Evil Sailing Group: My Crew Is From Another World!

Insist on originality and eliminate violations

I (pen name Lailang, guarantee that the contracted work is my own original creation, and create in strict accordance with the Feilu Writer Convention during the creation process, insist on originality, and prevent the following violations. If there is any violation, I am willing to bear all the consequences arising therefrom

1. Guarantee that the contracted works belong to their own original works, and do not involve plagiarism or plagiarism in plots in Chinese translation

2. Guaranteed not to plagiarize any third-party works or plots during the creation process

3. Guarantee that the work Feilu Novel.com is the first release and the only signing website

3. Ensure compliance with laws and regulations in the creative process, including but not limited to: no politics, no pornography, gambling and drugs, no propaganda of cults, no ghostwriting, no stuffing of waste manuscripts, no trusteeship, no sale of works and accounts and other violations

4. Guarantee that regardless of the number of words of the work, the contracted work must complete the plot, never unfinished, let alone finish

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Another new book is about to hit the shelves.

In the process of writing this book, the author also experienced a lot.

In addition to writing a book, one trifle after another keeps occupying my time. When it is serious, I even go to the next one as soon as I finish the previous one, non-stop.

Naturally, there is less time to write a book.

But I know that writing a book is my top priority, so I still try my best to find time to code.

I saw many readers in the comment area, saying that my update speed is too slow.

Here, I would like to say sorry to everyone!

In the future, I will try my best to increase the amount of updates and try my best to meet everyone's needs.

Although I feel embarrassed to say it, I still want to say something to everyone:

Ask for support!

The motivation for me to continue writing is nothing more than my love for writing books and everyone's support for me.

In the past, I lived a life of being dependent on others.

Even eating depends on the faces of relatives.

My personality is relatively withdrawn and I don't have many friends.

The only thing that can fill my life is one anime after another.

And one novel after another.

I often fantasize carefully as the protagonist in the novel, and fantasize that I am in my own world, where the wind makes the wind and the rain makes the rain.

But reality is reality.

I am still a half-learned student, and when I return to my relatives' house, I also suffer from the cold-eyed little pitiful.

One day, I overheard a middle and high school student say to another person, you like reading novels so much, why don't you write one by yourself?

It can also satisfy your own spiritual needs, and if you are lucky, you can make some money.

Hearing this sentence, I froze in place.

Yes, I like novels so much, why don't I write one?

I went ahead and bought some notebooks with the money I earned from three meals a day.

I started writing my thoughts down in a notebook.

Whenever and wherever an idea pops into my head, I pull out my notebook and jot down my thoughts.

I don't know how long it has passed, but I have written several books about the thoughts in my mind.

When I was bored before going to bed, I would lie on the bed and read carefully what I had written.

Until one day, those notebooks of mine were discovered.

In front of me, they threw those notebooks into the furnace and burned them clean.

Months of pen and ink, all vanished at that moment.

They pointed to the burning stove and said to me.

"Your academic performance is at the bottom of the whole school, and you still want to write a novel?"

"Spending money on these useless places, it seems that I'm giving you more money."

They laughed at a child's dream and ruthlessly trampled on a child's fragile heart.

Since then, my living expenses can barely support my three meals a day.

I even hesitated for a long time to buy a bottle of mineral water that cost one yuan.

But I don't want to give up my dream so easily.

So I left my relatives' house, went to the other side of the city, and started working part-time while writing novels.

Every day, I dragged my exhausted body back to the rental house, finished dinner hastily, and started writing with a second-hand mobile phone I bought from my former classmates.

When I first started, I stared at a blank screen and had no idea where to start.

It's as if what I wrote in the notebook before was completely for nothing.

But then I thought, my life is already like this, am I still afraid of failure?

Real knowledge comes from practice, and if you don't take the first step, you will never see the end of this road.

So I finally tapped the keyboard, wrote my first novel, and wrote the first chapter.

After typing that chapter, I felt refreshed, as if the exhaustion accumulated on my body all day had quietly dissipated.

So for the next month, I lived a repetitive day every day.

Wake up, buy breakfast, go to work.

In the evening, I went back to the rental house, dealt with it and had dinner, then lay on the bed and turned on the coding software to start coding.

After a month, I finally wrote my first book to about 100,000 words.

At that time, I was new to it not long ago, and the efficiency of codewords was really impressive. I could only write four to five thousand words a day.

And my level at that time even shook my head when I saw it myself.

So my first book, before it was published, was deleted by myself.

During that time, I stopped reading novels as a reader.

Instead, as an author, I learn the techniques in other people's novels.

How can others write these plots well?

Why do other people's novels look so comfortable that people can read them for hours?

When I turned back and read my manuscript again, I thought, what kind of rubbish is this? How did I write something like this?

So I cut out the first novel and started thinking about the second.

This time, I didn't go around like a headless chicken like I did when I wrote the first book.

When the second book reached 30,000 words, I chose to publish it on the platform.

At that time, I was very confident, and I felt that this book would definitely achieve an ideal result.

However, reality always likes to hit me in the head.

The results on the first day were very dismal, and in the next few days, I hope things will turn around.

But the results are still so dismal.

There are also bad reviews in the comment area, and I even began to doubt life.

But I picked myself up again.

I have nothing left to lose.

Although it is said that there are bad reviews in the comment area, these bad reviews all pointed out some problems in my novel.

I started to look carefully at every bad review.

Zai started to make some revisions to the book based on the problems pointed out in the negative reviews.

But if it is abolished, it is abolished.

It's useless to change it.

But through this book, I learned a lot.

I know where my writing is not good enough, and where there is a problem with my writing.

In this way, when I write the next book, I can effectively avoid some problems.

The third book, sure enough, has fewer problems than the second book.

However, I am still not qualified.

However, the results of the third book are not so unsightly, at least they can be read.

So I insisted on writing this book until it hit the shelves.

But the results on the first day of release were not ideal.

But this book still gave me motivation.

At least let me know that I have made progress.

So I read several books in a row, and the last book got some improvement.

In the past few months, I have basically spent all the money I earned from working part-time.

Rent, water and electricity bills, firewood, rice, oil and salt...

So until some time ago, I still used a second-hand mobile phone to code.

But with the last book, I had another nice income.

So I bought a laptop for easy coding.

It was also the last book that gave me hope.

I was also so confident that I wanted to quit my job and write a book full-time.

But I still suppressed the thoughts in my heart, worked part-time during the day, and wrote books at night.

But because of this, my codeword efficiency has been slow to improve.

Plus there are other chores to take care of, so I have even less time to type.

I can only go to bed late and come to multi-code Braille.

Here, I would like to say sorry to everyone again!

My update volume is too small, so that everyone can't enjoy watching it.

But I will work harder to improve my codeword efficiency.

And make the works you write more and more interesting.

Of course, it is indispensable for everyone to support me a lot.

Your support is the biggest motivation for me to write a book!

For writing a book, even if I still live the days of working part-time during the day and coding at night, I will still stick to it.

Not only because of my love for writing, not just to commemorate my lost youth.

It is for you who support me now.

I sincerely hope that my works are not just something you use for entertainment in your spare time, but also that my works can bring you passion and pass on my love to you.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if one day my source of inspiration completely dries up, I will still stick to it without forgetting my original intention.

Not for anything else, this is my choice after going through a lot, and every place in the book has my own shadow.

This is my choice, so I will firmly continue on this path.

But most importantly, you who like and support my work.

Even if there is only one person left who likes my work, I will continue to write.

Here, I still have a lot of people to thank.

First of all, I would like to thank my editor. He has been urging my writing work. Here I would like to thank him for his support and encouragement to me all the time.

Thanks to the partners around me, they encouraged me all the time, when I had no clue and the inspiration was dry, they pointed out the direction for me and gave me reliable advice.

Thanks to all the readers who have been silently supporting me all the time, it is you who make me feel the sunshine in the most difficult time, and it is you who make me rein in the precipice when I want to give up again and again.

You were the most important part of my book writing process.

What would be the best writing without you readers who support me?

You are the ones who reached out to me in the snow and ice.