Have you ever made games? Then you should write about games!

After exchanging a few words with the ticket scalper, Chen Dong ended the conversation, saying he needed to think about it further.

Looking at his friends in the list who were labeled as ticket scalpers, Chen Dong silently drew a final line in his mind.

"If the number of monthly votes from readers does not reach the target before 5 p.m., then we will have no choice but to resort to unorthodox methods."

Afterward, Chen Dong didn't waste time staring at the number of monthly votes for the novel, wondering if it was increasing every minute and second. Instead, he started his writing plan for the day.

Having just finished writing a chapter, Chen Dong was about to take a break and have some water when he saw a message from his editor on QQ.

"Brother Chicken Feet, your book is almost 30 words long. Should we put it on the shelves?"

Since achieving financial freedom through game development, Chen Dong no longer cares whether his novels meet the standards for publication.

After all, he no longer needs to rely on novels to make a living.

If the quality of the novel remains the same, the longer the free period lasts, the more readers it will attract, but most of them will be readers who are used to getting things for free.

Even readers who read the novel for free can provide data on how they follow it.

When the system provides the exchange conditions, it doesn't care whether Chen Dong's readers are genuinely following or not.

However, after seeing the message from the editor, Chen Dong knew that he couldn't escape the irreversible path of being published.

"Editor, I plan to release it around 30 words later."

"Why? Your data could have been uploaded earlier."

"Um... is it alright if I want to benefit the readers?"

Looking at the last sentence he sent, Chen Dong could already imagine the confused and shocked expression on his editor's face.

Based on the data of Chen Dong's novel, it could have been submitted for publication when it had reached a length of over 100,000 words.

In that way, Chen Dong and Dianzi could both earn an extra 100,000 words.

Therefore, Chen Dong's decision to delay the launch not only caused him losses but also resulted in Dianzi earning significantly less money.

Several minutes passed before the editor on the other end finally sent a message.

"Okay, then let's publish it with 30 words."

"Okay, thank you very much, editor."

After sending another cute emoji, Chen Dong closed the chat window and continued typing.

Meanwhile, in Shanghai, inside the editor's office.

After Chen Dong's editor closed the chat window, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Having worked as an editor for so many years, he had only ever seen authors who begged to publish their work early to make money. This was the first time he had ever seen an author like Chen Dong who actively requested to publish his work later.

"These days, how can anyone still turn down money?"

After coordinating with the operations team in advance and arranging for Chen Dong's novel to be published on time at 30 words, the editor continued to handle other tasks.

Open the latest message sent by the author on QQ.

"Editor, my novel has reached 20 words. Could you please help me get it published?"

The editor glanced at the data in the backend.

"If I really follow 200 people and the word count is just over 20, that would be right on the mark..."

……

At 5 p.m., they reached the final bottom line set by Chen Dong.

Chen Dong stopped what he was doing, rubbing his wrist as he brought up the system panel to check if he had reached the target number of monthly votes.

"2888? We're still 112 monthly passes short?"

Upon seeing this result, Chen Dong hesitated.

112 monthly passes are neither a lot nor a little.

Even without resorting to unorthodox cultivation methods, Chen Dong has a high probability of fulfilling the exchange conditions given by the system within the remaining few hours.

Even though the probability of success is 99%, Chen Dong doesn't dare to take the risk.

After much internal struggle, Chen Dong still chose to embark on a path of no return.

Just before the ticket scalpers went off duty, Chen Dong sent a message.

"Hey bro, I want to get some votes."

"Why didn't you say so sooner, bro? I was about to get off work..."

"Tell me, how much do you want to spend?"

Chen Dong fidgeted with his fingers and nervously typed out the number of monthly votes he wanted to get.

"112 monthly passes, is that alright?"

"No, are you making fun of me?"

You call this vote rigging?

The ticket scalpers across the street were indeed angry.

Other authors who collect monthly tickets, let alone tens of thousands, at least a few hundred or a thousand; any less and there's no point in collecting monthly tickets.

However, Chen Dong only spent a little over a hundred monthly tickets, which clearly showed that he wasn't genuinely interested in doing business.

Fortunately, although Chen Dong wasn't sincere in his business dealings, the money he handed over was genuine.

"Bro, I'll pay three times the price, all I need are 112 monthly passes, please help me out..."

In a residential area, a burly man with a cigarette dangling from his lips rubbed his eyes hard when he saw the words "three times the price" in the chat box.

After confirming that it wasn't a typo, the burly man exhaled smoke from his lungs, scratched his toes, and muttered under his breath.

"Is this guy missing a screw? Why not just buy more votes? Why pay three times the price?"

The big man thought he'd just take advantage of the situation and agreed to Chen Dong's request, assuming he'd met a fool.

After accepting the deposit from Chen Dong, the big man worked on the computer for a while.

By the time the big man had cast 112 monthly votes for Chen Dong's novel, the cigarette he was holding had just burned out.

"Brother, the monthly pass has been used. Once everything is verified, settle the remaining balance."

Chen Dong didn't hesitate at all. After confirming that the monthly pass had arrived and redeeming the USB drive containing "Escape from Chicken Cove," he immediately transferred the remaining balance.

After receiving the final payment, the ticket scalper left a message saying "Let's cooperate again next time" and then promptly went offline, as if afraid of working even a second longer.

In order to fulfill the exchange conditions, Chen Dong ultimately resorted to unorthodox cultivation methods, but he did not forget the contributions made by the readers.

"Thank you to all the readers for your monthly tickets. The prizes I promised will be ready by the end of next week and will be distributed to lucky readers through a lottery."

After making the promise, Chen Dong glanced at the current number of readers in the group.

Of the 333 people surveyed, 76% were male and the remaining 24% were female readers.

This means that at least 333 readers voted for his novel, not including those who voted but were not interested in joining the group.

"It seems that the day they went to Lingyin Temple was for purchasing goods."

Although the promise was a lottery, Chen Dong still wanted most of the readers in the group to be able to receive a prize.

"However, there are quite a few female readers in the group, so I need to find a female friend to give me some advice on the day I buy local specialties."

As a fellow man, Chen Dong naturally knew what male readers wanted.

However, he was completely clueless about the preferences of female readers.

Otherwise, in his previous life, he wouldn't have stayed with the Fifth Sister until he was over thirty.

However, Chen Dong didn't know many women in this life. The only ones he could consider as friends were the two from his company.

As for whether to ask Jiang Jia or Yin Qingying to accompany him, Chen Dong decided not to dwell on it for the time being.