The Corpse Collector In Conan: I checked my account today

Suddenly discovered that the first book "Being Death" actually opened on the same day as this one, both on December 7th.

When I opened this book, I didn't look back at all, and I never noticed when Death opened the book. Suddenly I saw this coincidence and it felt amazing...

Of the three books I wrote in two and a half years, Death was actually the happiest. At that time, I didn’t know much about writing, there was no recommendation, and not many people read it. Therefore, it is the least stressful. It will be updated every ten days and a half months after it is put on the shelves. When I think of it, I will update it every day, and readers will lift the coffin board every day.

At that time, a group of book friends was established to prevent the author from running away. There were less than 50 people in total. Every day, the water was 99+ per minute.

After Reaper began to concentrate on the draft. Money +++, pleasure---, the topic in the group has changed, and my mentality has also changed. Later, the group was disbanded and rebuilt several times, repeatedly jumping horizontally, like a little accomplished licking dog, turning his head to fish for the white moonlight in the water, but it didn’t taste like that after fishing... In fact, after thinking about it, the group members Basically all of them are the same wave of sand sculpture book friends. Based on this, it is reasonable to speculate that it is me who has changed ('-ι_-').

Writing until now, I feel like I'm just coding for the draft fee. I still like the mentality from the earliest days, but I can't get it back.

...After a while, I'll have to open a trumpet account, get a new book that will be updated by chance, and then continue to create a special group for lifting the coffin board to find out the feeling.

It happens to be raining today. I hate going out on rainy days, but I especially like sitting at home and watching others go out on rainy days...Ahem, when I'm old, I like to talk about the past when I'm in a good mood. When it's clear, delete this chapter.

By now, some may think this is a prelude to a eunuch.

But no.

I actually wanted to put a portal here, to the first book, to show you the dark history of my youth, and to turn this chapter into a happy advertising chapter...

But after writing it, I found out that the free chapter can't open the portal.

(There should be no one to find out if I secretly tui a little **** here)

So in the end this is just a rant + memory chapter.

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