Today, I intended to release four chapters, but suddenly I saw a comment that struck me like a bolt from the blue, making me see things clearly. Thinking back... the initial "truth" I pursued when conceiving this dark novel—that profound principle—has gradually devolved into mere wish fulfillment through constant writing.

The need for 'satisfaction' led me down a path where I wanted to write about a different kind of satisfaction: the profound feeling found amidst betrayal and stark cruelty, the warmth of kinship, the bond of friendship—a satisfying emotional rush. But as I continued writing, I succumbed to crafting the typical wish-fulfillment fantasy prevalent in online novels to cater to a wider audience.

Today, I am completely reworking the outline. My hope is that in the upcoming story arc, I can deliver an apocalyptic narrative filled with tears and laughter, joy and sorrow; a world where tenderness hides within the cruelty, and betrayal lurks within that very tenderness.

Though my skill as Old Gu might be lacking, I will strive harder. I’ve spent the entire afternoon pondering this, and now I'm putting pen to paper. I apologize for the late update; Old Gu can only promise one chapter today, perhaps two—it’s not yet decided. For the next few days, the burst of three chapters will become less frequent.

Once I adapt to the new direction, a major surge will follow. I trust that what you all truly wish to see is quality, not mere filler. A