The next morning, Lin Xun didn't rush to work.
His female boss told him to be in the office by noon.
He turned on his computer to check on the progress of his online novel.
A salary of a hundred thousand a month couldn't dampen his passion for online writing, one was his professional duty, and the other was his personal hobby.
Upon opening his online novel, he found that his new book had already received its first round of recommendations, undoubtedly a good start.
A group of handsome guys was leaving comments in the comment section.
"It's been twelve hours now, even the donkeys of the production team don't rest like this."
"I'll report you if you don't update soon."
"Have you died? If not, please update."
Lin Xun cracked a grin, about to open his writing software...
When he suddenly remembered that his soul strength in the game had recovered, and the mage shell of the Yellow Bishop was eagerly awaiting him.
He quickly picked up his phone.
'Book of Salvation', start!
