I want to cut off a large part of the plot at the end and rush straight to the ending, no matter how I give it an ending.

But...I found that I couldn't do it.

Whether it's my inner resistance to eunuchs and bad jobs, or my actual operation, I can't do it.

The current progress of the plot is very awkward, it is at a very delicate point, and there is no clue what is going on.

Speaking of the early stage, it doesn’t count.

In the later stages, you can't take too big a step, otherwise you'll get hurt.

In the end, I gave up and continued writing according to the original plan, just trying to speed up the writing and delete useless fragments.

At least, I want to be worthy of seeing you now.

And my own heart.

Since you have persevered all the way from the beginning of Tianbeng to now, why should you give up?

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety."

Ninety is over, let’s keep walking for the last ten.

Maybe, maybe it will get better.

Of course, I know, this is really just maybe.

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I fully ordered "Sword of the Dawn" very early. I haven't read it since I was working and typing. I was sick in the past two days and just caught up on it. Now I have read about 700 chapters.

Seeing now, I just want to say...

"Uncle Tong is awesome——" (broken voice)

It's really awesome, unmatched awesomeness.

Not to mention the mechanics and rigorous details in science fiction novels, the characterization alone made me admire it.

Regarding the fullness of the characters, the side descriptions, and the vivid personalities of the main characters...

So beautiful!

My biggest impulse now is to write a character with funny attributes. (Happy)

This is not a whim, this is the result of my careful consideration.

Now this book is still a bit heavy at the end, and there is no chance for people to take a breath. I think the biggest reason is the lack of some funny jokes that can make people relax. (serious face)

If it is too rigid, it will break easily, and if it is stretched too tight, it will make people look tired.

Once again, I clearly realized the gap between my abilities and my ideas.

There is too much to say and too little to express.

To sum up, I'm going to try to write something that makes me happy.

(Hmm...Have I ever said this before?)

Adjust your mentality as much as possible and try not to affect the plot development in the book.

The title of the sixth volume is "Darkness", taken from Byron's poem "Darkness" of the same name.

The introduction to each volume is a short excerpt:

[There is only one thought left all over the land... there is only one death, quick and without dignity;]

[The famine penetrated the stomach and intestines... people died and their bodies were exposed in the wilderness, their flesh and bones were not covered;]

【Every barren land has been swept away.】

And, if nothing else, this is the penultimate volume.

If there is an accident, I really collapse and can't hold it in any longer. Then it will be the last volume. I think there is a high probability that it won't happen.

This is a volume that is prepared not to be a Riddler, but to reveal a lot of secrets.

At the same time, this will also be a story that may be simple, but may also be a little convoluted.

I hope I can show it completely, and I hope you can witness it with me.

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In addition, Byron's poem "Darkness" is also quoted in George Martin's "Dreams in the Fever Night".

And talking about this bad old man reminds me of the painful experience of reading the physical novel "A Song of Ice and Fire" when I was in junior high school.

I really don't like that book because...there are so many dead characters in it!

Even if it is a so-called serious fantasy novel for adults, too many people die.

Too! Too many!

I can still clearly remember one of the passages, which left a deep and negative shadow on me:

["She is not a prostitute, I did not buy her. Everything is a lie that my father ordered me to tell. Tessa...Tessa is Tessa, the farmer's daughter, who met you by chance on the road."]

ah--

It hurts!!!

I think this sentence should have some impression upon me after reading it.

If you don’t understand but want to understand, you’d better go to Baidu and search it yourself. I won’t write it down. It’s really too miserable...

This kind of scene... I feel pain just recalling it.

The little devil Tyrion broke through and shot his father to death with a crossbow. At that time, I also wanted to send the blade to that bad old man George Martin.

I'm not taking Tyrion's place, I just really don't like this kind of persecutory description of innocent people.

Right!

It was him who made me start to consider for my own mental health and decide that I no longer want to touch those deep and cruel romance novels in this life.

Then don’t write it yourself!

After some calculation, it was almost ten years ago. I remember that at that time, Martin said that the last six or seven volumes of A Song of Ice and Fire were already being written and would be finished soon.

I just checked...

As expected, I still haven’t finished writing it!

There is no trace at all, and even the last news about the update was stopped in 2014!

Although I don’t want to watch it! But I still look forward to an ending.

I hope that series can start and end well, although the probability is really low.

After all, this is life in the true sense!

After thinking about it carefully, I found that my book is about seven volumes in total. It is fantasy style and has become more and more heavy recently...

hiss.

I hope I don’t become him.JPG

In every sense of the word.

Pray nya——

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In fact, writing such a long end-of-volume summary is thankless, time-consuming, and no one will read it, and it will also affect today's normal updates.

But I still hope that I can summarize more, reflect on my own problems, and grow slowly.

Come on me!

come on--

I was in a trance when I was writing this morning and forgot to change it to a free chapter. My fault.

I'm trying to find a way to get it back.
Chapter completed!