Start with Militia and Grow Infinitely

After reading it, I feel that everything else is fine, except that you are too grinding, grinding, grinding, too grinding. The protagonist wants to choose something. There is no need to list 1234567. Just say why he wants it. Don't write it in so much detail. I'm not in the mood to listen to you in so much detail. It's so fucking annoying.

As I watched, I suddenly realized that the protagonist was not the only one, so I didn't want to watch anymore...

It's extremely poisonous. The protagonist is a fool, especially when he returns to reality. His words and deeds are no different from those of a fool.

Jump to read it after it is put on the shelf, which does not affect reading at all. It feels like I'm wasting my money.

You were a bit normal in the first few chapters... Why did you become more abstract as you went on... And let yourself go? Blind Jiba writes?

Is there an outline? ? ? What do you want to express? ? ? So messy

It was still very good before it was put on the shelves. It progressed and grew through its own efforts, but it became more and more perfunctory as it went on, and many worlds just flashed by before they even unfolded. Now it's all about luck and hard work? Need it? The theme of this book is troop upgrades. There are a lot of templates for the protagonist, but how many of them can you remember the role of their names? Anyway, I can't remember these templates that passed by in a flash. Obviously it is enough to follow one line to upgrade, but you have to write a lot. Of course, if you can write it well, it will be a masterpiece, but with the way it is written in a flash, can the author still remember how many templates the protagonist has now? What is the use of having too many templates to use? In terms of plot, there is absolutely nothing. I wrote Death Xu Pao in the past two days and thought I could go deeper and write a different plot. However, I just started a miracle and completed it. Now I really feel that I have no motivation to pursue it.

Peasants are a type of military, and dragon knights are also a type of military. Peasants can also become heroes, legends, and gods.

It's a long time to write, and the recent updates have gradually become more abstract, mainly because I haven't seen the main story for a long time after the eighty chapters, and I feel tired.

There are too many psychological dramas, and 99% of them are meaningless nonsense... Especially when it is interspersed in the middle of the plot, it is inexplicable...

I feel like the recent content has been very, very poorly written. It can be said that after entering this world of planting, I feel that the content written in it is very watery and poor, and there is no desire to read it. I have completely skipped these recent ones. If I keep writing like this, I will probably delete the book.

As soon as there are a bunch of self-destructing trucks in reality, if the author writes more reasonably, he can write more realistic later, but the author obviously does not have this idea. Judging from the protagonist's nonsense analysis, the author has no cruel ideas at all. He just treats this novel as a game, not a real different world. As soon as I got to reality, I didn't analyze it at all, so I just analyzed some game strategies, not realizing that my life and fortune might be in danger. Here are several possibilities The first copy is a camp confrontation, and the players will fight against each other later. If they know who you are, they will kill you directly in reality. Since I don't want to write about the struggle between players and the officialdom, wouldn't it be better to just retire or not have anything at all?

The protagonist's name is Chen Yuji. Doesn't he look like a grass carp spirit? It's too dramatic.

The main character's name is really in almost every line. . . . The number of words is so watery that I spit it out. . .

Disappointed, the author's skill is so different after it's released and before it's released. I've ordered all of them and skipped to read them later. I feel like it's a waste of time and money.

So broken! Just like in the early days of writing a composition, I wrote about one thing, what to do, how to do, who to do, and when to do.

Militia stage = trainee = level 1 Swordsmen and other formal arms = level 2 Special arms large sword = longbowman = small boss = level 3

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The Cathayans invited Kislev, the dwarves, and the Imperials to visit the Great Wall and drink and talk together. Chendan boasted: "With this Great Wall, we can defend Chaos from outside the country." Then he asked the other three people, do you have anything similar over there? Mrs. Kislev laughed when she heard this and said: "Resisting Chaos only requires courage, flesh and blood, and the motherland." The dwarf also laughed: "Resisting Chaos requires spirits, ores and a battle ax in your hand." The Imperial man did not speak. So the Cathayans asked curiously: "So what do you use to resist Chaos?" The Imperial people scratched their heads and stammered: "Steel, gunpowder and faith..." Mrs. Kisri laughed loudly and said: "Your steel is not as good as the dwarves, your gunpowder is not as good as Cathay, and the only thing left in the empire is faith. But the main god Sigmar you believe in is a Eurician!" Everyone laughed. Then Archaon, the angry disciple of Sigmar, overturned the table.

My name is Belak, and I am a mortal. I saw Nurgle spreading the plague, I saw Khorne killing wantonly, I saw Tzeentch playing tricks, I saw the slayer trembling on the bodies of the gods... Mortals indeed have limits, and so do the gods... I originally thought I would die bravely like a hero, but I never expected I gave up, I knelt down and surrendered, voluntarily becoming a demon. I prayed devoutly to the Four Evil Gods and vowed to become their first mortal believer in the world. So, I became the devil's chosen one. ............................. My name is Belak, and I am a demon prince. The four evil gods were overjoyed to receive the support of the new race. In order to compete for my allegiance, they kept blessing me, so I obtained the plague of Nurgle, the blood madness of Khorne, the magic of Tzeentch, the perversion of Lust... I used the power of the four gods to conquer countless ethnic groups, build huge palaces and statues, and let mortals respect me as a god. I originally thought that as the Demon Prince, beneath the four gods and above ten thousand people, I would fight forever. But I never expected The four evil gods were jealous of each other, and in order to monopolize my faith, a scuffle broke out. They finally asked me to choose one of four options. So, I thought, since I am so strong, what else do I need these four old men to do? I choose, want them all! .................. My name is Belak, and I am a Shadow Father. The four evil gods were shocked by my heroism. They made a temporary truce and jointly took away all the blessings from me, shattered my material body, and imprisoned me in the Shadow Realm forever, never to come to the mortal world. I thought I would never choose and sink forever. But I never expected Tzeentch interceded for me and allowed me to come to the mortal world once every hundred years to crown their new eternal choice! And act as his little brother to drive at will. Is this grace? No, this is humiliating! So, I designed to kill the first 12 Eternal Chosen ones, and now it's the turn of the 13th one. This child Archaon is my heir, and he is the vessel I chose for myself! I originally thought that I would successfully seize the body, escape from the shadows, continue to rule the world, and take revenge on the four gods. But I never expected A guy with a warhammer would run into the medieval world and kill, destroying everything! ............. My name is Bilak, and I am a poor man. Actually, I am not dead. I have 30,000 tons of gold and 30 million magic soldiers sealed in Cathay. Now I only need to click, collect, and read to unblock it! Believe me, when I unblock you, I will pay you back a hundredfold. The devil has no jokes! Only lies (delete this sentence and don't post it)