Unlimited Bloodstone

I also read through all the comments from everyone in the previous chapter.

Sincerely thank you all for your support and encouragement!

Everyone’s understanding warms my heart. This kind of understanding is a breath of fresh air in the online literary circle. Many times, I feel very lucky.

You and I are lucky to meet each other!

Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, so this kind of luck is actually a kind of luxury. At least I know that many online writers can’t get it.

Some time ago, I really hit a trough.

Both physically and mentally trapped.

The new coronavirus is more like the last stone that breaks the camel's back. It’s not straw, it has weight.

Late at night some time ago, I could feel the weakness of my body. Every violent cough is a weak gasp of pale life.

After it turned cloudy, I took a walk in a deserted corner.

When the sun hits me, I feel like an old black and white photo. I couldn't feel the warmth, I was alienated from the world.

At that moment, I realized that I was so tired!

My body and mind were really exhausted to the limit, so tired that I couldn't feel tired, so tired that I felt numb.

It wasn't until the coronavirus hit that I broke this numbness.

Perhaps, this is the price of pursuing dreams?

I think!

Many friends left messages after books, WeChat messages, and QQ messages that cared about me and comforted me. Although I was grateful, I knew that the main reason was me. All of this was caused by my actions.

It’s me who is paranoid, it’s me who hits the wall and never looks back, it’s me who is constantly rebuilding, it’s me who is indulged in the whirlpool of countless clues, characters, and plots…

Do you regret it?

Pooh!

When I spat, even if it was mixed with blood and broken teeth, I still had a look of disdain on my face.

I do not regret.

That's who I am.

Now that I am at a trough, it is just because external conditions do not allow me and my body does not allow me.

It’s not me that’s stopping me.

But it had to stop—it was the world roaring in my ears.

I know: this world is material. The material world does not depend on the human spirit.

"It has to stop," I told myself, after careful consideration.

I raised my index finger towards the sunset and said, "Just a pause!"

Isn’t the meaning of life in the process of chasing dreams?

People die all the time.

Most people cannot wait for wonderful results.

Therefore, in many cases, the "process" is actually the result.

If I were just one person, I would still be willing to move forward even if the water was clear and empty.

But I'm not now.

Therefore, some time ago, I suddenly understood many people that I had never understood before. Those creators are alone, almost drowning in personal loneliness.

I no longer have this kind of loneliness and freedom.

I am too greedy and hope for ordinary people's happiness.

I admit it.

I pay the price for my greed, and suspension is the price.

"Infinite Blood Core" doesn't want to give up, but it has to pause. After writing the second volume, I paused. (It took so long to lay the groundwork, so there must be an explanation. The explanation I give you is also an explanation for myself during this period.)

Then you have to make money and change the material world.

Let this world be a little more relaxed for me.

Then, keep chasing your dreams!