Chapter 155: 155. I

155. I'm done for, brothers.

I'm done for, brothers. I already asked for leave and admitted defeat about a week ago, but the review went missing once, and it got posted in the "Work-Related" section once; I really dropped the ball...

The following is my formal letter of surrender.

I finally understand why all the seniors refuse to write interstellar stories—I really can't write them.

I've drafted the outline over and over, but nothing feels right. The universe is too big, people are too small; no matter how I calculate it, it doesn't add up. A planet is so big, the universe is so vast—no matter how I write it, it feels strange.

I will learn my lesson and strive to start a new book next month. I am truly sorry, brothers.

(End of chapter)