After the end of the Kryptonite main god chapter, I began to feel a little confused.

In the middle and late stages of the first volume, I uninstalled all the games and didn't read the other novels, and I didn't even watch the three movies after that.

In fact, after the first volume is finished, I want to devour the starry sky first.

It can be seen from the end of the first volume that Zod prepares for battle and is ready for an expedition at any time.

My original plan was for the protagonist to devour the starry sky and encounter the escape of a small group.

The Lord of the Universe of that small race, in exchange for the continuation of the race, died.

After Shirley passed, he directly resurrected the Lord of the Universe, making the pursuers infinitely afraid.

Then the space leaf opened, and Zod took the Kryptonians to the Devouring Starry Sky World.

Since then, another devoured race, the Kryptonians have arrived.

But I sent the gods to write to Panlong.

It's been a really dazed couple of days.

Readers tell me that it is my way to depict the supreme and holy nature of God from the side of the group portrait.

However, the grand devouring and coiling dragon picture scroll is difficult to make up a group portrait like the first volume.

It's because I don't have enough grasp.

Recently, my appetite has decreased, and I am not in the mood for all forms of entertainment.

Even lost the so-called astringent impulse.

All day long, I was at a loss and wondered how to write a good story.

It's hard for me to judge whether what I'm writing is good or bad.

I'm not very interested in everything right now.

In the idea of conceiving the coiling dragon.

There is a material plane that holds a sacred ritual to summon the power of the protagonist to descend.

There are those who create the main godhead of time and space, and open up the supreme plane of time and space.

There are also Shirley who lowered his gaze from the white tower, and from time to time grasped the first batch of life in the heaven and earth to carry out experiments on time and space adaptation.

If you die, you will be resurrected.

If the Coiling Dragon universe is to collapse, it will use the unique miracle star to put the turbulence in space to suppress everything.

I was so dazed that I flipped through the books on the charts and looked at Panlong over and over again.

But I felt like I had suddenly lost all the fun and had no sense of anything.

Dazed, endlessly dazed, even if I try to find something that can entertain me according to the habits I've always cultivated.

In the past, writing novels became my only pleasure.

Watching 10,000 words come out every day and reaping a lot of joy in the writer's backstage is the greatest or even all the fun.

When I couldn't write what I thought was good, my fun was lost.

Playing games? No, it's not interesting.

Watching anime? No, it's not interesting.

Reading novels? I used to read the novel twice over and over again, but now it's not interesting to read anything.

I lost my joy and my heart to judge happiness.

Looking at the countless "come on" and "come on the author" in the writer's background.

There is also the editor of "One Thousand Three Follow-ups, what are you afraid of".

Letting so many people down, I felt like my whole person was at rock bottom.

I even began to wonder if I had finished the first volume by the time I finished it.

Why, in just a few days, the frenzied creative enthusiasm has faded to the point that there is nothing left.

Shirley has reached the point of being omniscient and omnipotent, and I have put a shackle on him to write Panlong, and the reader is not satisfied, and I am not satisfied.

Maybe a different way of thinking?

The all-knowing and all-powerful Sherry is just playing the heavens and all the worlds, why does the heavens and all the worlds have to become stronger? He's already invincible.

It's just watching the years change and have wonderful stories presented, and to fiddle with them.

However, I can't control the worldview of Devouring and Coiling Dragon, it's too grandiose.

Then I questioned myself and began to wonder if I was capable of writing novels.

The characters of the coiling dragon and the devouring starry sky could not be vividly presented in my mind.

No, it should be said that the original book is flesh and blood, and what I wrote is like a puppet with stiff emotions under the text.

Making the world a better place and making it perfect is what Shirley and I share, and I pour my feelings into the human part of Sherry.

When you leave the garden of the multiverse and go to other universes, you will go against this original intention.

Some people say that nothing has changed in the first volume, but I disagree with this sentence, and I have redeemed all the tragedies and finally created an ideal perfect world.

If I just write a novel stiffly, I could write more than 10,000 a day, but that doesn't make sense.

I may be able to eat full attendance, but that's not my original intention for writing novels.

I didn't want to disappoint anyone, and in the end I failed my emotions, and every night and day, my mind was full of how to write a good Panlong.

Then Baidu Encyclopedia, Paste Bar, Novels, Panlong Novel Hobby Group......

Based on this information, I wrote the manuscript many times, and I was not satisfied with each one, and then deleted it.

My mind is diseased.

It would be nice if Shirley could come and save me.

I just wanted to finish this story.