Instantly Killing Ying WuMing! I Beg for Monthly Votes! I Need You All

The second update was out, Ying WuMing had been instantly killed, and May had come to an end.

Because there were four fewer days, I only updated four hundred thousand words this month—the fewest words I had written since going premium.

Should I have a nickname? Four hundred thousand words being my lowest update count—a nickname that made people want to cry.

Because of those four vanished days, daily sales had plummeted, follow-up subscriptions had taken a huge hit, and the losses were severe.

So this period had truly been painful. Even while writing, I had to work hard to cast aside those negative emotions and keep myself burning.

Brothers, I wanted to stop the losses. I wanted to pull my results back up.

That was why June's monthly vote rankings were crucial—more crucial than ever.

Of course, asking for votes this month would also become far more difficult.

I could only give it 120%, rack my brains and write with everything I had, and move you all.

My benefactors, I needed your support more than ever.

Please give me your monthly votes.

I wanted to do everything within my power to pull my results back up.

Brothers, I truly needed you.

Those brothers still reading the pirated version, come back! Please cast your monthly votes for me and give me a hand.

I was moved to tears with gratitude.

I begged you from the depths of my heart.