Logging into his video account, Gu Mo noticed an increase in his followers.
It wasn't particularly explosive, like an overnight sensation, currently just over twenty thousand followers... indeed not much, but they weren't fake followers. Compared to his previously ager follower count, this was a qualitative leap.
Moreover, in the four latest videos he released, the plays, likes, comnts, and bullet comnts had all relatively increased, which was genuine popularity.
However, it was obvious that this popularity gathered in a short period had no stable foundation. Especially after he disappeared without a word for half a month, without any news, it began to rapidly dissipate.
Gu Mo browsed through the comnts in his latest video, looking from the reverse order, starting from the back.
It seed like after about a week of silence, a large number of people started knocking on their bowls, waiting for updates, urging for more content. There were a good hundred comnts all published during that period, but at that ti, Gu Mo had already entered the Dungeon World, so there was no way to respond, much less release new videos.
At first, it was nothing, but as there continued to be no response and no new updates, fans gradually realized sothing was wrong.
The number of people urging for updates increased, but still, there was no response. Slowly, more and more people beca pessimistic. Until now, almost everyone was convinced that there would be no further updates.
The current trend in the comnts section was mostly like this, with so expressing dissatisfaction, while others showed understanding.
...
"It's over, it's over, everyone might as well disperse…"
"That damned video creator hasn't made a peep, it's been so many days without an update, zero credibility, blocked and blacklisted..."
"Actually, I can understand it. You can tell the video was made with heart. Although the special effects weren't many, whatever was there seed very real, though brief, and often just simple shots, but I feel it cost quite a bit."
"I feel the sa, you can tell these few episodes spared no expense, whether it's special effects or actors, they were all very good. It's just a sha it didn't get popular, and the niche was rather small, can't always run at a loss powered by love alone..."
...
After browsing through a few, Gu Mo nodded slightly.
He walked to the mirror, opened the system panel to check the achievent list, looking at the progress, which could be seen as a long-term main quest active in the real world.
— "Inconspicuous I (Bronze): Unremarkable, known by few. Specific effect unknown, progress to the next level: 69/100."
It seed the progress had slightly increased compared to before entering the dungeon, but not significantly. It appeared to be within reach if he just pushed a little harder, but how slowly the actual progress was growing was sothing only Gu Mo himself knew.
"Hope the rewards are worth it..."
Gu Mo sighed, then opened the database, skillfully entering the play records.
The number of tasks he had undergone, and the dungeons were clearly listed above. The first few didn't require a look; if it wasn't midnight snacks, then he was cluelessly dragged into so special situation, probably resulting in being instantly killed by a resurrected final boss.
Just thinking about it made Gu Mo feel embarrassed; perhaps in that Curse Realm, he'd already beco a joke... It's like a dark history, making him want to find a hole to crawl into just from thinking about it, much less actually going back to review it.
If it weren't for the absence of a record deletion function, Gu Mo would've pretended it never happened, choosing ignorance as bliss.
His gaze lingered montarily on the penultimate record option, and Gu Mo found that the "cover" pattern seed to change with ti. Now the "cover" of this record had beco the city head of Rice Leaf Mountain Castle, where he saw himself standing at a high place, gazing at the vast, orderly rice fields of the Mino Plain.
Beside him stood a quiet, black-haired, straight-haired girl with princess-cut bangs, looking sowhat unsettled wearing an unfamiliar long-sleeved kimono, unsure of what she was thinking as she looked into the distance.
— At the sa ti, the distant background wallpaper was of a setting sun.
Gu Mo slightly reminisced, this seed to have happened on the evening of the day after acknowledging kinship because the old Viper was overjoyed, already cherishing his daughter dearly. Coupled with a sense of guilt and indebtedness, he was eager to compensate Hidechika super abundantly.
For a girl who was unfamiliar and not used to it, having always lived solitary, there was no way to imdiately adapt to this overwhelming enthusiasm and passionate familial love, naturally feeling the urge to escape...
That's how it was that evening. Gu Mo, not favored by Saito Dosan, felt that the old man, for so reason, just couldn't see him in a good light. So he avoided the awkwardness and headed to the city head for the view. Soon, Ah Xiu, escaping her father's fervor, ca by as well.
Even though they were treated differently, both couldn't stand Saito Dosan; that evening, they watched the scenery from the city head.
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