Chapter 589
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Chapter 589: Conclusion of the Volume 2
It’s the same old routine; let’s summarize this volume briefly. Friends who don’t want to read my ramblings can skip ahead~
I initially thought this volume wouldn’t be very long, at least not exceeding the 550,000 words of the first volume, but as I wrote, I realized I had unknowingly reached nearly 700,000 words… It’s a bit lengthy, but it’s not filler.
Well, at least I don’t think it’s filler… Every plot point or dialogue has its significance, intricately connected. Can that be called filler? (dog head)
Many things I wanted to say were already mentioned in the summary at the end of the first volume, so I’ll skip that and move directly to the summary section.
The theme of the first volume is “deities”: Seraphim, Yang Jian, the little black dog, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Poseidon, Hades, Loki… This is the beginning of everything, a story of “gods” protecting “humans.”
The second volume, however, is different.
The core of this volume is no longer those “gods” who can summon the wind and rain, but rather one ordinary yet great “human” after another.
The sickly recluse Wu Laogou, the solitary guardian of the border Li Deyang, the naive Chen Han, the reborn Bai Li Pangpang in despair, the only night watchman in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, Miao Su, the undercover “believer” in the ninth seat, and those human ceilings…
Who says this world needs gods?
In despair and darkness, those who bravely stand before thousands radiate a brilliance more dazzling than that of deities.
In this volume, what San Jiu truly wants to write can be summed up in four words, which are Ye Fan’s long-cherished wish:
Humans can conquer heaven.
I wonder if any readers have noticed that the five human ceilings are all “ordinary” representations.
Waiter Zhou Ping, delivery guy Lu Wuwei, security guard Ye Fan, programmer Guan Zai, teacher Chen Fuzi…
Their professions are commonplace in life, but that doesn’t mean they are insignificant. Every person cloaked in “ordinariness” may hide a heart as pure as crystal.
When a crisis arises, true heroes come from the “ordinary,” not from the “noble” or “wealthy.”
Perhaps they are not superheroes, not Iron Man; they can’t save the Earth, and there are few things they can do, but so what?
Saving a despondent person contemplating suicide, rescuing a passerby who accidentally fell into a river, scaring off a stalker following a girl, saving a child abducted by traffickers… Compared to saving the world, these actions may seem small, but to those who are saved, they are heroes.
Each of us is Chen Han.
Without Li Deyang’s background, without Zhou Ping’s talent, ordinary yet great—that is the true “night watchman.”
This is what I wanted to convey in this volume.
There may be many areas that aren’t handled perfectly, but overall, San Jiu is still satisfied.
San Jiu is still a newcomer in the web literature scene; from writing the first book to now, it’s only been a year. There will definitely be issues, and there is still a considerable gap compared to some established masters, but San Jiu will continue to improve and write better.
As for the next volume… um… no spoilers!
Still, if everyone thinks San Jiu’s writing is decent and this book is enjoyable, it would be great if you could help promote it. Here, I especially want to thank those loyal readers who have always supported me and turned into enthusiastic promoters.
Each and every one of you can pin down socially anxious Zhou Ping!
Well done!
Lastly, I want to remind you all not to hoard books~
Sending love~
