Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The readers who come back to the cat may have a psychological shadow, and each time they see a single chapter, they chirp in their mind.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm gonna take OTZ again.

Last week said it was a minor accident, not in good condition, because I found two two-week old cats thrown away. As I said on Twitter, the pet store near the cat was too small to accept them, said it was difficult to support them, so I kept them for now, feeding the sheep's milk every three or four hours. For both of them, I have slept only two or three hours for several nights in a row. Better these two days, sometimes once every four or five hours.

After all, I got it back. I have to keep it.

I went back to my home today. I was going to postpone my return for both reasons. The old man specifically called and said that I could take care of the cat with me, so I decided to take the cat with me in the afternoon. This time it will be longer at home. Tormented the day, can't update tonight, can't watch chapters that aren't in good shape to kick out.

Tomorrow… Tomorrow the siblings of my peers will group up to paint the beast, and I don't think it will be updated.

Number 10 restores the update, makes up for… I try.

The starting full-time standard is 4,000 words per day, according to this standard (don't yell at me, I'm lazy, the standard is too high to power up), I calculate how much this would have been owed, try to make up for it before it's over.

It is also expected that this article will be completed by September this year.