First of all, it is a notice of explosion, this Monday, on the basis of the original three watches, 15 more from time to time, 5 more thanks to the 50,000 reward of the half-idle alliance leader in this life, 10 more thanks to the 300 monthly ticket for everyone's support. The manuscript is empty, and now only the simple liver explosion remains. If you have any rich votes, smash them at me, the more the merrier.

This week, the book has also come to a tipping point of fate.

I know this book is a bit offbeat, an aerial martial arts competition. The road to individual upgrading is the upgrade system of Taiwu painting scrolls. The competition follows a League of Legends-like pattern with a bloody comic style. The background is a bit sci-fi...... Can't reveal any more.

I translated the game into a real world. The arena here is a real bloody fight, joys and sorrows. All the dispensable context of the game becomes crucial in this book.

I hope that when readers substitute for the protagonist, they will gain full of happiness and excitement, not just simple coolness and stalks. I'm eager to give back something more to my readers. And I think I have the ability. I can't guarantee how well I write, because aesthetics are very subjective things, but I promise that no one will write like me.

Thank you to the .asxs.metropolis editorial team for giving me this opportunity to prove myself. This is a kind of affirmation and trust in my years of pen work, and I will do my best to perform and live up to the recommendation.

Someone in the comment area asked, why is this book not popular? This sentence really hits the pain point. I seem to hear the .asxs.7.9 million authors humming in unison. This is also the word that I often want to hold accountable to the God of Fabrication and Creation.

But I can probably guess their answer, which is - you guess?

Every time I write a book, I am faced with two possibilities, one is that I have found the blue ocean that I am destined for. I've been found by readers who like my style, and in large numbers. I swim happily in this blue ocean, freestyle, breaststroke, backstroke, butterfly...... I seem to only be able to swim breaststroke. That one...... The other is that I found the Bichi that I was destined for, and no one likes my style.

Or I'm a child of fate, or I'm a joke played by fate. This is the author's life, simple and ...... Tedious.

But I believe I can still bring joy to everyone who reads my books. If not the joy of reading, then the joy of schadenfreude. After all, fate is a joke, do you dare not laugh?