Conclusion: I'm not good enough
To be fair, this is my first novel that I have actively chosen to be unfinished.
If things cannot be done, they are nothing more than difficulties and blows.
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The plot is average, the author of the spicy chicken.
I can still withstand such a small problem, but reality cannot tolerate my indifferent attitude.
Something is almost torturing me crazy.
Many people find it difficult to understand. What difficulties are not just being overcome by gritting their teeth?
In fact, there is really no powerless or helpless difficulty in this world. Just ask about your life, the value of your existence, and the meaning of your life.
Veto, deny, deny.
This is my current state. I haven't had a good sleep for a long time. I closed my eyes, but the noticeable darkness covered my mouth and nose tightly, I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't breathe. Only the light of dawn can make me sleep exhausted.
I've had enough of suffering.
An unchangeable error cannot be continued.
Gamblers always place their hopes on the last bargaining chip and always believe that the goddess of luck can stand on her side.
Me too.
I have one last chance left, a chance to suffer from cynicism.
This time, I will write a science fiction article with a long conception and similar style to Tianzhong, and return to my old career.
Don't give rewards.
No recommendation.
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The story is not over yet.
"I Become a Game" has begun to be updated.
ps: I saw someone scolding me for following the trend. It’s hard for me to explain. Do you want me to throw the outline set in March on his face?
This is a som18 story, let's do it.
Chapter completed!