
Period: Why Is Everything Floating in My Space Trash?
年代:我空间中漂浮的全是垃圾?
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- 264k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
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It feels so far-fetched. The protagonist, who was a soldier and then traveled back in time, is just waiting to be bullied at home; it's unbearable. Couldn't they have used a strategy of besieging the enemy and attacking their reinforcements?
If there were a space where anyone could be recruited at will, wouldn't everyone surnamed Li be wiped out? But no one was killed; they just waited for the others to get their comeuppance. This kind of protagonist written by this author...
Life was difficult and impoverished in 1982, but it wasn't so poor that several people in the village didn't have firewood. The withered branches and stalks from the crops grown that year alone were enough to burn for a month or more than half a month. If a family was proactive enough in gathering firewood from the mountains, it was impossible for them to run out of firewood even in winter.
You've written 40 chapters, and the main conflict is still about firewood. Just look at the plot you've written; it's truly speechless.
After reading all the comments, one or two are acceptable, but if they're all like that, the author should probably quit writing novels and do something else.
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The premise is good: a materially abundant alternate world. The writing is terrible; the characters are intellectually challenged, lack ability and cognitive skills, and are essentially begging despite having a golden opportunity. Even if you were given a billion dollars, you'd still be a beggar, so fortuitous encounters and money can't change your fundamental nature.
Does the author know anyone who has served in the military? Look at those soldiers who have just returned from service; they're not so rational or cowardly. If you provoke them, they'll fight you outright. The protagonist, a reconnaissance soldier, had his family bullied so badly, yet he didn't retaliate immediately; he planned ahead.
Does the author really not read what he is writing?
The comments say a small city in the south is short of firewood. Okay, I can believe that. But what kind of environment is your protagonist in? There are mountains, forests, and wild animals around. How could his family be short of firewood? In the rural areas I know, people go up the mountain to collect firewood all year round, at least a few days a week for two seasons.
Author, you need to have some common sense. Even in ancient times, landlords in rural areas wouldn't dare to stop people from gathering firewood. Even if it's your mountain, if villagers gather firewood for their own use and not to sell, no one will care. Those eight brothers who occupied a mountain and wouldn't let anyone gather firewood would have been beaten to death long ago.
The AI seems to have lost its memory. It started by saying the whole family didn't eat dog meat, but then the eldest sister came back with two dogs, saying they were to nourish her father. There was a tabby cat at the beginning, but then it disappeared, replaced by dogs.