I've finished submitting my application for this book. Let me say a few words. Initially, I wanted to imitate *Lan Ke*, but it was too bland—so bland that I couldn't even get a proper push. So I cut corners on my already pitiful outline, which caused the plot logic to become chaotic, resulting in some illogical plot points that even I find intellectually challenging. (The original plot arrangement was placed in an earlier chapter, under the author's notes; I forget which chapter it was.)
Even so, this book reached the "Featured" status within a month of its release, surpassing "Titan." In between, I had three books flopped. This book was proof that I had stood up again, that I could write a second, even better "Featured" book. Unfortunately, bad luck struck, and my health once again held me back.
Last May, I was diagnosed with gallstones. This was my own fault, because that winter I often stayed in bed late and had irregular breakfasts. This was the cause of my illness. I brought it on myself, so I can't blame anyone else.
However, I had gallstones that looked like sludge. At the time, I was thinking of reducing my frequency of visits and focusing on treating the underlying condition. I estimated that it would take about one or two months to resolve the issue, because I had seen cases of gallstones online where people drank traditional Chinese medicine and it took about the same amount of time.
As a result, after drinking Chinese medicine for twenty days, my gallbladder actually deflated! Can you believe it? Not only did it not remove the gallstones, but it also stopped producing bile. The most important function of the gallbladder is to store bile. An organ that has lost its function must be removed.
Do you know how devastated I was when I saw the results of the follow-up examination? My legs were shaking and trembling when I walked.
Fortunately, I met a very responsible doctor. I told him about my situation, and he said that my gallbladder atrophy was caused by the medication. Since the medication definitely has a half-life, I should be able to recover after a period of rest and regular check-ups.
Then, I spent four to five months eating a vegetarian diet, absolutely vegetarian. I couldn't touch anything oily or meaty. I even became familiar with one of the doctors who performed the ultrasound. He could recognize me immediately when he saw me. Damn, I became the laughing stock of their department.
Anyway, I was really devastated at the time. In that situation, the novel was completely ruined, to the point that I went back to the single-player mode when I was writing the novel.
Honestly, it's really demoralizing for an author to write something, post it, and then not get a single comment. Not many people can stick to this kind of solo game for long. I've persevered for more than half a year, which is pretty decent, even though there's still a suspicion of it being left unfinished. But I think I still have some integrity.
Because I had been conceiving the idea for a new book for a long time. In November, when I was diagnosed with bile in my gallbladder, all sorts of ideas popped into my head.
However, these ideas have nothing to do with this book, because I really can't think of anything else. A blank sheet of paper is better for drawing, but if I want to start a book, I have to play with it first. I can't just abandon it again!
So I endured it for three months, during which time I also reflected on the problems with this first Xianxia novel.
The biggest problem, in my opinion, is that this book is flawed from the very beginning with the setting of the "golden finger" (a powerful, overpowered ability to grant one's advantages). The concepts of good and evil are too idealistic. It's easy to write about people living in the lower rungs of society, but once you elevate the story to a higher level and start talking about good and evil, it becomes quite ridiculous.
The "golden finger" setting has flaws, that's one point. Secondly, the plot is too monotonous, and the characters are not three-dimensional enough. There are many, many flaws. These flaws can only be corrected by slowly improving my writing skills. These flaws are not something I can fix just because I want to.
I can only think about the "golden finger" setting. The next book will definitely still be a fantasy novel. As for the golden finger, I've decided to choose a system. This thing is like a panacea. You don't have to be too stupid. Over the years, eight or nine out of ten readers can accept the system thing.
I'll be starting a new book next month, so I'll take a ten-day to two-week break first, and use that time to stockpile some manuscripts.
As for my health, it's not bad. After I contracted COVID-19, I would easily cough repeatedly if I was exposed to wind or cold, so I went to get a lung CT scan.
The result was quite unexpected. In three years, it was the first time I had seen my lungs so clean. The linear lesions and calcifications left by tuberculosis were gone, and the lung nodules were nothing either—I'd had these lung nodules for more than half a year, and their location, number, and size were different every time I had a check-up.
After some thought, I realized that the way to eliminate lung nodules is both simple and complex: it's about maintaining an optimistic and cheerful attitude.
For a period of time before the Lunar New Year, I was in a pretty good mood, which lasted for about a week. It's possible that the nodules dissolved during that time.
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Why was I in a good mood back then? Because I was chatting with a girl. Now it's different. Damn it, once we got to know each other better, she started cursing me all the time. She even accepted my red envelopes, and a few days later she was still cursing me.
In summary, flirting with girls can keep you in a good mood!
I'm even thinking about downloading King of Glory again and finding some gaming partners on Bixin to have some fun, but after checking my balance, I decided against it and should focus on my new book. A poor guy like me doesn't deserve to flirt with girls.
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