Lord of the Mysteries: The Empress and the Chariot

The Current Situation of Writing by Contemporary Writers

The first and second volumes are cool essay templates. The writing is extremely unreasonable, but it's good to read for fun. After all, the main plot sequence is picked up quickly. At the same time, the portrayal of Nader is very good. This unrequited love line is one of the few that I can still remember after reading the book. Even if the protagonist self-destructs in a planned way in the end, it will not make people feel uncomfortable. Even if the full text is finished here, it would be better than later. Three or four volumes are totally not worth my money. The structure of starting from a weak place after reaching the top is inherently difficult to write well, and the author still divided it into three points. This kind of operation is difficult to write well without sufficient story design ability, logical thinking ability and writing power. As expected, the author failed to write it. Since it is one-third and not as good as one-tenth of the squid, the only remedy I can think of is to honestly lay out the framework of my design at the beginning of the volume for readers to understand, rather than to whet the appetite and put the answer at the end of the fourth volume - after half the length. It can be seen that the author has made some typical mistakes: when writing, he brings an omniscient perspective so that only he can understand what he is writing, and does not put himself in the perspective of the reader to try to understand what he writes (of course, if the author writes purely for self-pleasure, then I will not say it. But self-interest means there is no reason to charge) In addition, the final reveal not only means that there needs to be enough writing power to allow readers to have enough patience to follow up until the answer is revealed even if they are confused, but it also means that the highly information-dense reveal session needs to echo the content previously foreshadowed, especially the psychological state of the protagonist. I don't think the author did this. After approving the narrative structure, let's talk about the story itself designed by the author. These are just my personal thoughts. Personally, I think the two ideas mentioned by the author at the end of the fourth volume (Xiao Ke's help in resurrection and living in the Fifth Age to be as lofty as the Traveler's book) are much better than the story designed by the author himself which can be said to be hypocritical (I don't like to use this word. I feel that this word comes with the power of discourse. But it also becomes powerful because of it). I also agree with the author that the main plot of Xiao Ke's help in resurrection will be more exciting and more in line with the needs of online novels. In fact, writing the heroine to death is also a good route. To sum up, the author got very excited after reading Mystery and got an idea, then compiled a rough outline and started writing it. After reaching the first climax, there were many good reviews, so he no longer had a clear understanding of his own writing level. The author's comprehensive quality such as writing skills and story design could not keep up, and eventually the second half of the book collapsed.

Ahem, um, can you guys talk about this chapter? It's really boring to play single-player alone QAQ

From my personal point of view, Kaios is equivalent to burning yourself to send a person who has no intention of doing anything to the past, and Kaios is the protagonist of the story.

Everyone please be cute

Ahem, can I make a suggestion? Without a male protagonist, Night Mommy is pretty good. Ahem!

Alas, this book was abandoned as soon as the author divided the protagonist into three parts. It's a pity.

Mommy~

May I ask if the protagonist has recovered his memory? 😥😥 Just wait and see, if not, forget it. It's no fun to have amnesia. If it weren't for the protagonist, the combination of 3 and 1 would instantly go out of control (one is crazy, and the other feels that he has just traveled through time. Strictly speaking, he is another person, not himself)

Keos Carter stood at the door of No. 2 Daffodil Street, looking at the door in astonishment. Outside the fence decoration next to the door, a blue cat is crouching there, looking up. Because of special reasons today, Kaios went home alone. She didn't want to talk to the blue cat. After all, she was not the real owner of the house. If she introduced a strange creature into the house, it would be disrespectful to the owner. But the blue cat's eyes were too focused, as if watching her like a person. Looking at its soft hair, it doesn't look like it has been taken care of by anyone; its delicate eyes and round chin are so cute! Kaios couldn't help but think of the master who was lying in front of the table when she was working on a manuscript in the distant history. He was also so delicate and round, always holding his chin high as if he was inviolable, but at the right time he acted coquettishly, making people's hearts melt. As if driven by an unknown force, she asked in a funny cat manner: "What's your name?" After saying this, she regretted it, because such behavior would inevitably lead to ridicule from the evil guest in her body. But what surprised her was that there was silence in her mind. Instead, a high-pitched voice sounded in reality: "My name is Agui." Who? Who's name is Agui? Keos looked around blankly. But there was nothing around, only the sky and clouds, the earth and grass, and the cat in front of her. "My name is Agui." It said again. It's what's talking. Is it talking? Can it talk? ! At this moment, Kaiosi was speechless. However, having experienced the Tarot Club, she quickly remembered Miss Justice who had asked animals about taking magic potions. She looked around, made sure there was no one around, and then lowered her head again: "Are you an extraordinary creature?" Agui licked his paw: "You can understand it this way, but in fact this is just my incarnation. The real me is watching you from outside this world." "Of course, it's not important." It, or rather He stood up gracefully again and flicked his tail. "I see, you need my help. Only I can give you help." Help? Keos was wary of rejection—she had begun to sense something was wrong: "I don't need help. My life is pretty good." "No, you need it." Agui showed a look of understanding - although such a look was particularly weird on a cat's face, "Didn't you notice that the guy who has been bothering you for a long time never said a word again?" This! Kaiosi's pupils shrank. Only then did she realize that from the time she talked with the blue cat to now, the god who called himself Phoenix had never made any sound again! Even Mr. "Fool" can't do this! "This is one of my authorities. Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to really understand it. This involves higher-dimensional knowledge." "As long as you take me with you, you will have real privacy. You can do whatever you want without worrying about the rude guest occupying your body. And having a blue cat by your side won't arouse too many similar looks." "How's it going? Doesn't it sound good?" That's true. But why should I believe you? You are not Mr. Fool. That was an absolutely trustworthy god introduced to me by my fellow time traveler. Who knows whether you have good intentions or bad intentions towards me? Phoenix is ​​certainly hateful, but haven't you seen all my secrets? Just when Kaios hesitated to refuse directly or test further, a terrifying roar suddenly exploded from an infinite height: "Agui!!! Are you going to run around if I don't feed you cat food!!! Come back quickly!!!" At this moment, Kaiosi's brain seemed to be being stirred by countless steel drills. She fell to the ground in a vain attempt to distract herself from the pain. Vaguely, she heard a "meow" coming from in front of her, and she felt a little aggrieved: "nee, I was just taking a walk." "What are you going to do!!! You just want to add a supporting role to yourself in your own book!!!" "Come back!!!" When Kaios opened her eyes again, the surrounding environment was almost the same as before. She got up from the ground without any strangeness at all, as if she had forgotten the episode just now, and took out the key and prepared to open the door normally. And Phoenix shrank inside her body, not daring to speak at all.