I Will Never Abandon My Work Again

Tang Xuan was lying on his bed, playing a round of battle royale, his eyes sharp, his movements deft and practiced. This was one of his daily pleasures, yet as a eunuch-novel author, every time he played—especially in the Q Zone—he never escaped the affectionate attention of his readers and fans linked through QQ.

“Useless eunuch! Not updating your novel again, just playing games!”

“Useless eunuch, you’ll never have a son!” (Too true, I won’t say who, but you know who you are.)

“The world’s gone to ruin, morals have collapsed, these authors all abandon their stories at the drop of a hat!”

Tang Xuan had just entered the final circle when a sudden voice sounded in his ear, nearly making him jump out of his skin.

“Who’s speaking?” Tang Xuan scanned his room swiftly, but there was no one there.

Had he been cursed so much he was hearing things?

“Don’t be afraid.” The voice came again. Tang Xuan stared at his empty room, beginning to panic.

The next moment, he realized his surroundings were changing.

He had left his room, and now stood amid a vast and ethereal, dazzling expanse of stars.

As a seasoned eunuch-novel author, Tang Xuan quickly understood what he had encountered.

He forced himself to calm down and asked the starry void, “Esteemed one, do you have any instructions for me?”

The voice returned, with a hint of irritation: “I usually enjoy reading novels on Qidian. One day, on a whim, I manifested the worlds of every novel on the site.”

“Do you understand what it means to manifest?”

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