Because today I need to go out, Xiao Yu set the alarm early, getting up at four o'clock to finish writing these two chapters first. Only today did Xiao Yu realize how early the sky brightens now; it starts getting dim around four, and by five it is already considered daybreak, and the air in the early morning is truly much fresher. Although the sleep time was very short, the spirit is still very good at this time; at least these two chapters are already written. I need to leave at eight and won't be back until the afternoon, so Xiao Yu sincerely asks for monthly tickets again. Truthfully, getting up this early isn't for the beautiful morning air, but just to update early first, begging for monthly tickets. Today, Xiao Yu earnestly pleads for a three-digit monthly ticket count just once; today, Xiao Yu begs for a hundred votes. Exceeding one hundred in a single day—a joy and happiness not felt in a long time, a number unseen for several months. Xiao Yu requests breaking one hundred in a single day, for the monthly ticket count to reach triple digits. If we hit a hundred today, Xiao Yu will push to update four chapters, even if it means risking everything. Not counting the two chapters from this morning, there are still four more to come, meaning hitting one hundred is equivalent to six chapters. Six chapters isn't exceptionally many; there have been updates of eight or even ten chapters before, but since Xiao Yu has to go out today—a round trip of over a hundred kilometers—six chapters is the absolute limit for me. Xiao Yu is offering the limit of what I can bear, earnestly asking for that moment of joy, asking for this beautiful wish to come true. Xiao Yu is heading out now. I sincerely hope that upon my return, I receive enough encouragement to happily hammer out the remaining four chapters in one go. RS

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Because I had to be out today, I set my alarm for four a.m. to ensure these first two chapters were done before dawn.

It was only this morning that I noticed how early the light now breaks; around four, the sky was merely paling, but by five, it was undeniably day. And the air in those pre-dawn hours—it truly held a superior freshness.

My sleep was brief, but I feel surprisingly alert; at least these initial two chapters are finally complete.

I must leave by eight and won't return until the afternoon, so I must once again implore you for monthly votes. To be honest, the reason for rising so early wasn't to savor the perfect morning atmosphere, but simply to get this update out first. Please, grant me those monthly tickets.

Today, I sincerely beg for a three-digit tally of monthly votes, just this once. Today, I am asking for a hundred votes.

Surpassing one hundred in a single day—it’s a level of happiness and delight I haven't felt in ages, a figure absent from my count for many months.

I ask for that single day of breaking one hundred, for the monthly ticket count to finally reach three digits. If we hit that mark today, I will push myself to the brink, updating four more chapters. That means, adding to this morning's pair, hitting one hundred equals a total of six chapters.

Six chapters isn't a monumental feat; I've delivered eight or even ten chapters before. But since I’m traveling today—a round trip pushing well over a hundred kilometers—six chapters is my absolute ceiling.

I am laying out the very limit of what I can endure, earnestly asking for that rush of joy, praying this simple wish comes true.

I’m heading out the door now. My deepest hope is that when I return, I find enough motivation waiting to happily pound out the final four chapters in one relentless session. RS