How Does Novel Update Frequency Affect Transmigration Story Pacing?

My friend and I transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a wealthy family. When the mission ended, I chose to leave. He fell for the obsessive female lead and chose to stay with her. Eight years later, the system told me that she had locked him in a mental hospital, and he had only three days left to live. When I rushed to him, he was tied to the bed. His eyes were dull, and he kept repeating my name. His crush, Sterling Group's CEO, was planning a grand wedding with the man she truly loved. I looked at my friend’s hands. They had once played the piano with grace. This time, they were covered in countless needle marks. “You came, I knew you would...” He mustered the last of his strength to look at me. “I was a fool. I thought staying by her side was the truest form of my love for her. “I never realized I was only a stepping stone in her path. “Take me home. I don’t want to die here...”

It all started with her dying and some random ass system coming up to her. --- Counterattacking the female lead Yu Meng: Easy, done, everything is solvable with violence. （￣︶￣）↗　 Female lead sacrificing her own best friend Yu Meng: I will put this bitch in her place. (●'◡'●) Boyfriend-male lead dumping the cannon fodder-me for the Bai Yueguang, white moonlight-female lead: Yu Meng: I am clearly way better than those losers, why do I have to pay attention to them? (✿◡‿◡) Destroying the reborn younger-sister with low IQ Yu Meng: My dearest sister, I don't bite. Come hehe (^◕.◕^) Me, the cannon fodder older sister, is accused by the stupid younger-sister female lead who is reborn, of killing her and stealing her life: Yu Meng: Oops, I robbed off your life again, sorry, not sorry ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Making the cheating couple suffer: Yu Meng: Ew but ugh, can we take a moment to appreciate my Husband? (❁'◡'❁) Fighting with the imperial harem beauties for the Emperor's love: Yu Meng:.... Help, the Emperor's acting weird. ('･ω･')? ------------------- "Husbanddddd, do you still love me?" "You have been asking the same thing for the 10th time this night (╬▔皿▔)╯"

The top businesswoman and national socialite Feng Yan died at the hands of her own sister. She thought this would be the end of her, but it seems the god doesn’t want her to die in vain. Unexpectedly, she transmigrated in a novel world with a lame-childish-unreliable (omitted 100 abusive words…) system. Only to find that she a cannon fodder set up so small that her existence is just to show off the female leads kindness-naivety etc. The original owner of the body was also called Feng Yan, with a completely different life. She and her brother were kidnapped and sold by traffickers in a poor village, while she was only 7 years old. When the Feng family finally found her, she was already 18 years old. Her father accused her of not dying outside and her twin sister said “A poor village bitch like you is not qualified to even hold my shoe; you want to be my sister”. While her fiancée who she dated for four years said “Sorry, Feng Yun. I always liked your sister, you will find a better person than me but you’re can’t live without me. Let’s break up”. Seeing this white lotus bitch female lead + a scumbag, Feng Yun could only say “A bitch and her dog, such a perfect couple”. It was said that the top actress Feng Yan has a gorgeous smile and is a total face control. Watch Feng Yun and her system taking revenge destroying the plot, while being chased. Feng Yun says to her system “Hey, didn’t you say the villain’s an old man with a potbelly. Why the hell is that I see this XXX handsome man chasing me, and why is he so sticky? Shouldn’t he be behind the female lead now? You give me away”.

A normal girl is living her typical normal life until an accident causes her to Transmigrate into a not so happy ending novel. It is up to her to create a new identity and give the novel a happy ending or a steamy one as she catches the eyes of the demon CEO who isn't ready to let her go.

She looked at her with contempt, her red heels clicking on the ground. A sinister smile is plastered on her face full of malice. "Whatever you do, he's mine. Even if you go back in time, he's always be mine." Then the man beside the woman with red heels, snaked his hands on her waist. "You'll never be my partner. You're a trash!" The pair walked out of that dark alley and left her coughing blood. At the last seconds of her life, her lifeless eyes closed. *** Jade angrily looked at the last page of the book. She believed that everyone deserves to be happy. She heard her mother calling for her to eat but reading is her first priority. And so, until she felt dizzy reading, she fell asleep. *** Words she can't comprehend rang in her ears. She's now the 'Heather' in the book. [No, I won't change the story. I'll just watch on the sidelines.] This is what she believed not until... "Stop slandering Heather unless you want to lose your necks." That was the beginning of her new life as a character. Cover Illustration: JEIJANDEE (follow her on IG with the same username) Release Schedule: Every Saturday NOTE: This work is undergoing major editing (grammar and stuffs) and hopefully will be finished this month, so expect changes. Thank you~!

I was just a nobody actor, killing time reading a trashy novel where the Omega side-character had my name. His only purpose? To be a disposable prop for the Alpha ML, a walking, talking disaster who gets his life ruined in 50 chapters flat. I hated him. I hated his pathetic weakness. Then I died. And I woke up as him. Now, I'm that cannon fodder. I'm in the body of the fool I despised, on the eve of his public humiliation at the hands of the novel's god-like Alpha, Huo Yan. The worst part? I never finished the book. I know how I'm supposed to die, but I have no idea how this story ends. My only guide is a faint voice in my head, a "Survival System" that gives me one simple, terrifying rule: Don't attract the protagonist. So I have a plan. Be invisible. Be boring. Stay away from Huo Yan. But I messed up. In one desperate moment to save my own skin, I did something unexpected. I showed a spark of talent the original "me" never had. And the Alpha, the man who should be looking at the female lead, is now looking at me. His scent, a predator's frost, hunts me in crowded rooms. His eyes, dark and possessive, follow my every move. He cornered me after a gala, his voice a low growl against my ear. "You are not the Omega from the script," he whispered, his touch branding my skin. "You are a liar. And I will peel back every layer until I find the truth." The plot is broken. The Alpha is obsessed. And my survival system is flashing red. I came here to avoid my death, but now I'm terrified I might just be the reason this story becomes a tragedy.