关于这本书的决定出来了，在这里和诸位分享一下。（之前今天发的给我屏了，说我违规，我申请解jin，被拒绝了，那我再发一次好了，用英语，抱歉，我也不想，但是被人屏了啊，） I know patience is a rare virtue to have in these modern days for most folks， so I will get straight to the point then I will share the journey I had yesterday: The decision is， this story will go on， I will write every day and you will get the update everyday just like it has been in the past 10 months， with a daily minimum of about 3000 words. As for that end of the month benefit/minimum support bonus or what ever you may want to call it， the one that you must write 4000 words per day minimum to be able to qualify， my response is: Fuck it. Now， for the journey I had yesterday. I had to fight my inner demons once again and emerged victorious， I have to thank everyone who showed their support yesterday and I will not forget your names until the end of time. This book was pretty much doomed after I had that talk with one of the editors， he sentenced this book to the death row by telling me the site will likely never promoted it again and that I am no good at all. I was furious， but was I furious just because he passed his judgement onto me? The answer is no， I am not that na?ve. I am fully aware who is he and why he said what he said. He is an employee of a profit-centred business organization， and the nature of his role is no different to those super market employees who manage the fresh produce isle. By saying this， I mean he has to put the good looking ones up on the shelf first， how this produce really taste， he ain’t going to give a damn. And why? Because you can’t have a refund for web novels just like you can’t have a refund for fruits and vegetables， you can’t get it back after you took a bite and hated what you ate. So him saying I am no good， I know what he means， he meant I am no good as a profit generating “vegetable (Dr Evil little pinky pose right here)”， but saying this， I am also fully aware I am not perfect， couple of readers pointed out spots and gave some very valuable advices， for that， I am grateful. I am not going to doubt myself just because some young fella said I am no good where his sole purpose is to select good looking “vegetable” to be put on the shelf---plus you are talking about a site where its Sci-Fi section is filled with Marvel Doujin， yeah， you get the idea. So why did I have an outburst， simple， I want to make a living by just writing stories， I want this writing thing a full time gig， not just some hobby， because I love it， I fucking love doing it， I can write whole day long and not feeling burnt out---unlike most writers on this site who start crying like a pussy after writing 2000 words because to them writing story is a torture worse then university essay. So， an editor declares my work no good means my dream will have to be postponed a few years， again. And how many “few years” can you get in your life? So I had an outburst. That outburst is also due to the fact I want to go pro， and that word “pro” is a heavy term. When does some odd job become a profession? It becomes a profession when it becomes recognized by the society， it becomes a profession when it is imbued/infused with the standards the society think it should have. However， you look at the web novel industry in the last few years， most become further away from becoming a professional. We are becoming something worse than those African hyenas， feast on the dead carcass of fall giants， never creating anything new and interesting. Writers are consumed by greed， writing is no longer a profession that rely on your knowledge， the wisdom you accumulated through the ages， or long hours of study. Writers are becoming people no different than the workers who work on a freaking Iphone production line， mindless drones， nothing more. We are no longer touch the minds and souls of our readers with our words， we are simply trying to stir up their hormone and dopamine for fuck sake. I mean no disrespect to the workers， but I simple think writers should not be working like that. Our work is becoming more and more cheap， sometimes cheaper than the sugar in a cup of freaking milk tea or the pleasure you get from a fucking jerk off. 4000 words every day my ass。。。。。。。。。 I felt the phantom when your dream profession is shifting away from the right things. I witnessed the birth of Chinese web novel， seen its most glorious days and also seen its downfall towards nothing but a profit machine. These are my demons and I had to face them again yesterday， but thanks to you guys， I was victorious once again. Some might start calling me hypocrite already since I am pretty must writing doujin as well. That’s true， but then again， I am using this one as a warm up for the next book， something fully original with a fully constructed world， awesome background and a rich story. But I am not cutting this book loose， every book is my creation， my child and no parent in their right mind could easily throw away their child. That’s about it really， the conflict between my ideals and the ugly reality had been tormenting me， giving me phantom pain， this is the fate of all art workers in a sense. I am lucky， I don’t have to rely on writing for a living， so I don’t have to bow down to the greedy bastards who think they run the fucking universe. So， a mid finger to those assholes and a deep bow down to you---my readers. Stay with me， I will get there， I will show you a beautiful word， an exciting story the best I can. I will see you tomorrow
