It's been over a month, just like a farmer tending to wheat, and finally, the harvest season is upon us.
Actually, before editing this post, I always felt like there were countless things to say, but when I actually opened Word, I realized there wasn't much to mention...
Honestly, this isn't my first tycoon story; I've written two before. The first lacked experience and went overboard in the later stages with international politics, leading to a dozen chapters being blocked in one day. It teetered on the edge of being banned and was hurriedly concluded just shy of a million words.
The second one performed better, but I was even unluckier. Mr. Ao struck, the whole world was affected, I ended up taking several metaphorical bullets, and white lung landed me in the ICU. The subsequent treatment took over a year, and I'm still not fully recovered...
This is my third web novel after a year's hiatus.
