The first day of the monthly ticket battle had drawn to a close. I didn't know how to describe everyone's performance—there was only one word for it: incredible. We had now climbed to seventh place on the category monthly ticket rankings. And who stood above us? Tang San, Xue Hong, Feng Ling, Tudou, Ni Cangtian, Wu Zei—one resounding name after another!
Making it this far today was purely an unexpected delight!
But since we had already come this far, there was no reason for us to shrink back and give up, right? Even if they were all great gods, we still wanted to fight them!
Xiao Chen's health wasn't very good. After an outburst of updates, the mental drain was too great, and he started getting sleepy before ten o'clock. But seeing these results, even if he had been sick, he was all better now. It was all thanks to everyone's support!
Today was only the first day of the monthly ticket war. The Long March of ten thousand miles had only just begun. The old rule still stood: fifteen tickets could be exchanged for one update. How many updates Xiao Chen could unleash depended entirely on how many monthly tickets everyone still had in hand!
Tomorrow, there would be a guaranteed three updates, plus an extra update for every sixty tickets—meaning at least four updates. As for whether he could unleash even more, that depended entirely on how many monthly tickets everyone was willing to give Xiao Chen in support. The more, the better; the more, the merrier. Another thirteen tickets meant five updates tomorrow; twenty-eight tickets meant six. Was twenty-eight tickets a lot? Not at all, right? Today had been a multiple of that!
And as for the final ten updates—could he manage to unleash them in the