Late at night, 4:50, Xiongzi is posting

Hello everyone, I am Moxiong, a kind-hearted Moxiong.

I climbed out of the monitor in the middle of the night and saw Wangzi sitting dejectedly on a chair, crying because he had wasted a total of 6,000 words due to a writer's block. I will never forget this scene.

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

Don't worry, Wangzi promised that this chapter would not be a failure before he fainted, and the subsequent chapters were cut off by 2,000 words to compensate. ——The problem is that the story prepared by Wangzi does not match the style of Shattering the Vacuum, and it feels very strange. Wangzi 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 has come 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 I owe today will be completed within a week. I really can't do it tonight.

(End of this chapter)