Volume 2 There Are Godmen in the Lost Land A little babble about Book 3 and Lost Fortune

First of all, thank you for being willing to spend three, or even five Horizontal Coins, to see the lost nonsense.

The second volume is over.

Looking back, almost half a year has passed since the end of the first volume.

The day I wrote,It's really a sigh that I don't know where it is.,Wait for Friday recommendation every week.,Wait for the 10th release fee every month.,Before you know it's another week.,It's January.。

It's been a year soon.

Remember when I said that Volume 3 might surprise you?

Well, it should be.

In the third volume, Qiao Guang's story is not in the Spark Continent.

To be precise, Xixi, Liang Qi, Lan Xingjun, Liu Sixie, etc., he hasn't met these people yet, and he hasn't known them yet.

That's right, the third volume is about his previous stories on Earth.

Originally, I was thinking of treating the third volume as an extra, and not opening a separate volume, but after thinking about it, forget it, I still have to write it officially, and it seems that the interlude is quite interesting? After all, the fourth volume is going back in the real sense. At that time, there will be a lot of roles, organizations, and relationships on the earth, and there will be a lot of foreshadowing of the wolf clan, which should be explained carefully.

To be honest, this should have been the first volume. It's just that this book is classified as Xianxia, and if you make it into the first volume, I'm afraid that you will be driven to the city by the dust (of course, this is not necessarily a bad thing). Although a lot of what is written is not pure Xianxia, but with such a layer of skin, it can't be too rampant before signing a contract, right?

And after the start of the third volume, Diu Di will officially usher in a 100,000-word manuscript!

Tearful eyes...... I didn't expect that I was also a person who could save manuscripts......

Yes, the content of this volume, I wrote it before. Now it seems that the writing at that time was really a little stiff, which also shows that I have made some progress after writing so much. However, every time I publish a chapter, I carefully revise it to present the best possible content in front of the reader.

Trust me.

The third volume is about the past of the earth, and because it is an interlude, it will try to control the number of words at about 200,000, and the unfinished story will continue in the next volume. Tomorrow, we'll see you there.

Then came some little babbling.

Actually, I hate writing these words, just as I hate coding words every day.

Someone smiled wryly and said why there are only two words in the testimonials on the shelf, and I also replied with a smile, isn't this the most concise summary?

By the end of the first volume, I had set my own record for two months of continuous codewording. Now that the second volume is over, this record has been broken.

Consecutive dog tags are so charming.

Sometimes when you think about it, writing a book is a really fucked up thing.

Obviously, I have such good conditions, why do I choose to be this hard coder every day?

During the time I was writing the book, I gave up a lot and missed a lot.

Isn't it fragrant to come out of the duck after studying well, find a decent job well, and have a family with your daughter-in-law?

Well, that's fragrant.

I just think about it slowly, if I want to repercussions in everything, I will think too highly of it and torture myself.

You try to be noble, but the world hits you repeatedly.

Before the college entrance examination, I rushed so desperately and so desperately, isn't it just so that after the exam, I can write down the little stories I remember in the book in college?

If I didn't fulfill this wish, I might be worthy of me now, but I'm sorry for working hard during that time.

It's a good thing that I didn't get to my favorite school, otherwise I wouldn't have lost this little clever ghost now.

The first book will inevitably have shortcomings, but I don't regret it.

I can't promise you that you won't be a prisoner, the world is impermanent, and since you choose to trust me, I don't have to lie to you.

It's just that when I think the book should come to an end, it's time to end.

It's been a pleasure to meet you.

I was also very happy to see batches of people in the group sink and groups of newcomers come in.

It's just that I don't know when I'm going to become the sinking one.

Thoroughly, hypocritically.

Above.

Quiet.