The story of the second generation of immortals ends here.
When I finish writing this book.
Don't know why.
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
There is a feeling of relief.
It's like a burden has been lifted.
It seems that an extremely important task has been completed.
It’s a different feeling than finishing writing Fake Fairy.
It doesn't bring me happiness and fulfillment.
When writing a book becomes a burden.
That feeling is really uncomfortable.
People who have not experienced it will not understand.
Especially when that torture lasted for nearly a year.
Now I finally feel relaxed all over.
There is a feeling of freedom.
In order not to affect everyone’s mood of reading the book.
There are some things I can only say here.
yes.
I wrote this book with great enthusiasm.
I also vowed that I would write the story well and present a perfect story to everyone, but I missed the promise and I couldn't do it...
I write books full time.
I can no longer ignore my income and achievements and live solely in the world of books.
Especially when everything requires money and I am the breadwinner of the family.
Writers are human beings too and need to live.
When you first encounter the blow.
It was when it was first put on the shelves.
At that time, the first order was significantly lower than expected.
But I kept comforting myself and saying it didn't matter.
If you keep writing till the end, more and more people will join you and your results will get better and better.
I did persevere.
But the results are not getting better and better.
I kept looking for where the problem was.
But I can't find it.
I can only follow the original rhythm.
Go step by step.
It seems to be moving forward step by step.
But it gives me the feeling that I am falling into a quagmire step by step.
The reality is.
The number of people chasing books is slowly decreasing.
Income is also slowly decreasing.
The worse the results.
The less I am in the mood to write.
The less I am in the mood to write.
The worse the results will be.
Slowly falling into a vicious cycle.
I know this is wrong.
I also know that when writing a book, one must be positive, optimistic, and full of enthusiasm.
But I can't control and manage my emotions...
The feeling of watching your grades decline day by day is something you will never understand without personal experience.
Especially when your grades also determine whether you can support your family.
In the middle of writing, I even had the urge to eunuch it.
But every time I have this impulse, I will think of what I said to everyone in my acceptance speech, my high morale at that time, and my commitment and vows at that time.
I gritted my teeth and persisted.
Think about what I said at the beginning, am I going to go back on my promise?
Anyone can be disappointed, but not the readers!
This is what I keep saying to myself, constantly reminding me that I cannot give up.
I also thought about rushing to the end, greatly compressing the rhythm to dozens of chapters, solving the battle as quickly as possible, and telling a story quickly.
But in this case, it will definitely be unfinished, and this is not what I want.
I don’t want readers who like me and support me to see a bad ending.
I want to tell a story as well as possible and have a good beginning and end, even if not many people support it.
I did it at first.
I can tell the story slowly and step by step.
However, my worldview is really too vast. To tell a complete story, it would require too many chapters and too many stories. It is conservatively estimated that it will take another year or two to write.
And write it to the end.
My grades are getting worse and worse.
Income is getting less and less.
It's like falling into the abyss step by step.
Falling deeper into the quagmire step by step.
Do you want to continue like this?
I told myself.
I asked myself.
I tossed and turned countless times, suffered from insomnia, and fell into the torture and suffering of reincarnation.
The desire to open a new book is getting stronger and stronger in my heart.
Especially when you have a good idea and feel that it will become popular if you write it.
Especially when my author friends are releasing new books one by one that are very popular and their results are more than ten times better than mine.
I am getting humbler and humbler, I am getting smaller and smaller.
I have been forgotten in the dust by countless people.
That feeling is getting stronger and stronger...
The idea of starting a new book began to appear when there were more than 600 chapters.
I also want to finish writing the Second Generation of Immortals well, at least to give a perfect explanation to the readers who are chasing the book, and then start a new book. But sometimes, if I don’t want to write the story well, the story will come out on its own.
Yes, many things cannot be accomplished by my wishful thinking.
Friends who have written books should all know that the state of the author greatly affects the quality of the book.
And my condition was very bad at that time.
If you can't write a good story, you will have no passion, no happiness, and you will fall into anxiety about life.
Eunuch, I'm sorry readers.
It sucks, sorry readers.
I want to write well, but if I write poorly, I will be sorry for the readers.
Hey……
This is a strange circle.
The cycle that tortures me.
Finally, I still feel sorry for the readers.
I'm actually pretty satisfied with the ending I wrote.
But looking at the feedback in the comments, it seems that readers are not very satisfied.
So.
I would like to apologize to the readers who have been following the update until the end.
sorry.
I still compromised with reality.
I present to you a less than perfect story.
I'll take a break for a while.
Adjust your condition well.
When will I write again?
I have no idea.
Hope that one day in the future.
Everyone found a particularly good book online.
Suddenly discovered.
Oh, isn't this a book written by that hot chicken snail?
I even followed the second generation of garbage fairy written by him.
I didn’t expect that he would be so good at writing books now.