A Life of Love-Game Leveling

I was planning to reread Snow Country Green Plum Quartet, but I didn't expect the author to start a new book. I'm so touched. It seems like every Japanese light novel author is getting worse and worse, and switching genres only makes things worse. "The Undersea Walker," "The Flying Crow," "Snowy Chang'an," and most tragically, "Fireflies in a Foot." I don't know if it's the authors of Japanese light novels who are unlucky, or us readers who are unlucky 😭

Great, you finally succumbed to life's pressures. 😄

When I'm tired, I write; when I'm hungry, I write. Having tasted the bitterness of life, it's time to savor the sweetness of writing. 😄

Why write about Chinese light novels when there's nothing wrong with Japanese light novels 😭? You've already written about Hokkaido and Kyoto, so why can't you write about Tokyo campuses?

So interesting 😁 There's a bit of inner demon involved. Crow feels restless if she doesn't write about battles. Undersea feels restless if she doesn't write about the Japanese Warring States period. Yu Bao feels restless if she doesn't write about online games. I hope she finishes writing soon and faces reality.

Umino-sensei, I still remember you. 😭

This book's sales are terrible again. Frankly, there aren't many people even playing these kinds of online games anymore. Who's this for? They should just stay in their comfort zone; even if they don't become hugely popular, at least they won't have to work in a factory. To ruin their core audience with two consecutive books is truly astonishing.

Although it's well-written, it's clear the author enjoyed writing about playing games.

It's gone off-topic; after reading a few chapters, it feels a bit too artsy, and the content doesn't really relate to the title.

"I'm done playing, it's almost 1 a. M., I'm logging off." After finishing a dungeon run with his group members, Meiyuan stood up from his chair, yawning, and went to the window. The quiet street and night sky brought him a sense of peace. Looking at Lu Ying's room, where the lights were already off, his mother's words from earlier that day echoed in his mind.