One Person's Strength

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Can the author add some emotional scenes? There are only a few emotional scenes from the beginning to the end. Others are either fighting God's Mansion or on the way to God's Mansion. Moreover, they always say how difficult it is to fight God's Mansion. In the book, all the extraordinary people have strong willpower, but readers are not the same. It has always been very depressing. Please improve it.

Finally, I'll post this paragraph again. If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; If it is dangerous to make a sound, then remain silent; if you feel unable to shine, then crouch in the corner. But don't defend the darkness just because you are used to it; don't be proud of your own complacency; ; Don't mock those who are braver and more passionate than yourself. We can be humble as dust, but not twisted like maggots. --Mandela As ordinary people, this is our bottom line

The writing is okay, there is no internal fighting, and human beings are united. Unlike some other system novels, the villain Shenshi is wise and strategizing, and the fighting scenes are described in detail, but there is almost no emotional line. And since it is a system novel, summarizing this article in three words is just not cool enough and cannot touch my favorite point. Since the extraordinary is revealed, the protagonist hides his identity as a god-killer. Isn't hiding the identity in the first two hundred chapters not necessarily paving the way for the identity to be revealed later? Moreover, system, genius, dual beliefs, these abilities set off the concept of the protagonist of all novels, which is invincible, but don't you think invincibility and namelessness are in conflict? Doesn't make people feel happy

To be honest, this is the first time I particularly like a book since I started reading novels in fifth grade.

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she responded to me very naughtily: Okay! That year, I was 14 years old and she was 16 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been carrying cement at the construction site for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. What I was more concerned about was whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track. I learned to drive an excavator, and then contracted a piece of land. I was also considered a small contractor. I contracted some construction sites. I was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan. There were only two of us in the dim room. After a long silence, she spoke: "Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five." Hundred. "I tried my best not to tremble, and I said: "Come with me. "Her eyes were dull for a moment, then flickered, and then went out like a fire, saying: "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first. " She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV did not even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart. The last time I saw her, she came to see me. She was on the roof of the building and I looked up at her downstairs, just like when I told her that I liked her. She said on the phone: "I am seriously ill and there is no cure. Don't worry. Before I leave, I just want to ask you. Update it quickly, okay?"

Ahhhh, it's really good to read. It's really hard to find a novel that suits your appetite. Nowadays, the framework of novels is the same, and I don't have any appetite to read it. Another top-notch novel

There are too many questions. Justify yourself and force your wits. Do you want to drag us into the same field and defeat us with your rich experience? Especially when it comes to adding points and systems, shouldn't normal people add people as soon as they have value? Shouldn't they think of a solution when there is a bottleneck? Maybe it's not for me, bye.

It's a mess, completely unreliable, who is the protagonist, what happened, what force does the invasive species belong to, what is the background of the world, there is no monologue in the content, and there are several people's words in a hundred words. Those sidekicks Mourning wonderfully marked a sentence as if explaining to the protagonist. There is no foreshadowing, no development type, and no climax paragraph. The content is similar to the writing style of first and second graders. Xiao Ming went to class without eating breakfast that day. Learned, because his father did not give him money at night, this is how primary school students write, high literature is like this,, it seems that he is going to be hungry again, forget it, he will not die once or twice, at the school gate, why is Xiao Ming walking without eating today, ah, I forgot to get money from my dad last night, stopped eating, left, see you later,,,, same story, same plot, Xiao Ming, dad, last night, money, breakfast, two learning methods, two levels