Whenever he thought of this, he would break into a cold sweat and feel an inexplicable fear.
"It shouldn't be such bad luck. You can't stop practicing just because of this." Mu Bai comforted himself.
Even if Mu Bai stops practicing now, the soul beads in his body will still enhance his soul power through the elemental power that Mu Bai inhales during his breath, but this improvement is very slow.
After a while, the Orient raised its sails and slowly sailed away from the port under the hard work of the sailors. The final dock was Toronto, a coastal city on the eastern border of the empire.
…
Two days after Mu Bai left the imperial city.
At the gate of Tianlong Academy, two men and women with extraordinary momentum were greeted.
Those two people are Fei Qi and Kelly, the masters of the Martial God Sect.
The two entered the academy, and all the students who passed by them felt their hearts tremble. This was because they had deliberately restrained their aura, but the momentum they naturally showed was still very terrifying.
"Where is the dean?"
Fitch casually pulled a male student in front of him, stared at him coldly, and said with a knife-like smile: "If you don't answer, I'll kill you."
The student broke out in a cold sweat, pointed tremblingly behind him, and said: "One...just two miles away...is the office building...where the dean...is..."
"very good."
Feiqi nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand slightly, and threw the student more than a hundred meters away.
When the people around them saw this, they all looked horrified, wondering where these two people were coming from.
Fitch and Kelly quickly arrived in front of the dean's office building. They asked a magic instructor who happened to come out, learned the specific location of the dean's office, and stepped into the office building.
…
"Huh? Is it finally here?"
Mibo was reading an ancient magic book at this time. When he felt two powerful auras approaching quickly, he immediately realized the identity of the person coming.
"Bang."
Fitch gently opened the door and walked directly in front of Mibber with Kelly.
The two of them glanced at Mibo. Kelly smiled softly and asked, "Are you the dean?"
Mibo barely kept his composure and asked: "Who are you?"
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PS: From the serialization on April 21 to today, the total number of words has exceeded one million words. Let me make a summary.
Although this speed still cannot satisfy the appetite of most readers, it is already my ultimate strength.
Don’t I want more updates? The more updates there are, the higher the royalties will be. But the difficulty of creation is not as simple as a few comments from readers.
One million words! How much content do you need to conceive to achieve? The plots before and after must be consistent. This is a very huge project.
Readers don’t understand the hardships of creation, and I don’t want to say more. If you haven’t experienced it, you can’t understand it.
Because readers don’t know how much time I sometimes have to stop and think to modify a word, how much time it takes to find materials to enrich the content, etc...
It has been three months since I started serializing. I rarely go out to meet with friends. I face the computer and keyboard every day. This boring life makes me tired of words. I even thought about finishing this book and staying away from this book.
The thoughts of the industry. Those readers who asked me to update dozens or hundreds of chapters immediately. When I saw such words, I just smiled and didn't want to respond.
More often, I want to burst out more, but I have to think about my health, because writing novels is no longer a matter of a day or two. In the past, I could often burst into writing all night long if I had nothing to do, but now I don’t dare to do that, I have to think about it.
Health is the only way to continue writing. I don’t want to make myself suffer from occupational diseases. Having a healthy body is better than anything else. However, many readers almost ignore this. They only see the author’s words but do not understand the author.
life.
If you continue to want to see the words I write in the future, you should be able to understand this.
A person's standard working time is eight hours a day, and he also needs rest and entertainment. Now I don't have any entertainment at all except sleeping because I don't have time.
I started to conceive of the plot in the morning, started writing in the afternoon, and continued until very late at night before finishing the day's update, ten chapters! It seems like it only takes a few minutes, but this is the result of my day's work.
If it’s too little, if it’s not good-looking, and other issues, I’m trying my best to do a good job.
Finally, I hope you can support this book every day. Readers are my biggest source of motivation.