The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent

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I feel like my writing career is almost over.

I wrote 500 words at noon and deleted them all. I just wrote 1,100 words and deleted them all. The reason is because it was very strange to read, and suddenly my mentality collapsed.

Probably because I really have no talent for writing, and now my true colors are finally revealed.

In order not to be called a liar, I declare here: do not vote, encourage, or reward. It's okay to scold, as long as it doesn't involve family members. Wait until I get through this period of isolation.

It may take a long time, but you don’t have to wait, just read other books.