My Doomsday Territory - 899. End of this testimonial

(A late final testimonial)

(It should have been written earlier, but because of writing a new book, plus a little bit of procrastination, it has been delayed until now.)

(Dragging and not wanting to write, but if I don’t finish writing this testimonial, I always feel almost something.

(incomplete!

(So I used N days to finish the testimonial.)

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The book of Doomsday Territory, opened on January 22, 2018, and now…

Shock!

It’s actually been two years!

I remember that what I prepared at the beginning did not seem to be an apocalyptic theme, and then when I was playing the game, my inspiration flashed and I knocked on the keyboard to open the book.

I didn’t expect to write this for two years.

Suddenly feel Niu Beer (serious face).

Of course, there are many problems.

For example, the update is slow, and there are occasional pigeons every day, um…

The waste material was even more beastly recognized.

After all, I’ve been writing for two years, and the speed is only 1,000 per hour.

Tears of the weak were left.

Click——

Here is a summary of the plot.

When I started writing, I basically didn’t understand anything.

There is no outline.

There is no main line.

Don’t understand planning.

Don’t understand the selling point.

The plot is written wherever you think…so it makes sense to rush to the street.

It was about 700,000 or 800,000 words that I found… “Oh”, “It turned out to be wrong.”

But still don’t know how to write.

The plot is basically constantly hovering between deviation and turning back.

It was almost two million words before I got a little bit of insight.

I think back to the previous plot from time to time-although all the details are forgotten.

But you can also think of the wrong direction.

If I can do it again, I will choose…

Cough.

If you can start again, the plot should be so planned.

In the beginning, when the green shade was still a small shelter, mobs (survivor team, other gathering places) and so on were farmed.

From small shelters to medium-sized shelters, it is finally contact with Lindong.

I can write at least two or three hundred thousand more words, and it’s more interesting.

It was also after the city was built in the shade of green in the back. The inter-provincial wave was too early, which is equivalent to the level being raised again.

I’m not sure about the rhythm… Then I don’t know what rhythm is.

It should start with a few large shelters around it.

Penetration, trading, influence.

Form a legion.

Resist the demonic tide.

When the protagonist dominates the province, it is estimated that there will be eight or nine hundred thousand characters.

Then look at the whole country.

Then lead to alien races.

Clash with other survivors and alien races in a secret realm.

The influence gradually expanded.

Then the holy city appeared, and the aliens attacked the city.

The Earth chapter can be written for almost this long.

I didn’t write a lot of things that are easy to write.

Rethinking…

Then there was the first other world, Aino Continent-as the first other world, the level was a bit high.

unreasonable.

Cross off.

The double chaos caused the following rhythm and level to be unmaintainable.

The order of the world is not good!

The golden finger is too.

At first I didn’t have to plan, but later… I don’t have time to plan.

That concludes the plot summary.

It feels like a book outline of more than one million words.

After writing this book, the pen and ink has probably evolved from cuteness to rushing to the street.

Not bad too.

Although the book is unsatisfactory-after all, it collapsed.

But it is satisfactory.

I still like the territorial text. I haven’t written this book well. Maybe I will write the territorial text after the next one… right.

I want to write now, but not next year.

At this point, the end of this testimonial is over.

In the end, I would like to thank those book friends who supported me all the way.

Thank you for seeing this.

It was you who accompanied the book and the protagonist until today.

Now officially, draw a full stop.

It’s over, sprinkle flowers.

After writing the testimonials, I finally feel…I am complete.

The spirit is sublimated.

The soul is sublimated.

Oh yeah~!

✿✿ヽ(°▽°)ノ✿~