A Little Ant's Shock for the Gods

Deng Ru transmigrated, arriving in a world where various gods divided human faith, and he became the weakest of them all.

As a weak god, he couldn't possibly compete with the others, so h...

Chapter 337 Sorry

It's been almost a year or half a year, I can't remember clearly.

I'm back.

The book Ants is one of the most important books in my writing career.

It is probably the world that has been with me the longest.

It is also my first book that has been read by many people.

How do I describe my feelings about it? They're complicated.

Today I opened its creation interface and posted the completed half of the piece I had written previously.

I saw that Tomato has launched a new feature called AI Character Card. I tried it and it works...it's already the name of an old friend.

Qiu Yuan, Di, Wan, Kang, Queen Ant, Arthur, Old Xu, Grandfather, and Yafu, these are old friends I am very familiar with. They have been with me for nearly half a year.

I even feel that they are really my friends in my heart.

When I saw AI summarizing their life stories and generating cards, my heart skipped a beat when I looked at their life stories, as if I was meeting a group of friends I hadn't seen for a long time.

Really, that feeling made my heart seem to stop for a moment.

At the beginning, I wrote this book with great enthusiasm. During the process, I was questioned and doubted by some nitpickers, but I persisted with your encouragement.

But later on, I don’t know why, it seemed that the subject of ants was no longer popular, or the quality of my post-production went downhill.

The ants gradually stopped eating tomatoes.

At first I didn’t think it was a big deal, thinking it was just a normal traffic fluctuation that would slowly recover.

But no, it kept going down and down until it was only thirty dollars a day.

This was a big blow to me. After all, at the best time, the book "Ants" could bring in about 200 yuan a day, which was enough for me to earn a good income after work.

But even if it was only 30 yuan a month, I still wanted to continue to have 30 yuan a day. It was okay, after all, it was my first book.

I have to finish writing it.

I still had a job at that time.

I was also able to support the idea with my salary.

but.......

I was laid off and lost my job. I tried to find a new one, but as someone without any education, basically no company was willing to hire me, and working in a factory... basically, I would only get a fixed salary for the rest of my life.

I am unwilling, very unwilling.

I was unwilling to just go into the factory like that, and I was also unwilling to just let the ant project fail like that.

So I started writing new books like crazy, trying to write a book that performed better than Ant so that I could become a full-time author.

I was writing Ant while updating the article, and I was thinking about it at that time.

That’s it, I’ll write a chapter every two days and update the new book normally.

Just like this, update it slowly, and one day you will be able to finish it.

Later, several new books failed. Some of them were because I couldn't stand the nitpicking and gave up on them, some were because I felt the results were not good enough and gave up on them, and some were because I was impulsive and felt that the results were not worthy of my efforts, so I ran away to other places.

In the end, I found out that I overestimated my own abilities.

Yes, I overestimate my abilities.

I overestimated my abilities.

I always feel that if I can write 10,000 words a day, then I can definitely write two books a day.

But I ignored the fact that each of the two books has a different worldview. It’s okay if it’s just for a short time, but after a long time, I simply won’t be able to switch between the two worldviews freely.

I started to use the old story to write about ants, the one by Deng Er.

I started to use stories I saw while playing games in my articles, which was the one about the drawing boy.

I knew this wasn't a good idea, but I had no idea what to do at the time. My mind was in a mess and I couldn't think of anything.

I realized then that I simply didn’t have the ability to write two books at the same time.

I'm sorry to my old friends in the book, and to you who have been waiting so eagerly. I'm sorry.

I take old stories and things I borrowed from others.

For the sake of my new book, I forced myself to write the sequel to Ants.

But that was not actually my worst time.

At that time, I could earn about 100 yuan a day from the royalties from my double-opening publications, which was enough for me to survive.

But then, my parents, they wanted to buy a house.

How to say...

They raised me all my life, opened a breakfast shop, and worked hard for more than 30 years, but still couldn't own a house of their own.

Then, they wanted a house very much. They saved 100,000 yuan, borrowed 100,000 yuan from my aunt, and then borrowed 200,000 yuan from the bank.

Finally they bought the house they wanted.

I used my ID card to take out a loan and the house is in my name.

The family, who originally had some spare money, was completely burdened with mortgage payments and had to tighten their belts to make ends meet.

I thought about persuading them that it would be okay to rent a house for the rest of their lives.

But the older generation’s idea seems to be that one must have roots, roots that must be established even if they are heavily in debt.

My opinion doesn't seem to matter.

They still took out a loan to buy the house, saying they bought it for me, but how could I really kick them out?

I had no choice but to give up my comfortable life in Changsha, return to my hometown, save money, and pay off this crappy mortgage with them.

Every day at home, my parents basically have a small quarrel every day and a big quarrel every three days.

This seems to be a common problem in all ordinary families, especially those where both parents met through blind dates.

There is no emotion at all, only accusations between each other.

My mother has a very bad temper due to health reasons. I have been a little nervous because of my mother's loud scolding since I was a child. I can't stand high-pitched voices. After I return home, I basically have to face their high-decibel voices every day.

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