Chapter 428: Chapter 210: Mother Tree (Part 2)
"Mm, do you like them?" Both knives are crafted by an Artifact Refining Master from the Cultivation Plane, made in the same vein as the "Xihe" in her hand, with immense destructive power. Although the two children are young, their family members are all hidden militants, and the education they received since childhood leaned towards blood and iron, leading them to be accustomed to such an atmosphere and having an inexplicable fondness for all weapons that can cause harm. Influenced by Su Jiameng, they have a particular preference for the "Cross Saber."
"We love them!" The two children said in unison, their little faces alight with excitement and anticipation.
However, Su Jiameng’s next words left them particularly dejected, "If you like them, then train hard and put in the effort. Both knives are crafted from special materials, making them extremely heavy. If your strength is lacking, you won’t even be able to lift them, let alone wield them in battle. Plus, the knives are overly sharp, so without my permission, don’t take them out of their sheathes!"
"Oh..." The two buns hung their heads in disappointment, two strands of hair pointing in different directions drooped slightly, looking very pitiful.
While the mother and children were talking, Su Jiameng’s intellectual brain received a message from Lucy. Looking at her words, Su Jiameng smiled and replied, "Yeah, I just got back yesterday. What are you doing now? Are you still in class?"
"Yes, still in class. Don’t mention how boring it is. The teacher’s lectures on the history of cosmic culture are so dull that they could serve as lullabies. Attending his classes, I fall asleep once every time, it’s more effective than sleep aids." Once Lucy started complaining, she couldn’t stop.
History of cosmic culture? Su Jiameng searched her memory for relevant information, drawing a blank, but just hearing the name, she knew how tedious it must be. She sympathized with someone as lively as Lucy enduring such torture, "By the way, why aren’t the K3 top dogs online?"
"They’ve gone out for practical task classes, it’ll probably take more than half a month before they return, during which they’re not allowed to use the internet." Lucy leaned her cheek in boredom; if the K3 gang weren’t away, she wouldn’t be idly frustrated, "Oh, since you’re back now, why don’t you continue updating that novel? You update once every two or three months, you’re getting more and more of a slacker!"
Su Jiameng’s novel "Tragic Life of Su Shaojiang" has been serialized for five years, and since starting her assignments, updates have often been once every month or two. However, she considered herself considerate, as the number of words per update was substantial, often reaching hundreds of thousands.
However, Su Jiameng’s life in her second incarnation was full of ups and downs, not something that can be narrated simply.
Currently, the plot has reached a point where she beat her childhood friend into critical care, his wife and child crying desperately outside, while the heroine hardened her heart and returned to the front lines to face the next wave of challenges and life’s uncertainties...
Simply put, Su Jiameng left the plot in a tantalizing spot, teasing readers without continuation, unable to find relief. Her comment section was flooded with endless urging for updates, outside of basic plot discussions.
It was largely due to Lucy’s continuous prodding that Su Jiameng persisted with the novel, instead of abandoning it. Training and assignments left her little time, let alone settle down to reminisce her past life’s hardships.
"Lucy, your resentment is heavy... You didn’t mention it, I almost forgot..." Su Jiameng scratched her head; writing the novel was merely venting, like "writing a diary", perhaps allowing the stories of those years to be remembered after her death.
Before starting the assignments, the author’s backend had sent a signing invitation, which Su Jiameng found intriguing and accepted, getting a supposedly decent recommendation. Although first-person writing isn’t very popular, the "plot" at the time was "progressing favorably," attracting a batch of readers who enjoy military novels, the earliest and most loyal supporters.
Due to the overly frustrating update frequency, the book never went on sale... Probably even the editor forgot about her existence. After signing the contract, there were just two minor recommendations, giving the book small fame within a certain range. From there, it slowly developed solely based on readers’ affection and promotion, continuing until now...
Alright, though she dared not claim her writing skills were brilliant, she was confident in her ability to stoke readers’ emotions, her plot control, and character portrayal, allowing her to confidently say her novel was "naturally integrated." Since it’s all based on real-life events transformed into words, the pacing, characters’ personalities, environmental backgrounds, and the source of readers’ frustration – the torture of the protagonist – are exceptionally realistic.
Several readers who knew a bit about military matters had asked her in the comments section if she was in the industry, wondering how she could be so knowledgeable. Even Lucy had privately asked her... Su Jiameng maintained silence on these matters.
Since updates had been delayed for a long time, Su Jiameng simply gave a benefit to the readers, posting both the last written section and an afternoon’s work all at once. Of course, this was both a benefit and a point of grief. Nearly 300,000 words, it narrated the heroine "me" and a commander going from mutual dislike to cooperative harmony, enduring three years of life-or-death struggles, with the never-ending wars continuing.
Readers had thought this slightly mischievous commander might be the male lead, but unexpectedly towards the end, the plot took a sharp turn. Three years later, the commander was borrowed for firefighting duties, attacked by a special Insect Race, gradually being devoured by them. In his dying moments, the commander desperately begged "me" to grant him death... and then died at the hands of the heroine.
Holy crap! That commander who could seamlessly arrange troops, laugh and talk while screwing people over, pilot a mecha to smack people, handle paperwork, repair and do chores with ease, was suddenly killed off!
After reading the latest update, Lucy silently sent Su Jiameng a blood-drenched vegetable knife emoji, "Xiao Meng, let’s discuss life at the Mecha Fighting Arena! See you at the Arena after school!"
Su Jiameng was speechless, was it that tormenting? Just as she couldn’t stop laughing, she felt a warm sensation on her neck... was it... the jade pendant? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
