Xiaoyu maintained his pace. Despite only securing just over thirty monthly tickets yesterday, falling short of the expected fifty, he was still pushing for four chapters. He had hoped that three consecutive days of four-chapter updates would boost his performance, but instead, things had regressed. He was repeatedly overshadowed, and over the last dozen hours, his monthly ticket count was a dismal six—not even breaking into double digits.

After three straight days of four chapters, Xiaoyu was once again pleading for fifty tickets today. If he reached fifty, he promised four chapters again. Xiaoyu decided to soak his hands for a bit, hoping that upon his return, he would have a much better mood to focus on writing and unleashing a major release.

Fifty tickets still equals four chapters; he earnestly begged everyone to give him a little more momentum.

To toil away diligently without seeing any results was truly disheartening. Please, everyone. RS