Snail is already trying its best to write, this month's fifth 12,000-character update, and will continue to explode.

Today I wrote until after three o'clock, and basically had to go to bed at two or three o'clock during the days of the burst updates.

What's depressing is that Snail's delicate chrysanthemum has been exploded by the two seven-foot strong men, Feng Ling and Er Gen, twice in a row. Snail expresses extreme sadness and tearfully begs for monthly tickets...

Every day there is no entertainment at all. Besides writing, it's just sleeping and eating. The monthly ticket chart is Snail's only comfort...

Strongly summon monthly tickets!