After two days and two nights, I finally returned to my hometown.

I was happily typing, and found that the number of words was two hundred thousand less. It was a bolt from the blue;

I quickly opened the contents page and found that starting from Chapter 4, more than a hundred chapters had disappeared inexplicably.

I used software to search for sensitive words in the deleted chapters, and found that it was really dumbfounding. They were all words connected together by coincidence.

I feel so powerless now. The book has been banned and blocked, and now chapters have been deleted. There is no erotic or erotic description in the book. Isn’t it really okay to be quiet?

I'm feeling down today, and I don't want to force myself to type, and I probably won't be very passionate about what I write. However, after all, I promised some readers that I would write a complete story.

Next, I can only bite the bullet and filter out sensitive words one by one in the 2 million-word chapter, delete all those weird and sensitive words, and read my story again to sort out the plot.
Chapter completed!