Late at Night, 4:50, Xiong Zi Sent It on My Behalf

Hello, everyone. I am Mo Xiong, a kind-hearted Mo Xiong.

I crawled out of the monitor in the middle of the night and saw Wang Zi sitting dejectedly on a chair. He was crying because he had wasted 6,000 words because of a writer's block. I will never forget this scene.

So I slapped him and knocked him out, and asked for leave for him, because I was really afraid that he would die suddenly.

Don't worry, Wang Zi promised that he would not default on this chapter before he fainted, and that the subsequent chapters would be cut off by 2,000 words to compensate.

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The problem is that the story prepared by Wang Zi does not match the style of Shattering the Vacuum, which feels weird. Wang Zi felt uncomfortable when he was forced to serve it. He cut two and a half versions and finally finalized it now. His obsessive-compulsive disorder came on.

In short, bang bang bang! If you are wrong, admit it, and stand at attention when you are beaten!

The promised extra chapter and the chapter owed today will be completed within a week. There is really no way tonight.