Comprehensive manga: daily UP master

Chapter 60 Race with Time

September 9rd was just as normal.

Gu Tong fell asleep for a long time, sleeping from early morning until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Lu Mingfei seemed to have called him once, but he was not woken up.

It seems that every time you enter the dimensional arena, your energy will be greatly consumed.

Especially when I woke up the next day, I felt extremely tired, as if my whole body was in shackles, at least Gu Tong felt so.

Gu Tong didn't know what those guys with monster physiques were thinking.

He only knew that Lu Mingfei and the others were all alive and kicking when they woke up the next day, as if they were not affected at all.

"After all, I'm still an ordinary person." Gu Tong glanced at his palm.

It's hard not to feel self-doubting when you put an average person in the middle of a group of talented people.

Talent is like a sharp knife, which will unknowingly injure the mediocre people around you.

Gu Tong turned over, turned on the lights in apartment 506, and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Without thinking much, he carried the laptop next to the bed to the table, plugged it in and turned it on.

There is still an hour until the end of September 9.

If there is no system task [-] success notification sound within this hour, it means that the execution of his task failed.

The reward for failing this mission is to clear his character card library that has not yet been realized.

There will also be a reduction in the number of card draws for all categories in the future, but now Gu Tong has relaxed his mind.

Because he can't change anything anymore, he has done everything he can.

He can't go to Taobao and buy a service to increase the number of views to make up for the insufficient number of views.

That is unlikely, and the system should not recognize the playback volume obtained in this way.

Besides, Gu Tong still planned to make a living by making videos in the future. It would be troublesome for this kind of black material to be exposed when he became famous, so he thought it was better to avoid it.

Although he said that this system task must be completed even at any cost.

But if he couldn't finish it, he would apologize properly and let Lu Mingfei return to his original world without any thoughts.

Gu Tong directly used his computer to log in to his Bilibili account, and clicked on the main homepage of UP.

Looking at the video he posted early this morning, his pupils shrank slightly.

88, and the data is still rising.

One hour left.

Gu Tong slightly estimated whether it would be possible to reach [-] views within an hour at this rate of increase.

But the final result he got is very pessimistic, because as the time period gets later and later, there will definitely be fewer and fewer users who watch videos.

The rate of increase in the number of broadcasts will only show a downward trend, but there is still a full [-] short at the moment, which is not a small number.

It's night time now, and it can be said that there are very few office workers still visiting Station B at this hour.

Twenty thousand.

Cold sweat dripped down Gu Tong's forehead. Originally, he hadn't heard the system beep and his heart was half cold.

But this time the situation is different, only [-] views are needed to complete the task!

This situation is equivalent to that his green caterpillar is about to evolve into a cracked seat, and then suddenly finds that his game machine's battery is almost cleared on the evolution interface.

Success is just around the corner, it's only [-] yuan, Gu Tong felt his eyes were about to pop out.

But there were no thoughts in his mind, and he felt like his mind was blank.

Time is still passing by bit by bit, and half an hour soon passed, and the number of views of the video has also increased to 89.

"There is still a chance. The current increase rate of broadcast volume is 10 per minute, and I still have [-] minutes." Gu Tong suppressed his uneasiness forcibly, and let himself breathe a sigh of relief. His cold sweat had spread all over his back .

But at this time, the growth of playback volume has stagnated.

At the point of 89, the increase in playback volume suddenly slowed down like a turtle crawling. Gu Tong froze in place. He felt that his five fingers were too stiff to move.

There are two 10 minutes.

There are only two and ten minutes left.

Gu Tong stared blankly at the screen of his laptop. The increase in playback volume had dropped to a hundred per minute. He didn't know why this was happening.

If this system mission fails, he knows what the cost will be.

It can be said that all his plans will be disrupted in an instant. The two character cards of Uchiha Obito and Nohara Rin that he planned to materialize after sending Chu Zihang and the others away will disappear.

The same is true for Shangsue Rika, which will be returned to the system card library.

He didn't know if he would still get the opportunity to draw key words in the future, even if he got it, it would be offset by the punishment of this system mission.

"I promised him." Gu Tong stared blankly at the 89 views on the screen.

10 minutes, 970 views.

Can this be done.
Gu Tong felt that his head was about to swell to the point of bursting, and cold sweat soaked his whole body.

Obviously, he was only one step away from success, yet God seemed to be playing a joke on him.

Go to Chu Zihang and the others for help?
Gu Tong thought in a daze, "How can they help me? They have helped me enough. It would be too shameful to ask them to help in this kind of thing, and what they have to do is only 10 minutes away."

A feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body, and the hearty laughter of Peter Parker while watching the movie passed into his ears through the wall. At this moment, he felt so alienated from his companions who were only separated by a wall.

Obviously he felt that he was about to explode, and it was obviously such an important matter, but he couldn't seek their help at all, and he was completely powerless.

The number of views is still slowly rising, and now it is 89.

Still short of 9500 plays.

It's only 9500 views. Gu Tong would have thought that 9500 views was pitifully small in his past.

Now that he can make high-quality videos with even over [-] views, he will never take such a small number of views seriously.

The person who would long for such a small amount of broadcasts like a defeated dog would only be him in the past.

It was the same with him a few months ago. Every time he posted a video, he watched in despair as the number of views on the UP main homepage increased at an extremely slow rate.

At that time, he remembered that there were cases where the playback volume only increased by one or two in half an hour.

He is the same as back then.

Staring dryly at the screen of the laptop, looking at the almost unchanging numbers on the screen, I had to accept my incompetence.

"Don't bow your head for too long, you'll forget how to look up."

Chu Zihang's words came to mind.

What would Chu Zihang do?
What would a mixed-race elite with a very high IQ who was born at the top do?

Even Chu Zihang couldn't do it. He only had so little time, what else could he do.
"It should be different now." Gu Tong looked at the box next to the table that contained two bottles of abnormal gene stable serum:

"I promised Lu Mingfei that I would let him see Erika one more time before sending him back. How could I fail?"

"We can't rest on our laurels. There is definitely a way." Gu Tong stared at the computer screen.

Suddenly he remembered something, he was not alone, he also had a partner on Douyin, the creator of short Douyin videos with the online name Mo Yuhe Ling.

Gu Tong suddenly opened his QQ, found Mo Yuheling's QQ number specially marked in the QQ list, and opened the message page without hesitation.

He tweeted frantically, although he felt that it was impolite to do so.

After all, it was already late at night, but he still did it.

Because time does not give him a chance to breathe, he only has 15 minutes, and if he can't make up the 15 views in these [-] minutes, all the efforts he has made in the past four days.

All his efforts for Eri and his future plans will be shattered into smoke, leaving him with the same feeling of incompetence as before.

"Please, reply to me, I really need you," Gu Tong gritted his teeth and muttered softly.

The blank message page was filled with Gu Tong's shaking messages, and Mo Yuhe Ling's QQ avatar was still black.

She is not online.

It seems that Gu Tong's last glimmer of hope has also disappeared.

Gu Tong switched to the UP main page of station B again, waiting for a miracle to happen, but the miracle did not happen.

The playback volume is still rising at the slow rate of one hundred per minute.

At this speed, it is simply a dream to get more than 15 views in 9000 minutes.

Even if it is twelve o'clock at this speed, Gu Tong is still short of [-] playbacks to reach the standard of the system task.

Eight thousand, a seemingly small number, was like a chasm that stopped Gu Tong there.

Just when Gu Tong felt that everything around him was extremely silent and he could only hear the sound of the second hand of the clock on the wall turning, a message notification sound came from his QQ.

Gu Tong's gloomy pupils were lit up in an instant, and he suddenly switched to the QQ page.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yuhe Ling replied to Gu Tong's TikTok message.

Gu Tong's pupils contracted, and he felt that the corners of his eyes were almost red.

It was completely unexpected for him to be able to contact the other party at this point in time.

Gu Tong quickly weaved the language in his mind, and at the same time his hands were already on the keyboard.

"Can you post a short video for me, and you can delete it later, as long as the video can bring my latest video link of station B, it will be fine, and it is best to have a direct and convenient way to jump , the kind that you can jump to with just one click.”

Gu Tong typed on the keyboard extremely fast. He had never felt that his typing speed was so fast.

Mo Yuhe Ling replied: "Yes, yes, but is it necessary to be in such a hurry? The response to your video release on my platform has been very good. If you are steady and do it step by step without making any mistakes, the results will be even better." There’s no need to rush things.”

Gu Tong's fingers were dripping with cold sweat, and he tapped the keyboard quickly:

"If the video can reach 90 views before twelve o'clock tonight, I can get something, but now it is close to [-] views, only you can help me."

Mo Yu He Ling was silent for a moment: "Okay, I'll help you."

Cold sweat ran down Gu Tong's back:

"It's only 4 minutes. Although I really don't want to rush, please hurry up, even if you just record the screen of my Bilibili homepage and post a short video."

Mo Yuheling said: "That's what I intend to do."

Without thinking much, Gu Tong found the mobile phone he had placed under the pillow on the bed before going to bed.

He turned on his phone, quickly entered the lock screen password, and opened the short video app Douyin.

"Please, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Gu Tong's face turned a little pale, and he murmured to himself.

The time on the phone is still beating, and it is already 23:48.

There are only [-] minutes left, and whether they can create a miracle in these [-] minutes depends on the appeal of the author of the short video, Mo Yuheling.

Mo Yuheling is a short video author with close to 200 million fans, and only has [-] views. Although it sounds mysterious, what if it really happens?
"I don't want to fail again." Gu Tong felt that his hands were a little pale and weak.

The time came to 23:49.

Gu Tong refreshed Mo Yu He Ling's short video homepage over and over again, waiting for the video that Mo Yu He Ling was talking about to appear.

He knew that if a short video author like Mo Yuhe Ling posted a short video that was close to an advertisement, it would definitely ruin passers-by.

But Mo Yuhe Ling still did this.

This alone is enough to move him, no matter whether he succeeds or not in the end this time, Gu Tong will express his deepest gratitude to her.

The time came to 23:50.

With only the last 10 minutes left, Gu Tong felt like a prisoner on the execution platform.

Time is the executioner carrying the butcher's knife. Every second that passes, the butcher's knife gets closer and closer to his head. He feels like he is suffocating.

Some suppressed, forbearable emotions are about to burst out.

He wanted to yell, but felt like he was getting a little too emotional, it was just a simple thing.

It is impossible for a person not to fail. Sometimes it is normal to stumble. How can a person allow himself not to fail? A person who does not fail or make mistakes is not a human being.

"Is it time to comfort yourself now?" Gu Tong held his forehead and laughed to himself.

At this moment, he refreshed to the latest short video released by Mo Yuheling.

The content of the short video is that Mo Yuheling directly recorded the content of Gu Tong's UP main homepage.

She even directly called on her fans to help Gu Tongchong increase the views of the latest Dimension Arena video.

That's right, she let go of all her face and called on her fans to go to other platforms to add playback volume for other video authors in an extremely direct way. This is already a violation of the Douyin platform.

Which platform would allow its own video creator to actually call on his fans to go to other platforms, and what he did was to collect the number of views.

In the last 10 minutes, Gu Tong switched to the UP main homepage after seeing the short video, staring at the views of the latest video like a vicious dog.

There was no movement in the first minute, and the rising speed was still the same slow.

2 minutes passed, and the speed of the rise seemed to increase slightly.

3 minutes passed, and the rate of increase became faster and faster.

Four minutes passed, and the rate of increase was so fast that Gu Tong couldn't believe it.

By the last 5 minutes, the rate of increase had reached [-] plays per minute.

5000 plays.

6000 plays.

7000 plays.

8000 plays.

By the last minute, we were only 1 plays short of the goal.

This is the slowest 60 seconds that Gu Tong has ever experienced in his life. These 60 seconds represent a lot of things, but his mood has been relieved.

When waiting for the last five seconds, Gu Tong looked at the playback volume on the screen, which was still short of the last three. That's right, the last three playback volumes.

"Hey, is this the video that guy took?" Qi Ya's voice came from the next door.

"Let me just say he has a hand." Lu Mingfei touched Qi Ya's shoulder with his own and said.

"Keep your voice down, he doesn't really want you to see him." Chu Zihang said.

"You are the most evil person, senior fellow apprentice," Lu Mingfei said disdainfully.

The voices of the people next door gradually fell, and in the last second, the playback volume on the screen reached 90.

(End of this chapter)