# 588
Chapter 589: End-of-Volume Summary 2
Volume Two is finally finished.
Following the usual routine, here’s a quick recap of this volume. If you don’t want to hear Sanjiu ramble, feel free to skip ahead~
I originally thought this volume wouldn’t be very long—definitely shorter than Volume One’s 550,000 characters—but before I knew it, I’d written almost 700,000… It’s a bit lengthy, but I don’t think it’s filler.
Well, at least I don’t believe it is… Every scene and line of dialogue exists for a reason, each link in the chain matters—how can that be called padding? (dog-head)
I already said most of what I wanted to say in Volume One’s afterword, so I’ll jump straight into the summary.
Volume One’s theme was “gods”: Seraph, Yang Jian, the little black mutt, Yuanshi Tianzun, Poseidon, Hades, Loki… It was the beginning, a tale of “gods” protecting “humans.”
Volume Two is different.
The heart of this volume is no longer those awe-inspiring beings who command wind and rain, but rather one ordinary yet magnificent “human” after another:
Wu “Old Dog” who feigned illness to hide from the world; Li Deyang who guarded the frontier alone; the still-green Chen Han; Baili Pangpang reborn from despair; Miao Su, the only Night Watch in Guangdong-Shenzhen; Ninth Seat deep undercover among the Believers; and all those Human Apex…
Who says the world must rely on gods?
In despair and darkness, those who dare stand before millions shine brighter than any deity.
What I truly wanted to write in these four words is Ye Fan’s lifelong wish:
Man Can Conquer Heaven.
I wonder if any readers noticed: the five Human Apex are each epitomes of “ordinariness.”
Zhou Ping the waiter, Lu Wuwei the delivery guy, Ye Fan the Great Xia security guard, Guan Zai the programmer, Master Chen the teacher…
Their jobs are everywhere in real life, but that doesn’t make them insignificant. Beneath every “ordinary” shell may beat a crystal-clear heart of innocence.
When crisis strikes, true heroes emerge from “ordinariness,” not from “nobility” or “wealth.”
Maybe they aren’t Superman or Iron Man; they can’t save the planet; what they can do is limited—so what?
Stopping someone from jumping off a bridge, pulling a stranger out of a river, scaring off a thug tailing a girl, rescuing a child from traffickers… Compared with saving the world, these acts seem small, yet to the ones saved, they are heroes.
Every one of us is Chen Han.
Without Li Deyang’s background, without Zhou Ping’s talent—ordinary yet great—that is the real “Night Watch.”
That’s what I wanted to convey in this volume.
Imperfect in places, perhaps, but overall I’m satisfied.
Sanjiu is still a rookie in web-fiction; it’s only been a year since my first book. Problems are inevitable, and I’m far from veteran gods of the craft, but I’ll keep improving and write better and better.
Next volume… mm… no spoilers!
Same plea: if you think Sanjiu’s work is okay and the story’s worth reading, please help spread the word. Huge thanks to those loyal readers who’ve been supporting me and turning into crazy安利-machines.
Every single one of you could pin socially-anxious Zhou Ping to the ground and rub him raw!
Well done!
Last reminder: try not to “stockpile” chapters~
Love you all~
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