In the blink of an eye, it was already Wednesday of the following week.

Lin Zichen welcomed the day his novel officially went online and on that very day, he used up all his saved drafts, updating fifty thousand words in one go.

The readers were ecstatic, showering him with praise, calling him a god of literature.

After that, he maintained a daily update of ten thousand words, continuing to keep his readers thrilled.

The readers enthusiastically voted and tipped to support him.

Under the combined blessing of Use It or Lose It and Innate Wisdom, after a month of typing practice, he could now easily write ten thousand words per hour.

Spending only an hour a day writing wouldn’t interfere with his daily training, which was acceptable.

“Xiao Chen, your book’s doing great. If you can keep up a steady ten thousand words a day without the story collapsing, you might earn around fifty thousand yuan in the first month. Once you’ve written more, earning a hundred thousand a month won’t be a problem,” Lin Yansheng analyzed with a smile.

Zhang Wanxin looked excited, saying, “My Xiao Chen really is an all-around genius. Still in high school, yet already earning almost as much as his parents.”

Lin Yansheng said self-deprecatingly, “Thinking back, my first book was technically signed, but the number of subscribers could be counted on one hand. Even after exhausting myself writing every month, I could barely make a few hundred yuan in manuscript fees.”

At that moment, both husband and wife couldn’t help feeling emotional.

A true all-around genius was remarkable. No matter the field, he could achieve far more than ordinary people.

And the effort required to reach those heights was probably less than a tenth of what others had to give.

“Xiao Chen, even though writing novels is profitable, you must remember that your main focus should still be your studies. Don’t let your grades drop, understand?”

“You must listen to your father. In this world, no matter how rich an ordinary person is, they still can’t compare to a Gene Fuser who’s surpassed the limits of humanity,” his parents said sincerely.

Lin Zichen nodded, “Don’t worry, Mom, Dad, I know how to balance things.”

Fifty thousand, maybe even a hundred thousand a month?

With that kind of income, he wouldn’t have to worry about the funds needed to unlock the Aberrant Beast Compendium.

While the book was newly released, he had to publish more words and aim to earn enough in the first two months to unlock the Violent Eagle Compendium.

With that goal in mind, over the next half month, Lin Zichen focused on his daily training, helped Shen Qinghan with her special training and paid close attention to his novel’s performance.

The better the results, the more royalties he’d earn and the sooner he could unlock the Violent Eagle Compendium.

To earn more, he sometimes typed on his phone even during class.

His plan was to unlock the Violent Eagle Compendium first, then go back to his original study schedule.

* * *

Time passed day by day.

During martial arts class that day, Han Yuanfeng organized an in-class sparring session to assess the students’ progress.

As usual, Lin Zichen dominated the field, defeating everyone without giving them a chance to fight back.

In the process, he earned 888 yuan and gained dozens of completion experience points for his Natural Selection achievement.

In contrast, Shen Qinghan still couldn’t beat anyone and once again came in dead last.

But unlike before, she now had some ability to fight back.

In the previous sparring session, when she faced Wen Yuntong, who ranked second to last in the class, she had been kicked off the stage within three seconds.

This time, she managed to hold out for nearly three minutes.

And not by turtling, but by actually fighting back.

She landed several punches and kicks on Wen Yuntong.

Han Yuanfeng praised her improvement, telling her to keep it up.

Time passed quickly and as class was about to end, Han Yuanfeng said to the students, “A month from now, we’ll be challenging the strongest elite class of the second years. Our goal is to defeat everyone except their top three. Do you all have confidence?”

““Yes!”” the students responded loudly.

Hearing that, Han Yuanfeng smiled in satisfaction.

He then called over the four strongest students in class and patiently analyzed the top fighters in the second-year elite class.

* * *

Before long, the bell rang.

Lin Zichen didn’t leave school but instead returned to the classroom with Shen Qinghan, Li Chuxin and He Yu.

It was their group’s turn to handle class duty today, so they had to clean up the classroom.

[You and your teammates cleaned the blackboard, total completed tasks +1]

[You and your teammates swept the floor clean, total completed tasks +1]

[You and your teammates mopped the floor clean, total completed tasks +1]

[...]

[You and your teammates arranged the desks neatly, total completed tasks +1]

“Finally done cleaning!” He Yu sighed in relief after placing the last desk.

He then couldn’t help complaining, “Zichen, you take this too seriously. Other groups just sweep the floor a bit and call it a day, but you make us mop and arrange desks every time. You’re killing us here.”

Li Chuxin rolled her eyes, “If you hate it so much, then don’t do it. No one’s forcing you.”

He Yu crossed his legs like an old man and said, “Can’t do that. We’re a team of four. Either we all work, or none of us do. I’m not being the lone wolf.”

Lin Zichen smiled, “This one’s on me. Since it’s my fault you all had to work harder, I’ll buy everyone milk tea later as an apology.”

Hearing that, He Yu immediately stopped complaining and grinned, “Zichen—no, godfather—how could I say no to that?”

Lin Zichen smiled silently, then focused his thoughts on the void to check his Social Animal achievement progress.

[Achievement: Complete 1000 tasks through teamwork]

[Reward: Gain biological attribute—Social Animal]

[Total tasks completed: 608/1000]

Just 392 more to go.

If he stayed diligent, he could complete it in about a month.

‘I wonder what effect the Social Animal biological attribute will have…’

Just then, Li Chuxin, who had been fine a moment ago, suddenly lay her head on the desk and began to cry softly.

Shen Qinghan asked with concern, “Chuxin, what’s wrong?”

Li Chuxin lifted her tear-streaked face, “My mom just told me on WeChat that my cat—the one that could do backflips—fell off the balcony and died... Waaaah...”

“It’s just a cat, why are you so upset?” He Yu asked, baffled.

Li Chuxin glared at him, “People like you, who have no compassion, will never understand the bond between a cat and its owner!”

“Yeah, yeah, I don’t get it,” He Yu said, pulling out a tissue and handing it to her, “Here, stop crying, wipe your tears.”

Surprised, Li Chuxin took the tissue, her eyes still red, “Didn’t expect someone as loud as you to hand me a tissue like a gentleman.”

She began to wipe her tears, then paused, frowning, “Wait, why does this tissue smell funny?”

“Oh, that’s the one I used after going to the bathroom this morning,” He Yu replied honestly.

“...”

“Ugh—”

Li Chuxin went from grief to disgust in an instant.

Later, with a fresh slap mark on his face, He Yu smiled and said, “By the way, my family’s opening the first martial arts dojo in Shanhai City in a few days. You three better come by and show some support. I’ll give you all free supreme VIP memberships.”

““Next time for sure.””