Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 30 Remarks on the launch!

Missing for a year.

I spent the first half of the year recuperating from illness.

A normal person’s facial paralysis recovers in half a month, but I got a serious one.

A few months later, I went to the hospital for an EMG, but half of my face still had no signal. My eyes could not close completely, and I could only rely on eye drops every day to relieve the pain.

After consulting a doctor, I learned that if this disease shows no signs of recovery for such a long time, it will be difficult to recover in the future.

So I quickly prepared myself mentally to have facial paralysis for the rest of my life, and then I just gave up on treatment and gave up.

As it was moving, hey, it actually started to recover slowly on its own.

For a while, I got used to only half of my face, and I still only used half of it when making expressions. Every time I realized that the other half of my face could move, I would fill it in again, and the symmetry was delayed.

Although there are still some sequelae, they no longer affect my life and are basically not noticeable.

In the first six months, in addition to facial paralysis, I had a lot of other health problems. I used to think I was young and fearless, but then I overbuilt my body and it collapsed.

When you start to reminisce about your youth, it proves that your youth has left you;

When you truly understand "I wish you good health" and no longer regard it as a meaningless compliment, it proves that you have at least lost it.

At that time, a friend in the same industry fell ill and came to tell me. I comforted and encouraged him, asking him to stay optimistic and positive. He did the same and got used to adding smiling expressions when chatting afterwards.

Then suddenly one day I got the news that he was gone.

In fact, we are not that close. We are both stay-at-home guys and have only met a few times in real life. I still remember the last time we met, after everyone finished their meal, when the waiter came to pay the bill, I silently took a half step back to let him show up and pay the bill.

Now thinking about it, ah, I really deserved to die.

In the last period of his life, he remained open-minded and optimistic, but his passing had a huge impact on me, as my own health was also failing at that time.

It turns out that I, who encouraged him to be optimistic and positive, was a coward.

I think I was depressed during that time. When it was serious, I would wake up every night due to palpitations. Every day I either lost interest in everything or got angry for no reason.

At that time, every time I thought of "typing", I would feel disgust and fear, and shudder. The psychological trauma it caused me was so great that I once thought that my career should be over.

After resting for half a year, my body has recovered a little. I thought that I didn’t have time before and had been staying at home for several months without going out, so I decided to go out for a walk and relax.

Then I drove along 318, and after returning, I drove along G331 around Northeast China, and after returning, I drove to Hainan, and after returning, I drove to WLMQ around Northern Xinjiang...

I am like an ant, crawling around on the map of my motherland.

So much so that later on, there was really nowhere to go, and I actually began to blame my ancestors for not conquering more land.

The Broken Bridge of the Yalu River, the magnificence of the Changbai Mountains, the grandeur of the Qilian Mountains, the tranquility of the Sailimu Lake, the sandstorms of Inner Mongolia...

Really, getting out more often does help.

I've realized it. A more literary way of putting it is that I feel my own insignificance, and a more popular way of putting it is that I finally discovered that I'm nothing.

Then, I felt itchy and found the urge to write a book.

Although I said last time that I would use this window of opportunity to study hard and make up for my shortcomings so that I can improve myself and so on...

But, I'm sorry to tell you that I really haven't made any progress at all.

Not only had I not read much as an author in years, but I also found myself increasingly out of touch.

In the previous chapter, when Liu Yumei talked about middle-aged people losing the motivation to learn new things, she was really talking about me.

I went looking for books to read, and I could feel that many of the books were well-written, interesting, and wonderful, but I just couldn't get through them. Some of the books with trendy styles were not suitable for me.

Then, I was unwilling to force myself to scan the charts, study and analyze. Reason told me that as a creator, this was a slow death and I was destined to be eliminated by the times, but emotion told me that I should give up.

Because the last experience of physical and mental collapse taught me that it’s hard to say which will come faster: being eliminated by the times or me dying first.

I knew very early on that my style would not be enough to create a hit book, and I am only suitable for a niche market.

So this time, I just wanted to write something that I am interested in. Nantong is my hometown, and I wrote about my hometown dialect. I know this may increase your reading difficulty, but it’s okay, I have a strong sense of immersion.

The homes of the characters in the book are actually the homes of my relatives in my hometown. I have already located them in my mind. Who lives at my uncle's house? Who lives at my aunt's house? Including Li Sanjiang's family who runs a paper-making business. Which relative of mine is he? When I was a child, I often went to watch Ultraman with kids of the same age in his family.

So when Xiao Yuanhou and the others were running around the village, I was from a God's perspective. Oh, I was going to "visit relatives online" again.

Now that I’m over 30, I’ve finally reached the threshold to write some period literature.

In fact, I have wanted to write this for a long time, but it is not suitable because not only do I have to wait until I am older, I also have to wait until my readers are older.

Fortunately, we are all old.

You can happily reminisce.

My interest in writing this book lies largely in the fact that I suddenly thought of an old object from the past, and then I wrote about it, waiting for people to read this chapter and for old readers like me to say after reading this chapter, "Oh, yes, yes, I used this in my hometown, too."

However, it is inevitable that there may be some cognitive biases caused by geographical factors or the uneven development of rural areas in that era.

For example, when I wrote that there was a river behind Li Weihan's house, I remember a reader criticized me for writing nonsense, saying that if you build a house next to a river, aren't you afraid that it will be washed away by the water? I looked at the IP address and found that it was a reader from Shaanxi.

This is normal. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there would be a town built against a cliff. I can only say that our country is really too big and the landform features are really too rich.

In fact, many times, the supernatural elements are more like a thread that runs through the book, and the beads on the thread are stories and individuals.

The traditional supernatural stories that I understand do not follow the pure upgrade route, where the characters break through barriers and ascend to heaven.

Therefore, the pace of this book will be very slow, and many things will be written in great detail and in a very watery way, so watery that it will be madly deafening.

When I showed the beginning of the manuscript to my editor, my editor reminded me that the pace was too slow and it would easily discourage people.

I said it’s okay, I did it on purpose.

If you want to be bad, you have to have a bad attitude. Anyway, readers who are not used to this style will be discouraged by the beginning, and those who stay... those who have read all the way to the comments on the release of the book have all survived the hardships.

Since I don’t have any high requirements for the book’s performance, I think I can also take the initiative to choose my readers, so this should be called finding people who resonate with me.

Our country has a large population, and I'm not a pervert picked out of a million. I always feel that if I like something that I find interesting, there will definitely be a group of people who share the same taste as me.

After some readers were dissuaded from reading earlier, as the number of words increased, everyone who stayed in this chapter is all good friends with similar interests. They can communicate and play more harmoniously and happily, which helps to create a more comfortable atmosphere.

Here, I would like to thank my editor-in-chief Yisuo and responsible editor Zhusha, because I have never been an obedient author and they have always been very tolerant and helpful to me.

I would also like to thank Yintian, pp, Yashao, Fanfan, Miaosang, Sisi and others. I suddenly said that I wanted to publish a book, and then I temporarily called them to help me set up the operation team.

I would also like to thank the readers who have kept sending me private messages over the past year asking me when I would return, and those of you who gathered together soon after the book was published.

I found that I am getting lazier and lazier. I really can't say anything sensational. You see, I am too lazy to even come up with a title for each chapter.

Of course, it’s also because each chapter is too long and it’s difficult to come up with a title.

During the entire new book period, the only thing I said about the author was "There is still one chapter before 0 o'clock."

Apart from that, I haven't said a single word. Because I don't think it's necessary. I can just communicate with you through the content of the chapter. If I add a string of my own words or words of thanks below, I think it will ruin your reading experience.

Okay, having said so much, it’s time to wrap up.

The next chapter will be the one that will be put on the shelves, and it will be released at 0: tonight (there may be a delay of a few minutes).

Don't accuse me of being lazy and missing today's update. In fact, I only had 3 chapters in reserve when I published the book, and I started writing them on the third day after the publication. If I had reserved some, I wouldn't have been so stupid as to post updates every day, and publish them later and later.

Old readers are all familiar with my writing habits.

In addition, due to some reasons, the listing plan was temporarily brought forward.

Therefore, today's update can only be released at 0:, because if I write the update at night, I will not have enough time to write the update for the shelf, and the superiors will arrange a shelf activity for me, and then everyone will see, oh no, this stuff doesn't even have VIP chapters!

Finally, I am lucky to have your company on the journey of life. Everyone should post more chapters and brainstorm more. You may not be as good as me in writing long articles, but I am not as imaginative as you.

Finally,
Don't panic,

Hold on to the dragon!
(End of this chapter)