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" Laugh. The highlight is at the end."
"At the end, I couldn't help but cry. It's all a trick. Now, even advertising is so fun!”
"Thinking about it, the Doomsday Wasteland can be said to have created a new school of thought.”
"What a bunch of idiots. It's just 1.4 million. Killing Dao had more than four million collections and two million and three hundred thousand readers. They didn't even brag about it, but you blindly followed them.”
"I'm sorry, everyone. My puppy ran out and bit people. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll tie it back now.”
"Motherf * cker, don't leave after school if you have the guts!”
"Let's not talk about it anymore. I've already started a new Doomsday novel and plan to follow the wind.”
"Same as above!"
“……”
Su Bai had a happy smile on his face and felt a great sense of achievement.
There was nothing that made him happier than the world he wrote being sought after and recognized by others.
He had fallen in love with this world!
Of course, not everyone liked this novel. Some people thought it was rubbish. The book was full of violence, evil, and negative energy.
Su Bai didn't mind. He knew it was normal. There was nothing in the world that everyone liked. If there was, it would be money.
As long as there were a majority of praises!
……
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
In the past month, Su Bai had been living in seclusion, indulging in writing, getting thinner and thinner. He was like a useless otaku.
Cough, cough, alright. Although he was addicted to writing, his body was getting stronger day by day. His spirit was getting stronger and stronger. Now, he could already remember everything he saw.
Su Bai read ten chapters a day and would explode from time to time. As the word " doomsday " spread, more and more new readers fell for it.
Now, his collection had reached a terrifying 6 million, and his number of followers was also sky-high, 4.4 million!
Su Bai didn't forget to read some books to recharge his batteries. Relying on his photographic memory, he managed to memorize a lot of knowledge.
From psychology to biochemistry, biology, painting, music, ancient and modern history, how actors were made…
He would also find time to watch TV dramas, movies, fashion magazines, entertainment gossip, and go to the musical instrument hall downstairs to learn how to master the instrument.
There was never a day when he relaxed and did not forget to enrich himself.
But today, Su Bai made an exception.
There was a thick book on the table. Su Bai didn't pick it up to read, but held the phone tightly with both hands and stared at the screen without blinking.
"Why isn't he here yet?" Su Bai's heart was in a mess; he didn't even have the mood to write.
He looked like a man who was deeply in love and couldn't extricate himself. His expression was like he was waiting for a text message from his lover.
But Su Bai was not waiting for a message from his lover, but…
"Ding dong!"
"Coming, coming!" Su Bai opened the message as fast as he could.
" Dear customer, it's September 1st, 2016…"
Su Bai automatically ignored the long words and looked at the end.
“2100.6666，05”
21,666,660,000!
Su Bai's pupils contracted. The series of numbers blinded him.
"Oh ~"
Su Bai let out a weird cry and passed out happily.
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As usual, I asked for a wave of fresh flowers and collected them.
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