It was banned!
… There was no surprise.
I've waited for too long.
Banned with 2.2 million words. Among the friends in the group, I'm the worst. There's nothing to say.
As usual, I would like to thank the editor, Lan Guang.
I had to thank him for not abandoning me among all the books that failed. Even without Sanjiang Ho's forceful promotion, Blue Light Master gave me a lot of support after the book was put on the shelves. Finally, I barely managed to rise to Lv5 and gloriously became one of the most failed Lv5 authors.
Thank you!
It was said that Lan Guang fought hard for this promotion. After waiting in line for half a year, everyone else had finished, and it was finally my turn!
Tears!
But before the promotion, Lan Guang suggested that during the promotion period, I should release more chapters.
But …
I really couldn't release more chapters.
Forever Kobe once said, "Have you seen Los Angeles at four o 'clock in the morning?"
I've never seen it.
I've never even been to Los Angeles.
But I've seen the rain at one o 'clock in the morning.
I've smoked cigarettes at two o 'clock in the morning.
I've strolled around Yanan Town at three o 'clock in the morning.
I've walked through Detroit at four o 'clock in the morning.
I've blown through the air conditioner in the study at five o 'clock in the morning.
I've seen the dawn at six o 'clock in the morning.
Even at the beginning of the morning, when my wife woke up, I climbed into bed, narrowed my eyes, and patted her butt. I'm going to sleep. I'll wake up in the afternoon. I still have to work the night shift at night. Don't wake me up at noon.
I have to work hard, write without an outline, and maintain 6000 + chapters a day. To me, it's like overdrawing my life. I have to work hard … I'll talk about the new book later. To be able to occasionally update with the leader has already exhausted Bai Yi's energy.
Really, there's not a single drop left.
The manuscript … is in danger!
Cough cough.
Actually, I'm also very surprised that this book can be written until now.
Writing until now, I don't care about the results anymore. I just want to finish the story well.
Because there's no outline, I don't know how long I'll write according to the ending I envision … Cry. Looking at the big bosses in the group excitedly saying goodbye to their ex-wives (old books) and discussing their new little wives (new books), Bai Yi looked at my old wife (Natural Disaster) and wanted to cry.
Who knows how long it will take to finish writing …
It's too difficult for Bai Yi, who has OCD and didn't want to finish.
He reflected on it a little.
Perhaps I had spent too much time on creating an original dungeon world, causing the pace to be slower than other books. This was undoubtedly a fatal flaw in the current popular fast-food literature.
But I've already started writing.
There was no other way …
It seemed a little late to switch to the Doujinshi Instance Dungeon or the King of Tough Kings.
Let's continue to create, screw over the main character, and dig more holes.
If it was difficult, then it was difficult.
In short,
Whether it's the readers who have been supporting this book, or the friends who have fallen into the trap because of the recommendation (hinting that there will be more after the blue light), thank you all for your support!
If you really don't like this book, please retain some goodwill and leave quietly.
In short! Thank you!
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After the 'version update', a new page of his worldview had been torn open. Perhaps many readers were wondering who the GM was, what was the rebirth of Irin, and whether this world was a large-scale instance dungeon.
Don't worry, as long as it wasn't a bad ending, everything would be explained later.
Although there was no outline, I had roughly smoothed out the lines. It was straight. Whether I liked it or not, whether I felt comfortable or not was another matter.
In fact, with so many instance dungeons, there were almost no similar types. This was also White Shirt's crazy testing, testing his upper and lower limits, to see what he was better at or what he liked to write more. It was considered practice.
The latest plot was a double instance dungeon.
Two teams of people, two worlds.
They were 'Shenqi City' and 'The Cannon Team'.
The Cannon Team was a side quest.
The main quest was' Shenqi City '.
They were all original dungeons, but White Shirt had written so much that he vomited blood and collapsed.
Just like before, before opening the instance dungeon, there was no outline. Why should I prepare an outline when I opened the instance dungeon with a breath of immortal energy? I just had to survive by the skin of my teeth.
Speaking of which, the original idea of Shenqi City was all thanks to the big boss in the group, 'Fatty in Yellow'.
That day, I asked in the group, 'Cthulhu + Japanese creepy, what kind of style is it?'
The XP eccentric Fatty's words were shocking, 'Kayako was pierced by tentacles?'
I instantly had an image in my mind, and it was an extremely intense image … Thus, this instance dungeon (dog head) was created.
No matter what, would I be pierced by tentacles in the end … I definitely wouldn't. But when White Shirt was writing, he would always be able to slowly extend a complete instance dungeon from a sentence or a game scene. Whether it was good or not … depended on his condition.
The original plan was to finish the Doomsday chapter with around 3 million words. Entering a new chapter (whether it entered or not was another matter. It was a plan, so everyone understood) … But with the current progress, it seemed a little difficult, so it was up to fate.
I personally didn't know how to write a large plot in a single stroke. Let's slowly practice, who told me to be a noob?
Many people probably saw through my new world view.
I said in the first chapter, 'Author's Words', that this world wasn't Earth, not Earth, not Earth. At the time, many people replied, 'This is the author's desire to live.'
Actually, it wasn't.
This really wasn't Earth, and it wasn't even a 'ball' in the conventional sense.
That's all for now. There won't be any more spoilers.
In the text …
Hell.
Written in 2021.05.02.05: 19.
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