No strange things are allowed to evolve!

He replied, "Testing the waters will make you give up."

I think it's fine, so let's write it.

I want to give special praise to a reader named "Anxious Fireworks." When I was almost at my breaking point, I woke up one morning, opened the backend, and suddenly saw several of his comments on this chapter. Suddenly, I had renewed my motivation.

As a writer of lighthearted stories, what I love most is seeing readers comment on my work, whether it's to complain or to play along with the jokes. It's all a source of encouragement and comfort for me.

In short, I took a screenshot on November 10th. I thought that if I could hold out until the book was published, I would definitely give him a special shout-out and thank him profusely, even though he might not be watching it anymore by then.

I'm so glad I did it.

After getting through the tedious single-player phase and testing the waters, things finally started to get better. Later, with the support of intelligent recommendation, it once reached fifth place on the overall new book list and first place on the light novel sub-list. Then it was listed on the Sanjiang Bookstore. This success is inseparable from everyone's support.

There's nothing to say, you're all my parents!

However, there is both good and bad news.

The author is a complete idiot; he has no writing skills, no fancy words, and worst of all, he doesn't like to think. He often writes small plot holes, only realizing them after seeing the comments, and then hastily patching them up.

In this process, countless valuable readers were lost, so although the number of book collections is pleasing, the actual reading data for this book has never been very good.

The journey has been full of ups and downs. Every day, as I read the back-end of the story, my heart also went through its highs and lows. Today I feel like I've reached 10,000 subscriptions, and tomorrow I'll have earned my full attendance bonus.

So I would often go to Ziliang to cry and complain, and then we would discuss the plot and figure out where things would go next.

Unfortunately, while I'm very good at writing engaging and humorous stories, I'm still exploring other areas. It's a little embarrassing to admit, but none of the excellent or great works I've written had an outline. This is the first time I've seriously and systematically constructed a novel.

The more I write and the more I think, the more awe I feel for online literature.

I gradually began to realize that while talent might allow me to achieve success once or twice, it couldn't guarantee me favor every time. If I didn't seriously conceive the plot, didn't think about the protagonist's growth, and didn't structure a book from the bottom up, my inspiration would eventually run out, and my talent would eventually fall behind the ever-changing trends, until I became just another face in the crowd.

I carefully reflected on and summarized some of my past mistakes and some issues that I couldn't understand at the time, and that's how this book came about.

Even the protagonist's cheat ability—let's just call it a cheat ability for now—was something I came up with while reflecting on the problems of my previous book.

I went too far with the hype back then, raising everyone's expectations too high during the new book period, and without a supporting plot, I ended up in a vicious cycle of constantly pulling off outrageous gimmicks to keep everyone entertained after the book was released.

In the later stages, it became all about running dungeons for the sake of running dungeons. Instead of thinking about how to satisfy readers' expectations through the plot, I was single-mindedly researching bizarre things and constantly pushing the limits of censorship. Chapters were often blocked less than two minutes after being updated, and then drastically revised.

In the end, not only did they fail to retain everyone, but they also lost the book, pleasing neither side.

Therefore, I deliberately wrote the early part of this book at a slower pace. However, although it was slow, it was not padded. Every chapter and every plot point had its purpose, rather than being content completely unrelated to the main storyline, or being a dungeon that you would not remember after reading it, or a reward that appeared once or twice and then disappeared. These are mistakes I have made before, and I will not repeat them.

I want to unfold the setting gradually and proceed in an orderly manner, so that the story can gradually improve and keep going up, rather than starting strong and then declining (although it didn't start strong at all).

The protagonist's character isn't that violent. In the author's conception, the protagonist is a kind-hearted yet chaotic character who mostly pursues pleasure but occasionally empathizes with others. As long as it doesn't affect him, he doesn't mind lending a helping hand to those in need. He has his own sense of right and wrong and can maintain a firm stance on matters of principle without easily wavering.

Instead of a pure CS.

As for his appearance, the author has a favorite music blogger, whose name I won't mention here. You should be able to find her by searching for "cold and cute face". The image in my mind is roughly like that: most of the time he has a calm face, and then he says some surprising things or does some incomprehensible things with a blank expression. When he shows emotions, he is either holding back bad intentions or he can't control his excitement because he has gained something new.

Yeah, that's about it.

In short, I want my protagonist to be interesting. I don't want to create a flat, stereotypical character whose behavior can be summarized in a single word or sentence, without their own will and thoughts. I don't think that's a protagonist; it's just a tool for the author to drive the plot, and I don't like that.

When writing, I also think about other supporting characters: how they are in front of the protagonist, how they are in front of other people, and how they are when they are alone in private.

For example, the Snow King's father is a rather controversial character. When he appeared for the second time, some readers felt that I didn't write him well enough and that he didn't have the air of a master. I wrote a long reply to him at the time, but because I later improved and revised it, that comment disappeared. I'll take this opportunity to explain.

I wrote it this way because I believe that people are three-dimensional and cannot be one-dimensional.

He acts one way in front of his subordinates, but another way in front of his family and close friends. If a person always has the same face, the same attitude, and the same way of doing things, no matter the occasion, then I think that character is very boring.

Of course, I do admit that my abilities are insufficient, and sometimes my writing may not be enough to achieve the effect I want. But I think this approach is correct, and I will continue to write in this way when creating characters in the future, but I may be more meticulous and make the story more reasonable.

Well, that's about all I have to say about this book so far.

What happens next is still up in the air, but I believe it will only get better and better. Let the facts speak for themselves.

The only thing I can guarantee is that I'm a sensitive person. I don't even want to see the protagonist suffer when I read novels. I think life is already hard enough. It's really unnecessary to suffer along with the protagonist when reading a novel. So my protagonist must be happy from beginning to end, happy in every way!

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Then I'll add one more chapter for every 500 monthly votes.

As for the bonus chapter for the first subscription, I thought 1000 subscriptions would be a success when I started the book, so let's add one chapter for every 200 more subscriptions above 1000.

On the first day of publication, I'll write as much as I can, but it definitely won't be less than 10,000 words. I'll aim for at least 10,000 words and try for 20,000.

Come to think of it, I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, but the free period had exactly eighty-one chapters, and during that time, my relationship with this book was indeed quite bumpy.

So I hope that after these eighty-one tribulations, I can slowly get better.

I also hope that everyone who reads this book will have a smooth road ahead and all things go well!

I hope our tomorrows will all get better and better~

Chapter 82 A Sea of ​​Mysteries (First Update, 3000 Words, Seeking First Subscriptions!)

Upon seeing the abbot, Jiang Shu's mind went blank for a moment.

Although in that fleeting glimpse, the abbot had already transformed into a beast under the blessing of sublimation, but because the sublimation was incomplete, he still retained considerable human characteristics.

Those eyes filled with resentment and hatred, that furious face—Jiang Shu had already etched them deeply into his mind.

Immediately afterwards, countless questions flooded his mind.

Why would the abbot be associated with rebels? Wasn't he always hiding in Yunfu Temple?

Could it be that Yunfu Temple has always been a stronghold of rebels?

In addition, the timing doesn't match.

The abbot was still elevating the spiritual yesterday, so why did the rebels target the rat-headed beast a few days ago?

Could they have foreseen the future? Did they know that the abbot would suffer a severe blow due to the failure of his ascension?

Also, why is there no signal here?

After realizing that there was no time to leave the mountains, Jiang Shu arranged for the Rat-Headed Beast to continue according to the plan agreed upon with the rebels, while trying to contact Shen Mo to come to the rescue.

But there was no signal in the mountains, and the messages sent out kept getting sent in circles.

Jiang Shu didn't know Shen Mo's ID. Although he vaguely remembered that Ba Wang had mentioned it, he couldn't recall it at all and couldn't contact him through the Evolver's Friend System.

Why did you have to tell me your real name to show your approval of me, you silent trench?

The friend request sent to Ba Wang went unanswered for a long time, and the help request sent to Xue Wang seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

He can't contact anyone right now.

It seems I'll have to rely on myself for now.

Jiang Shu put away her phone and continued to observe the abbot through the small hole in the velvet cloth, intending to act according to the situation.

But as the saying goes, when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

The abbot was no weakling like the Rat-Headed Beast. He was not only powerful, but he had also undergone a partial sublimation, and his abilities in all aspects were incomparable to the Rat-Headed Beast.

He keenly sensed a faint gaze fixed on him.

He suddenly became alert, casually looking around before finally fixing his gaze on the rat-headed beast.

not good!

Jiang Shu sensed something was wrong and quickly controlled the rat-headed beast, rapidly inputting commands into its chat box.

The rat-headed beast suddenly stopped.

Look back.

"Um...excuse me, why are you staring at me like that?" it asked the abbot somewhat shyly.

Seeing his behavior, the abbot felt extremely uncomfortable.

He stared at the rat-headed beast's swaying rear end, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I have a feeling that something is watching me, but there's no one around."

Following his gaze, the rat-headed beast turned its head to look at it and then said, "People often say that my butt seems to have a kind of magic. It not only attracts people's attention, but also makes them feel like it is watching them. They even gave it a name, called the Eye of the Heavenly Crystal."

"..." The abbot remained silent for a long time: "A good name."

Are you sure you don't want to take a look?

"Really, it's not necessary, thank you."

As he spoke, the abbot turned his face away to avoid making eye contact with the rat-headed beast's rear end.

The ginger bundle in the velvet bag breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no danger!

Having learned his lesson, Jiang Shu stopped staring at the abbot, and the three of them arrived at the den of the rat-headed beast peacefully.

This is a huge underground cave with traces of excavation, but it doesn't take up much space. It seems to have been converted from a natural cave.

In the very center of the cave, ten unconscious humans were firmly bound to a huge stalactite pillar, with Bai Lian and the others among them.

Just as the strange rats finished tying up the four people who had been brought in, they saw the rat-headed beast return and immediately surrounded it on all fours like little dogs.

They had intended to please the rat-headed beast, but as soon as they got close, they seemed to have discovered something and kept sniffing the ginger bundle under the velvet cloth.

This startled the rat-headed beast, which quickly chased it away and scolded it, "Stop fooling around!"

Just as they confirmed that the scent under the velvet was coming from the demon that could give them nightmares for a long time, they were scolded by the rat-headed beast. The strange rats were so frightened that they scattered and disappeared into the cave, disappearing into who knows where.

Seeing this, the abbot finally couldn't help but say, "Your attraction is indeed great."

Upon hearing this, the rat-headed beast glanced at the abbot, who had a playful expression on his face, and awkwardly and helplessly tried to explain, "It's not what you think..."

"It's alright," the abbot comforted her. "I won't discriminate against you. How you live is everyone's freedom."

"It really isn't..."

This time, the rat-headed beast was not controlled by Jiang Shu, but instead took the initiative to explain:

"They are not evolved beings, but were mutated by my skills, so they are not very intelligent. Although they obey my commands, they often act on instinct."

“Ah, I know.” The abbot nodded. “I know it’s instinct.”

Seeing that things were getting worse the more they tried to explain, the rat-headed beast gave up.

They can't exactly say that the instinct they're talking about refers to the smell of ginger, can they?

If Jiang Shu really dared to say that, he would definitely destroy his own internal organs immediately.

Oh well, let it be a misunderstanding.

So it skipped the topic and led the abbot to the other side of the cave.

Pointing to the strange objects scattered on the ground, the rat-headed beast said to the abbot, "These are the items they sent over for the blood sacrifice ritual."

Observing the objects through the small hole, Jiang Shu felt that they looked somewhat familiar.

The outermost items looked like the least valuable ones; he had seen them before on the workbench in the Yunfu Temple warehouse.

So those victims who were kept in captivity were not actually food, or not just food, but also materials used to prepare blood sacrifices?