First of all, I'd like to express my sincere gratitude to all the readers who have been following my story all the way here. Thank you so much for your support!
Secondly, I'm really, really sorry, folks. Due to some reasons, my book has been put into the "blacklist," and I have to make some changes to the plot.
Let me briefly explain the parts where the plot will be changed.
I'm going to change the male protagonist into a college student, so the plot related to high school will also be altered.
I'm truly, truly sorry, sniff. I apologize for affecting your reading experience.
I hope you won't abandon the story, sniff. I'll write the revised content carefully. I won't pad the word count or write carelessly.
Also, I'm taking a one - day leave today because I need to revise the book. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry again, sniff.
I can't post this without reaching 1000 words, so I'll just add some more text.
Here are some random ramblings.
Since this is my first time writing a male - oriented novel, there are indeed many areas that need improvement. I've seen all the suggestions you've given, and I'll work hard to make improvements gradually.
I'm really happy when I see your comments. I love interacting with readers!
As for the negative reviews, I'll admit that I feel a bit down when I see them, but I understand because my work really hasn't met everyone's expectations. As long as you're not deliberately being abusive, I'll seriously consider and improve based on your dissatisfaction with the plot.
However, I don't understand the motives of some people who give a one - star review and call my writing garbage after reading for less than 30 minutes. The reviews from readers who haven't read for long enough won't show up in the comment section, so you can't see them. Only the author can see them in the backend.
Sigh, I've been down with a fever from COVID these days, but I still tried my best to update the story. I never expected that it would be taken offline on the last day of its debut. I really want to cry, sniff. I also want to cry because there are so many parts of the plot to revise. I'm just a crybaby, so don't mind me.
I have no idea what the data will be like after my book comes out of the "blacklist." If it keeps going downhill, I'm doomed, ah!
Right now, I'm really nervous and scared. I'm so panicked.
If I had known that high - school - related content couldn't be written, I wouldn't have included it, sniff. I suffered from not doing my research properly.
Of course, I'm still really happy to write this book. It's quite interesting to write this kind of plot for the first time, hehe.
The kind words from you guys have given me a lot of encouragement. Thank you so much, thank you.
And thank you so much to the guys who sent me little gifts!
I wonder if I have any female readers. If so, thank you, dear ladies, muah~
It's still not 1000 words. What else can I say...
Let me give you all some compliments!
You're so handsome. (Although this sentence is only two short words, it reveals a hint of coldness and a casual calmness, which goes well with my unruly image. The period at the end is polite yet shows a sense of distance, appropriately demonstrating my noble and elegant temperament...)
You're so handsome! You're as handsome as if you have the perfect golden ratio like Venus. I'm so overwhelmed by your handsomeness that I feel like I could cry and scream, burst out from under the Five - Elements Mountain, run across the Five Great Mountains, climb Mount Everest, and then do a somersault and kneel on the ground, crying in shock with my soul out of my body, my internal organs trembling, and my tears forming the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the Pacific Ocean to nourish the whole of China...
It's still not enough...
Well, I wish you all good health, happiness every day, abundant wealth, success in everything, academic achievements, smooth sailing in all matters, a bright future, and good luck in every journey of your life.
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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
