Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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I didn't expect to write another testimonial in my life. The old cow was a little confused.

Imagine —— 10 years ago, you were a young man, a basketball player, who once swung in the rain on the field on countless sunny mornings or dusk with dead leaves, and also made countless like-minded, bloody brothers, who were laughed and praised aloud by girls.

One day, you get hurt, you break a bone, you break a leg, and then you leave the stadium, you take off your jersey, you study hard, you test hard, then you walk into society, you wear a suit, you tie, you work hard, you marry your wife, you don't play basketball long ago, even the NBA hasn't had time to watch, the unique rubber smell of basketball and the "squeak” sound of the sneakers rubbing on the stadium, it's as if it's been a lifetime ago.

And then, this day, for no reason at all, and I don't know what happened, you suddenly “biu ~” appeared on the field, and you were not wearing a suit, but a vest, and you were grabbing a computer, but a basketball, and you were about to enter —— a real game!

You must have been as confused as an old cow at that moment.

Because, while the field is still the field, the basketball is still the basketball, and the basketball is still the basketball.

But the players have changed, the cheers have changed, the tactics have changed, even the rules have changed, and now basketball - you can kick it with your feet!

That's what the old cow, the newcomer, discovered when he got to where he started.

It's like a trichlorfon from the Cold Takeshi that emerges from the depths of the sea and finds itself a completely new species that is completely unfit for the environment.

Not only writing, narrative style, storytelling rhythm… these things all have new ways of playing, but also "Golden Three Chapters”, “Short-term Goals Medium-term Goals Long-term Goals” and other things that are high-end and upscale at first sight.

How to punch the face, how to control the rhythm, new tricks… everything has to be learned from scratch.

Even the name of the novel is completely different from it was a few years ago.

Especially when the old bull dots the happy and loving science fiction section, and finds that the reader loves to see "Shipmaster, Marvel, Marvel, Moon," it creates a kind of "Holy shit, what is this? What the fuck is this?” Such a deep disconnect.

So when I first thought about the idea of "40,000 Years of Repair," the old cow actually refused.

Future practice, or science fiction practice, is not a new idea.

From Huang Yi's Star Warrior Son to the mythical Star Warrior Heroes series to the Tales of the Gods, many senior high-ranking people have long attempted to develop this field, even much earlier than “classical fixes” such as "The Misty Journey".

But today, from "Misty" to "Mortal" to so many excellent works, the classical cultivation is brilliant, and the future cultivation is still... a piece of waste wood!

This suggests that the future repair must have great flaws, either very difficult to write, or extremely unpopular in the market.

And the bigger possibility is that the three exist simultaneously.

Nobody writes, not that other writers are stupid enough not to find so many "creative” themes and only old cows find them alone.

Nobody wrote it because all the writers found it so “creative”, but after thinking about it, people thought it was too difficult, too unwieldy, so they gave up.

Other writers are so smart, old cows aren't stupid.

After thinking about it, the old cowboy decided to give up, change the subject, write some hot blood King back to the city, or watch a few more episodes of "Iron Man" and "Spider-Man" and then write some beautiful infinite streams. Isn't it easy and fun?

Yet...

When the old cow somehow found himself sitting in front of the computer and somehow opened the document, somehow knocked out the words "40,000 years of repair, Iron Rust Lake, Starlight Federation...”, the old cow knew, it was over.

The old cow's kirin arm seized again.

Kirin Arm Attack is a painful thing, it goes into a state of “even if you know you don't make money to write, even if you know you don't want to be popular with your readers, even if you know it's super difficult to merge with technology to write, even if you need to paste time and energy into your body, even if your back muscle strain fingers grind hemorrhoids attacks to write, that's how to write and write all the time”.

Kirin's arm belongs to the writer's terminal illness. Once seized, there is no cure.

Then there's no other way, just stick to it.

For the old cow, writing itself is not difficult, although tired, but very pleasant.

The difficulty is putting it online and then the reader reacts.

To be honest, the old cow didn't have much confidence.

Because the subject matter itself is a little off, the old bull's writing is a little ancient, the rhythm is still a few years ago, an era where a rebel can step 200,000 words.

Instead of killing eight villains in three chapters like the new generation, you can seduce two beautiful women.

Besides, the old bull's theme is also very old-fashioned: "Blood, battle, friendship, guardianship” - it sounds weak.

So the old cow was really worried —— this kind of thing, this kind of style, this kind of theme, who would actually read it?

Although Kirin's arm will persist even if no one sees it, but...

This nimma is totally an old cow! Which writer would really like to write hard on his own? No one's watching! This is all a scene!

Fortunately, with the dedication of friends, the data of "Forty Thousand Years of Repair" had greatly exceeded the psychological expectations of the old cow.

It's not the data itself that makes the old cow happiest, but the data that makes the old cow suddenly wake up to one thing.

Some things will be outdated, some things will never be.

Themes will be outdated, ideas will be outdated, writing styles will be outdated, routines will be outdated, face punches will be outdated, and gold fingers will be outdated.

But warm blood is not obsolete, friendship is not obsolete, insistence is not obsolete, dreams are not obsolete.

As long as it says warm blood, friendship, battle, perseverance, guardianship, dreams… there will always be people who love to watch, and there will always be people touched.

That's good.

Because the old cow only writes, and he only writes these things.

Dreams, friendship, bloodbath, hard work, fight as hard as you can to win… The old cow only writes these old-fashioned but timeless things.

The story of perseverance and renunciation, dreams and realities, guardianship and destruction, friendship and strong enemies will also continue after the 40,000 Years of Fixing.

Finally, thanks to the editors Vinnie and the editor-in-chief for their bullshit and giving the old cow this opportunity.

And thank you to all the friends who have been supporting this book, for the past month and a half, every click, every ticket, every reward and every comment that seems to have brought the old cow back to his youth, the golden years of hitting the keyboard for the first time, I'm ashamed that the old cow can't spend more time interacting with you because of the usual energy constraints. I'm so sorry.

And of course, thank you to our friends who are willing to support, subscribe, reward, and vote all the way after 40,000 Years of Fixing.

Though subscribing, asking for a monthly ticket or something is a bit vulgar, as an old cow himself, I don't want to write for the sole purpose of commercialization.

But after all, it's not time for one person to eat, and the whole family isn't hungry.

Behind the old cow, there is a large family to guard, and there is also the responsibility of the wife and children.

Because the code word takes up too much time and energy, it takes too little care of the wife and children, and the old cow feels very guilty.

If we can get more support so that the old cow can provide more material protection for his family, then the old cow can be more accommodating and stable in the first place.

In short, the support of our friends determines the future of "40,000 Years of Fixing". From this moment on, we will pursue our dreams together and roam the stars and seas!

Speaking of which, the whistle goes off, the game begins, and the old bull is about to die.

Win or lose, the old bull will keep writing anyway.