A Note Up Front (Highlighted): The disability in the title does not mean physical disability, and it certainly does not mean intellectual disability. The female lead temporarily has no spiritual entity. Temporarily!
[Badass Female Lead + Power Struggles + Dog Training + GB + Multiple Male Leads + Horror + Instances]
Sui Xin lived in the mountains for seventeen years, always sticking to two principles:
1. If it has nothing to do with me, what can I do about it?
2. If you can live, live. If you can't, die.
This attitude toward life made things easy for her. She could while away the days on an extra-long vacation in the mountains with an old woman, and life was perfectly manageable.
Then one day, she finally came down from the mountain.
Scene 1:
Crack!
The sharp snap of a dead branch shattered the forest's silence. Sui Xin's muscles tensed instantly, her keen gaze like a blade as she whipped around to stare at the source of the sound.
On a branch, a snowy-white bundle was trembling.
Its long, narrow fox eyes were dull and lifeless, and vivid red blood snaked across its snowy fur.
It raised its head high, letting out the faintest whimper from its throat, with a barely perceptible plea in it.
"Tsk. These days, even foxes have learned to fake an accident for compensation?"
Scene 2:
Zhao Su was not sure he could hit its vital spot and kill it with one shot.
The energy gun used special ammunition, and its 93 units of energy were enough for only 10 shots. He did not have many chances.
He had no confidence that he could hit the calamity creature before him, whose wingspan reached two meters, with the limited shots available.
But Sui Xin was right beside him. Sui Xin could not die.
She could not die here!
Sweat gathered rapidly on his forehead, trickled down, and dripped into his eye.
Bang!
An even more shrill cry rang out in the air.
Sui Xin saw the enormous body of the paired-winged crow freeze in midair for a moment
While writing this book, I have been thinking about whether my meaning can be created by myself. With passion, I kept writing even if only one person read it. When I was feeling helpless, I searched on Little Sweet Potato to see if anyone had the same frustration and sadness. I also saw other authors suggesting that if there was no improvement at 50,000 words or 100,000 words, then they should finish the book and cut the book, or simply give up on this dark writing path. To be honest, I've thought about it too. Because strangling my own expectations with my own hands makes me feel better than being cold and extinguishing enthusiasm "after being seen". I thought that if I had never walked this path, I would have glorified it, and if I didn't work hard, invest emotion and energy, I would never fail. But one night I couldn't sleep. There was a person in my mind watching them communicate. I was standing next to them and they couldn't see me. I suddenly couldn't bear it. I couldn't bear to end it hastily, strangle the surviving lives one by one, and erase the value of their existence. More often than not, I think, I am not their manipulator. I think there really is such a society. I just press a button and the world runs naturally. Real crises, young and ignorant emotions, and intrigues. They are not my puppets. They have their own growth environment and formed their own way of doing things. Each has its own purpose and does its own thing. Like me, they may still be searching for the meaning of life, or they may also see that life is meaningless. But they, like me, knew exactly what they were doing. From the beginning, only one person read it, and then several reminders and comments appeared one after another. I suddenly wondered if my writing was so bad, so I was not suitable. When an author writes a book and it becomes a public work, he will expect others to see it, comment on it, and respond to it, instead of entertaining and comforting himself. If he really doesn't care, he won't publish it, his idea will be dead, and he won't have the motivation to take action. Let me tell you frankly, I care about your response, every response you give is very important to me. Very important, very important! Sorry, I was a bit pretentious tonight, good night everyone. Stay at 22:00 on June 27, 2025
The heroine character is great. His personality is as free and unrestrained as a gust of wind, rational, powerful, clear-headed and courageous. But can you put more emphasis on the heroine? [Sending my heart]
It's only chapter 45 and it's here (☉_☉) Keep reading
Come and follow. It's a sinister heroine again… Xiangxiang
The writing is very good, please work hard.
Very interesting, good luck to the author
Beautiful, I like the heroine design
It looks good. Come on, Huahua. It would be better to have more Shura fields. [Sending my heart][Sending my heart][Sending my heart]
So far it's very interesting, very novel and interesting, so can't the author suddenly release 100 chapters?
I like it. The author created the characters very three-dimensionally and the writing is also very good. I hope it can be seen by more people. I love you😘₍˄·͈༝·͈˄*₎◞ ̑̑