Before he knew it, Heretic Young Master Apothecary had passed one million words—a small milestone worth a little celebration.
One million words—neither too many nor too few. In the blink of an eye, several months had passed, and Heretic Young Master Apothecary had finally entered its climactic phase.
The chapters ahead would be even more exciting and satisfying, so everyone, don't miss them.
A book often took a year, or even longer, to complete. During that process, all sorts of things were bound to happen, so whenever I looked at the million-plus words of Heretic Young Master Apothecary, I always thought of everything from these past few months.
As Heretic Young Master Apothecary crossed one million words, let us celebrate together and look forward together. Heretic Young Master Apothecary would not disappoint everyone, and neither would Sheng Ji.
Sheng Ji kept his word. This month would see a super burst of updates, and today's update exceeded ten thousand words once again.
One million words already. Whether meaningful or meaningless, I'll just chat with everyone casually. A reflection is simply writing whatever comes to mind; I didn't deliberately edit or polish the phrasing, nor was there any particularly rigorous logic.
A few small reflections, a little happiness, a little excitement, and a few small wishes.
Please vote with monthly passes and chat a little—it truly makes me very happy.
Writing wasn't something everyone could persist with, because it required sitting down, and often enduring loneliness. At the very least, compared with before, there were far fewer other activities. Yet it also brought much more enjoyment, because of your companionship, because here I could chat with everyone anytime about this and that, meaningful or otherwise.
Nothing in this world was perfect; where there was gain, there was loss. It was a little