Chapter 4

"100,000 RMB?"

Zhou Hong was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard wrong. Someone had tipped his son's new book 100,000 RMB. Was this really true?

Zhou Yang nodded excitedly, "That's right, 100,000 RMB! We can get half of it on the 5th of next month!"

After Zhou Yang confirmed it, Zhou Hong finally believed it. However, was this too coincidental? Just as he was about to go to the capital, someone tipped 100,000 RMB, solving the family's urgent problem. This trip to the capital seemed unnecessary now. The courage he had mustered up also dissipated with the 100,000 RMB tip, but Zhou Hong felt a sense of relief.

To ask his brother-in-law and in-laws for help would be more painful than death, but for his child, he had no choice!

"Yangyang, congratulations, you've finally made it."

As a father, Zhou Hong felt deeply gratified that his son had achieved something. His tone was filled with joy.

Zhou Yang, moved, said, "Dad, thank you. If it weren't for your support all along, I wouldn't have been able to persist until now. If it weren't for you letting me freely pursue my dreams, I wouldn't be where I am today." Although *Battle Through the Heavens* hadn't become a huge hit yet, this 10 million Origin Coins tip was like a shot of confidence. It not only filled Zhou Yang with confidence, making him believe that *Battle Through the Heavens* would definitely succeed, but also that it wouldn't take too long, as the current number of favorites already indicated some success.

"By the way, Dad, when do you plan to return from the capital?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Hehe, I'm not going anymore," Zhou Hong smiled and shook his head. "There's no need to go to the capital now."

Hearing this, Zhou Yang scratched his head, quite puzzled.

Zhou Hong didn't bother to explain, just smiled and let it go.

At this moment, the door opened, and Zhou Xing walked out, saying, "Dad, Big Brother, what are you whispering about so early in the morning? Wait, it's already noon, time to eat." But the table was empty. Usually, Zhou Hong would prepare a few dishes to reward his son, but today he hadn't done anything.

"Dad, why didn't you cook today?" Zhou Xing asked, puzzled.

Zhou Hong scolded with a smile, "All you think about is eating. Can't you cook yourself?" Then he shook his head, "Wait here, I'll go cook."

Zhou Xing shouted, "Wait, let me do it!"

Under the puzzled gazes of Zhou Hong and Zhou Yang, Zhou Xing rushed into the kitchen and shouted, "Today, I'll cook a few dishes to show my respect to Dad and reward Big Brother. Don't think I can't cook just because I don't usually do it. My cooking is top-notch, and not just anyone can taste it!"

Zhou Yang swallowed, not out of hunger but out of fear.

"Xing, are you trying to poison us?" Zhou Yang trembled.

"Very likely!" Zhou Hong whispered.

...

"Xing, who taught you this? It's delicious, really delicious!" Zhou Yang praised while eating, his chopsticks moving quickly, and in no time, the plates were empty.

Zhou Hong was a bit more reserved, but his mouth was also greasy, clearly having eaten a lot. Zhou Xing, the chef, didn't get much to eat. The dishes were all taken by his unscrupulous father and brother, and he only had a small bowl, mostly watching the two of them devour the food in shock.

After the meal, Zhou Hong set off for the hospital, leaving Zhou Xing and Zhou Yang to watch the house.

Zhou Xing naturally didn't see the hint of relief on Zhou Hong's face as he left.

"Brother, keep writing your novel. I'll wash the dishes," Zhou Xing stood up to clear the table.

Zhou Yang's view of his brother changed again, "My brother has indeed changed, but for the better." Seeing his brother become more sensible, Zhou Yang was genuinely happy and relieved.

...

In the afternoon.

Zhou Xing logged into Origin Chinese Network, and his personal page showed hundreds of private messages. The effect of being a big spender was indeed powerful.

He clicked into them and found that most were advertisements. Some authors described their situations as very pitiful, while others were overly confident. "Please, you're here to ask for help, not to act like a big shot. Get your role straight," Zhou Xing shook his head and deleted all such advertisements, leaving only those that looked decent.

"System, buy me 10 million Origin Coins."

"Processing, please wait..."

"Purchase complete. 10 million Origin Coins have been transferred to the host's account. Reminder: The host still has 997 million RMB available for spending."

The once-arrogant big spender system had transformed into a professional recharger.

The big spender system was on the verge of tears!

When will I get back to being a true big spender? I'm waiting so long, I'm about to wither.

Zhou Xing counted and found there were still over 90 advertisements left.

Following these advertisements, Zhou Xing didn't care if the books were good or not; he tipped 100,000 Origin Coins to each author as a show of support!

*Clap, clap, clap...*

The grand tipping journey began!

"[Tip] Overwhelmed with emotion, your talent deserves this tip! 'Zhou Xing' tips 'Xing Jue' 100,000 Origin Coins: Encouragement, author, keep it up."

"Congratulations, 'Zhou Xing' has become the patron of *Planet Entertainment*!"

"[Tip] Overwhelmed with emotion, your talent deserves this tip! 'Zhou Xing' tips 'Jiu Jian Jiu Jiu' 100,000 Origin Coins: Encouragement, author, keep it up."

"Congratulations, 'Zhou Xing' has become the patron of *I and the System Are Friends*!"

"[Tip] Overwhelmed with emotion, your talent deserves this tip! 'Zhou Xing' tips 'Xiao Chen' 100,000 Origin Coins: Encouragement, author, keep it up."

"Congratulations, 'Zhou Xing' has become the patron of *Super God*!"

*The Rags to Riches Story*, *Reincarnation*, *A Veteran Player in a Different World*, *Rebirth to the Extreme*, *The Prodigal Prince*, *Full Tang Spring*, *The Greatest Summoner*, *Iron-Blooded Special Forces*, *The God of the End Times*, *Proud Sword Rebirth*, and 96 other novels were all within the tipping range. In other words, Zhou Xing directly created 96 patrons, using up 9.6 million Origin Coins.

There were still 400,000 Origin Coins left in his account.

Too noticeable, keep tipping!

Zhou Xing randomly selected 4 books from the new book list of signed authors, clicked the 100,000 Origin Coins tip, and confirmed. Thus, the last 400,000 Origin Coins also completed their mission.

A hundred patrons, but not of books, of readers! In just a few minutes, Zhou Xing became a hundred-patron big spender reader!

This speed instantly broke a series of records!

"This is the highest level!" Zhou Xing thought to himself, narcissistically.

After deleting the advertisements in the private messages, there were still over a hundred left.

A significant portion were requests to befriend him.

"Big spender, let's be friends." Ignored.

"Big Brother Zhou, do you have a girlfriend?" Miss, please be serious.

"Mr. Zhou, want to be friends?" Gay, stay away.

"Brother, I dropped my soap, can you pick it up for me?" What about my dignity!

Reading these private messages, Zhou Xing was drenched in sweat, feeling that he couldn't keep up with the times. When did so many weirdos appear on Earth?

The Gods: Kid, the gold patron I reserved was snatched by you. You've got guts! If you dare, join the QQ group: 123456789, and see how I deal with you!

Zhou Xing shrank his neck, genuinely scared.

The Gods was a powerful and dominant woman who had caused a stir on Origin Chinese Network multiple times, one of the new generation of big spender tycoons and a representative of many big spender readers. She had been a rising star in recent years, even the ancient patrons like F Alliance and Purple Moon didn't dare to underestimate her. However, now, the big spender landscape on Origin Chinese Network would be disrupted. Wherever Zhou Xing went, it wouldn't be peaceful.

In addition, there were over 30 invitations to join QQ groups.

However, Zhou Xing didn't join all of them, only choosing the QQ groups of the patrons of the ten red books and the mysterious QQ group invited by The Gods.

A total of 11 QQ groups!

When joining the QQ groups, Zhou Xing directly entered "Zhou Xing" in the verification box.

The QQ group owners immediately trembled: "The big spender is here!"

Without a word, they let him in.

Zhou Xing's phone immediately rang with a series of coughs. Before he could send a message, the QQ groups started buzzing with 'drip' sounds, non-stop. Each QQ group was lively, with hundreds of people welcoming him, making Zhou Xing's fingers twitch.

After a few minutes, Zhou Xing was dizzy and disoriented, wanting to ask: Is this a book friend QQ group or a welcome ceremony QQ group?

"These days, being a big spender isn't easy!" Zhou Xing was on the verge of tears.

It took a long time for the excitement to die down. Zhou Xing said in the QQ groups, "Thank you all for the warm welcome. I have something to do, so I'll chat later." Then he disappeared, sending this message in ten QQ groups. After a three-minute farewell ceremony, Zhou Xing was finally free.

Wiping the sweat, Zhou Xing blocked all ten QQ groups and then entered the last one.

This QQ group had very few members, only a dozen or so.

QQ group owner—The Gods.

QQ group managers: Soul of Helan Mountain, Young Master Hao Yu, Wind Horn, Phoenix Dance Cloud Dream, Dragon Chant Moon...

QQ group members: None.

Zhou Xing's sweat started flowing again: "So, except for the owner, everyone else is a manager!"

Looking at the nicknames of the QQ group managers, Zhou Xing's sweat wouldn't stop. Soul of Helan Mountain, Dragon Chant Moon, and others, weren't they all big spenders among big spenders? Any one of them could be the patron of a book, or even several books! If patrons could be ranked, these people would undoubtedly be at the top!

"A true big spender QQ group." Zhou Xing swallowed, but a mischievous smile appeared on his face, "But, I like it!"