As the title says, Foodie's book would be going premium tomorrow at noon!
So happy!!!
Around this time last year, Foodie had just been a newbie entering the world of web novels. Maybe Foodie had been lucky—his first book hadn't flopped, and instead earned him some money for meals.
But after the first book ended, Foodie suddenly realized that he no longer knew how to write.
I racked my brains thinking up plots, but every time I put pen to paper, I felt an illusory emptiness. Back then, Foodie once began doubting himself, wondering whether the success of his first book had merely been an accident.
Foodie panicked at the time and thought of continuing the character settings and worldbuilding of the previous book, writing another story from there.
But as Foodie wrote on, he discovered that the more he wrote such rigid, lifeless stories, the more hollow his mind became.
The Cthulhu genre seemed unable to take root and sprout in my mind any longer. With the previous book, I had already squeezed dry every last drop of spiritual vitality that subject held in my heart.
From then on, I began browsing the rankings, hoping to learn something new and useful. Yet the more I browsed, the more lost Foodie became. The more things filled my mind, the less I knew what to write.
Foodie had been terribly lost during that time, once suspecting that he had lost the ability to write. No matter how popular a subject was, once I began writing it, it became hollow and rigid.
Until last month, Foodie abandoned the Cthulhu genre he had been studying all along, deciding to empty his mind and look into other genres.
Foodie dug out the copy of The Three-Body Problem he had bought many years ago and