However, Xinghe sent the message and waited, yet he received no reply from Tentacle Monster. It was as if his message had vanished into the abyss, eliciting not a shred of response.
In that moment, he rediscovered a long-forgotten sensation: the intense anticipation of waiting for someone to reply. He, too, had once been a web novelist, having navigated the entire submission process, unable to sleep for days while waiting for a single word. As he transitioned into editing and climbed the ranks to editor-in-chief, that initial anxiety had long since faded. Nowadays, reviewing manuscripts felt like a doctor seeing patients—prescribing medicine before even checking the symptoms, sometimes dismissing the work entirely. He had lost his original intention of helping rookie authors improve.
While Xinghe was lost in his reverie, Tentacle Monster—the object of his fixation—naturally would not be receiving his message. After uploading 300,000 words to Qidian Web and scheduling 60,000 words to be published daily, Lin Yi had logged out.
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