บท 146: Chapter 125 What the Heck? Same Kind?! _3

So even if it weren't for the money, Chen Yun would still continue writing this book.

Besides,

with his current ability, he didn't really need to care about the little effort of typing; with his extraordinary mental and hand speed, he casually churned out sixty to seventy thousand words in one night.

Typing was not a burden, it was merely a pastime.

"Okay, save some drafts, and remember to update more on the launch day."

"At least a ten thousand word update, right?"

Meteor then followed up by speaking a couple of sentences.

Obviously, he didn't know how much backlog Chen Yun, who could only update four thousand words daily during the new book period, had in his hands.

It was just an arrangement and admonition of "at least a ten thousand word update" based on Meteor's past characterization of Chen Yun's indifferent attitude and writing pace.

"A hundred thousand words? Isn't that a bit too little?"

Chen Yun joked with a boastful reply.