Chu Ge rushed back to his rented apartment, opened his document, and got straight to work.
If I don't hurry up and crank out extra chapters to bring Qiu Wuji over, what am I waiting for?
"Update assistant reminder: Chu Da has posted today's third chapter."
Someone in the group offered a casual reminder. Nobody paid it much mind; those reading kept reading, and those chatting kept chatting.
A third daily update from Chu Ge was pretty common now. Each chapter was generally over three thousand characters, making three updates ten thousand, more or less his daily standard. That was far better than certain short, limp efforts of just two chapters at a little over two thousand characters each...
If those short, limp writers wrote a protagonist who was an author, they would probably pin their dreams of writing ten thousand characters a day on that protagonist...
It was just that Chu Ge's third update had come a little early today. It was only midafternoon.
"Is Chu Da going to post a fourth chapter today?" someone suddenly asked.
"Dream on... He's the sort who won't post extra chapters even for a Golden Alliance donation. Steady as an old dog."
"Is that Golden Alliance big shot in the group? How come I've never seen him say anything?"
"Someone dug into it. He used to be a writer, apparently. Several of his books flopped, then he abandoned his new one and vanished. Suddenly he started donating to loads of books... Probably went home to inherit billions, then came back to encourage other writers with donations."
"What a saint!"
Chu Ge glanced at the group chat, feeling profoundly strange.
He had said that Lin Wuyang was now radiating holy light, while other people thought Zhang Qiren was radiating holy light.
Yet behind the