The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 98 (Patreon)

Chapter 98

After 098 quieted down, Ling Chunann began to act. His typing speed was fast, and soon, rows of small black characters appeared on the screen. Whenever Ling Chunann started to work, 098's attention was completely drawn to him. Just now, 098 had been reading Mu Linke's novels with Ling Chunann. Although its memory wasn't great, with its built-in scanning function, it could retrieve records at any time.

Initially, 098 doubted whether Ling Chunann could really write. However, as time passed, it had to admit that Ling Chunann was indeed capable. If it hadn't witnessed it with its own eyes, it wouldn't have been able to tell that it was the work of two different people.

The novel Ling Chunann began to write was originally at the mid-to-late stage, where the male and female leads had already gotten together, entering the lovey-dovey phase. The female lead, a cute girl, fit seamlessly into Ling Chunann's narrative.

Mu Linke typically wrote chapters of around ten thousand characters each. Ling Chunann spent two hours writing before smoothly finding the backstage to publish it. Seeing the successful publication, Ling Chunann looked at his chubby fingers with a somewhat troubled expression.

While immersed in admiration for how skilled his host was, 098 was puzzled, "What's wrong, Host?"

"My fingers are too chubby, not nimble enough," Ling Chunann said. "Originally, I could have finished this in an hour."

"...You can try using your mind to write. It would be faster," 098 suggested.

"Writing by hand is good for physical exercise," Ling Chunann replied.

"But you're in a virtual space now."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, nothing, handwriting is great," 098 quickly corrected itself.

Ignoring 098's flattery, Ling Chunann refreshed the article page. There were already many comments on the new chapter.

[Sofa! The great one has finally updated. I missed you so much! I'll take a seat first before reading!]

[That's great! Great one, please update daily and don't let us down.]

[Little Yan is finally together with the male god. So sweet! Please continue to be sweet and not torturous!]

[Has something happened to the great one recently? Why hasn't there been an update for so long? If you're not feeling well, you don't have to rush to update. We can wait.]

[Throwing flowers.]

[Hehe, those upstairs must have never seen a photo of the author. Just thinking about how I used to be a fan of such an ugly author makes me sick. I intentionally came to drop a brick. Goodbye, author.]

[The upstairs commenter must be delusional. We're here for the story, not the author's face. Don't know what's with the pretentiousness.]

...

Most of the subsequent comments were arguing about the author's appearance. Ling Chunann casually scrolled them to the bottom, finally stopping at the newly appeared homepage announcement.

[Heroes cherish heroes, readers spring breeze and drizzle reward a hegemonic ticket to wander the world.]

[Heroes cherish heroes, readers spring breeze and drizzle reward a hegemonic ticket to wander the world.]

...

This prompt flashed more than twenty times before finally stopping. A hegemonic ticket represented one hundred thousand credit points, so more than twenty of them meant over two million. After deducting the handling fees from Fengyun Culture, the author netted over a million. This income was something many ordinary authors couldn't earn in a year.

Both authors and readers were boiling with excitement for a while, and the forum was almost exploding with discussions, all wondering who this rich reader was.

"Host, the male lead's reader is quite wealthy," 098 exclaimed. Although it had read the novel, seeing it again still brought a different kind of shock.

"Yeah, quite wealthy," Ling Chunann nodded.

Why was the host so easily agreeing today? 098 felt something was amiss, but seeing Ling Chunann acting normal, it didn't dwell on it. Instead, it noticed that Ling Chunann had already opened the male lead's article page and seemed to be seriously reading. Although this novel was plagiarized, the male lead had made some changes in wording and sentence structure. In the eyes of the natives of this world, it might be seen as extraordinary, but compared to the original, it was somewhat redundant and inconsistent.

Ling Chunann skimmed through the male lead's updated content and then said, "This male lead can become a god, his halo is too big."

"It's trendy in this world now. Many male and female leads have this style," 098 replied.

"Underdog's counterattack, I know," Ling Chunann nodded in understanding. "But don't you think my world fits this theme even better than his? After all, he's tall and handsome."

"Host, don't be discouraged, you have money."

As a renowned author for several years, Mu Linke had indeed accumulated quite a fortune, and his family was also wealthy, never skimping on his living expenses. So, what 098 said wasn't wrong.

Just then, the system announcement began to flood the screen again.

[Heroes cherish heroes, readers yearning for fish reward a hegemonic ticket to wandering guests.]

[Heroes cherish heroes, readers yearning for fish reward a hegemonic ticket to wandering guests.]

[Heroes cherish heroes, readers yearning for fish reward a hegemonic ticket to wandering guests.]

...

A total of one hundred hegemonic tickets.

Mu Linke was the pseudonym used by Ling Chunann at present.

After skimming through the plot, without finding the character under this reader's name, Ling Chunann asked, "098, who is this 'yearning for fish'?"

"Host, when he voted just now, I followed the IP address, but couldn't find the actual location," 098's voice sounded puzzled, "Normally, everyone in this world's brain is linked to their identity information, but I couldn't find any information about him, as if... this person doesn't exist." Saying this, 098 shivered.

"Got it."

Just then, the alarm on Ling Chunann's brain sounded.

After the doctor finished his physical examination and changed his medication, Ling Chunann logged back into his brain and resumed typing.

"Host, are you really planning to continue the original owner's style?" Seeing Ling Chunann writing Mu Linke's original novel again, 098 was somewhat uneasy. Mu Linke had always been overshadowed by the male lead, both in popularity and income. This clearly indicated that the original style was not very popular in this world. However, the original owner couldn't see this clearly, repeatedly causing trouble for the male lead, and eventually leading to his demise.

Thinking of this, 098 couldn't help but worry, afraid that Ling Chunann would continue down this misguided path.

Ling Chunann concentrated on writing, seemingly not hearing 098's question. Just when 098 thought Ling Chunann wouldn't respond to it, he suddenly spoke, saying, "At least finish this one."

098 breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Mu Linke didn't have the habit of outlining, Ling Chunann could roughly analyze the original plot direction from his writing habits. Despite the long hiatus and the recent photo scandal causing many readers to leave, Ling Chunann persisted in finishing this novel, giving it a satisfying conclusion.

During this time, every time Ling Chunann published an update, the mysterious reader named 'yearning for fish' would smash a hegemonic ticket for him, making Ling Chunann popular again in Fengyun Culture. And each time the other party voted, 098 made sure to diligently search for his information, but in the end, it was all in vain.

Just as Ling Chunann posted the final chapter, the system prompt sounded.

"Reversal value +10%, current reversal value is 10%, please continue your efforts, Host."

On the day of the conclusion, it had been exactly half a month since Ling Chunann arrived in this world, coincidentally the day he was discharged from the hospital.

His leg had healed, but the wounds on his face couldn't be healed temporarily. Ling Chunann wore a mask and just as he arrived at the hospital entrance, a sleek hovercar drifted gracefully to a stop in front of him. The window slowly rolled down, and a voice with a mocking tone sounded in Ling Chunann's ear, "Oh! Discharged?"

Inside the car was a young woman wearing a fiery red provocative skirt. Her slender, fair fingers lazily rested on the window frame as she spoke in a condescending tone, "Seeing you so pitiful, I'll do a good deed and give you a ride."

098: "Host, it's Mu linhua, Mu Linke's cousin, twenty-five years old this year, and has a poor relationship with Mu Linke."

Ling Chunann looked at her for two seconds, said nothing, then walked a few steps to the passenger side, briskly opened the door, and squeezed his overly large body inside, "Back to my place, thank you."

Mu Linke's expression twitched, "...You're not polite at all." -_-! Full text available online for reading and sharing!

"It was you who offered to give me a ride. Miss Mulin, you shouldn't go back on your word," Ling Chunann activated the safety button for himself.

"Hmph."

In the end, Mu linhua still dropped Ling Chunann off outside the house he had bought, and after he got out of the car, she disdainfully sprayed the inside of the car with disinfectant, showing extreme aversion.

Ling Chunann pretended not to see, bid her farewell with a smile, and watched the hovercar disappear into the distance. Ling Chunann regained his composure and walked leisurely towards the gate.

Mulinko's house was large, with two floors, and was looked after by domestic robots, appearing spotless.

After entering with his fingerprint, Ling Chunann collapsed onto the sofa and pinched his fat, "This body is too weak." But this flesh looked tender, and Ling Chunann swallowed his saliva.

Due to the hospital's comprehensive surveillance facilities, Ling Chunann had restrained his desire to eat meat well during this time. 098 thought his illness had already healed. When Ling Chunann raised his hand, 098 panicked, afraid that Ling Chunann would bite himself again, so it hurriedly said, "Wait, Host!"

"What's wrong?" Ling Chunann turned around, puzzled.

"Wouldn't you wait a bit longer? He might come soon..." Biting someone else was better than biting himself. 098 thought without any guilt.

Ling Chunann naturally understood who 098 was referring to and asked back, "Hasn't he already arrived?"

"Huh? Where is he?" 098 was completely confused. "Wait, you don't mean..."

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