Hello there readers, this book is about a man who kills himself and finds himself in the body of another version of himself. He decides to change his life. (Don't do that please it was just a convenient way for him to be reborn).

The book is inspired by numerous web novels, web serials, etc that can be found on the internet. I have been a reader for years now, so I decided to try my hand at writing and see where that leads.

In the room.

Zhang Ye did some research on Weiwo's video website.

The front page was very clean, beautiful and well organized. The website was similar to other traditional sites with animations, music and other things. But the one thing that was different was they had a schedule of Weiwo's program listings placed in an eye catching area of the page. Zhang Ye clicked on it and he had a look. He browsed through the programs and felt that there wasn't much difference to a traditional television station. They had singing programs, news programs and also some syndicated television serials. The difference was that the production value was cheaper. After all, the funding couldn't compare to a television station, so a program's equipment and setup were also sacrificed.

"News Report" — 110,000 views.

"My Music Period Episode 124" — 80,000 views.

"Celebrity Interview Episode 69" — 7,113,000 views.

The views were pathetic and there were not many programs. Most of the programs had only around tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of views only. But there was also another extremity like Weiwo WebTV's star program, 'Celebrity Interview'. The latest episode had over 7 million views. Even for someone like Zhang Ye, whose poems had view rates of several million, was shocked. He understood that for his poems, the viewing rates were slightly boosted by the fact that anyone who came across it would register as a view. They might not have read it nor even liked it. But for a program like "Celebrity Interview" with so many episodes, these numbers were the real deal!

Why was it so popular?

Zhang Ye clicked on it to take a look. This was a program that was broadcasted weekly. It was always broadcasted on a weekend and every episode had guests who were usually foreigners.

Doyle?

Fries?

David Charter?

Zhang Ye did not know any of them, so he copied their names and did a search online. He was shocked by the search results, these people were all celebrities from America and Europe! From S-Listers to B-Listers. There were actors! There were singers! There were models! The least well-known ones were also newcomers who were in the top 5 of those American or European music charts! There were also a number of local celebrities. Like the one his mother liked a lot, a B-Lister comedian. He was the guest for the previous episode!

Holy sh*t!

They could invite so many of these people?

What kind of a social contacts and background did this online portal have!?

But from another perspective, it could be seen how much development potential WebTV had. It was a new media that was independent of television stations!

But even with many transformations, the core remained the same. Upon some research by Zhang Ye, he realized that his previous world also had something similar. Like those online drama serials or talent shows. Didn't they also produce a new episode first on the web daily or weekly? The logic was the same. However, this world had consolidated it to form a series of television programs. And these programs were much more focused in breadth, forming a solid link between them.

......

"Little Ye."

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Come out for dinner."

"Oh, I'll be right out."

Zhang Ye switched off his computer, went out to the living room and sat down.

His mom had finished preparing dinner, "Go wash your hands before eating!"

But Zhang Ye did not move, he remain seated on his chair, "Dad, mom, I have something to discuss with you. A CEO from a WebTV portal called me earlier to invite me to join them as a host. The remuneration is good, but I would have to work in Shanghai. So I might not be back here in the short term."

His mother exclaimed, "You have a job now? That's so good. Go on, go on. Everyone is worried about you. Your dad and I will not miss you."

Zhang Ye, "... "

His father said, "Your career is more important. You can decide for yourself."

Zhang Ye said, "Sure, if you have no objections, then I will go?"

"Go on, go on. WebTV has been emerging in recent years. I heard that if you do well as a WebTV host, your fame will be even greater than a traditional television host." His mother did know a little.

That was true. Didn't Gao Xiaosong emerge this way too in his previous world?

Zhang Ye was calm, "That's if it works out. But the risks are high as well. WebTV is not a good platform to stand out on. The competition is too high and if my program does not do well, then my reputation would crumble. I can go, but I really need to think about what program I will do." It was easy to choose a program to do, shows like "Lecture Room" had been tried and tested back in his previous world. They were mature programs. But to make a program for age specific viewers of WebTV, Zhang Ye was undecided on what kind of a program to do. This decision was very vital.

His mother gave him a pair of chopsticks, "Think slowly, my son will definitely not have a problem."

After dinner, Zhang Ye called Victoria to inform her of his decision to join them.

Shortly after hanging up, a male staff contacted him and told him that a plane ticket had been booked for tomorrow. He asked if the timing was a problem, if it was, he would do the necessary changes. Zhang Ye hesitated a little and decided that he will go tomorrow as he had been idling for too long already.

His mother said surprised, "Leaving tomorrow already?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "It seems like they are quite urgent about this. I suppose they need to get a program up quickly, so they want me to go over sooner to help out."

"Then quickly get your luggage packed." his mother urged.

Zhang Ye did not know to laugh or cry, "Mom, at least try to keep me here!"

His mother explained logically, "As the mom of a celebrity, I have to be reasonable. Son, mom understands, go quickly and become an A-Lister so that I can go and show off to people!"

His father said, "Come back when you have the time, it's not far by plane or train."

"Sure, if I am free, I will come home." Zhang Ye bade farewell to his parents and went downstairs.

On the car, Zhang Ye thought for a moment before taking his phone out to send Zhang Yuanqi a message: I am going to develop my career in Shanghai for a while. I won't be home for the short term.

In the past, Zhang Yuanqi would never return Zhang Ye's messages. But today, he was surprised to receive one. It was just a one worded reply — OK.

Zhang Ye was afraid that the Heavenly Queen would come to his apartment, so he figured that it would be good to notify her. Putting his phone aside, he drove off straight for Jiaomen.

......

In the district.

The moon was out, the skies were misty.

Back at his rented apartment, Zhang Ye's began packing his luggage. He put his clothes and socks in. He finished packing and ended up with 2 big luggages. Seeing the clock on the wall, it was almost 9PM.

Ring, ring, ring.

A few calls were connected.

The first call came from the eldest of his younger cousin sisters, "Brother, I heard that you are going to Shanghai? Have you packed? Do you need me to help you pack?"

Zhang Ye was pleased and said, "No need, I have finished packing."

The eldest young sister said caringly, "Then please have a safe trip, I will visit you if I have time!"

The second call was from the youngest sister, "Brother, hehe, please leave without worries. (similar to what you would say to a dead person)"

Zhang Ye was annoyed and said, "Why does it not sound like a good thing?"

"Anyway when you come back, remember to bring me a present! When I'm on break, I can visit you. You must take care of my food and lodging," his younger cousin said in a spoiled manner.

"OK, OK, OK. Tell your dad and mom as well."

"My dad and mom already know, they wish you all the best in your career."

After a few calls from his family, Zhang Ye said his goodbyes to them as well. After that, he turned and looked at the landlady's apartment a short distance away. He was going to leave soon, so he definitely had to inform the landlady. If there was anything he missed, this was the place he missed the most. After all, this was the first place where he lived independently after graduation. His career also developed from here, so he had many emotions about this place… of course, the main reason was his feelings for Rao Aimin.

The door was ajar.

The elevator sounded and footsteps were clearly heard from the corridor.

Zhang Ye turned around and saw the landlady's shadow passing his slightly opened door. He could not see her face but that exercise outfit was all too familiar. Moreover, the only person who would go out to train and exercise at this time was Rao Aimin. Zhang Ye put down his luggage, went out and closed the door before going after her.

"Landlady auntie." Zhang Ye said from behind her.

Rao Aimin turned around and looked, "What do you want?"

Zhang Ye felt emotionally hurt as he coughed, "There's a little something."

"If it's not about borrowing money, come in." Rao Aimin opened the door with her keys and gave him a glance, "But if you are thinking of borrowing money, then go away as far as possible."

"Aiya, what borrow money." Zhang Ye followed into the apartment, "Eh, where's Chenchen?"

Rao Aimin turned towards the bathroom and took a towel to wipe her sweat off, "Autumn tour, the school organized a trip to the suburbs, 2 days and 1 night. She will only be back tomorrow."

There are just the two of us?

A man and a woman, alone!

Zhang Ye swallowed his saliva and took a peek at Rao Aimin's healthy figure. That sports attire was too fitting to her body. It outlined the curves of her body clearly.

Rao Aimin looked at him, "Spit out whatever you have to say, I still need to take a shower."

Zhang Ye said, "I am leaving for Shanghai tomorrow. It might be for a month or two. In any case, I won't be back in the short term. I found a new job over there as a WebTV host. Please leave this apartment as it is, I will continue paying the rent. I just wanted to come over to say goodbye to you and Chenchen."

Rao Aimin said happily, "There are still television stations that want to hire you?"

"It's a WebTV station. Not the traditional type." Zhang Ye answered.

"Oh, as long as it's a job. OK, scram now." Rao Aimin's tone was similar to his mother's. It felt like they couldn't wait for him to leave.

Zhang Ye's heart was shattered, "I can't bear to part. Look at you, you have hurt me emotionally." Saying that, he began to play the hooligan and sat on her sofa. "I'm not leaving tonight. No way."

Rao Aimin narrowed her eyes and said, "Hur hur, then shall I throw you out?"

"Go ahead. I will be sleeping here in any case." Zhang Ye lay down with his feet up.

But Rao Aimin really came towards him.

Zhang Ye jumped up in shock and said, "Don't you touch me, I'm warning you. My body is very weak. If you touch me, I will break. If you hit me, I will die!"

This was his last night in Beijing. He had hoped for something to happen between him and Rao Aimin, so he insisted on staying over.


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Yan Molun tilted his head and thought seriously for a while before replying, "Somewhat, especially at the swimming pool or by the beach. There are always many women who come up to me to say hello when they see my body." 
Duoyao felt indignant. When she went out on holiday with Changqing and the rest in their university days, when she saw good-looking men or men with good bodies, she would resist the urge to pick them up. Then, she only thought of doing it but never dared to. "Impressive. Then it seems like you welcome all pretty women with open arms."
"No. Maybe it's because I had an indistinct feeling that a little vixen with the surname Jiang would capture my heart in the future. Besides, she's very petty and gets jealous easily, so I always told myself to love myself," Yan Molun said with a soft laugh as he twirled the hair by her ear with his finger gently.
Duoyao tried very hard to steady her heartbeat so that she wouldn't be smitten by Yan Molun, this male vixen. This man could sound so sweet when he started sweet-talking. It didn't suit his cold and silent image in the past. She snorted. "You're pretty good at sweet-talk. How many women have you tricked before?"
"Don't you know that in front of the woman he likes, a man becomes a self-taught master of sweet-talking?" Yan Molun pinched her chin gently with his large hand. His dark eyes slowly turned dim. 
His gaze had always been very bold. Duoyao's heart skipped a beat. She turned away but he chased her with his lips, kissing her face, ear…
Her pink toes that were exposed in the air curled tightly.
In the end, Mr. Yan didn't break his promise and it was the first time Duoyao ever felt that kind of loss and pleasure.
This time, she had slightly more experience than the previous time. She would sometimes pluck up the courage and open her eyes for a while as she blushed. She finally understood how Mr. Yan gave her misconceptions about what happened the last time.
Now that she thought about it, she was too young and too naive indeed.
———————-
The next day, in the minivan, the person who accompanied Duoyao to work wasn't Xiling but another assistant who had been with her for not very long, Cao Qin. She looked young and was at a tender age younger than 23 years old. She used to run around with Xiling, doing some odd jobs, but she was a complete newbie when it came to handling administrative matters.
Cao Qin looked at Duoyao's rather unhappy face and explained, "Sister Shuang transferred Xiling to Liu Ruoni's side. I'll be in charge of your work from now on."
Duoyao wasn't a fool. Changing her assistant to a completely inexperienced one was all meant to do her in. If an assistant couldn't get things done properly, she would offend people and this matter would be blown up by the media. "Didn't Liu Ruoni have a very good assistant?"
"Mm…" Cao Qin replied softly.
Duoyao sighed inside. The greatest fear of an assistant would be changing artistes. If you got a bad artiste, you could only go with the flow according to the company's arrangements.
Luckily, Xiling didn't arrange much work for her previously. She only rejected very low-class events. In less than two days, the media published an article on how she put on airs and refused to follow the company's arrangements.
Duoyao had already expected that. She couldn't be bothered with it and continued to appear at the events she was supposed to appear at, ignoring all the chaos outside and doing whatever she wanted.
However, the next day, there was a 180-degree change in the media reports. They accused the Kang Corporation of making her, a first-rate celebrity, go to a cruise ship event to perform and even giving away all her drama serials, commercials and film contracts, which were previously agreed upon, to other artistes in the company. The report listed the various directors, drama serials, and commercials that were involved and the reporter even asked each one of them about the matter. The person-in-charge of the famous online game, Heroes Battle, personally said that they had come to an agreement with Duoyao previously but for some reason, her manager said Duoyao rejected the commercial because she didn't like cosplay. However, Jiang Duoyao was actually kept in the dark about this matter and it was her manager who rejected all these good opportunities behind her back. She even arranged some low-class events for her on purpose.
After the article was published, Duoyao's fans started to sweep the internet with angry rebukes. They even went to the social media accounts of the other artistes under the Kang corporation to scold them. Ge Shuang's Weibo even had tens of thousands of hate comments, some asking her to leave the entertainment industry and to stop being Duoyao's manager. At the same time, those who thought the Kang Corporation treated Jiang Duoyao unfairly wanted her to terminate her contract immediately.
When Duoyao snuck a peek at the article, she felt great. That night, she booked a plane ticket to see Yan Molun. However, he said he had something to do and would come over later.
Duoyao prepared dinner for once and when she was cooking, Guan Ying called. "You hired internet ghostwriters?"
Duoyao was stunned. "Were they internet ghostwriters? Weren't they just my fans?"
Guan Ying sighed speechlessly. This person had been in the entertainment industry for so long yet she couldn't tell when internet ghostwriters were involved. "You do have a lot of fans but it's very difficult to have such a huge impact with just the efforts of fans. Don't tell me you didn't know about it."
"I really didn't." Duoyao was bewildered. "Maybe it was Yan Molun."
"Fortune really favors fools like you and Changqing. You're always dirt lucky," Guan Ying said enviously. However, she was no longer jealous now. Although she wasn't as popular as Duoyao, she was occasionally able to take on leading female roles.
"Don't think I don't know that you and James are dating now. He's a foreigner who dabbles with stocks and he's handsome, rich, interesting and funny." Duoyao pouted. "You might even end up with a mixed-blood baby in the future. You've snatched away my dream. It's always been my dream to have a mixed-blood baby."
"We're not even at that stage yet," Guan Ying said. "Alright, if I have a mixed-blood baby in the future, you can be its godmother."
"Great! Then you'll have to give birth sooner."
"I can't be bothered to talk to you." Guan Ying hung up the phone.
...
It was 8 pm when Yan Molun came over. The food Duoyao made was already cold. She was a little unhappy, but upon thinking about what Yan Molun did in the past two days, she went over with a grin and hugged his arm. "Why are you back so late?"
"Something cropped up at the casino." Yan Molun lowered her head to look at his arm. Mm. His woman had taken the initiative. He hadn't done all that in vain.
"Casino?" Duoyao was stunned.
"Mm. Shaobin took over a casino last year and I had some shares in it, so I'm usually the one managing it," Yan Molun explained calmly.
Duoyao was dumbfounded. "F*ck, Li Shaobin has such a huge business."
Yan Molun pinched her mouth. "As a woman, how can you curse as much as Li Shaobin?"
Duoyao quickly covered her little mouth. She couldn't let Yan Molun think she was too manly. "I heard the casino always play dirty. Why don't you bring me over to play a few games? Tell the people there to lose a few rounds to me. Haha."
Yan Molun swept her a scornful glance. "With your skills, I think you'll only be able to win if they go a lot easier on you."
Duoyao pouted. Yan Molun said, "If you want to gamble, you should go to Macau. What's so fun about winning the money of the people you know? If you want to win, you should win other people's money."
"But I'll lose," Duoyao said pitifully. "I lost before. A thousand dollars."
A thousand dollars…
Yan Molun facepalmed. "Is a thousand dollars a lot? A thousand dollars to people at the casino is just pennies. Besides, it's not like you have no money."
"I don't like to gamble so my heart aches even if I lose a hundred dollars," Duoyao said. "I can buy several lipsticks with a thousand dollars."
Yan Changqing shook his head. He already didn't want to talk about how useless she was. She was just as useless as Yan Changqing but at least she earned more than Yan Changqing.
They ended the topic on the casino. Duoyao helped him scoop up a bowl of rice eagerly. "The media suddenly changed its stance. Was it because of you?"
"Mm." Yan Molun accepted the bowl. He would only be able to enjoy this treatment at a time like this.
Duoyao's little heart raced with adoration. "You even hired internet ghostwriters?"
"Who doesn't do that nowadays?" Yan Molun said calmly, "Your fans are still too young. They can only post hate comments and nothing else."
Duoyao revealed the face of adoration. "You're so impressive. The people on the Heroes Battle side should be quite familiar with the Kang Corporation—they shouldn't have spoken up for me. How did you do that?"
Yan Molun explained, "In order for an online game to operate, it must receive approval from the officials. Following this thought, you should be able to find something against them. I happened to have some acquaintances in both the government and the underworld."
Duoyao suddenly understood. "What about the media? They must've been bought over by the Kang Corporation initially."
"That was even simpler." Yan Molun smiled. "Someone from so many trades like Shaobin is the type of person the media hates the most. Besides, he… can actually dig up anything, no matter how dirty it is. The media would rather offend the Kang Corporation than him."
Duoyao finally understood. "I didn't realize Li Shaobin was so powerful. In that case… isn't he more powerful than you?"
After she finished saying that, she saw Yan Molun's brows rising up high. She shuddered inside. Oh no, oh no. This is a sign that Yan Molun isn't happy.
Yan Molun looked at her deeply. "I know mostly all the people he knows. I just can't be bothered to do things like this. He's a busy body and usually has nothing much to do, so I got him to help me out. Besides, when we go overseas, I'm the one in charge."
Duoyao quickly nodded her head vigorously. She hugged his arm as though to curry his favor. "Yes, yes, you're invincible. Finding you was like finding my Doraemon. Can you not be so childish? That was just a casual statement."
"Childish." Yan Molun frowned. It was the first time a woman dared to call him childish.


Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas.

Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying.

A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love.
In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known.
At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger.
At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings.

…

In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her.
First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses.
Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house.
Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly.
Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind.
Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money.
There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys.

…

After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?"
Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft.
Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

As said by the masses, nowadays, there were only two sorts of actors left: those heading to planet Wai and those that had been eliminated.
And actors that were already filming at the Wai film studio complex, regardless of whether they were in the cast or not, were taking advantage of the situation. Since they were already on planet Wai, ignorant people might really think that they were playing some important role in "Founding Era."
Not everyone knew that the Wai film studio complex and the set for "Founding Era" were two different places. Many people were deceived.
On the first day, when the cast and crew arrived on planet Wai, the internet was abuzz. Many people that were unable to visit planet Wai were green with envy.
The headlines on every continent were seemingly dominated by "Founding Era." Netizens were also very happy to see these headlines.
Celebrities were falling over each other trying to post photos to flaunt. Online audiences hoped to see more excitement.
But no news came out from the cast and crew. Only the online interactive platform of "Founding Era" was releasing some trivial news every day.
The online masses that were waiting for excitement were not satisfied.
Where was the publicity?
Where were the trailers?
When it was going to be released wasn't mentioned either!
There wasn't even a single still from the serial, and all the big stars had collectively disappeared.
Regarding this, the official explanation of "Founding Era" was this: The entire crew does not have internet access. They are having a confined period.
Netizens of the New Era that couldn't even live without the internet in their daily lives couldn't help but pity the cast members.
"How cruel, to actually deny them internet access!"
"If it were me, not having internet access would be the same as denying my livelihood!"
"That is why I don't want to undergo military service. How am I going to live if I get posted to some destitute place without any internet!"
"Will you even have the energy to use the internet when you are undergoing military service?"
"Speaking of this, nowadays, aren't there very few serials that don't have internet access? Indeed, this is the royalty of serials, It just isn't the same as all those other inferior ones."
"I wonder when we will get to see those stars post their photos. Without those, the entertainment circle feels miserable."
Over at planet Wai, the cast and crew had indeed entered a confined period, but they had yet to officially start shooting.
The entire planet Wai had raised precautionary measures the moment "Founding Era" had announced its reboot. The military force here had also been expanded.
The military troops that had come along with the cast and crew were not just to ensure the cast's safety. At least 60% of these troops were incorporated into Wai base's military force.
In short, people of Wai base were delighted that the "Founding Era" project was setting up shop on planet Wai.
Once filming was completed, the set would change its name to "Founding Era Cultural Film City" and would become a tourist hotspot. Perhaps planet Wai might be able to apply for a second film cultural base.
In the future, when it was opened up to the public, planet Wai would only be worried if nobody came. With human traffic, there would there be resources and revenue. With revenue, there would be a guarantee for military expenses. If additional armaments were applied for, the probability of it being approved would be much higher. The base would be upgraded and gain wealth!
The area that "Founding Era" was using as a set had originally been a place that wasn't in planet Wai's development plans. This region did not even have a name, only an area number. But now, it had become a mystical place, although it was just a small corner when compared to planet Wai's vast land. Now it was going to become a trace of history. 
Its vile weather and terrible environment similar to that of the Period of Destruction was a reason why it had been selected for filming. Most places on planet Wai had four distinctive seasons and had favorable climates, like spring, all year round. However, this place seemed like it had only two seasons: an excessive winter and a hot summer. On rare occasions where it wasn't cold or hot, the place was wrecked by sand and dust storms.
On the first day, when the cast and crew arrived, due to them being tired and having a lot of restrictions, they did not manage to explore the place.
The next morning, after the directorial team held a meeting, each cast and crew member was given an arrangements schedule.
For actors, they were giving a week's time to adapt to the environment, learn how to use props, and make other sorts of preparations to get ready.
It was clearly listed on the plan that all cast and crew would enter a confined period. Once they entered this region, they should forget about getting out before the filming was finalized. If they really needed to do so, they would have to apply for it beforehand. The cast and crew could also forget about sneaking out too. The entire area was surrounded by military personnel, and if they were mistaken for extremists and shot dead, they would have died for nothing.
Every seven days, they would have two hours of time for internet usage. At all other times, there wouldn't be any internet connection.
Zaro's face turned black the moment he saw this. "How do we live without the internet!"
Older actors had experienced a lot and had encountered similar circumstances before. Although those conditions hadn't been as stringent, having experienced life without internet access, they were still able to adapt. The younger actors, on the other hand, found it much harder to bear.
Fang Zhao wasn't really affected. In his previous life, he had gone much longer without any internet. Even in this life, he had undergone a rather long period without much internet access on planet Baiji. Thus, his reliance on the internet was not as strong as that of other people of the same age.
The second day, after receiving the arrangements schedule, Fang Zhao and the others from Silver Wing gathered at the designated location. There, professionals would instruct them on how to use the various props.
The prop instructor wasn't the least bit courteous towards these celebrities.
"People from that era were forced to get stronger on battlefields. Whether it was having the ability to kill their enemies or having the skills to escape, people then were well versed in it. Any person could leap 8 meters with just one stride. Can any of you do so? If you can't do so, then you better familiarize yourselves with the usage of these props. Try not to become a burden when filming officially starts! No one will wait for you!"
"We aren't even athletes—how is it possible to even leap eight meters with one stride," someone muttered.
There were even people who joked about it. "If there is a dog chasing behind me, perhaps I might really leap 8 meters."
The prop instructor paid no heed to what this bunch of instructors discussed in private and continued at his normal pace as he explained the usage of every single prop. Whether the actors listened seriously, whether they comprehended, he couldn't care less.
Fang Zhao did not need it, but after some consideration, he felt that he shouldn't be too segregated from the rest of the group and needed to act normal. So when others interacted with the props, Fang Zhao used them too. Familiarizing himself with their usage would be beneficial as well.
As Fang Zhao memorized the prop instructor's introduction for each piece of equipment, he felt rueful. The convenience that technology brought humankind was indeed amazing.
The prop instructor left after finishing his talk. He had other matters to attend to and would leave the group of actors to train over here.
Ji Polun ran over to look for Fang Zhao. "Brother Zhao, should we had to the production team's dining hall or to the gourmet street later? How about we head to the large dining hall at noon to experience the atmosphere and visit the gourmet food street in the late afternoon to try some Wai specialties?"
The gourmet food street that had been mentioned was a street constructed on the fringes of the film set area. The shops there were run by family members of Wai base military personnel.
The investments and the cast and crew provided job opportunities for the military and were bringing planet Wai considerable revenue. Military personnel garrisoned on planet Wai would definitely look after things well here.
Even a powerful dragon could not repress a local snake. Regardless of how much power and influence one held elsewhere, when on planet Wai, they still had to foster good relationships with the military stationed here. This was the territory of Wai base's commander, Huo Yi. If the cast and crew should really encounter any big problems, they would still have to request help from the Wai garrison.
For the cast and crew, the gourmet food street definitely had a much greater appeal compared to the production team's dining hall. However, the three meals at the dining hall were free, whereas the gourmet food street required them to fork out their own cash.
Naturally, celebrities did not lack such small amounts of cash. So there isn't any internet for us to entertain ourselves with? In life, there are only a few other pastimes.
"We have to eat more. We definitely won't get fat training for days in this horrid place. If we eat according to our past portions, we will waste away before filming has even started," Ji Polun said. "We have to eat more good stuff before filming starts."
Fang Zhao approved of Ji Polun's statement. Before leaving, the prop instructor had given some parting words: "Try your best to eat. Even if you have no appetite or you aren't acclimating well, you still have to force food down."
At lunchtime, Ji Polun dropped whatever prop he was holding and ran over to Fang Zhao to have lunch together. His eager manner appeared as if he was afraid that Fang Zhao would run off alone.
A few other Silver Wing young actors who were of similar grades to Ji Polun gazed disdainfully at Ji Polun's impatient thigh hugging. Following that, they compliantly joined in.
"Brother Fang, take me along!"
"Count me in!"
"Me too, me too!"
People who could squeeze into the cast of "Founding Era" were not foolish. They could clearly see that He Lisi was the head of the Silver Wing party, but there were too many people gathered around him. B-listers like them were nothing more than minions, and they could not force their way in. With no other choice, they could only follow Ji Polun and mix with Fang Zhao.
A few of them thought to themselves that fortunately, Fang Zhao was of a similar age to them. With common topics, they all felt comfortable talking to him
Even if any of them had mush for brains, the managers behind them surely had tricks up their sleeves. Previously, these managers had instructed them, If you aren't smart, then watch what smart people do and learn from them.
For the past few years, Ji Polun's stock had been rising. In the eyes of many people, he was a smart person.
Fang Zhao could see through their intentions, but as long as they had no evil inclinations, he would look after those he could. In his eyes, they were just little kids.
As Fang Zhao was bringing along a bunch of "kids" to the dining hall for lunch, he ran through the list of things he had arranged in his mind. Mmhm, no problems. Everything is accounted for.
Elsewhere.
At Earth's space station, a cargo transport ship headed for planet Wai was stopped.
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were not in the passenger cabin but in a single room allocated to them.
They had followed Fang Zhao's instructions and brought along Curly Hair and all sorts of procedural documentation.
Fang Zhao belonged to the first batch of planet Wai cooperative partners, and planet Wai's commanding officer Huo Yi had given him the green light. However, for him to bring a dog, there were all sorts of tests that had to be done to prevent foreign bacteria and other microbes from being carried in. There were slightly more of these procedures, and despite starting in August, it was only now that Fang Zhao had gotten a pass from planet Wai. It was only a one-time pass, and when Curly Hair was going to leave planet Wai, he would need to apply for it again.
However, the reason Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were able to enjoy the treatment of having a single room was because of Curly Hair.
When they had boarded, cargo was being loaded up on the transport ship. Curly Hair had smelt some hazardous materials. Those were goods that had some toxicity.
Despite layers of safety checks, there had still been a little leaking, and nobody had any idea how it had gotten through the checks.
The person in charge at the space station was furious. Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Find out whoever or whichever step had a problem!
Over at the transport ship, they had only been concerned about whether there were problems with the goods that had been loaded up. The majority of these goods would be for the "Founding Era" cast and crew. If any star was poisoned as a result, those on the ship would be done for as well.
"Wasn't there a police dog making a round? Why didn't it sniff out anything?" someone asked, puzzled.
The space station had 20 elite dogs from Muzhou's police academy with the specific purpose of searching the spaceport. Police dogs and technology gave a double layer of insurance.
However, this double layer of insurance wasn't able to make it 100% safe.
"Strange. How exactly was this dog able to sniff it out?" somebody asked as the ship's staffers gathered to discuss.
One of them was shocked by the results of his online search. "This dog is ranked fifth on the global pet value charts. It has a valuation of over 200 million!"
"I feel it is even better than the 200 million worth of new equipment that the space station just bought."
"I just knew that the space station's new batch of machines were no good. See, there are problems already."
"In the past, I had never understood why a dog could be so expensive. Now I know why. It's totally worth it!"
The transport ship's commander had even specifically come looking for Yan Biao and Zuo Yu. "Let us borrow your dog again."
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were in an awkward situation.
Could their boss's dog be so easily loaned out?
Of course not!
But this was someone else's transport ship. They still had to ride on this ship to planet Wai.
Although Fang Zhao did not have any internet access, with some connections, the two bodyguards could still contact him. However, since it wasn't an especially important matter, there was no need to make use of those connections.
The two of them considered for a bit. It wasn't a big issue, so they sanctioned it.
"We can lend out the dog, but we have to follow along," Yan Biao said.
The ship's commander rejected it. "That won't do. Many areas on this ship are off-limits to non-crew members. You guys have to wait here. Don't worry! I will personally lead the dog to each cabin for a quick search before returning. It's just a dog. Would I not return him after borrowing?"
Having reached this point, Zuo Yu and Yan Biao could only agree, since Curly Hair didn't seem like he was indisposed to it.
The ship's commander gladly brought the dog to patrol the ship and even got his men to allocate a room for Yan Biao and Zuo Yu with food and drinks.
Zuo Yu stared at the ceiling. "I feel that..."
"We are inferior to a dog," Yan Biao replied numbly.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

As said by ALMIGHTY GOD, GODOPEDIAOLOGY decided to find solution for finishing sin, so he decided to start it in his own house. He decided to stay in his house for one complete day and night without doing any other work.
             
He got bored and decided to watch television and enjoyed watching songs. The songs were picturised in many places and since the television was a 50 inch big one and the songs were HD quality he felt like he was in those videos amongst the actors and actresses happily singing with his them he enjoyed for 4 hrs and then for the next 8 long hrs he enjoyed all sports, cartoons, movie trailers and their makings and best romantic movies.

The next thing that he felt like trying was series(serials). He for some strange reasons couldn't sustain even for one complete hour. He switched off the television and felt that all the programs had some percent of sin which varied but it was the daily soaps(serials) that really blasted his brain into pieces.

The series explained all types of sin. It gave them ideas of various sins and how it can be committed. Though the serials weren't given any grade like A, B, U/A and so on, still the idea of watching series proved as the worstest nightmare for him.

GODOPEDIAOLOGY understood that since the series were not censored like movies and just because it didn't have a censor committee as movies, the writer of all the mega series have written all shit imagination and are provoking sin amongst the people who watch it, not even sparing small childrens. The series explained everything in detail and even gave all criminal ideas like HOW A SIN CAN BE PERFORMED IN VARIOUS STYLE AND HOW CAN WE ESCAPE THE LAW BY USING ITS LOOPHOLES. The author concluded that SIN STARTS FROM THIS DAILY SERIES AND PEOPLE ARE GAINING MORE AND MORE BAD  KNOWLEDGE & IDEAS AFTER WATCHING IT, THEREBY INCREASING THE TRP RATE OF BOTH SIN AND VIEWERSHIP But the funny thing is that the GOVERNMENT IS CLOSING ITS EYES AND EVEN AFTER SO MANY YEARS TILL NOW NO ONE HAVE MADE OUT THIS SIMPLE ACT OF SIN WHICH HAS BECOME TOO BIG NOW, JUST LIKE A CANCER AND NOW NEITHER THE PRODUCERS NOR THE CHANNELS STOP RELAYING IN, NOR THE GOVERNMENT WILL STOP IT BECAUSE BOTH OF THEM ARE EARNING NICE INCOME IN THE FORM OF ADVERTISEMENTS, WHEREIN THE MODELS ARE THE PERFORMER AND PRODUCER ARE MONEY EARNERS AND WE VIEWERS ARE THE JOKERS.

So now GODOPEDIAOLOGY understand why HIS MASTER ALMIGHTY GOD ASKED HIM TO FIRST CLEAN UP THE GARBAGE. IF THIS GARBAGE ITSELF IS SO MUCH THEN HOW ABOUT OTHER GARBAGE OF THE WORLD. ONLY GOD ALONE KNOWS. Anyhow the bad time for GODOPEDIAOLOGY has already started and he doesn't know how long will it Haunt him.

So the moral of the story is YOU PAY FOR SOMEONE ELSE MISTAKES. Really it is matter of pity for GODOPEDIAOLOGY, Only ALMIGHTY GOD can save him.

The next morning Arial was at her desk and putting together the final touches for Harold's speech at the big party tomorrow. He would be one of the publishing houses' guest speakers at the event tomorrow. Adryn had let her know that he had heard rumors that they were going to also be announcing a possible movie deal for several of the publishing groups' novels. This was a big deal, as Adryn had been on the team working to secure such a deal for a long time. He had been almost as excited about her manuscript as his news, which had made her feel so special last night. 

She normally wore the same cocktail dress to these events, but had at the last minute popped out this week and bought a new one. The red, sparkler fit her like a glove and made her feel so sexy. It was absolutely not her style, and yet something about it had spoken to her the minute she walked into the boutique. 

Adryn as her date also added to her overall excitement. He knew everyone and was a big extrovert making sure she was introduced into the conversations as his date, and not just sitting on the outskirts as a wallflower. She was more easily to hear all the gossip and tattle, so she had information Harold would request come Monday morning. This spying on others was the least favorite part of the job, but she understood in this cutthroat business everyone took whatever edge they could. 

Now that she had provided Adryn her manuscript, she glanced at the phone on her desk. She wanted to call Mr. 1288 and report her mission success. It was so foolish, that someone she had talked to just a handful of times, could play so prominently into her actions. She chuckled, he was probably some overweight, computer geek that never left his cubicle and if they did meet she wouldn't give him the time of day. The truth was in her mind, he was tall, dark and beautiful with the voice of a god. 

She picked up the phone and dialed it. 

It rang, and rang and rang. 

No voicemail came online. 

No man came online. 

After close to twelve rings, she hung up. 

"See, you are so dumb," she chastised herself, trying to keep the ridiculous disappointment at bay. It was the wrong number after all and not a lifetime commitment. 

She shook her head to clear thoughts spinning, and turned toward her computer. She was determined to make it a productive day, so she set to editing the manuscript she had been working on. Several hours later, leaning back surprised at how much time had passed. She stood, rolled her shoulders and took a small break. 

As she was to sit again, the door opened and a courier walked in with this small bouquet of pale pink roses, in a pretty vase. For a moment, she imagined that someone cared enough for her to send such a sweet sentiment in her direction. She scoffed. 

"I'm sorry, I think you are in the wrong office," she said sweetly. 

"Arial?" He asked her reading the card in the middle of the flowers. 

"Yes," she said trying to figure out who in the world would have sent these. 

"The courier placed the arrangement on the corner of her desk," and backed out slowly still staring at her, before spinning on his heels and exiting. 

She walked slowly over to the perfect arrangement. Not once in her life, had she received flowers at work? The action was unsettling, as she thought through the options of who might have provided such a sweet token. Mr. 1288? Hopefully not! That would mean he knew who she was, but she didn't have the faintest idea of his identity. That would take some of the ease and mystery out of that for her she reasoned. No other names came to mind for secret admirers. Finally, fed up with her own thoughts, she reached out and snatched up the card. 

"I'm so sorry - just remember I did it for your own good! Adryn"

The words jumped off the page at her, and she felt tiny tendrils of panic start to spread throughout her body. What had he done? This was a big apology, and nothing he had ever done to date warranted such as this. She calmly took a breath in, and then out moving to answer the phone as the phone buzzed. 

"Byron Gertz" reflected on the caller id. Her heart fluttered to the skies. He was VP of New Acquisitions and was legendary for the works he was known to have secured for their publishing house. Many of them had already been purchased and turned to movies or television serials. 

"Harold Tolverson's office," Arial answered the phone trying to sound professional, despite her hands shaking. 

"Arial Heart?" The man's voice came through, not even his administrative assistant who was known to be a bear that protected anyone trying to get to Byron. 

"Yes?"

"Could you come up to my office?"

"When?"

"How about now?"

"Mr. Tolverson isn't in yet," she whispered trying to swallow down the panic around her throat closing. 

"No worries, I just need to see you," he said gruffly. 

"Okay," she squeaked and without another word replaced the receiver in its cradle. 

The phone immediately rang again, and it was 1288. She couldn't deal with that right now. He was going to get no answer from her until she knew what was going on upstairs. She didn't want to break the spell Mr. 1288 had on her with the stress coursing through her veins. She thought to call Adryn, but was afraid she might bark something at him she would regret. 

Standing, she tried inhaling and exhaling away from the stress as she checked her reflection in a small mirror she removed from her purse. A light touch up of her lip gloss was the best she could do with that pale, wide-eyed face. She needed to be on her way. 

As she traveled the hallway to the elevators in a trance, her brain couldn't process anything going on at this moment. Hitting the top button selection once inside, and she was on her way. The entire time she tried to come up with the reason for this visit. She had messed up Harold's last manuscript. No, Byron wasn't dealing with Harold's work at all. Nothing! She could not come up with anything.

As she took in the opulent surroundings as she exited the elevator, so different from the utilitarian floor she had just left, it did nothing to salve her nerves. She stepped up to the receptionist and waited patiently trying to stop kneading her hands together. 

"Can I help you?" The receptionist asked. 

"Arial Heart, to see Mr. Gertz."

"Ah yes, he is expecting you. If you would have a seat, I'll let him know you are here," said the receptionist sealing her fate. 

Arial would just have to be patient a moment longer to see what this life changing request of her presence would bring.

When Arial calls the wrong extension at work, she find a voice on the other end she wants to call again or maybe he could be the one she was looking for all along.

World War II, and Japan's defeat, deeply influenced Japanese literature. Many authors wrote stories of disaffection, loss of purpose, and the coping with defeat. Haruo Umezaki's short story Sakurajima shows a disillusioned and skeptical Navy officer stationed in a base located on the Sakurajima volcanic island, close to Kagoshima, on the southern tip of the Kyushu island. Osamu Dazai's novel The Setting Suntells of a soldier returning from Manchukuo. Shōhei Ōoka won the Yomiuri Prize for his novel Fires on the Plain about a Japanese deserter going mad in the Philippine jungle. Yukio Mishima, well known for both his nihilistic writing and his controversial suicide by seppuku, began writing in the post-war period. Nobuo Kojima's short story "The American School" portrays a group of Japanese teachers of English who, in the immediate aftermath of the war, deal with the American occupation in varying ways.

Prominent writers of the 1970s and 1980s were identified with intellectual and moral issues in their attempts to raise social and political consciousness. One of them, Kenzaburō Ōe published his best-known work, A Personal Matterin 1964 and became Japan's second winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Mitsuharu Inoue (ja) had long been concerned with the atomic bomb and continued in the 1980s to write on problems of the nuclear age, while Shusaku Endo depicted the religious dilemma of the Kakure Kirishitan, Roman Catholics in feudal Japan, as a springboard to address spiritual problems. Yasushi Inoue also turned to the past in masterful historical novels of Inner Asia and ancient Japan, in order to portray present human fate.

Avant-garde writers, such as Kōbō Abe, who wrote fantastic novels such as The Woman in the Dunes (1960), wanted to express the Japanese experience in modern terms without using either international styles or traditional conventions, developed new inner visions. Yoshikichi Furui tellingly related the lives of alienated urban dwellers coping with the minutiae of daily life, while the psychodramas within such daily life crises have been explored by a rising number of important women novelists. The 1988 Naoki Prize went to Shizuko Todo (ja) for Ripening Summer, a story capturing the complex psychology of modern women. Other award-winning stories at the end of the decade dealt with current issues of the elderly in hospitals, the recent past (Pure- Hearted Shopping District in Kōenji, Tokyo), and the life of a Meiji period ukiyo-e artist.

Haruki Murakami is one of the most popular and controversial of today's Japanese authors. His genre-defying, humorous and surreal works have sparked fierce debates in Japan over whether they are true "literature" or simple pop-fiction: Kenzaburō Ōe has been one of his harshest critics. Some of Murakami's best-known works include Norwegian Wood (1987) and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (1994–1995).

Banana Yoshimoto, a best-selling contemporary author whose "manga-esque" style of writing sparked much controversy when she debuted in the late 1980s, has come to be recognized as a unique and talented author over the intervening years. Her writing style stresses dialogue over description, resembling the script of a manga, and her works focus on love, friendship and loss. Her breakout work was 1988's Kitchen.

Although modern Japanese writers covered a wide variety of subjects, one particularly Japanese approach stressed their subjects' inner lives, widening the earlier novel's preoccupation with the narrator's consciousness. In Japanese fiction, plot development and action have often been of secondary interest to emotional issues. In keeping with the general trend toward reaffirming national characteristics, many old themes re-emerged, and some authors turned consciously to the past. Strikingly, Buddhist attitudes about the importance of knowing oneself and the poignant impermanence of things formed an undercurrent to sharp social criticism of this material age. There was a growing emphasis on women's roles, the Japanese persona in the modern world, and the malaise of common people lost in the complexities of urban culture.

Popular fiction, non-fiction, and children's literature all flourished in urban Japan in the 1980s. Many popular works fell between "pure literature" and pulp novels, including all sorts of historical serials, information-packed docudramas, science fiction, mysteries, detective fiction, business stories, war journals, and animal stories. Non-fiction covered everything from crime to politics. Although factual journalism predominated, many of these works were interpretive, reflecting a high degree of individualism. Children's works re-emerged in the 1950s, and the newer entrants into this field, many of them younger women, brought new vitality to it in the 1980s.

Manga (comics) has penetrated almost every sector of the popular market. It includes virtually every field of human interest, such as multivolume high-school histories of Japan and, for the adult market, a manga introduction to economics, and pornography. Manga represented between 20 and 30 percent of annual publications at the end of the 1980s, in sales of some ¥400 billion per year.

Cell phone novels appeared in the early 21st century. Written by and for cell phone users, the novels—typically romances read by young women—have become very popular both online and in print. Some, such as Love Sky, have sold millions of print copies, and at the end of 2007 cell phone novels comprised four of the top five fiction best sellers.

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

How I Should Snatch Fifty Percent Business?
 
Qingling was sitting in her office and waiting for her business advisor, few days ago as soon as she was told about her shares in the inheritance she was like a fish out of water, all the time she kept dreaming that seventy to eighty percent wealth would be under her hands but what could she do to the old brain of her deceased husband, he stabbed her through leaving this horrible will. 
 
 
 
She was left to worry to maintain her lifestyle and image, there was another thorn and it was the first miss of the Qin family, her step daughter Shuqin.
 
 
But for now, she called her business advisor to ask about the heir of the fifty percent shares, she could tackle her step daughter whenever she want later. 
 
 
There was knock and a middle aged man entered in the spacious office, it was one of the main office of the Qin business empire, and she was using it as her personal office being owner of the thirty percent shares and business. 
She gestured him to sit, he was experienced advisor working under the Qin business and his opinion can be considered valuable. 
 
 
"I wanted to know who is the heir of the Qin business empire?" she immediately asked, one could feel the impatience in her tone. 
 
 
Living for many years with her husband, she was well aware about almost all of the Qin household and how things work in this noble family yet she never come across anyone who could inherit the business if she happened to know before, she would have taken some precautionary steps long ago, but what could be done now, she could have killed that heir only if she knew who it was. 
 
 
 
"This would be little difficult to investigate since the disclosure of the will has taken place, now it is the responsibility of the chosen people to protect and keep hidden the heir until the time comes," the advisor spoke, the internal matters of the business were handed to a completely different set of people who were working for the Qin Group for generations so they were loyal to their bones. 
 
 
"If you find any information regarding this heir, do let me know," Qingling ordered him. 
 
"There is a way to know it early, keep look out the steward, he must be aware about the heir and his whereabouts," she remembered something and ordered again, the steward was handling most of the business, it was impossible that he don't know either about heir. 
 
 
….
 
Shuqin and Mihu were preparing for the last two theories.
 
Mihu was looking at Shuqin because she don't agree at what she just said, "That Yushan, you should carefully decide about him, whenever I encounter him, I feel evil vibes coming from him," Mihu truthfully spoke, she cannot hide it from her friend anymore since she told that they were getting married the next week. 
 
 
"Evil vibes? That's because you are watching some soup serial these days?" Shuqin knew that her friend like to watch serials some times so she took as her concern only. 
 
 
"I am all busy around you or the study, where is this much time for me to watch serials?" Mihu pressed her lips, she knew it would jolt her friend but she cannot let her friend be trapped or framed. 
 
 
"If you are worried, we will see whether Yushan has a girlfriend and cheating me?" Shuqin suggested, according to all the soup serials stories which Mihu used to tell, this was the dominant theme of every serial so Shuqin thought Mihu was thinking the same way. 
 
 
"Hah, you are not taking it serious," Mihu put aside her book and spoke like spoiled brat. 
 
"If I took it serious, I might have to visit the hospital again," Shuqin laughed thinking that she made a good joke. 
 
"Ah, stop this silly joke, I am going to visit my home and we'll meet tomorrow in the exam hall," she stood up and left after giving instructions to the maid, she knew her friend was not nifty and never expect others to be crafty, this was the reason that she was unable to see through the mask of her fiancé. 
 
 
 
She could only hope for good in the end. 
 
Shuqin sighed, she could also feel something off about Yushan recently but she thought that it was due to the recent unpleasant encounter, it will be fine once she got married and his overly possession was satisfied. 
 
 
But she has less concerns for her wedding, she was more worried for her business plan which should start right after her exams, she was much excited to begin her business and fill the promise which she made to her father, that one day she would set up her own business empire and be successful, her father was much happy to know how enthusiastically she was planning for her future.

[Check out my #WSA story 'The Player's System'] 

A wicked and greedy hunter who intentionally triggered the broken morgue in search of treasure. He was cursed by the aura of death. Being the high level hunter he was given a chance to cast this curse onto someone else and save himself. He disguised himself in an old woman and stopped a youth walking on the street. 

To be college student and getting good grades is not enough if you cannot hunt monsters.
Bam*
“I am your opponent and enemy, you have choice whether to level up or face brutal death in front of your younger sibling. I choose you as my target to sacrifice in place of my mistake and crime. I have offended the ancient sacred soul of Hunter Monarch."

“What, why and why in front of younger sibling? How do you know him and who the hell are you?" The youth was forced to drag through the portal and enter in unknown world. 
(Note: if you are fan of OP MC from the very start of the story then you should not try this.)
Author
_Sha
Story: Original
Updates: 2/daily

Discord Link: https://discord.gg/U6CHayC

On Saturday, April 19th, at Feng Bujue's home, Xiao Tan, Master Bao, and Brother Jue were seated on the sofa in the living room, staring at the television. The table before them was filled with take-out, bought with the fee that Brother Jue had earned from his writing and TV appearance. Feng Bujue had already connected a video file on his laptop onto the television, so he could watch it directly from the TV. The content of this video was the episode for 'I Am a Writer' that he had recorded one week earlier.
"The episode will be aired next Friday, and this is… an hour long precut version. During the actual showing, it will be cut down to forty-five minutes." Feng Bujue raised the remote and said before pressing the button, "Are you sure you want to watch this?"
"Stop wasting time," Master Bao urged. "Hurry up. My wife is waiting for me at home for dinner."
Xiao Tan was also excited. "Quick, this is the first time someone I know has been on TV."
"Alright… fine." Feng Bujue pressed the button. Strange images from horror movies appeared on the screen, but this only continued for one or two seconds. This was probably a file problem. After all, this was not the final version, so it was normal for there to be problems. The video started for real. The camera panned from above, pulling closer to the center of the stage. Over the years, the lighting managers for variety shows appeared to have lost their mind. They did not seem satisfied until they blinded the eyes of all the viewers, and that was also the case with this show. The spotlights on the stage flickered, and the camera moved with them.
The contestants' corner was dim. Seven contestants sat next to each other with one meter between them, and each of them had a panel before them. The light hit them from a strange angle so that the audience could see their outline clearly but not their faces. As the music began, a host walked onto the stage. Compared to a certain fatty from the Death Quiz, this host was more believable. He was dressed in a casual tux and had an earpiece in. He walked steadily to the middle of the stage. After he stood still, he raised his arms. The spotlights stopped and gathered on him. The host bowed lightly and said, "Welcome to I Am a Writer. I am your host, Oscar."
Two seconds later, the lights lit up the whole stage and the audience, but the contestants' corner was still dim, like they were shooting a horror movie. Oscar was obviously just a stage name. Nowadays, people could accept any stage name as long as it was not Jin Fugui.
"Alright, audience members, I bet everyone has been waiting a long time for this…" Oscar turned to raise his arm at the contestants. "We have seven contestants with us today, and we have met six of them already. I believe the audience will be able to tell who they are from their shadows…"
"How come the second thing out of the host's lips is 'everyone has been waiting a long time for this'?" Xiao Tan asked.
"Because in the official version, before Oscar said that, he had to go through a long list of sponsors," Feng Bujue explained. "In today's variety shows, most of the segments are recorded separately. Due to intonation and time-handling, there have to be multiple takes.
"After each break for advertisement, the host has to slip in certain advertisement slogans from the sponsors. Some of them can be quite long. These won't be recorded live but added later."
"Is that so?" Xiao Tan sighed. "It's not easy to be a host."
"Shush, it's time to introduce the contestants," Master Bai reminded him.
In the image, the lights near the first contestant lit up. It was male youth with spectacles. He was around thirty, slightly rotund, and dressed casually. Oscar took out the question cards from his pocket and started to make the introduction. Of course, he was introducing everyone by their penname. "Contestant Number 1, Xuan Tianzong, a famous online author. Even though he is only thirty-two, he has about ten books with more than two million words. His works are very popular and have been adapted into games, movies, dramas, and so on… It's one of the few authors whose income can go above ten million RMB. Here's the comment from our main editor—smooth writing style, great characterization, fulfilling plot, the best Xuanhuan[1] writer we have today."
The host paused, and without the order from the set director, the audience gave a thunderous applause. Then the second contestant's area was lit up. It was also a male youth, with medium frame, who looked several years older than Xuan Tianzong. His spectacle design and fashion choice appeared more mature.
"Our second contestant is Ba Shan Pin, a well-known online author. He's thirty-three and has five long historical novels under his belt. Our main editor's comment—knowledgeable in his craft, his works have a deep foundation. It shows that he is very constant reader."
The applause received by Ba Shan Pin was equally thunderous.
"Our third contestant is Vegetable Fruit. A known author and the holder of many records. He started his career when he was eighteen, and most of his works are themed in the city lifestyle and magic. In the past ten years, he has published about 27,000,000 words and has the record of uploading every single day. He is a familiar name on the best seller ranking. Main editor's comment—the writing style is even and honest. The author is good at managing the plot's pacing. The king of plot! A hardworking genius."
Vegetable Fruit was twenty-eight and was quite handsome. He had the largest number of fans. Since he appeared, the applause and yelling had not stopped.
"The fourth contestant and our only female contestant, Mo Buxiang. Her age, like all women… is unknown." Oscar turned to the camera and laughed. Laughter came from the audience as well. Mo Buxiang's hair was in a ponytail, and she looked quiet and reserved. Even though she was not a great beauty, she looked photogenic with some make-up. "She started writing five years ago and has six known works under her name. They include supernatural, modern, game, historical, romance, and Xianxia[2], six genres. They have all been published physically, and she was last year's highest grossing female author. Main editor's comment—graceful style, and her genre is forever changing. It is little wonder that she is known as a literary genius."
Thunderous applause came from the audience. Even though Mo Buxiang did not have as many diehard fans as the previous contestants, many male audience members chose to support her as their second choice.
The fifth contestant was shown, also a male. He was about thirty and had classic African American curls. He wore sunglasses indoor and looked quite muscular.
"Fifth contestant, Onto the Field. An online author and editor for a famous sports magazine. He has thirteen short novellas in the sports genre. His style is more realistic in setting. With his professional knowledge, he is well loved by sports fans," Oscar said. "Main editor's comment—an author who knows what he's writing about. The best of the best in his genre, that is undeniable."
After the applause ended, the sixth contestant showed himself. He looked quite similar to Xuan Tianzong, but in terms of presence and fashion sense, he looked older.
"Sixth contestant, Soda. A known online writer, famous for his supernatural and ghost stories. He has seven long novels, and they have all been claimed as classics. He is well known in and out of the industry and is called our generation's master of horror," Oscar said. "Main editor's comment—Soda's every story will be able to evoke the deepest fear in the readers' heart. The details are specific and ghastly. The title 'Master of Horror' is not without its reason."
"Oh, it's coming!" Xiao Tan got excited because he felt like it was about to be Brother Jue's turn.
Suddenly, the camera zoomed in to give Oscar a closeup. "Audience members, our seventh contestant is a newcomer. This stage is cruel, and someone will be eliminated every episode. The elimination rate of newcomers is as high as fifty percent this season…"
He created a nervous atmosphere so that people would anticipate this newcomer. "Will he successfully stay for another day, or will he disappear like a comet crossing the sky? Let's find out…"
Applause boomed through the crowd, and the spotlights hit everywhere. Finally, the stage plunged into darkness, and the applause stopped. The spotlights suddenly all gathered on Feng Bujue. Even though Feng Bujue only glanced at the camera with a bored expression, the audience still gifted him with great applause and cheer.
"Actually, when the show started recording, the audience entered the hall at the same time as the contestants, so they knew who I was early on," Feng Bujue explained while destroying the mood. "This kind of reaction that you see is purposely arranged by the set director. Even if no one knew me, the reaction would be the same."
In the camera, Oscar waited for the audience to finish before speaking again. "Oh, our seventh contestant looks very young."
Even though he had chatted with Feng Bujue before the recording, he still acted like this was the first time that they had met. "I believe some people in our audience have recognized him already. Some might have read his books but have not seen him in person. Well, who is it?"
This had dragged out long enough. It was time to give the answer. Oscar pulled out the cue card to read. "Seventh contestant, Bujue, known detective novel writer. He has published twelve detective novels and has serials on the internet, in newspapers, and in magazines. His style is often humorous and unique. Be it long or short novels, the plot will always surprise the readers."
Oscar put down the card to say, "Contestant Bujue, you are recommended by all three of our main editors. They are all your fans."
"Is that so?" Feng Bujue answered casually.
"Main editor's comment," Oscar continued, "if you're good enough but you can't shine, make sure you are irreplaceable."
"Ha ha…" Feng Bujue's lips twitched.
"Based on our show's habit, every episode we will allow the newcomer to set the episode's theme." He walked to Feng Bujue's podium. "Contestant Bujue, you have three minutes to consider. In the meantime, we will enter the commercials."
"What did you set?" Xiao Tan asked.
Feng Bujue did not answer and pointed at the screen. This version did not have commercials, so after a quick change of scene, it was time to reveal the answer. Oscar moved to stand beside Feng Bujue and saw the words that he had written on the panel. Then, his expression shifted slightly as he sneaked a look at Feng Bujue with a strange color in his eyes.
"Alright, let's take a look. The theme that Bujue has given us this week on I Am a Writer is…"
Oscar was a professional host. As ridiculous as what Feng Bujue had written was, Oscar appeared calm on the surface.
As the host raised his hand, what Feng Bujue had written down appeared on the large screen.
"Feel free to roast."
[1] Xuanhuan is a sub-genre of Chinese fantasy fiction.
[2] Xianxia is another sub-genre of Chinese fantasy fiction.


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


Jonah (POV) 

Today I woke up very late due to yesterday's party and now I am driving my car faster than usual when I saw Ariana who was running towards the direction of the school. She doesn't have a bicycle with her then I slowed the car, I called her name. When she heard me calling she walked towards me saying she wants a ride and I had to ask the same question but she asked first so I simply said to hop in. 

"Even you are late for the school," she asked While I was driving.

"Yes, due to the yesterday party" I replied with a shrugged.

"But I have enjoyed yesterday party" I smile at her before replying. 

"Same here" I replied while seeing her and then again concentrating on the road. I parked the car after reaching school and we both started to run to the class. After reaching there we saw Ms. Patterson was already teaching. When she saw both of us she stopped and all the candidates' heads turn towards me. 

"You both are late Mr. Wright and Ms. Gonzales" she announced with a stern voice.

"Sorry, Ms. Patterson" Ariana and I said in unison. 

"This is the first time that you both came late so, I am forgiving you both but from next time you both will have detention" we nodded at her strict voice.

I sat in my usual place and saw a familiar face and then I recognized her. She was my friend in a previous school but why she is here? I asked myself.

I started concentrating on my class. After having classes for four hours continuously we had lunch so Ariana, Rain, Lisa were waiting for me because they were already packed their bags and I just completed taking notes. I thought about why they always finish taking notes so quickly because the class was just finished.

"Jonah!!" someone called me.

"Yes" I replied and immediately saw the person and she was my old friend. 

"Come on I will introduce you to my new friends," I said to her and grabbed her hand. They already left for the canteen after announcing me. I started dragging her to my usual lunch table. I saw Ariana and then I headed towards them. 

"Jonah, Who is she??" Rain asked with a hint of confusion on his face.

" well.....She is Salina Davis my previous school friend and Salina these are my new friends Rain Skyler, Ariana Gonzales and Lisa Pelt" I replied pointing each of them and when I saw Ariana and Lisa they were still confused and giggling with each other but I didn't ask anything because it doesn't look fair to interfere between two girls talking so I started eating after a few minutes Ace came to our table with a chair because the chairs here are not sufficient so he brought a chair from another table and kept the chair beside Ariana where someplace was empty. He first greeted her and then us. 

"Ariana, I made this sandwich at home do you want to try," he asked Ariana pushing his tiffin to her side.

"Oh..." she was going to say something but I interrupted her saying "I want to try your sandwich" 

"Ok, take this" he gave me the sandwich. I took one sandwich and kept in my mouth and it was really delicious.

"How is it??" he asked in curiosity.

"It's good" I replied.

"Then let me try," Ariana said, and then she took one sandwich and started eating. 

"Umm... it's delicious" she replied to Ace and somewhere I got jealous.

I saw Salina who was staring at me while eating her food but I ignored her because even in a previous school she used to do the same thing. One day I even asked her about this but she didn't reply to anything. I turned my head in front and saw Ace trying to impress Ariana and then finally the bell rang saying the time for the next class. We all stood up and went to our respective classes and today it was painting class so, it was only Ariana, Rain and I but today it was also Salina but I don't know why she chooses painting class because she doesn't know painting and also in the previous school she didn't take painting but I saw her painting in her room when she called me for help in doing homework so, it was me and Ian who was my best friend who went to her house. After reaching in painting classroom we sat in our respective places and in a few minutes, Ms. James entered the room and told us to start painting which was hanged on the wall. 

Ariana (P.O.V) 

Today's day was quite different because today was the first time I was late to the school and thank god I didn't receive the detention or any assignments to do. I saw Jonah's one of the friends and I can't believe he has such a rude friend because Lisa and I recognized her she was the same girl who pushed us by her shoulder which was yesterday that what we were murmuring during our lunch break. Today Ace was different and I didn't know he makes the best sandwich I have ever eaten. He also said to me he knows so many dishes to cook and I was quite impressed because I'm a foodie but I also saw Salina who was always staring at Jonah and he didn't ask her why she is staring at him that much. I am now in my room watching a TV show and suddenly my phone rang I saw the caller ID and it was Ace. I thought about why he is calling me after three-ring I answered the call.

"Hello!!" I greeted. 

"What are you doing?" he asked and I don't know why he is asking me that question?

"Watching TV serials. Why?" I replied with a shrugged.

"I am cooking Lasagna, do you want to try," he asked with a nervous voice. 

"Actually I was not well on Saturday because of lasagna and if I eat lasagna I won't stop so, I will pass" I replied.

"You should have told me if you were not fine," he said with a sad tone. I don't know why he is behaving like that? 

"But you are not a doctor" I reminded.

"But I could have to comfort you," he said but it looks weird to me.

"it's ok if we're not there because I didn't have too much ache and Jonah was there to help me because he had antacid so with that I was well" I replied and took a small pause.

"If anything happens to you next time do call me I will be there for you," he said. 

"Okay...then I think my dad is back I will hang now" I lied because Dad comes always before me and I lied because his words were too creepy and again I started to watch TV serials, after half an hour again my phone rang and it was Jonah.

"What are you doing?" He asked me and a déjà vu hit me. 

"Watching TV serials" I replied with a nervous laugh. 

"Instead of watching TV serials you should revise your syllabus" he suggested.

"Why do you care?" I asked 

"Actually I don't care but I am your monitor so you should listen to me" I huff at his words. 

"You are monitor in class not at home" I reminded.

"If you don't do well then you can't get good into University with a scholarship so you should start studying from now," he said I just got irritated so I hanged the call and went to the hall and sat on the couch thinking about his words, at some point he was right but still it's none of his business. After a few minutes, the doorbell rang and I got up to open the door. After opening it was Jonah who brought his school bag with him and I saw behind him Lisa and Rain were standing behind him carrying their bags making me frown. 

"What do you want guys?" I tilted my head in confusion. 

"We decided to do combine study" Lisa replied and they came in. 

"When did I agreed with you guys?" I asked.

"We thought you won't agree so we came without your permission sorry for that" Rain replied and they all sat on the couch.

"Why did you thought I won't agree with you guys?" I asked them.

"Because you hanged the call without saying anything" Lisa replied.

"What is going on can anyone explain me?" I asked and I saw Jonah opening his book and looked at me before speaking.

"It was conference call" he replied and my jaw dropped.

"Why didn't you said first that it was conference call?" I asked with a disbelief look.

"You hanged the call" he replied seeing me and I simply said oh because now I don't have any words to say.

"Now go and get your books" Jonah stated.

"Ok fine" I decided to stop arguing and did what he said.

"Give me your today's notes" I asked.

"What about your notes"

"I didn't take down" I sincerely replied.

"For now I lend you but next time you should have to take down" he commanded while giving me his notes.

After studying two hours continuously not having any break, I started to get tired, and then dad shouted from the kitchen that dinner is ready and he brought chicken wings to the dining table. I immediately got up and went to wash my hand when dad spoke. 

"Come on kids get up y'all are studying continuously from two hours now have dinner" dad announced making every one rush to the dining table. Dad chuckles while seeing the reaction. 

All of them got up and went to the kitchen to wash their hands and after washing hands, we all sat on the dining table. I sat between Jonah and dad while Lisa and Rain sat opposite to us after that we started to eat while talking. After having dinner three of them went to their respective houses and I went to my room to sleep because today I really got tired. 

Ariana Gonzales is a girl who doesn’t like to read books. When she has exams she studies and passed the exams with the passing grades. Instead of studying she likes to do painting and she likes sports. Her dream is to become cartoonist. 

Jonah wright is a typical nerd. He doesn’t like sports and he don’t know how to cook. His parents are always busy due to their business and he wants them to spend some time with them. His dream is to become business man but he doesn't like to attend business party. 

When they meet together, will they fight together or will they support each other? Will they fall in love or hate to each other? Read this book to know.

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