Cleave the Heavens, Slay the Gods

Have you noticed that Mo Xi is becoming more and more down-to-earth (and secretly a little sassy)? [Happy] He's the king of writing, and the cat is wearing a tall hat!

The trials of Xingo laid the groundwork for this opportunity to advance, amazing!

Keep watching, it's good.

Brother Yixian, please do me the honor of posting this ad! (From "Moonlight Has No Treasure Box") [flowers]

Hey, it's just 100 days, right? I did it! More than just 100 days; it's exceeded my two-year writing career. My new book is already in preparation, and I'm planning a buyout, but buyouts are too difficult. I gave myself six months to achieve this, and I've already done it in two months. 100 Days is just the beginning. One day, I'll let Uncle Xian know that I won't give up until I reach my goal. Why? If I give up on what I love most, then I have no right to comment on this with Uncle Xian. When I reached 100 days, you already had 600. Don't worry. I talked to Liu Shen about book reviews once, and when I most wanted to give up, I unexpectedly rediscovered my original passion. Two years later, I'm still at the same initial goal of 5,201,314 words. I will persevere for my interests, hobbies, and ideals, and I will never give up again. However, in the past two years, I've seen too many people leave halfway through or give up abruptly. Once they're gone, it's strange that I have absolutely no connection with them anymore… So, I don't dare make friends with online novel readers anymore; I only dare to talk to adults about their experiences. I feel that adults have experienced too much and know whether to give up or continue; adults always have a reason that can convince others. Uh, after saying all this, perhaps Uncle Xian still doesn't understand what I'm trying to say… I just hope that on the day I reach my next goal, Uncle Xian will still be there… and things won't have changed… Uh, this isn't a request, it's just a small wish. Of course, Uncle Xian naturally has his own thoughts. If my wish conflicts with Uncle Xian's thoughts, I hope Uncle Xian can understand. Um, I'm only nineteen, my thoughts are always simple, I don't think too deeply, so please don't mind.

Cat, cat, cat, are you still there? Answer me, cat.

A leisurely time by the river

It's just a sign-in, please excuse me.

I'll ask you about vomiting.

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