@ReachZhaiTW version 3.9.2
zen_agni

- Joined Sep 20, 2017
I have been experiencing this issue for some days. As per the new system we can get more spirit stones by watching ads while checking in. When i click sometimes it shows ads and at the end i get extra spirit stones but many times i get spirit stones without watching ads. Same happens with watching ads to earn 5 spirit stones.
- In Comic system
Please give information sir/madam @WEBNOVEL_OFFICIAL . Are comics also going to have premium for free system ? Or different system ? Put some light on this matter beforehand so we don't have high hopes.
@WEBNOVEL_OFFICIAL Please share your opinion about this suggestion.
Thank you everyone for sharing your honest opinions.
- In Comic system
When will be the comic system implemented which was hopefully going to be implemented till the end of May month ?
A suggestion : In foresight that in future there will be many new novels and comics ( which are to be hopefully added until May ends) and some of them will eventually become premium please consider giving 1 ad per hour instead of 1 ad per day to earn spirit stones or any other way to earn spirit stones in future.
Thank you to everyone for giving their honest opinions.
My dead dream (poem)
Have you found me, at last, O my Dream? Seven eons ago
You died and I buried you deep under forests of snow.
Why have you come hither? Who bade you awake from your sleep
And track me beyond the cerulean foam of the deep?Would you tear from my lintels these sacred green garlands of leaves?
Would you scare the white, nested, wild pigeons of joy from my eaves?
Would you touch and defile with dead fingers the robes of my priest?
Would you weave your dim moan with the chantings of love at my feast?Go back to your grave, O my Dream, under forests of snow,
Where a heart-riven child hid you once, seven eons ago.
Who bade you arise from your darkness? I bid you depart!
Profane not the shrines I have raised in the clefts of my heart.by Sarojini Naidu
Cradle song (poem)
From groves of spice,
O'er fields of rice,
Athwart the lotus-stream,
I bring for you,
Aglint with dew
A little lovely dream.Sweet, shut your eyes,
The wild fire-fiies
Dance through the fairy neem;
From the poppy-bole
For you I stole
A little lovely dream.Dear eyes, good-night,
In golden light
The stars around you gleam;
On you I press
With soft caress
A little lovely dream.by Sarojini Naidu
Autumn song (poem)
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
The wild wind blows in a cloud.Hark to a voice that is calling
To my heart in the voice of the wind:
My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,
And why should I stay behind?by Sarojini Naidu
Heaven of freedom (poem)
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held highWhere knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
– Rabindranath Tagore