Tong City, Military Governor Mansion, in the office.

Da, da, da…

Yang Haodong's ten fingers flew past and he was typing fast just like a machine gun.

Although this was his first time writing a book, he could write 10,000 words per hour. In other words, if he didn't take a break, he could write three 3,000-word chapters in one hour.

"Chapter 256, Ruthless Means"

"In the quiet hall, everyone stared at the black-robed old man..."

The new chapter was quickly completed.

"I have written nearly 20,000 words today. It's time to take a break. In addition, I have no more outline. I have to find some time to ask father about the follow-up outline."

Leaning on the seat, Yang Haodong murmured, and at the same time opened the statistic of "Battle Through the Paradise" and looked at it. During this time, besides coding words, his biggest interest was to read the data of his book.

"The collection has reached more than 230,000."

"The total number of words is almost 700,000."

"Votes: 9.87 million."

"Reward: 19.56 million points."

"These data should still be okay. There are a lot of rewards, but I have to share it with the website. Should I write my address and bank account at the end of each chapter?"

After reading the data, Yang Haodong had a whim.

Ding!

At this moment, on his computer, the chat software suddenly sounded. If it had been before, he might have been eager to see who sent the message.

But now, he didn't look at it immediately. Instead, he glanced at the time on the desk and found that after six o'clock in the afternoon, several black lines appeared on his forehead involuntarily.

"That idiot, is there something wrong with his brain?! He changes his account every day and asks if I am here all the time? What a crazy bastard!" Yang Haodong cursed fiercely.

After he opened the chatbox, sure enough, it was still a message with one word: "Here."

The person who sent this was still called "Ranzhi".

"Fool! If you don't greet me properly, I won't care about you at all!"

Yang Haodong muttered, and without any hesitation, he decisively blocked the new account of this Ranzhi guy.

...

On the other side of the computer, Ranzhi sat in front of the computer. In just half a month, his whole person seemed to have aged more than ten years. The wrinkles on his face were about to come out.

"Battle Through the Paradise" had reached the top of the website's free new book list, the reward list, the vote list, and the weekly collection list. This book had refreshed the history of the most popular novel in the history of only novels. The record had even exceeded dozens of times.

Under normal conditions, such a popular book should have been signed and put on the shelves publicly long ago.

But even if the results got better and better, the book owner still didn't want to sign.

This also puzzled the bosses who ran Runningnovel website.

Every day, they would look for Ranzhi to ask what the situation was.

"I can't help it either! I have been unable to contact the author himself. The address he left on the website is not accurate. Messaging him has become my daily routine now, but he has never replied, not even once."

Every time Ranzhi was asked by his boss, he also explained with a gloomy expression.

The boss always scolded Ranzhi's mother in his heart, but he knew there was nothing he could do about it. He just guessed that the author might have realized that his book would become popular, so he deliberately refused to sign a contract. As it continued to become popular, he wanted to get a more lucrative contract.

"Continue to contact him. We have to chase after this novel. It completely breaks the conventional writing method. It is a brand-new subject. Although it looks like a novice book, the plot is much better than traditional martial arts novels. This may become a new trend in the online literature world."

"In addition, find some authors who like to follow the trend. Since the original author cannot be contacted, let those authors learn how to write like him."

This was the order that the boss gave to Ranzhi.

"It's really a pitfall. Doesn't this fellow know the reply at all? Or, his account is actually fake? But it shouldn't be. He has seen my chat and even blocked me several times. Even if it's his fake account, he should still reply, right?"

A godly book, a book that could change the pattern of online literature, was right in front of him. But as an editor, he couldn't even contact the author. If this was to spread later, wouldn't he be a joke in the industry?

"The word count is almost 700,000. I can't let this go on, if he is poached by other websites, I won't be able to raise my head up anymore."

Thinking of this, Ranzhi's original tired face regained some energy instantly.

"I used to message him three times a day. From now on, I will message him every hour. I don't believe that he will never reply."

Soon after that, he registered a new account, still named Ranzhi, and added Yang Haodong's account.

After adding, he immediately sent out a word without delay: "Here."

...

"Fool, this guy is insane! You want to change your strategy?"

Yang Haodong, who was planning to continue the code words, suddenly discovered that another person had added him. And the name was still 'Ranzhi', and as soon as it added his account, it sent him the "Here?" again.

He started cursing directly.

Boom, boom, boom…

At exactly this time, his office door rang. Subsequently, the door was pushed open.

"Father?"

After seeing that the person walking in was Yang Song, Yang Haodong quickly stood up and shouted with a bit of surprise. At the same time, he was shocked, "In the past few days, it seems that your vitality and blood have become stronger, and your body has become healthy too, right? Awesome, your current strength is the 2nd Tier Warrior martial artist, right?"

'2nd Tier Warrior?'

'Who are you looking down on?'

Yang Song glanced at his son: "Well, I'm almost there. By the way, what is the progress of your novel?"

Originally, there were countless questions in his heart, but after hearing this question, Yang Haodong's whole person immediately changed.

All the attention was focused on the novel in an instant.

"Father, your creativity is really amazing! Now the novel is very popular, countless people reward me every day. It has been ranked first on several lists on that website, and many places are talking about my novel! And when I write it, I feel very comfortable. I feel that I am invincible in this regard."

Yang Haodong kept talking.

Yang Song nodded: "That's fine! I'll send you the follow-up outline when the time comes... By the way, it's fine to use a pen name now, but after a while, when the novel is completely popular, you can find an opportunity to make your identity public."

"Ah?!"

Yang Haodong was a little dazed. Disclosing his identity? This made him a little confused.

What if his readers wanted to threaten him?

He wanted to leave the address he thought of before in case his readers wanted to send money or something, but he had planned to use a pseudonym instead of his real name!