Father Wang was already a veteran god on the website, and there was no one in the online literature circle who didn't know his pen name Wang Situ. It was actually very common for authors to fight for monthly votes. The tougher an author's attitude toward fighting for votes, the stronger the sense of honor and cohesiveness of their fans.
In Father Wang's view, this "fight" between Braised Pork Shoulder and Braised Pig Feet in Sauce was very clever. Both of them were first-tier authors with high sales, and after this incident, they had increased their popularity. They wanted to take advantage of this double monthly votes opportunity to use their huge advantage in terms of votes to thoroughly crush him this month.
Some young readers were too easily motivated. When they saw an author's lofty and lofty single-chapter acceptance speech, they were especially prone to impulse spending, and would reward the author they supported while eating instant noodles. Of course, it was everyone's freedom to support someone … but Father Wang had always felt that one should consider things in the light of one's own circumstances and be a little more rational.
For some readers who didn't have extra money to fight for monthly votes, simply subscribing to the official version was in fact already the greatest encouragement for the author.
Thus, Father Wang basically wouldn't take the initiative to ask his readers for monthly votes or rewards. Even so, given his current status in the circle, Father Wang still topped the monthly rankings in all aspects.
But he still had to publish the chapters that needed to be published, so Father Wang's chapters were usually filled with words of comfort.
"Brother, go ahead, I'm ready."
Lie Mengmeng had already logged into the background using Father Wang's author account, and was ready to write a single-chapter statement.
Title: "What Do I Need This Iron Rod for?"
"I, just write it like this."
Father Wang nodded his head. "Situ hasn't even reached the halfway mark when his path to godhood is blocked. Today, he's third in the monthly votes, and the gap is huge. This is indeed a critical moment of life and death, but Situ isn't anxious at all. Thanks to all my readers' love, Situ Liyan will deliver the final blow at midnight tonight to overtake everyone … Although this book has only been published for two months, Situ also wants to fight for first place in this year's annual ranking list. Call me Situ crazy, but I'm Wang Situ, and I won't turn back until I hit the south wall … with this final blow, I will definitely turn everything into ashes! "
Lie Mengmeng: "…"
After he finished writing, Lie Mengmeng clicked "Send" and actually breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can we really make it?" He looked at the increasing gap in the votes on the TV and could not help but feel a little doubtful.
The last book, Father Wang's Let Go of That Wet Nurse, had crushed the other books almost every month without a doubt. This was the first time that there had been such a huge disparity in votes.
But in fact, in Father Wang's view, the monthly votes ranking this time was just a small change.
The authors of Braised Pork Shoulder and Braised Pig Feet in Soy Sauce were both very good.
But unfortunately … they had underestimated the "depth" of Father Wang's fan group.
There was an epic-level big shot overseeing Father Wang's official fan group.
In a normal situation, when there was such a huge difference in votes, Father Wang just needed to send this "old friend" a private message …
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At the same time, in a magnificent rectangular building in Jinghua city, Huaxiu Alliance Building in the heart of Jinghua city.
Huaxiu Alliance, whose full name was Huaxiu Alliance of Cultivators, was a cultivator organization directly under the jurisdiction of the state.
What Huaxiu Alliance managed was all the recorded light forces in the whole of Huaxiu nation.
All the cultivator sects that were currently operating legally were under Huaxiu Alliance's jurisdiction, including the "Society of Saints" that had sprung up previously and was said to be a gathering of a large number of talented young cultivators, which was also under Huaxiu Alliance.
Tonight, there would be an internal high-level meeting in Huaxiu Alliance's most exclusive conference hall on the top floor, and the Ten Founding Generals would all be present.
General Yi, Yi Jianchuan, and Marshal Jiang, Jiang Lei, arrived at the same time downstairs of the building.
At the gate, a burly man in a special service uniform stopped the two of them. "Chiefs, please cooperate with us. This is just routine work!"
"Very well, go ahead!" General Yi and Marshal Jiang nodded one after another.
Special service personnel like this burly man in front of them densely covered the entire Huaxiu Alliance building. These people had been trained by Magnificent Immortal, and were already the most senior guards. Wherever this group was, the area within a radius of fifty li would be cleared out.
In order to hold tonight's high-level meeting, all roads within a radius of fifty li around the Huaxiu Alliance building had been sealed off. Except for the guards and personnel involved in the meeting, no one was allowed to pass through.
The special service personnel held a bronze mirror in their hands and shone it on Yi Jianchuan's and Jiang Lei's faces. This magic mirror was fused with a great spell to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and any disguise would be exposed.
After confirming General Yi's and Marshal Jiang's identities, the nearby special service personnel saluted them at the same time, and the burly man in charge of checking their identities quickly stepped aside to make way for them. "Chiefs, please come in! Thank you for your cooperation! "
"Has the head of state arrived?" General Yi, dressed in exercise clothes, floated in the air as usual.
The burly man replied respectfully, "Yes, chief! The head of state arrived half an hour ago! "
General Yi nodded slightly and didn't say anything else as he directly rushed to the conference hall on the top floor with Marshal Jiang.
When the two of them arrived at the conference hall, they found that most of the participants had already arrived … and all of them were familiar faces!
Body Saint Minister Shi, nicknamed Body Saint Body of Steel, who had relied on his powerful physique back then to fight the seven demon gods in the Battle of Shimen without falling.
Wisdom Saint President Qi, president of the Cultivation Academy of Science, who was in charge of the layout and various holy arrays.
Spirit Saint Secretary Sun Dakang, the current helmsman of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools and the direct leader of the General Administration of 100 Schools, who had the ability to listen to the voices of all living things.
Weapons Saint Minister Ke, director of Huaxiu's Magic Treasure Munitions Factory, who was proficient in the use of a variety of magic treasures.
Dark Saint Minister Ying, head of the intelligence department, who traveled the country year round on counter-espionage reconnaissance missions. His whereabouts were mysterious, his body movements superb, and he was proficient in the use of illusions.
Medicine Saint President Luo, president of the military hospital general hospital, who had a strong regenerative ability and could survive even if he only had his head left.
Blademaster General Yi, Battle Saint Marshal Jiang, and the head of state sitting at the very front with his head bowed in deep thought …
Now there were only two generals left, and the Ten Founding Generals had all been assembled.
The last two people who hadn't arrived just happened to be ranked first and second in terms of overall combat strength.
One was Bai Xing, chairman of the state-owned enterprise Huaxing, who was currently Huaxing's largest manufacturer of smart products and had a unique explosive spell. Also known as Explosion Saint, General Bai Xing.
General Bai's overall combat strength was currently ranked first.
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