"Looking at it this way, I originally thought making 15 animations was too much. Now, thinking about it, it’s just right—if I don’t crush his self-confidence into dust, I’m not Chu Fa Da!"
Chen Jingbai laughed—what kind of nickna is that?
...
Indeed, it was just as Chen Jingbai had speculated.
The heavy pressure of debt made Su Tiankuo rack his brains every day, patching things up from here to there.
His online loans had accumulated to 190,000 on the original 170,000 within just one month.
If he doesn’t secure a stable inco soon, this debt will grow larger and larger.
After attempts at delivering parcels and food deliveries, Su Tiankuo decided to trust one last ti.
Opening his notebook in a daze, he vaguely rembered making such promises before.
But now pilipili had started updating the 3rd animation, and he carefully avoided any similarities, choosing a niche-thed story once more.
Then he changed his identity information, switched to another novel platform, and began writing cautiously.
This ti, he didn’t dare to write a lot of words at once, nor dared to keep drafts.
However, Chu Fa Da’s revenge, though delayed, arrived eventually.
He couldn’t escape the nightmare that descended.
When the novel serialized up to 80,000 words, and pilipili aired another new episode, he went to watch it without needing reader reminders.
The first two episodes alone plunged him into despair.
—pilipili!!!
Why does this lousy website always go against him from start to finish?!!
What exactly is wrong with him?!!
...
After the 7th novel failed, Su Tiankuo completely gave up on writing.
Chu River gradually found it uninteresting too.
—Su Tiankuo hadn’t even tasted the flavor of success, with continuous disappointnts and attacks, over ti, it beca less amusing.
She thought about it and might as well give the nano-robots a final command.
On a dazed night for Su Tiankuo, a fine black line wrapped around a rice-sized pale blue light quickly drilled out of his auricle.
Then, in a tugging struggle, both the black line and the blue light point vanished into eye-invisible fine dust.
Su Tiankuo’s golden finger disappeared for good.
He should return to a normal person’s life.
Except for—
Chu Fa Da "carelessly" forgot to lift the "mimicry shown only to oneself."
She knocked on Chen Jingbai’s door late at night: "Quick, quick, let’s go eat sothing! I’m in a great mood today."
Chen Jingbai looked deeply at her and finally nodded with a smile—
"Whatever Little He wants, I’m willing."
...
He always treated Chu River gently, never speaking or asking much, until Chu River was satisfied with food and drink, happily returning ho.
"The stewed pig’s feet here taste much better than the last... the last place!"
She waited for Chen Jingbai to pour her a drink with her feet up, yet when the drink arrived, Chen Jingbai asked softly, "Little He, are you going to leave?"
Chu River: ...
She didn’t speak, her gaze on Chen Jingbai was sowhat caught off guard, gradually falling silent.
Chen Jingbai then started laughing.
"I knew long ago—you’re not her, and you wouldn’t fall for soone like Su Tiankuo."
"Moreover, what golden finger, and the capability of your production company—you know, ever since my novel’s copyright company collaborated with you, how they’re praising your magic every day?"
"Little He, you don’t belong to this era; you have more free vitality, more vigorous spirit."
For so reason, although she had anticipated this mont, looking at his eyes, Chu River inexplicably felt sad.
It made her eager to escape this atmosphere of farewell.
But escape was never Chu River’s style.
This day was bound to co sooner or later.
She ca here precisely for this mont—to destroy the protagonist’s success, crush their improper confidence, and ultimately retrieve Chang Geng’s spiritual body.
She nodded, casting the most sincere gaze toward Chen Jingbai, who had always cared for her like Chang Geng...
No, he’s gentler than Chang Geng.
...
"Then you... I will take away a part of your spiritual body—from now on, everything I have can be left to you, and you can still continue your present life without any impact."
She tried to exhibit sincerity to Chen Jingbai.
This is a mature world, with a tiline that can continue, free from golden finger interference.
And Chen Jingbai could still maintain his life just as before her arrival.
Only Chu River—she can beco "her," provided all the spirit in this body has vanished.
There’s a possibility that "her" consciousness may never have awakened.
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