Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Pa!
After granting the death sentence to a mosquito in the midst of committing a crime, Xu Chuanchuan softly cursed, "Little bastard, let's see how you'll bite me now."
The weather had started warming up recently. Fortunately, the apartment Xu Chuanchuan rented was on the first floor, and trees covered it from both the front and the back, which maintained the temperature at a cooling degree. The only problem she had with her house was the innumerable mosquitoes.
To make matters worse, her old PC was buzzing incessantly, creating a perfect harmony with the humming mosquitoes.
As Xu Chuanhuan was pulling out a tissue to clean off the mosquito remains in her hand, a message window popped up at the bottom-right corner of her screen. The sender was her lesbian friend, Ange.
Ange: "It's nearly midnight! Are you updating today or not?! Your readers are rioting!"
Seeing this message, Xu Chuanchuan immediately opened up her QQ group, which had less than a thousand members. Sure enough, all hell had broken loose.
Reader 1: "Lord, why is there no update?"
Reader 2: "Lord, are you stuck again? Or are you lacking time to write?"
Reader 3: "Maybe our Lord is not done writing? @I Love Hotpot What is our Lord busy with?"
…
"I Love Hotpot" was Ange's sub-account. Upon seeing that the situation was amiss, Ange had immediately sent Xu Chuanchuan a series of private messages.
Quickly browsing through the chat log, Xu Chuanchuan's heart thumped as she shouted out loud, "I clearly published it!"
Did the system choke and deleted her post again?
At this time, Ange sent a second message: "Asleep?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "Not yet."
Opening her web browser, Xu Chuanchuan clicked on the bookmarked link "Literature City," logged into her account, and entered the management interface. In the end, she discovered that…
The system didn't choke. Instead, she was the one who choked…
Xu Chuanchuan: "I made a mistake in setting the publishing time. [Sweat]"
Ange: "No wonder. [Facepalm]"
After Xu Chuanchuan sent that message, her chat group blew up again, an
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