It was 2:59 a.m. Beijing time. I shouldn't call it morning...
The book is finished. I felt anxious and reluctant, yet also let out a long, heavy sigh of relief.
I was anxious and reluctant because although this was my second book, it was the first one qualified to go on sale. You could say this was the true beginning of my writing career.
From April 23, 2019, to today, July 15, 2020, it had been a full 447 days. In total, I wrote 2.6 million words.
The average subscription was 3,171, and the highest subscription was 15,387.
I let out that heavy sigh of relief because this book had fallen apart several times while I was writing it. I truly never thought I would be able to hold on until now.
Everyone who has made it to this chapter is a true brother who stayed with me all the way to the end without ever abandoning me. Here, Yan Huo wants to say a thousand thanks!
My deepest gratitude!
My deepest gratitude!
My deepest gratitude!
Although my writing wasn't anything special, I still received support from a guild leader. Young Master Kai Ge never abandoned the book, either. My deepest gratitude!
Woofer, Meng Shiguang, and Code 7 Night, who left book reviews chapter after chapter and often rewarded me, giving me tremendous encouragement—my deepest gratitude.
My deepest gratitude to Seven Thousand Mortal Dust for helping me establish the reader group.
And there are so many more: Da Da's Xiang, Pine Tree Top, Little Night Night, True Wind Forest Fire Mountain King, Advanced User, Foolish Yu Zhe, Cheap Cheap's Red Sweet Potato, Coughing Blood Wipe, Confused Little Black, My BYD, Explosive Bear, Get on Your Knees There, Get Off the Couch, Love One Autumn Night, Blood-Colored Evening, Zero? Duke, Grab