After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

"How come your handwriting has improved so much?"

Grandpa pressed for more details.

"I don't know either. I just went into the study and suddenly felt a strong urge to write, and this is what I ended up writing."

Xu Qin made up a reason to get away with it.

"How strange, could it really be the old man returning?"

Grandpa paced back and forth, lost in thought.

The older generation believed in superstitious and ghostly things, so Grandpa really thought that Xu Qin had been approached by Great-Grandpa.

Twenty seconds later, he pulled Xu Qin aside and said, "Go offer incense to your great-grandfather!"

Xu Qin did not refuse. Besides, he had just received a legendary trait from his great-grandfather, so offering incense shouldn't be a problem.

The memorial tablet for my great-grandfather is located in this old house.

Before long, Grandpa brought Xu Qin over, lit incense, and bowed. Xu Qin was very devout throughout.

Before nightfall.

After Xu Qin finished eating, he played chess with his grandfather in the yard for more than three hours.

The countryside is beautiful at night. There is a bright moon in the sky, thousands of twinkling stars, endless chirping of insects, and a refreshing evening breeze that makes people feel cool and refreshed.

This is something that cannot be found in the city, not even in the suburbs; it is only found in the countryside and secluded places far from the hustle and bustle of the city.

"You two, aren't you going to rest yet?"

Grandma came out around 10 p.m.

Grandpa waved his hand: "Almost done, the last game, Qin, let's finish the last game."

"OK."

It was finally past eleven o'clock when Xu Qin, having killed Grandpa's general, emerged victorious.

"Ah Qin, Grandpa can't keep up with you anymore!"

Grandpa laughed heartily.

"Grandpa probably went easy on me?" Xu Qin knew that his grandfather had gone easy on him, otherwise he really couldn't beat the other party.

"Ha ha……"

Grandpa patted his thigh. "Qin, get some rest. Come again tomorrow!"

"Grandpa, you too."

Xu Qin returned to his room and took out his game laptop.

"I haven't typed anything yet today."

Xu Qin did not forget her work for today.

He spent two hours and finished 15,000 words.

When I checked the time, it was already 2 a.m.

But Xu Qin was very energetic.

At eighteen years old, staying up a little late is nothing.

But Xu Qin was more energetic than ever before; he was now blessed with a special ability.

"Can I go two days and two nights without sleeping?"

"Full of energy" allows Xu Qin to stay awake for two days and two nights.

Xu Qin decided to give it a try.

So Xu Qin spent the entire night writing.

As it turns out, writing can be addictive, especially since Xu Qin writes out of love for it, which prevents him from pursuing it for financial gain; it's purely driven by passion.

When dawn broke, Xu Qin was still very energetic and not sleepy at all.

Xu Qin expects his novel, "The First Year of Xincheng," to be completed in 300,000 words, or at most another 10,000 or 20,000 words.

The overall story is about:

The male lead followed the archaeological team into a mysterious ancient tomb. Through a mysterious passage inside, they arrived in a folded spacetime created by an extraterrestrial civilization, where time was locked. There, they met General Chi Yu and learned from him that the coordinates of Blue Star had been exposed and discovered by an advanced civilization.

In response, they had no choice but to seek help from the ancient Chinese, which led to the discovery of the previous civilization on Earth—the ancient Chinese.

Before its collapse, this civilization locked away all its achievements, using the Hetu and Luoshu as keys. Only by deciphering the Hetu and Luoshu can one communicate with the previous civilization and find a way to save humanity's home.

What about the ending?

Xu Qin's initial idea was to confront advanced civilizations head-on.

However, he quickly rejected it.

How could we possibly win?

This is not a fantasy novel where someone uses an ultimate imperial weapon to challenge a level above their own.

Therefore, the ending is changed to the Blue Star civilization, led by the Chinese, preparing to use the supermassive, high-speed rotating black hole in the Milky Way to make Blue Star jump to another star system.

However, the black hole is connected to a stable wormhole, and negative energy matter generates a repulsive force to prevent the passage from closing.

This situation is theoretically almost impossible; the probability is extremely small.

Furthermore, this wasn't a spaceship passing through a black hole, but a planet passing through a black hole.

However, Xu Qin insisted on writing it this way.

However, this will be written in detail in the second part, since the preparation work before that may be very long, spanning several decades.

Because this is science fiction, it needs to follow certain science fiction logic before it can be created freely. However, it cannot be like online novels where you can just sign in with a system notification. Therefore, it needs to be as logically rigorous as possible.

The story has already reached 210,000 words, and Xu Qin will soon be writing this part of the plot.

Xu Qin got carried away and wrote from 2 a.m. until dawn, adding another 45,000 words to the original 15,000.

The total word count is 270,000.

But Xu Qin only sent 15,000 words.

"The last few tens of thousands of words should be finished in two or three days at most. If I stay up all night, I can finish them in one night."

The total word count is slightly over 300,000.

This is why Xu Qin doesn't write online novels; otherwise, he would be exhausted from writing millions of words.

Publishing a few hundred thousand words of literature is possible, but it requires stronger literary skills.

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

These past few days, Xu Qin wandered around the village looking for other special items, but to no avail.

As for the rest of the time, besides writing books, he helps with housework, plays chess with his grandfather, and practices calligraphy.

After four days, Xu Qin finished the draft of "New City Year One", which had a total of 350,000 words, much more than Xu Qin had expected. But it was finally finished, just not published yet.

Collections: 321602.

Comments: 65364.

Donations: 56368 yuan.

Xu Qin is more interested in tips and collections.

Tips are related to how much Xu Qin can earn this month, while collections are the most direct data for judging the quality of this book.

In the past few days, several more copyright holders have wanted the copyright to Xu Qin's works.

These copyright holders are looking at the data directly related to collections.

The Chiyu Forum does not allow data manipulation; this is strictly regulated, so all data is genuine and cannot be faked.

However, Xu Qin ultimately ignored these copyright holders. The reason was simple: like Li Yue of Xinyue Media before him, these copyright holders all wanted to acquire the full copyright of Xu Qin's book for a small amount of money.

Xu Qin only found out after checking that many successful authors on the Chiyu Forum had been hunted down by these copyright holders in their early stages.

You feel you've been cheated and want to take it to court, but you usually can't outlast the other party and end up suffering in silence.

Moreover, as a small author, you won't be considered by large copyright holders, and in the end, you'll still only be able to cooperate with these small and medium-sized copyright holders.

Therefore, there is no solution to this problem, and in many cases, one can only accept it passively.

Xu Qin then realized the ruthless nature of these copyright holders.

He was indeed too idealistic about selling the copyrights before, unaware of the wickedness of society and people's hearts.

In the afternoon, Xu Qin went with her grandmother to fertilize the vegetable garden.

The fertilizer wasn't commercially available; it was sewage sludge taken from the latrine.

Xu Qin carried two buckets of manure on a shoulder pole and walked several hundred meters to reach the vegetable garden.

The smell along the way was incredibly stimulating.

When they arrived at the vegetable garden, Grandma wouldn't let Xu Qin do any work, saying she would take care of the rest.

Xu Qin sat on the edge of the field playing on his phone.

During this period, two other people from Xu Qin's dormitory group also joined the group.

Zhou Botao is from Northwest China. He is 1.88 meters tall, a basketball enthusiast, and dreams of joining the Air Force. However, he was not selected because he was 3 centimeters too tall. He wanted to play basketball but was not selected because he was too short and not good enough. He seems to be a tragic figure.

The last roommate was named Ye Jiahao, from Guangzhou. He was very quiet and never said a word after joining the group. I didn't know his specific situation, but his nickname was "Prison Dragon King" and his signature was: "If she sheds a tear, I will slaughter a city."

When Xu Qin took out his phone, he saw Liu Nanfeng's message to all the dormitory members a few minutes earlier:

"Brothers, hurry up and get your red envelopes in the class group chat! Ding Ruipeng is celebrating buying a new car and he's giving out money again!"

"This factory's second-generation rich kid is really loaded! They said they're giving out 20,000 yuan right away, so hurry up and check the class group chat, get ready to receive the money!"

"Oh, right, Ding Ruipeng said he's also going to set up a huge red envelope of 6666 yuan. Let's see who can get it! Awesome!"

Another paycheck?

Ding Ruipeng is a second-generation factory worker and a big show-off in the group. He previously said he would give out money in the group for his birthday.

Now, it's obvious they're going to show off again.

Xu Qin missed the message a few days ago because he didn't check it, and he couldn't miss it again this time.