Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Xu Chuanchuan had a minor writer's block today. By the time she returned to the dorm and showered, it was already nine o'clock. After turning on her computer and struggling till ten o'clock, she barely managed to write a thousand words.
When her inspiration dried out completely, she looked back and read what she wrote. However, the more she read, the more she felt that her work today was a pile of crap. Eventually, gritting her teeth, she deleted the thousand words she wrote.
Now, facing her was a blank document. After staring idly at the blank document for nearly ten minutes, her brain remained as empty as the document, and she couldn't help but grow frustrated.
Unfortunately, her keyboard was too expensive to smash, and she wouldn't have a replacement if she broke her mouse. She also didn't wish to vent her frustration on herself. So, whenever she had writer's block, she would solve it using one of three methods: eating, showering, or running in place.
She had just eaten a bowl of instant noodles. If she ate any more, her waist would start growing horizontally. So, she chose to run in place. If inspiration still didn't come to her after her run, then she would take another shower.
In any case, it was late at night now. There wouldn't be anyone present in the offices downstairs, so she wouldn't have to worry about disturbing anyone.
Running in place also allowed her to exercise her muscles that had stiffened because of her sedentary lifestyle.
After running for a minute, she still didn't get any inspiration.
Two minutes, nothing.
Three minutes, still nothing.
Xu Chuanchuan started growing out of breath at the five-minute mark, so she gradually slowed down and stopped. Just as she was about to pull out a chair and take a seat, her phone sitting on the desk suddenly rang.
Xu Chuanchuan had her mind entirely focused on her story's plotline, so the sudden call gave her a jump. When she picked up her phone and saw a foreign number, she thought it was a spam call. However, after several seconds, her phone still kept ringing, so sh
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