Reborn as a Golden Dragon, I Become the Hero Who Saves the World

😭😭😭With no good reviews, no updates, no reminders, no interaction, and no free gifts, the humble new author has no choice but to shamelessly give himself five stars. I don't care, I want five stars (￣へ￣)ノ✧ No more writing books No more writing books (rolling on the floor) (knocking over the cat next door) (grabbing a handful of dogtail grass on the roadside) (Blow into the sky) (Continue to code 400) (Silly music) (Knocked away by the sudden inspiration) (Get up and see who this inspiration knocked away) (Watch this inspiration being dragged away to add ingredients) (laughing) (Being dragged away too) Hey, after adding the ingredients, let's continue coding. No motivation! Writing a novel is so hard! (Screaming) (Twisting) (Dark twisting) (Twisting) (Continue to get up and write two lines) (Tumble) (Twisting darkly) (Turn over) (Twisting wildly) (Twisting) (Twisting) (Turn over) (Twisting wildly) (Twisting) (Spastic) (Shouting) (Twisting) (Eerie whisper) (Twisting) (Get up and write two lines) (Split) (Climb ashore) (Twisting) (Spastic) (Twisting) (Twisted crawling) (Dancing regardless of the object) Hey, after dancing, let's continue coding. The above content is adapted from a well-known novel author 👍 In fact, I am not that crazy. It's just that in a corner where no one cares, I dragged my heavy body and started a dark crawl that only I knew. The shadows on the wall were like living creatures, twisting and extending. They seemed to laugh at my helplessness, and they seemed to be guiding me in the direction. I am like a wounded beast in this endless darkness, looking for a ray of light. My fingers groped on the cold ground, and every movement was accompanied by a faint rustling sound, which was particularly harsh in the dead silence. I didn't dare to look up, for fear that the faint light would sting my eyes that had already adapted to the darkness. I can only rely on instinct and the obsession in my heart that I don't want to give up, and continue my crawling. The air around him seemed to freeze, and every breath became extremely difficult. I felt an unprecedented loneliness and despair, but there was a voice deep in my heart telling me that I couldn't stop or give up. Even if there is endless darkness ahead, even if I am exhausted, I will continue to move forward, because I know that only in this way can I find the light that belongs to me. I crawl in the darkness, I struggle in despair, and I look for hope in loneliness. This is a battle that only belongs to me, a battle with myself. I know that as long as I don't give up, one day I will break through this darkness and welcome the dawn that belongs to me.

Come on, keep writing [Sending my heart] I like to see Eulisis's unruly look, I hope I can write more 🤔🤔🤔