My players are so fierce

My numb waist is telling me that it can no longer hold on under the pressure of the big devil of lumbar disc herniation, and I urgently need to get up and walk; my itchy throat is yelling at me, if you have one more today, I will die for you to see;

The back is the most silent and intense emotional expression.

It is sore as if I have walked 108,000 miles with a mountain on my back, and its silence when it breathes heavily is deafening.

As for the protagonist of the "intense discussion" by various parts of my body, that is, my own thoughts. I don't have any ideas, but I just hope that the data on the physical examination form can look better.

Alas, I can't hold on.

A few days ago, I summarized the data of two accounts when I was free, and I got a number that shocked myself. I have been in this industry for almost 9 years and have written 43 million words. Excluding the rest time, it is basically equivalent to working 15,000 words a day.

In this case, it is normal that I can't hold on. If I can really hold on and feel relaxed, then I should consider whether I have secretly awakened some strange and extraordinary talent.

Alas, things like tentacle monsters just sound glorious.

During the period at the end of this book, I thought about it carefully and made a difficult decision. Whoever wants to sit on the honorable position of "Tentacle Monster" can sit on it in the future. Since I am already over 30 years old, I should not learn from the young people to work hard.

I don't have the capital.

I have to take a good rest for a while, adjust my state, enter a more "life-saving" writing state, and reduce the pressure on my peers to update.

Admittedly, with my mediocre talent and half-baked ability, if I lose the false name of "Tentacle Monster", I will probably be forgotten by everyone, but I can still tell which is more important, money or life.

So, brothers, mourn for the departure of "Tentacle Monster". One day, there will be a more talented author who will inherit this shining but heavy crown. I hope he can last longer than me, a useless middle-aged dog.

Finally, let me talk about this book. It has many flaws, but I feel it is barely okay. It is a new path that is not so neat but has some prospects outside the field of fan fiction that I am good at. I can't say how far I can go in the future, but I will definitely grit my teeth and go to the end.

Thank you very much for your support along the way. Without your support, I am destined not to be able to persist until now, let alone light up my talent. I won't say more. The ancients said that it is difficult to find a soulmate in the mountains and rivers. The old friends also said that a scholar dies for his soulmate, and a flower blooms for the one who pleases him. Let me adjust my state and continue my old life. See you in the next book!

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The old road that is begging myself not to die suddenly, at 7 pm on September 19, 2024.