Absolute Gate

Chapter 65 Remarks on the launch
The Gate of Absolutes will be available at 12 noon on the 17th. Thank you to all readers, thank you to the platform, and thank you to the editors.

This book has a flawed premise, haha, thanks for waking me up.

Looking back, I realize that I was implanted with a mental imprint a long time ago.

It seems to have started as a comment saying that my protagonists are always so high and soaring, as if they were born with some kind of divinity and have no humanity at all.

So I've always wanted to write a protagonist who is truly mediocre but grows up.

This idea wasn't so strong at first, because my writing instincts drove me to write about protagonists with invincible minds... After all, it's the Five Emperors series, and each of them has great ambitions and magnanimity, making it difficult for them to be mediocre.

The only two relatively low-ranking emperors, Qingbai and Erdi, have already been written; the subsequent emperors Heiyan and Huang are all of increasingly higher rank.

So I suppressed that thought.

I once said that the protagonist of Blue and White Society was an ordinary person, but someone who is destined to end all the eras of containment and become the last president of the society must have extraordinary qualities no matter how humble his background is. I 'failed' with that book.

After that, Huang Ji was even worse. He was portrayed as an idiot from the very beginning, but that was only true in the first chapter. He was an omniscient being, like the bright moon in the sky, so it was impossible to write a so-called human protagonist.

Similarly, although Emperor Yan was foolish enough, he was also pure of heart and had an unchanging character, which meant that he was eternally divine from the very beginning.

Three consecutive books featuring divine protagonists, with their humanity relegated to an external role.

It's because they were among the three supreme emperors that I had no choice.

But precisely because of this, that comment from back then seems like a curse, swirling and stirring within me.

It's like a twisted mind.

Longtime readers know that I have expressed, more than once, explicitly or implicitly, in my books or in online groups, my intention to write books with a lowbrow theme and ordinary protagonists.

This idea is so bizarre, I don't even know what I was thinking.

But at the time, this idea was exceptionally strong.

I had just hit a creative block, so I was very dissatisfied. I felt that now that I had finished writing about the Five Emperors, I was free and could start writing about ordinary people.

Therefore, I deliberately avoided writing about Emperor Yu. Even the poorest are considered big shots, so I plan to polish two books before writing this one.

He wrote about Prison Island, and immediately abandoned any idea of ​​writing higher and higher, which is how the meme "the upper limit explodes the continent" came about.

Who would immediately set the limit for their book cover? This actually shows that from this moment on, I've become obsessed.

Gao Xin doesn't have any cheat codes; his only cheat code is his hidden logic.

The underlying logic itself is also a manifestation of super intelligence, and because he had to write a death game, his thinking ability had to remain very strong.

But I just didn't let him awaken at the beginning, so the early stages of Sin Prison Island were very oppressive, and it wasn't until dozens of chapters later that the Dark Logic awakened and he started to act like a monster.

Actually, from this point on, my mortal meme is basically satisfied: because I want to write about mortal protagonists, of course, they can't always have ordinary human nature, I actually want to start out ordinary and then grow up by chance.

Therefore, Gao Xin is both strengthening the brain and supplementing knowledge and culture through imaginary companions, which means that I am pursuing a kind of 'postnatal improvement'.

So, up to Gao Xin's growth potential, I'm already satisfied. Now I just need to focus on writing about how his superhuman intelligence manifests itself.

But I didn't expect that when the game got a bit more complicated, none of the readers would even bother to read it.

It's too difficult to explain; I don't want to use my brain.

You don't know, I dropped from 8,000 subscribers to 2,000, just one chapter away, and there were no bad reviews. I simply stopped following the game part.

I thought about it for three days and three nights, and then I just banned the game in the entire book, which meant I scrapped most of the content. It's like I was halfway through writing a new book and suddenly switched to a completely new one. But fighting is fun, and sure enough, the more I did, the better the grades became.

However, my thoughts started to go completely astray from here.

I think it's because my writing isn't grounded in reality enough.

So I became obsessed and started writing the new book, Absolute Gate, which immediately and intensely portrays his ordinariness from the very beginning.

His mind was overwhelmed by the countless trivialities of life. He would retaliate directly if he was scolded, showing no tact whatsoever. All his thoughts were written on his face and were immediately apparent.

They may also be hesitant to invest too much time and energy in learning due to a lack of confidence, leaving all their ideas in their minds without putting them into action.

They will only make changes when they are forced into a corner.

It's not that he's not studious; it's that he didn't receive enough education to cultivate good study habits from a young age, nor did he have enough resources to support him in having the courage to break through his established life.

It's not that he doesn't know how to think; it's that he's become accustomed to refusing to think.

As the Black Emperor said when he defeated the World Destroyer: as long as one is not truly mentally deficient, then the essence of stupidity is only one thing, which is 'refusing to think'.

This refers to ignorance and apathy.

Many people say that Wu Zhong is mentally challenged, but that's not true at all.

Because I wrote it entirely as if I were myself in my early twenties, if Wu Zhong is mentally challenged, then I am mentally challenged too.

But now that I'm in my thirties, looking back at my past self, I really do seem like an idiot.

In my teens and twenties, aside from feeling incredibly cool while involved in mystery fiction circles, I refused to think about anything in reality. After graduation, I was completely lost, and even while working in another city, I had a strained relationship with my boss. I was taught a lot, but I was dismissive of it all and wouldn't listen to anything.

My journey from intellectual disability to maturity was marked by a moment of resentment. Taking advantage of my youth, I mustered all my courage, resigned from my job, had a huge fight with my family, and abandoned everything, even my family, because their thinking was too conservative and traditional. I felt that if I listened to them, my life would be over. So I distanced myself from my old environment to write. At the time, I was very pessimistic, prepared to jump off a building if I couldn't write.

Yes, I was so young and naive back then. I even imagined the end of the world would come quickly, which is why I spent my days researching aliens, SCPs, and all sorts of apocalyptic theories.

I also studied philosophy and divided myself into three aspects. Divinity is how I see myself, demonic nature is how others see me, and human nature is unknowable, impermanent, and something I don't even understand myself—it is the self that arises and ceases according to Buddhist teachings.

But after I wrote it down, my thoughts changed instantly, as if I had become a different person.

Therefore, Wu Zhong's change was also like this. After he earned his first pot of gold, he calmed down, settled down, and began to reflect on himself from the conversations with the caregivers.

They made an extreme choice, abandoning their old environment and fleeing outwards.

If he made the wrong choice, then he would die. Essentially, it was his most direct revenge against the 'framed' environment that defined his entire past life.

As for his maternal grandfather, after the Night Wanderer possessed him, he wrote that he had decided to stay away from his maternal grandfather from now on.

In short, by a stroke of luck, he stepped out of his past world and into a completely new one.

After that comes a lot of growth: listening to the advice of others, learning to hide one's emotions, witnessing the beauty of the motherland, broadening one's mind, reflecting on oneself, and making changes.

They will also learn and use their brains, no longer refusing to think about real life. They will also fight desperately, because they have given up everything to jump out of this situation, and have nothing left to lose; the courage required is greater than the courage to face death.

With the addition of cheat codes, he will gradually grow into a legend.

So at the end of the chapter before he left, I wrote that he was about to make the most important decision of his life.

I had expected there would be controversy, but I didn't expect it to be this big.

It's my fault for not writing it well. It seems that protagonists who grow and develop are really not suitable for me.

Just like when I look back at my past self, I also suffer from aversion to stupidity.

I really don't have the talent to write books, yet I still make these kinds of mistakes that a novice online writer makes even after writing seven books.

I had already found a path by relying on my instincts in writing, showcasing my strengths, but unexpectedly, I've gone back to the wrong path. I'm deliberately falling into the same pitfalls that I instinctively avoided.

The editor even helped me proofread the beginning of the book on information. At that time, Huang Ji was supposed to be a detective, using his abilities to solve cases.

I refused, determined to write about aliens and have the protagonist save the world. After that, the editor stopped reviewing my manuscript and just signed a contract based on the book title.

But from then on, no one helped me determine in advance whether the beginning would be okay.

I told the editor that I should still proofread my manuscripts in the future, at least to avoid making basic mistakes, it's too much to bear.

Now that I've figured everything out, I can't help but laugh at myself.

What were they thinking? It must be some kind of mental construct to insist on starting with a mediocre protagonist. This idea itself is absurd.

When I was chatting with some authors at a gathering, someone told me it wouldn't work, but I didn't listen.

During a meeting, I consulted with Foxtail and told him: "I'm very troubled. I've written several books with protagonists who are like gods, too lofty and unrealistic. The character settings are superficial, so my books are all logic and the stories are empty. I want to write some protagonists who are human and like normal people. How should I adjust this?"

His reply to me at the time was: "Since you have written so many books, you must already have your own ideas and thoughts. There is no need to write about things you are not good at."

When I heard that, I thought, "Isn't this just a way to appease me?" So I figured out how to write it myself, hahaha.

I was really obsessed at the time. Now, when I think back to Foxtail's surprised expression, I'm afraid he was saying that I was crazy.
I almost laughed myself to death.

When someone's thinking is biased, they really can't listen to anything.

The start of this new book was absolutely phenomenal, but it's okay, at least I've broken free from my mental distortion.

I examine myself three times a day; this is a kind of gain, isn't it?

The protagonist is now on a continuous upward trajectory, but it certainly can't be written like this at the beginning. I'm willing to accept any outcome; this book's performance will inevitably hit a new low, but I'm okay with it.

The reactions from everyone were normal. Looking back at my past self, I also seem like an idiot.

Speaking of this, I want to apologize to Lao Mao. When I first met him, his thinking and speech were just like my ignorant self, which made me call him stupid a few times and I always told him that I had a stupidity phobia.

I regretted it as soon as I said it. He's just too young, and there's a generation gap between us.

If Old Cat is reading this, I want to apologize to you again. I'm really sorry.

Everyone has their strengths. Some of the things you did for me in your field are things I don't understand at all. It's a wonder you put up with my sharp tongue when we first met.

Finally, I will write the rest of this book seriously. Since I have chosen the path of growth, I will accept all the obstacles and write it well.

The story of Prison Island got a bit sluggish towards the end because I deleted the entire main storyline of Death Game and switched to another book, so I couldn't avoid a bad ending.

But no matter how bad the results are, I will write it well for all the readers who have made it this far.

That's all. May the Black Emperor enjoy boundless blessings and peace.

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(End of this chapter)