After a seven-day slumber, Chen Yun discovers that his body is undergoing inexplicable metamorphoses that cannot be explained by science. Evolving flesh, unimaginable abilities, mystical secrets... All his previous pursuits now seem trivial, including money and career. The existence of a mythical realm in fantasy also doesn't seem too far off.
March 14th, nine o'clock in the morning.
Chen Yun, having finished his workout, quickly handed over several drafts he'd written in the past few days to editor Meteor, and then successfully received praise mixed with surprise.
According to editor Meteor, with his current writing quality, coupled with this exaggerated "feed-you-till-you're-full" word count speed, he was sure to take off.
About that.
Chen Yun was happy, but he was noncommittal.
The necessity of making money from writing wasn't completely absent, after all, he still had family and the desire to live a normal modern life.
However, its necessity for him had lessened significantly.
Making money was a need, but it was no longer an urgent one.
Otherwise, if he really wanted money, he would have gone to the casinos a long time ago with his outrageous abilities and wreaked havoc.
In front of him, no matter whether it was the Gambling God or the Gambling Saint, they would all have to stand aside.