Good day, this is Yu Lu. You can call me Xiao Lu, too!
Thank you all for coming in to listen to Yu Lu ramble for a moment. ▄█▀█● Please accept my 180-degree bow!
It has been over a month since I started writing, and the novel has reached 210,000 words. It is time to get published.
21 is the number that perfectly represents my love for you all.
At noon tomorrow, there will be at least 10,000 words of updates. There is no upper limit. See you then!
There may be extra updates if Alliance Leaders, Helm Masters, and the like reward the book? But it feels like there is no need to mention that here at all, hahaha. Being able to support the subscription already makes you all the cutest people in the world!
--Honestly, I am extremely nervous. I do not know how many readers will remain in the end.
I have been suffering from insomnia lately. Whenever I cannot sleep, I just keep adding updates, which is why this bizarre phenomenon of suddenly adding updates nonstop before publication came about. Basically, all the other novels released around the same time have already gone live.
They say that life is like a train. There will always be people getting on, and people getting off.
It was a coincidence that we traveled together for a while. I am deeply grateful.
If this train brought you even a little happiness and a different view of the scenery, that is Yu Lu's honor.
...But Yu Lu still wants to be a little greedier. I do not want to let go of anyone I manage to hold on to.
What I mean is:
--Now, may I invite you to begin a new journey together with Yu Lu?
Would you like to go see the new world after publication together?
There are so many things I want to say, but when I actually picked up my pen, I forgot them all.
There is far too much I could use to evoke sympathy. When there is too much, I do not feel like talking about it anymore...
It has all been wind and frost (what a sigh).
Then let me briefly explain the situation of this novel.
The outline of this novel is very long. I have already written tens of thousands of words of material and volume outlines alone.
Everything that has unfolded so far might not even count as the prelude.
So I will definitely not abandon this book midway. Even if its results are poor, I could easily write one or two million words, with no upper limit.
Actually, before starting this book, Yu Lu had many other ideas for stories. Any one of them would have made the beginning easier and lowered the barrier to entry for readers.
But in the end, I still chose to write this story, the most difficult and most "plain," not flashy enough.
Because I simply wanted to write it.
A Don Quixote in the modern world? A story about an ordinary person who is also extraordinary.
--Because Yu Lu is an ordinary person, too.
As ordinary as they come, yet full of all sorts of strange fantasies.
I remember that I was under a lot of pressure during my senior year of high school. Every night before bed, I would empty my mind and seriously think about what I would do if I were reborn, how I would show off and change my family's life.
Even when riding an electric scooter, I would imagine myself charging against the crowd toward a monster. As long as I picked up a branch, I would feel like a martial hero.
I wanted someone to suddenly break into the classroom during a lesson and shout at me, "Are you going to keep deceiving yourself and living as an ordinary person? This world needs you. Come with us!"
I wanted a girl whom only I could see, then to follow her while pretending otherwise as we raced toward the end of the world.
I wanted to wrap myself in a blanket, ride a broom to the Magic Kingdom for the winter, and take a steam train on a spring outing.
Those dreams about youth and adventure—the focus of the story was never how I would save the world, but the looks on everyone else's faces as they gazed at me in that moment--
I would definitely look cool!
--But when was the last time I had those dreams?
It seemed like it had been a long time.
Until today, when Yu Lu picked them up again and placed them in Bai Zhou.
--Let Bai Zhou spread his wings, mount a little horse, and fly for me.
Some friends may know that none of this book's experiences since its release could be called smooth. It would be more accurate to say that misfortune kept piling up, to an almost incomprehensible degree.
It was only through everyone's support and your enthusiasm that Yu Lu made it to the Sanjiang recommendation and all the way here.
I would also like to give special thanks to editor Bei He and brother Chen Xiang.
Both editors, especially Brother Bei He, provided a great deal of valuable advice even before the book was released. I benefited tremendously.
Thank you to the many author friends who provided extremely valuable suggestions for improvement. I merely rewrote the beginning seven or eight times.
I would also like to thank the friends who gave Yu Lu end-of-chapter recommendations:
My Settings Are Above Yours! Dong Shan Yu Yu
Rekindle Youthful Times Mi Zhi Ji
Wasteland Border Prosecutor Jin Jin Jin
Once There Was a Gluttonous Snake A Bowl of Du Kang
Cosmic Level Demon God Bai Te Man A
--Of course, my greatest thanks go to all of you who met Yu Lu!
Even though we got a late start, we speedran to eleventh place on the New Book Rankings in one week, and reached 335th place on the monthly ticket rankings before publication...
It was all of you, my readers, who personally pushed Yu Lu this far.
You are all amazing!
And so, I have a greedy request:
Please continue traveling with Yu Lu!
Another 180-degree bow!
Ding-dong--
Here is an invitation to the new world. Will you accept it?
A. Accept
B. Happily accept
I want that Bai Zhou riding the little horse to fly a little higher. I want more people to see him.
To have a story bring together a group of people who love it—that must be an incredibly romantic thing.
And as it happens, Yu Lu loves writing books more than anything.
As for tomorrow's first-order results, although I am prepared to be utterly defeated, I still dream of one day soaring into the sky and reaching my ideals.
For someone like Yu Lu, walking on thin ice, how far can I go?
Tomorrow's first-order results are truly crucial. I humbly beg for your support!
Please, everyone!
Please, everyone!
Please, everyone!
At this moment of life or death, Yu Lu's fate--
is entrusted to you all.
--Of course, Yu Lu will never betray your trust. I will never pad the story or delay updates!
Even if I have to chew coffee beans raw every day, I will maintain the quality and put out explosive updates!
Yu Lu wants to become everyone's writing girl, ya!
A promise is a promise. Pinky swear.
See you tomorrow. I love you all.
Sincerely, with respect.
--Nanshan Yu Lu.
August 22, 2025.