Mixed feelings. It really was a feeling of all five flavors mingled together.
Actually, the follow-up subscriptions became absurdly stable toward the later stages. I felt like I was already writing in a very unrestrained, carried-away way, but I never expected that everyone would really keep following along the whole time.
But starting from the middle stage, I basically stopped gaining new favorites.
Basically, when it had just passed one million words, there were around thirty-five thousand favorites. After writing for several more months, it only barely reached a little over forty thousand. The favorites almost stopped rising.
Whether it can attract traffic is very important. The ceiling was probably right there.
A major change happened in the middle.
Late one night, I was thinking about writing books. Through countless days and nights, I was thinking about this matter of writing books. Basically, my principle had always been to avoid stepping on any landmines as much as possible, and to write satisfying webnovel fiction as much as possible. That was roughly the idea.
Actually, after writing a lot, you start feeling like your hands and feet are tied.
This can't be written, that can't be written... all sorts of people have all sorts of landmines, places they personally find off-putting or unpleasant.
On the other hand, I also care a lot about logic.
Even a lot of the time, the characters under my pen cared a lot about gains and losses, were very calculating about profit and benefit. Everyone seemed to care more about interests than emotions, and they could also calm down very easily. There were very few people who acted impulsively.
In my feeling, I just felt that once their levels were high, they had seen many things, and their wisdom would be a little higher too, so