(I didn't expect the previous chapter to blow up a lot of comments at once...) I thought there was nothing to follow...

Ahem, give some explanations on some key things.

If you have friends who are not interested, scroll back to the main text.

One, this is not equivalent to a rewrite, the protagonist seals the memory of this paragraph, I have already had an idea.

Actually, in YY, where I used to be alone, there are often episodes where I get impatient to live, seal my memory, and then have fun.

So it came up in the outline, so it came out in the book.

Throughout countless novels, there are many memories that have been sealed, and few who have actively sealed memories, and the latter has also become a poisonous point.

Therefore, when I was in the Void Secret Realm, I also sealed my memory, which was still dozens of chapters long, but no reader expressed unbearable it.

took the initiative to seal, but some readers said that if the two chapters were not restored, the book would be abandoned.

Well, I really didn't expect that.

I don't understand why the feedback is so strong just a copy.

Second, the plot of the battlefield of the years will not be longer than the section of the Void Secret Realm.

As for whether the protagonist is still himself after the blockade is lifted, tens of thousands of years of memory will not be conflicted by such a memory, right?

Third, this is not an online game model, and it is impossible to become an online game model.

This is the battlefield of the years, and readers who read the book carefully and see it now should know the ins and outs.

Is there any experience points? Is there a system?

None of these things will appear, so you can't just rely on the protagonist to have a portable space and take on a task, so you can conclude that this book is an online game, right?

The previous one is written that the protagonist now thinks he is in the game, but this will only be the protagonist's own subjective prerequisite, which does not mean that the battlefield of time will be gamified.

It's not because the protagonist thinks it's in the game.,Cut a monster.,There's a life reduction on the other party's head.,This book becomes an online game, right?

......

Fourth, the protagonist's memory will be restored, and there is no need to wait until the battlefield of the years.

The Battlefield of Years is a fill-in, pivotal plot.

Lin Silly, He Zhi, and many other characters... will appear.

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I actually don't want to do this kind of spoiler behavior, I don't want to.

However, the current situation reminds me of the author of "Immortal Demon Daqin"...

It's a very good book, and it's expected to be a good one.

But he was a eunuch.

In his eunuch notice, he said something like this...

"I'm overestimating the limits of current readers' tolerance"

Yes, the article is written too blandly, it is boring.

With twists and turns, it is very easy to turn into a poisonous point.

People with good pen skills can grasp the key to it, write without being bland, and make the twists and turns just right, poking the reader's G-spot.

However, I am just a newcomer.

is still a newcomer who is not very talented.

It's a little too difficult to grasp this.

So, if you're not satisfied, ditch the book.

Since the beginning of school, writing novels has also made me feel haggard.

Right now, my classmates are staying up late memorizing systematic anatomy and doing homework, what am I doing?

I'm actually writing a novel, hehe.

I didn't want to pull down my studies, I studied hard for more than ten years, and I didn't want to be delayed because of the impulse.

Novels can be written at any time, but learning is a rare opportunity in life.

Maybe it's the last chance.

The book will be finished, at the pace I expected, and it will be written according to the outline that is not very perfect, and can even be said to be a bunch of faults.

But it guarantees me not to be a prisoner, doesn't it?

Authors with good pen skills can change the novel at any time, but a newcomer like me, changing and changing, will only meet the fate of eunuchs earlier.

This book was changed once, and that time it was because of military training, and the plot of the first part was hastily ended.

I have to say that the rhythm has been disrupted a lot, many lines that should be buried have not been buried, and pits that should have been filled have not been filled.

Even the outline had to be distorted in part.

Now, there have been many people who have paid a lot for this book, and the rewards have put a heavy burden on my heart.

So I must not go any further to the edge of the eunuch.

However, it has been difficult for me to turn this book into a custom genre.

Because, I can't allocate too much energy.

The book "Culture Invades Another World", you know, right?

Actually, I envy the author of that book.

He's 19 years old, a year older than me.

But he can already support himself by writing novels, without worrying too much, and focusing on how to write novels better.

He can even apply to the school as soon as he enters the university, and he can live outside by himself and have a quiet environment with codewords.

But I can't.

In my future, the probability of becoming a basic medical researcher is much greater than that of becoming a fiction writer.

So, I can't satisfy everyone's wishes, it's my fault.

I can't help it.

I am willing to admit my mistakes and am ready for any adverse consequences.

I'm sorry everyone.

I know that the readers who can see here are all readers who have accompanied me all the way and endured all kinds of shortcomings of me, and I am no longer qualified to ask you to endure it any longer.

It's my fault for dissuading you here with a plot you don't like.

Once again, I would like to express my heavy apologies.

If this book is over, I hope that I can really make a living by writing novels, and I can really put a lot of energy into writing books, and maybe at that time, I can try my best to create a good work in everyone's minds.

In the world, people always have to face reality, and the university may be the last line of defense between ideal and reality.

I don't know what to say.

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......

...... This storage space gives people the feeling that it is almost not just a storage space.

The mountains and gurgling water inside are like a small world.

"Tsk. ”

With such storage space, Lynch's instinct tells him that this is definitely not something that everyone in the "game" has.

Look, that stupid guy not far away even took a cart and put the Celestial Star Grass in it one by one.

Lynch happily began his journey of brushing the stargrass.

One, two...

One hundred, two hundred...

A thousand, two thousand...

There is no difficulty in picking Tianxing grass at all, but the distance between them is more time-consuming, and it can't be transported too much in one round trip.

And those who can have a magic weapon for storage are unlikely to take on such a low-level task.

Therefore, it has created an existence like Lynch, which has never been seen before or since.

Picking frantically from one side of the grassland to the other side of the grassland, Lynch's carry-on space was already filled with a thick mountain of small "grass".

"Whew... Before you know it, it's getting dark. ”

"I obviously said that I didn't want to do this kind of repetitive thing, but I didn't expect to say no, but my body was very honest. ”

Lynch was about to wipe his sweat, but found that he didn't sweat a drop.

He didn't know that with his physical fitness that he had cultivated for 20,000 years...

Even if he hasn't used his internal force now and discovers the existence of internal force, it is impossible for him to sweat at all.

"The details of the game are not well done, bad reviews. ”

......

It was getting dark, and many picking tasks were gradually suspended.

The battlefield of time is a very vast and strange place.

In addition to receiving new recruits and new enemies from the outside world all the time, there are also many men and women who have formed a pair in the battlefield of the years and have been together for a long time, giving birth to babies, and constantly multiplying.

Among the descendants, there are those who have good cultivation qualifications and those who are not suitable for cultivation.

Therefore, in the battlefield of time, mortals have accounted for a large part, and these tedious and indispensable basic tasks have been entrusted to them.

It's not easy for mortals to stay up late, so many tasks stop being submitted at night.

Lynch, just before the mission was temporarily overdue, ran back.

"Wait," he pulled out the person in charge of the mission of the Celestial Star Grass, who was going to go back to rest, "I still have to hand in the task, the Celestial Grass one." ”

"Oh?" the man looked at Lynch, "where's your Celestial Star Grass?"

"It's too much to fit here, I'm out there in an open space. ”

The person in charge was a little impatient, but his duty was to follow Lynch.

Still in the distance, a burst of discussion came into the ears of the two of them.

"Who put this, it's really immoral. ”

"It's just that these weeds are blocking the road. ”

"Where did the weeds come from, how could there be so many?"

"It's like—" a hesitant voice sounded, "as if this wasn't a weed, it was a celestial star grass..."

"Just kidding, although the value of the celestial star grass is low, but there are so many of them, and they are also very valuable, who will throw them away?"

"Could it be that the camp's warehouse is being moved, and it will be placed here for the time being?"

"You can't block the road anywhere, eh, we're not those high-ranking monks who can fly, it's very troublesome, okay?"

Listening to these words, a look of interest appeared on the face of the person in charge.

In these words, there is a message reflected, that is, there are a lot of celestial star grasses, very much.

He also wanted to see how much the last person to hand in the task today was so much of the Heavenly Star Grass.

Walk around the corner.

He was stunned.

"It's... This..."

He had already prepared before, thinking that since he could block the road, there must be a lot of them, and he was still a little worried, in case those blocked passers-by were a little impatient, they directly stepped on the grass pile step by step, and I don't know how much Tianxing grass would be ruined halfway.

But now he found himself thinking too much.

The ghost just crawled here!

In front of me, this more than ten layers of grass that has been blocked to the houses on both sides, is it really Tianxing grass?

The person in charge swallowed.

Lynch was on the sidelines, quite regretful.

"Actually, I'm still having fun, if I didn't think that today's submission deadline is over, I will continue to pick, although it can be accumulated until tomorrow, but I also want to see how many contribution points I can earn in a day today. Looking at it now, it still seems to be a little less. ”

The three words "less...", made the person in charge almost vomit blood.

Less your sister!

Do you know that the Star Grass is asking me to count the quantity!

I'll count the yarn like this!

"Okay, I can see through you. The person in charge took a few deep breaths and glared at Lynch.

This person must have been saving, I don't know how long, maybe months, maybe years.

I took it out all at once today, just to hype it up and make a show.

"In that case, I'll do what you want!"

Thunder?

I'll let you out enough!

......

"Boss Jiang, did you deliver today?"

Liu Feng, head of the Logistics Resource Management Office of the No. 3 Military Camp.

"Yes, today my team picked a total of 35,000 Tianxing grasses. ”

Jiang Yun nodded.

He runs a team that buys grass directly from the pickers on the blue grasslands at a lower price, and then transports it to the camp in storage bags.

Under such a large-scale operation, it is also very profitable.

"Good. Liu Feng nodded, "Bring the grass orderer." ”

"Report to Mr. Liu, the grass lighter, was, was taken away..."

"What? Who took it?"

"The person in charge of the mission department, Zhang Yang. ”

"Nonsense! His little thing can use a grass machine? Doesn't this delay things!"

......

"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand..."

"One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand..."

Looking at the number of grass orderers, Zhang Yang was numb.

He began to doubt his previous views.

Can a mortal really save so much Heavenly Star Grass?

"Zhang Yang, what are you doing?"

The menacing Liu Feng walked over, and then was stunned.

Boss Jiang, who was also dissatisfied, came over, still muttering, "If the delivery of more than 30,000 Tianxing Grass is delayed, I see what you will do..."

Then I was stunned.

"Ding, there are a million star grasses. ”

A crisp voice sounded.

"Okay, let's change it to a contribution. ”

Lynch said.