The Catastrophe of All Races: Extra

The only dissatisfaction is that there is no female protagonist

Eagle, hurry up and write a new book. They are all so rubbish now that I can't stand them anymore.

I originally wanted to raise him, but I ended up not being satisfied with the ending of Transformation into Mortal. Don't express your own thoughts

I miss you. I'm exhausted after reading Tribulation of All Races 😊😊😊

Eagle. There is really no other way. If I didn't bother you, you would have been recovering for several years. That's almost it. This group of monsters and monsters at the starting point is so scary that I can write now. I can't stand it anymore. Come back and save the first-hand book people. Sad people. .

Waiting for you to come back and sweep across the starting point, now all the crap is dancing

It seems very serious

I haven't published a new book yet. Is there anyone who is good at stock trading and takes the Eagle to stock trading? So he can come back and write a book

Is it possible to hire a writer to write? You just need to use your brain

Damn it, I feel more uncomfortable waiting for your update than waiting for my female friend to put on makeup.

One and a half years, 18 months, is enough for you to write two books. Isn't this enough rest?

The current starting point is 4,000 daily updates, which is considered to be a blast. The authors are all messing around. I miss the other people who rolled in when you were here, and the daily updates are 8,000 to 10,000 😭 I miss you so much.

Eagle boy, when will the new book be released?

Three years have passed. It's time for Xiao Yan to join the Yunlan Sect, and it's time for the Dragon King to come out.

What kind of troubled career does the author of the Qidian novel have? I just saw a pineapple that was missing a coagulation factor. I saw an author before who had a cervical vertebra problem and stayed in a hospital for half a year. Does the author of Qidian have some kind of curse?

I miss the time when the eagle was around. I can't stand the cool writing now, especially the fantasy writing. I'm there every day in the literature. There is no competition, so it's just useless. One chapter used to be divided into two chapters, but now it's divided into three or four chapters and published. It's called "Daoye Ascension" and it's said to be "returnable". I regret that I subscribed.

Eagle, please start a new book now. Each of these authors is lazier than the last, and it's up to you to strengthen them 😭

I came across your audiobook in the evening and then I remembered, where is the Eagle? Why haven't I seen any new works? Is it out of stock? 🤭 I quickly clicked on the homepage to take a look, but it turned out to be too much! Eagle, how many years will you take this break? Come back quickly and start reading. Book friends are going to run out of food.

Great Eagle, let me make a suggestion. It is not recommended that you start a new book without sufficient ideas. The last book "Stargate" was honestly not as comfortable to read as "The Catastrophe of All Races". They are all wealthy people with relatively free wealth. If possible, it is better to prepare in many aspects, so that the quality of the work can be well guaranteed. What everyone wants to see is better works, not just rushing to open new books. May all your wishes come true.

I want to report that Eagle is lazy when he has time to read novels

Even the donkeys who have given birth dare not rest like this.

Brother Ying, please open a new book. I can't stand any other novels . I don't ask you to update 28,000 times a day. 27,000 Is enough. Please open a new book. 😭😭😭

After reading the story about Chu Sheng, I can only say that Yingying had a conflict with the old ghost from Montenegro before, and we should compare and judge.

Eagle, those who still remember you are all your old fans. Regardless of whether you write in the future or not, or whether you have any plans to open a book, I think you should give an explanation to your book friends. The book friends who supported you at the time should also have an answer. You said that you closed the book to deceive other authors into red envelopes and earn money for milk powder. What about now? Did you give your book friends hope and then remain silent? No formal response? Once you make enough money, your book friends who support you will just do whatever you want?

It's been five years, Eagle, are you dead?

I've been waiting for this for so many years... Sigh

Eagle, please come back. Your updates are even less than half of what you used to do. Half of what you write is more than other authors. Other authors are so sloppy and uncomfortable to read😦

Come back, Eagle, come back, I will kneel down for you

The summer in Nanyuan is always scorchingly hot, and the leaves of the old locust tree at the alley are dizzying. Beside the stove in the small courtyard of the Su family, Su Long wore an apron stained with oil and put the braised pork that had just come out of the pot into a coarse porcelain bowl. The aroma of oil mixed with sugar-colored sweetness wafted throughout the courtyard. Su Yu squatted on the threshold, holding half a piece of ice watermelon and chewing it until his face was full of juice. He is now the only powerful person in the chaos. The long river of time is overturning in his palm, and all the people in the world will tremble when they see him. But when he returns to this small courtyard, he is still the half-grown boy who would be chased and beaten by Su Long. "Tell me about you. You sit idle at home all day long and don't go out for a walk." Su Long put the bowl on the table and wiped his hands with a rag. "It was okay if I was busy practicing and fighting in the past. Now that the world is peaceful, I don't want to find a girl to start a family. When I was your age, you were able to make soy sauce." Su Yu chewed on the melon and smiled vaguely: "What's the rush? The days are long." What he didn't say was that the days were indeed too long. So long that chaos can arise and die with just a snap of the finger, so long that one can see through the beginning and end of the long river of time with a single glance. On the contrary, this human smoke and fire seems to be rarer than any treasure of chaos. Actually, he knew three days ago that there was something hiding in the void outside the territory. He was an ancient evil cultivator who luckily escaped the war between the heavens. He was living in the cracks of chaos. When he heard that Su Yu sealed the heavens and retired to the human world, he became evil and wanted to sneak into the human world to eat the source. Su Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him. This kind of thing who is not even worthy of carrying his shoes back then is worthy of letting him stand up? He just waited for the other party to come over on his own so as not to take action. Just as I was thinking about it, there were gentle footsteps outside the courtyard door, with a faint chill of death. I carefully put them away as soon as I arrived at the entrance of the alley, for fear of surprising others. Su Yu raised his eyebrows, threw away the melon skin and clapped his hands. The person who came was wearing a moon-white dress, her long hair was held loosely by a hosta, her eyebrows were cold, and she had the usual alienated arrogance. It was Xingyue. She stood at the door with her fingertips still holding a piece of dogtail grass picked by the roadside. When Su Yu looked over, she immediately straightened her face and said in a calm tone, as if she was just passing by: "I'm passing by, let's take a look." "Hey, the Lord of the Dead is here. Come in and sit down." Su Yu stood up with a smile, and deliberately protracted his tone, "My dad just made braised pork, and I just happened to stay for dinner." As soon as Su Long heard that a girl was coming, he immediately poked his head out from the stove. Seeing Xingyue's delicate features and outstanding temperament, his eyes lit up. He quickly wiped his hands and came out: "Oh, he is Xiaoyu's friend, right? Come in quickly, don't stand at the door." Xingyue didn't expect Su Long to be so enthusiastic. Instead, Su Yu leaned against the door frame and watched the excitement, smiling so hard that he deserved to be beaten. At the dinner table, Su Long kept picking up vegetables for Xingyue, and the braised pork in his bowl was piled high. Xingyue grew up in the world of the dead, and had never seen such a scene before. She sat up straight, her cheeks slightly red, eating her rice in small bites, not even daring to raise her head. "What's the girl's name? Where do you live?" Su Long asked with a smile. "Xing..." As soon as Xingyue spoke, Su Yu answered: "Her name is Xingyue. She lives a little far away. She is coming to Nanyuan for a few days." Su Yu touched her with his elbow and laughed in a low voice: "Why are you nervous? My dad doesn't eat people." Xingyue glared at him with shame and annoyance in her eyes, and pinched him under the table with her fingertips. The force was as light as tickling, and Su Yu laughed even more happily. At this moment, the void outside the courtyard swayed slightly. The evil cultivator who had been hiding for three days finally dared to enter Nanyuan City. He deliberately restrained all his aura, planning to capture two mortals as hostages, and then go to find Su Yu's residence, hoping to force this powerful man to submit. He had just crossed the Nanyuan City Wall and before he could see the fireworks in the alley clearly, he suddenly felt that the entire time had frozen on him. It's not a blockade, it's a crushing. It is the weight pouring down from the source of the long river of time, and it is a pressure that all the heavens and all races combined cannot bear. He didn't even let out a scream. His whole body, soul, weapons, and even the escape route hidden in the chaos were instantly crushed into the finest dust, scattered in the wind without leaving even a trace. In the small courtyard, Su Yu picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth without even raising his eyelids. "You are brave enough to come to Nanyuan to cause trouble." Su Long didn't notice what happened just now, and was still happily picking up food for the two of them, asking them to eat more. The setting sun shines through the branches and leaves of the locust tree, casting mottled light and shadow in the yard. The braised pork in the bowl was steaming, the evening breeze brought in the sweet aroma of the candy shop in the alley, and the sounds of neighbors chatting and laughing floated in the distance. Xingyue lowered her head to pick up the rice, secretly curved the corner of her mouth, and quickly pressed it down again. Su Yu leaned on the chair and looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt - nothing beyond the chaos, no Lord of Time, no hegemony of the heavens, can compare with this bowl of hot braised pork, and cannot compare with the human fireworks in this small courtyard. After dinner, Su Long packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen. Xingyue stood in the yard looking at the morning glories climbing on the wall, and suddenly said: "Are you really planning to stay here? Don't you want to go see outside the chaos?" "What's there to see?" Su Yu walked up to her, holding two peaches just fished out of the well in his hand, and handed one to her, "After fighting for a lifetime, it's time to take a break." His fingertips lightly crossed the void, and the long river of time rippled. He saw the Human Emperor leading the civil and military officials to reorganize order in the New Heavenly Court, Wen Yu holding a book and strolling in the river of time, the King of Zhou Dynasty still working diligently to deal with the trivial affairs of the human race, and even saw old acquaintances from Nanyuan Academy living peacefully in their own lives. Su Yu smiled and retracted his hand. They're all pretty good. Xingyue took a bite of the peach, and the sweet juice spread in her mouth. She glanced at Su Yu: "Then I... Come here often in the future?" "Come at any time." Su Yu looked at her with a smile, "My father is still looking forward to you coming to eat braised pork again." Xingyue blushed and looked away, but the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be hidden. As the night gets darker, the lights of Nanyuan City light up one by one, like stars scattered in the world. Su Yu stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the alley. Behind him was the warm light of the home, and beside him were people walking side by side. All the catastrophes in the world are over, and the fireworks in the world are the most peaceful It feels good to find AI to write

Every time I look at the rankings, I see Wanzu. Every time I click on the page and see more than 8 million words, I instantly lose the desire to read.