Next Day

Eason woke up. He looked around inside his dark room.  He got up and did cleanliness activities . He then walked into the dining room. He then heard a voice from within the kitchen.

"Ah, you have arrived? One minute!" He sat down on a chair at the dining table to get ready to have his breakfast. He then took a small device which he then attached it to one of his ears. It's audio mobile.

Audio mobile works based on audio. Whether input or output, it's through audio. It's a strange device. It manages to automatically recognize the user's voice even in a noisy environment to respond accurately. Of course when it's time to input voice, it has to be switched on else it will detect the user's voice whenever it appears as input. It sends output to the attached ear without leaking away any audio element behind it.

Luckily this time the food was something he liked, a meat dish. 

"Today will be a meat dish, I will try to cook non-meat dishes now and then."

Eason cut a piece of meat and ate it. He raised his right eyebrow slightly.

"Looks like you know how to cook. I'm truly surprised!" He praised Anna.

Anna giggled slightly. She was very happy on hearing a good praise from her boss's younger brother.

Without any delay, both had their fills and dressed up. They then got ready for the second campus day.

It was at this moment, something flashed amidst Anna's thoughts. She couldn't help but get slightly nervous over what she should do. 

'Oh no, what should I do? Should I advise him or not? I don't know whether this is truly the right decision. Looks like I will have to wait and see.'

Similar to the last day, they entered campus grounds via teleportation tower. Eason then walked towards his destination. Anna followed him.

Just now they had entered the Activity District.

//Event District is Activity District as of now. 

Eason looked around and saw various activities or events. There were various club buildings he could see. There was even a singing club that piqued his interest but without having a second thought, he ignored the club.

He then saw a flight club. He peeked inside and saw people  flying via built advances. There were even some people who could fly by themselves barely which had no benefit in fighting as they weren't far off from the ground. They were just using the basic thrust force of their avasci to stay floating in the air.

There were some athletic clubs that focused on sports.

He even saw some V.I.P clubs on a specific group of students. But he only looked around and left. He didn't have any time to waste looking around as he had already set his avasci path.

It didn't take long before Anna and Eason arrived before a huge semi-circle open gate. It seemed like an event just welcoming students. He entered inside and raised his left eyebrow slightly as he had found what was beyond this gate to be quite interesting.

It was basically, various stores selling stuff that would be sold only to avascians.

He walked around and walked to a store that seemed to be selling various avaces. But it didn't take long before Eason found it to be so underwhelming. 

He had already had an idea that it was going to be disappointing since his unnamed and unknown talent told him inwardly.

//'Talent told' refers to feeling intuitively

The store had avaces that was basically used for daily life activities. There were water purifiers, air purifiers, telepathic conversation, friction modifier etc. There were barely any avaces that could be used for fighting purposes. 

It also seemed that there were only orange grade avaces. It seems that this event district is limited to only orange grade avaces. He'd have to visit Training District to buy higher-grade avaces.

//How avasci are generally classified will be explained later before an avascian mission. It will be just an information dump if I say it now//

It didn't take long before Eason started walking towards what seemed like a building. The building was just so huge having designs that befitted a high-tech building as it was just too tall for a building. 

From what he knew, this was the so called Recruitment Building. This recruitment building is in fact connected to a building besides this recruitment building. This connected building is in fact a mission hall where you could see various missions which students could take on. 

As of now, Eason was very inexperienced in Avasci fights. He also wanted to take on missions with a well oriented team to keep in check his terrifying talent. He already had an idea that he needs to communicate and create good bonds with those around him. Otherwise, his talent will truly lead him to a path filled with only misery.

He looked around and walked towards a corner. He then pressed his watch towards a device that had a height upto  his head. Even though his hand watch gives him enough information, he doesn't get the detailed information regarding what's happening around here. This is done so as to not make students lazy, which is in fact kind of stupid but who cares, right?

He then surfed through the information and something caught his interest. He then walked ahead to a higher floor. Anna had been following Eason all this time.

It didn't take long before he found a line up of 5 avascians before what seemed like a recruitment of a team. There was a room up front which seems to have been locked. This team was quite well known and was named 'Blazers'. They had four members.

He and Anna then stood in queue. Eason then heard a coversation up front.

"Oh, how I seriously wish that I could get in this team. It's a very well experienced team that had been popular for quite a long time. Luckily, one of them recently became a yellow grade avascian, thus we got this opportunity." One of the avascian in queue spoke.

"Hahaha, same here. But they're very strict when it comes to selection. It has already been 2 days since recruitment started yet none caught their interest." Another avascian couldn't help but sigh.

 "That's right. Let's see." Spoke back the avascian from before. It seemed like these two avascians were standing 2nd and 3rd in queue from up front.

Eason's eyes sparkled. He just hoped they would atleast pick two people. He and Anna can't be separated. 


A story about an anti-hero guy among righteous people fighting against villains disturbing peace of his land. That's how the story unfolds. Interesting, right?



Higher Races rules over lower human/sub-human races! 

The protoganist believes Higher Race took away his family. But he is powerless. So he gave up so that he could live a harmless life.

But fate didn't allow him as it gave him a Supernatural power called 'Avasci'. But that wasn't the end as he found something else within him, something that allows him to defy his human limits. But nothing good comes without a price, balance is an universal law.

Will Eason defy his limits as he pursues his parents ? Or will he lose the motivation and selfishly pursue after power?

NOTE: This is my first novel , so go easy on me with the typos and grammar mistakes.
Release Time : Minimum=>1 chapter(good plot)/week
I will release more if I get enough time

Title Name: The first title name is called Limits Defying Human which is basically the theme of the story. Superhuman Magus is a title that is based on a concept. Can't say more as it's a spoiler. I prefer the first title but it's just the current title might attract more people. First title doesn't make the novel seem like it's fantasy based.

Motivation to create Novel: I created this novel to implement the vast imaginations I had while I was not creating a novel. So there will be a lot of extreme imaginations. Most of these imaginations can only be implemented afterwards as it's a story. So it will take a while. 

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Military training began the following day. 
The training lasted for two weeks plus from mid-September to early October. During this period, Chen Chuan did not go anywhere else apart from these three places—dormitory, field, and canteen. 
As for the dormitory, there was something subtle about it.
There were six guys in the dormitory. Four of them were in a gang, whereas Chen Chuan and Zhou Mou were in another gang.
The four of them were high-end players in the League of Legends, with Brother Long being the leader. Their discussion usually revolved around the Platinum Game and the Diamond Game.
Chen Chuan and Zhou Mu, who ranked in the Silver Tier, were not able to chip in.
Above all else, Brother Long came from a wealthy family. He drove a chic, black Audi A4L to campus. 
Chen Chuan found nothing impressive about the A4 car. Even driving his Maserati Quattroporte to get girls to sleep with him was not any more impressive than the A4 car.
In addition to military training, there was something else that Chen Chuan had done during this period, namely buying property. 
There were a few Main Streets in the university town. On Main Street nearest to the West Gate of Haiqin University, there were several businesses flourishing, such as Ah Qin Milk Tea, Shujiang Grilled Fish Restaurant, Mr. Pizza, Qianlong Cybercafe, and Jiayue Supermarket. 
After conducting extensive research on these businesses online, Chen Chuan contacted some store managers as well as the bosses behind these stores. He began to discuss the acquisition of their stores.
Before the early October break, he had successfully acquired these five stores.
In other words, he was the boss of these five stores.
Chen Chuan did not revamp these stores. Even some of the employees were ignorant of the change of boss. 
As for the managers of the five stores, Chen Chuan only exercised power over them through WeChat. It felt great being the power behind the throne. Furthermore, he met up with the manager of the pizza store once, who turned out to be a beautiful lady.
The military training ended in the blink of an eye and then came the early October break.
Chen Chuan went home.
Father Chen said, "Chen Chuan, your cousin, Ziyue, is studying at a university in Chongqing, and she's not coming back during this break. Your uncle's worried about her, so he'd like you to visit her and bring over some of the local specialties for her as well. Have you had any plans for the break?"
"Chongqing? Ziyue went to such a far place to study." Chen Chuan added, "I haven't had any plans yet. I just feel like staying cooped up in the house and playing games."
"Just go and visit her then. Your cousin said she's not used to the southern rice. Your uncle and aunt have prepared some wheaten food for you to bring over there. Treat it as a vacation. Your fourth uncle will pay for the round-trip ticket anyway. He's busy with work, or he would've gone there," replied Father Chen. 
Upon hearing Father Chen's words, Chen Chuan thought for a moment but did not reject the request. He then said, "Alright. I'll pack and head to Uncle's place to get the stuff in a while."
"You don't have to go there. The stuff has been sent here, and it's all in this suitcase." Father Chen heaved a large silver suitcase.
The Chen family was rather efficient that afternoon. Father Chen drove Chen Chuan and his uncle to the railway station.
Chen Chuan disliked the small cabins of the aircraft due to his fear of height. In addition, the train from Haiqin City to Chongqing City had double-deck Soft Sleepers, and so he chose to travel by train. (There have been Soft Sleepers on trains early on. You may check it out on the news. Don't pick a quarrel with me.)
After buying a Soft Sleeper ticket, Chen Chuan bid Father Chen and his uncle farewell.
He settled his suitcase upon getting on the train. He noticed that the whole car was quite empty. 
Now that he came to think of it, Chongqing City was one of the popular places among the Four Furnaces of China, whereas Haiqin City was a coastal city.
In the summertime, people came from Chongqing City to Haiqin on vacation to escape the heat.
Who would even head to Chongqing City from Haiqin?
"It's nice to have peace here. I can quietly listen to songs and read."
Chen Chuan took out his audio player and cell phone. Then, he was ready to lie down in a comfortable posture.
He happened to get the lower berth, which made it easier for him to lie down.
At that moment, the door of the sleeping car opened, and a guest walked in.
Chen Chuan consciously made way for the passenger. Without lifting his head, he could see a pair of long, white legs at the door through the corner of his eyes. Deep inside, he thought, "How lucky of me to be sharing the same sleeping car with a long-legged beauty."
"Hey, Chen Chuan. Why are you here? A familiar voice was heard.
Chen Chuan raised his head. Coincidentally, the passenger at the door was actually his university classmate, Jinglan. 
Speaking of Jinglan, she had defeated other candidates in the class monitor election last week and became the outright winner. At this point, she was still pleased with the outcome.
"It's you, Monitor He. What a coincidence!" Chen Chuan greeted her with a smile.
Jinglan grinned from ear to ear and appeared at a loss for words. Standing at the door helplessly, she said, "Who knows? I'm heading home. What about you? Heh, how coincidental. I got the upper berth of car 33. Are you on the lower berth?" 
"Yeah, I'm below you… Have you settled your suitcase? Let me help you." Chen Chuan stood up.
"I'm just traveling light. I brought nothing much but just a phone. My cousin is getting married, and she wants me to return home and be the bridesmaid. What about you? Are you on vacation?" Jinglan came in composedly. She swept her hand on her mini skirt, then sat on the lower bunk opposite Chen Chuan. 
"I have a cousin who's studying in Chongqing City. My family members asked me to visit her on behalf of them."
"Which university in Chongqing City?"
"I think it's Jiaotong University."
"Oh, that's a good university. It has three campuses, so which campus is she on?" Jinglan then asked.
"The one in Daping."
"Oh, that's quite far from my house, which is in Yuzhong District. Since this is my territory, I can take you around on a tour after you're done with your work." Jinglan flashed a smile. "You must've put in a lot of effort in the class monitor election. It's about time I gave you a treat." 


Chen Chuan woke up to find himself holding 70 billion yuan in a rental house, and this marked the start of his wonderful life.
He went from being a miserable office worker to a billionaire, yet this was just the beginning. Each week, he was rewarded with a large package that consisted of everything: a five-star hotel, an office building, a manor, an exclusive supercar, a calligraphy work, a technology industrial park, an aerospace project, thousands of heavy trucks, a brilliant football team, a landfill, an oasis and romance…
Chen Chuan thought to himself, ‘I just want to get rich and lead a peaceful life. I don’t want to be popular.’


In the warehouse, Zhang Xiaohua looked around and saw thousands of boxes in order.
Zhang Xiaohua didn't need to ask as he knew that those boxes contained copies of Wang Jingwen's album.
However, this so-called warehouse seemed worn down, it seemed it was close to collapsing. Its four walls had both large and small cracks, and the paint on them had already faded so much that they couldn't imagine what the original color was. The roof was made of a plastic shell casing, and it didn't look like it could bear any weight at all; there were even holes in some areas. Fortunately, the weather had been good recently, because if heavy rain came down, all the goods inside would likely end up soaked.
"There are a total of 3,000 boxes, each containing 100 records, which totals to exactly 300,000." As he said so, Zhou Yi casually opened the box and took out the CD packet within, handing it to Zhang Xiaohua. "Please check it, Boss Zhang. If you want, I can ask people to open all these goods, and let Boss check them."
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the disc and CD casing. Well, the paint on the cover was good. The color was mild, and the surface of the disc was smooth and flawless with no trace of scratches, and the hardware's quality could be identified by touch. It was qualified.
Calling Emma forward, Zhang Xiaohua gave the record to her. "Let's play it and see."
Emma opened the laptop computer, put the disc into the CD-ROM drive, opening the video player, they saw it. 
As the [HuaXiang] logo slowly flew out of the left side, the word [Records] appeared from the right side. When the two met in the middle of the screen, they became "HuaXiang Records", and then slowly floated to the upper right corner of the screen. The seven colors of light continued to flash, not only conspicuously but also beautifully.
Soon, the screen gradually changed to a light blue colour followed by a close-up photo of Wang Jingwen, with the album name "Hearts Emotions" appearing on the bottom, heightening the already intense atmosphere.
Five seconds later, as the screen slowly turned black, they looked at the row of familiar white characters displayed on the screen. Yuan Datong and Emma screamed with excitement and joy, finally seeing their names appear on the screen. This was every musician's dream!
Broken Hearted Woman (Cantonese Version)
Singer: Wang Jingwen
Composer: Zhang Xiaohua
Director: Zhang Xiaohua
Arrangers: Datong, Emma, ​​Xiaohai, Haozi, Jack, Jimmy
Special thanks to Miss Wang Jingwen for her performance.
This film was issued on behalf of HuaXiang Records by Sparrow Records.
ISBN number: 86668
.......
Finishing the prologue, the wonderful music sounded slowly, and after switching several opening shots, Wang Jingwen appeared on the screen. The images were delicate and played smoothly. There was not the slightest error. It sounded phenomenal.
When all the seven songs finished playing, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but nod his head and praise. Even though the quality couldn't match the skills of those big companies, it was a great standard for an independent one.
"Very good!" Zhang Xiaohua was pleased to look at Zhou Yi, decisively commanding: "As soon as possible, send these to various sales outlets. Within three days, start selling them."
Zhou Yi was surprised by Zhang Xiaohua. He came on such a long trip and only bothered to check one CD. This was too arbitrary, too bold!
Was he not afraid of being scammed?
According to the established agreement, once Zhang Xiaohua confirmed the shipment, he would owe a large sum of money to the Sparrow Records. Regardless of the quality of the records and sales volumes, Zhang Xiaohua would have to pay to Sparrow.
"I believe in your company." Sensing his doubts, Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile, then he also asked about Yuan Datong and co for their views, obtaining a consensus.
Looking at Zhang Xiaohua and Yuan Datong and their confident eyes, Zhou Yi felt touched!
Since the other person believed in him, all that was left was to send the records to the stores!
In the next moment, Zhang Xiaohua signed the authorisation on behalf of the company. Afterwards, Zhou Yi pulled out his phone and made several calls to order several large trucks. The employees carefully loaded the goods into the trucks after they arrived. According to Zhang Xiaohua's request, the entire stock was to be shipped to the specified stores for sale.
Zhang Xiaohua believed that with Wang Jingwen's popularity, those audio-video store owners would certainly not reject her records; instead, they would likely fear running out of goods.
In addition, although the unitary price of the records was set to 50 yuan per piece, the owners of those audio-video shops were not fools. According to Zhang Xiaohua's guess, they would adjust the prices to at least 55 yuan per piece. In fact, this was understandable; after all, people have to make money, so they wouldn't help someone sell for no profits. It would be a win-win situation.
Busying themselves until two in the afternoon, they finally loaded all the albums. Afterwards, Zhou Yi equipped each car with a salesperson and sent them straight to each store front.
According to the agreement, as long as the sales of records exceed 100,000, both parties must pay for one transaction. Zhou Yi was not very worried about this because he believed that with Zhang Xiaohua's strategy, coupled with Wang Jingwen's ultra-high popularity, sales would be no problem.
At this point, Zhou Yi, who had finished his part, felt his body and mind become relaxed.
"It's been hard work, would you like to come in for a meal?"
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the time and asked: "Could you first take me to visit the workshop? I would like to know more about your company. After all, we will continue to cooperate for a long time, so I'd like to know more about your company's situation. So when we cooperate with each other again next time, I can customise a suitable production plan according to your company's situation."
Zhou Yi did not really need to think, he said frankly, "Boss is very kind. The production workshop is just the opposite here. Please come with me."
In a short time, they reached the workshop.
After Zhou Yi's careful introduction, Zhang Xiaohua had a new impression on this small humble company.
Although it was obvious that the various hardware devices here were more than a dozen years old, they could still produce enough records in such a short time and also guarantee the quality of the product at the same time. He had to say that the company really was determined.
In other words, if brand new advanced equipment was added to this company, coupled with the professionalism of its employees, the company's output would surely be staggeringly high. In terms of product quality, they might even be able to surpass some of the products made by those large companies.
Inadvertently, Zhang Xiaohua already had a plan in mind.
He firmly believed that in the near future, under his own spur, Sparrow Records would completely change its state and become a truly large-scale company. At that time, this company would be the engine powering [HuaXiang Entertainment], and with the two combined, it would be the birth of a music empire!


Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

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Why not try my new books: Angel of Death and King of Film

As James and Arthur walk up the main straight of New York, the thoughts of Arthur being a serial killer rush through James's head, how he has to give very minimal information and how he had to leave his wedding ring in his desk drawer back at the precinct to keep his wife safe from the psychopath walking next to him.
"So, why do you like photography?" Arthur questions, trying to clear away the awkwardness between him and James. Which was a lot since he scared the man into falling off a dock.
"I... I like it because of the quick moments you can capture, and when it goes to print, I can say I took that." James replies with a fake shaky tone, doing his best with staying in character.
"I see, but why do you use film? I mean isn't digital better?" Arthur asks looking around and spotting a camera store ahead of them.
"It gives a sharper photo, yes with digital you can zoom in on certain aspects but film just feels better, for me personally anyway." James being truthful this time, since he does prefer to use film when scoping out a suspect, "but for the first interview I'll just use my phone to record the audio, you can buy me a camera later. I want to start this story off right." He continues to explain, walking away from the camera store and keeping the suspect on his toes.
"Okay then, I parked in a lay-by just up the road." Arthur explains pointing at the green car in the distance, "It's a 1948 Porsche 356, in Auratium Green." Arthur defines the Porsche as the two get closer to the pristine car.
"It's beautiful, I prefer a muscle car myself." James answers, pointing at the blue car further up the road in a different lay-by, "She's a 1993 Ford Mustang SVT Cobra R, in Bright Calypso with gunmetal grey, American Racing Salt flat wheels. She's my pride and joy!" James explains with fake excitement, since the car is actually from the impound lot and he hates the colour that it is in.
"She is an acquired taste, my friend, she really is." Arthur replies, trying not to be offensive about the car, and then unlocks his Porsche to climb in, "Just follow me and we will head on up to the place where I store my collection."
"Absolutely, my boss is going to love this." James answers and paces up the road to his 'borrowed' Mustang and clicks the aftermarket key fob to unlock the car. James starts his car to hear the V8 roar into life and puts the car into gear to follow Arthur out of the main straight and onto the roads out of the city.
"Hey Siri, call Captain Connors." James orders his phone that is placed in the cupholder.
"Calling Captain Connors," Siri answers in an Irish accent and James's iPhone screen lights up to dial the Captain.
"This is Captain David Connors. How can I help?" Captain Connors asks politely, thinking it could be anyone calling his office.
"Connors, it's James. Can I just say, you have never been that calm in years." James answers with a slightly cocky tone, forgetting for a moment he is going with a serial killer back to the place he stores his 'collection'.
"What do you have for me Silver?" Connors questions letting the comment fly over his head.
"Right, sorry. I am going with Mr Barnes back to the place he stores his 'collection', If he tries anything I will disarm him." James explains his current situation and turns left to follow Arthur up a twisty, woodland road.
"James, in what way do you mean 'disarm'?" Connors asked with a curious tone and remembered James's past case files.
"In any way that seems fit, in the situation, I am placed into." James answers thinking back to when he spiral fractured both of a suspect's arms, "I'm coming up the drive of Mr Barnes establishment, I will update you later." He explains and hangs up the phone before Arthur could see that he was on a call to someone.
"WELCOME TO THE COLLECTION!" Arthur shouts with real excitement and turns to open the main garage door with a click of a button.
"One key to open the door, this could be hard to investigate later." James mumbles under his breath as he turns off the Mustang and exits the driver's seat, to close the door.
"Come on in... none of the cars bite." Arthur explains with a slurred tone and a small, creepy grin while expanding his arms to suggest the mass of cars in the garage.
"I'm not scared. I'm buzzed to start this interview with you and look at the collection you have." James answers, walking towards the great garage with dim, flickering lighting and dark liquid patches on the floor, that James hopes to be oil and not blood.
"I hope you are ready?" Arthur questions still with a slurred tone and the creepy grin.

Arthur Barnes is a failed Author with a secret, that will not be found out... that is until a 'photographic journalist' called James Silver gets an exclusive with Arthur Barnes. 

James Silver isn't a photographic journalist, he's an undercover detective for the New Central Police Department (NCPD) and is given the case to uncover Arthur Barnes secret.

Can James uncover what's not in plain sight? or will he be too late?

"I will mom, and can you tell aunty to bring my files from the study for me please. I will try and see how much I can do before Caleb comes for lunch."
"He is coming home for lunch?"
"Yes, then I am going to get my clothes for Sunday. Mom have you gotten your clothes already?"
 "I have clothes love, and I will get your files, try and see how much you could eat."
"...
Margret took up the files seeing S&A, S&S and C&C, she opened her store file, seeing the expenditure and profits, then S&S, she was unable to believe the drastic change within the year and few months it was sold, then opening the C&C file, reading through, the store  records seeing it was blooming just like the others.
She saw how the sales built up as the weeks progressed. At thst moment Margret wondered who owned those stores. She took the files to Sarah asking her  "Sarah, is Caleb the manager of S and S store?"
"Yes mom, why do you ask?"
"I hope you don't mind, but I just browsed through the files, these stores are doing pretty good."
"Yes, it is, but please don't tell anyone, the two files are the contract I does privately, if the owner knows, I could lose my contract."
"I understand love, now when you tired, try and rest."
When it was one o'clock and Caleb didn't reach Sarahiah went and took a fast shower and changed. She lied down while she waited, 'I must have dozed off,' she thought when her eyes open, because Caleb was lying next to her with his vest and boxers and I heard nothing.
Hearing her phone ringing she took it up fast, Caleb looked tired and she didn't want to disturb him as she answered. She heard that they were calling Caleb but they were only getting it was unavailable. She noticed his phone was resting on the bedhead, and  wondered by it was not ringing. 
She took it up and checked to see why, only to realize the storage was full. She lied next to him listening to the audio with his ear plug to delete some of the messages and voice messages. After listening to about five voice messages, she then came across a recording, she was unable to believe what she was hearing. Sarahiah looked at him sleeping as she wondered, 'He have proof of these people confessing of their schemes and crimes, and he said nothing.'
 Angry with his deception, she shifted of the bed and sent the recording to her phone then deleted it from his. She  then called Mr. Vernon asking him to have officers in plain clothes ready for Sunday to surround the auditorium.
...
Caleb woke up to see that she wasn't in the bed, he checked the time, it was already half five. He checked to see where she was, not seeing her anywhere, he thought she must be in the front, but the red van wasn't there.
'Dad knows he was not supposed to be driving,' he hurried to see if his mom was with him, but he was shocked to see the both of them relaxing in the back porch. "Oh dear God, Sarahiah knows she is not well, and her life is being  threatened, and she gone driving."
Calling her phone as he whispered, "Sarahiah please honey pick up." After calling a few times, not getting through he called Claudia, hearing she didn't come to the store, the same was from Mr. Goodfree. Not having a contact number for C&C store he decided to drive and check if she was there. 
Reaching the store and seeing the store was closed and her van wasn't on the compound, he thought, 'I don't think she went to the house alone when the boys warned her not to.'
He called Matt, only to hear he was trying to call him earlier, and then he called Sarahiah when he could get through.
"Matt, why were you calling?"
"We wanted you to come to the station."
"Did you tell Sarahiah that?"
"No, why? What is wrong?"
"She left home, I was thinking she went home, and she is not answering her phone."
"Did you two quarrel?" Matt questioned.
"Why the hell would I do that when she haven't been well a few days now?"
"I hope you know when she is angry she don't answer her phone."
"Yes I know that, but we didn't quarrel, she was asleep when I reach home so I lied down next to her and fell asleep. When I wake up she was gone, I thought she went to get her dress, but she hasn't been to the stores."
"Caleb she has been sick and no one told us?"
"Look, I didn't want to worry you all because you are working on the case. Good Lord, how could I be so forgetful, I was recording the conversation in the restaurant."
"You did? That is great news."
"Look, I am going to listen to it, then I will call back."
...
When it was seven and there was no news from Caleb they were just about to return home when Sarahiah drove in Darius yard. Matt hurried to her, "Let me look at you, I heard you wasn't feeling well."
"Where did you hear that from?" Sarahiah asks, became angry with him for telling them.
"Good Lord Sarah, you know how he always panicking about you. Now come and sit down, how are you feeling?" Matt questioned her.
"I am pregnant, if that is what you want to know, so I haven't been feeling so well lately."
Sarahiah saw Jerod stood up, then hugged her as he gave his congratulations and the others followed one after the other.
Darius felt relieved, 'But I hope she be careful, and this threat don't go stressing her out. If only we could get a little breakthrough to hold those buggers. Without any evidence we have no grounds to hold them, although we know they are the culprits. We need hard proof evidence, according to what Matt said, if Caleb only had them confessing in the recording, but it seems he has not, or he would have called already.'
Joshua then said, "Now we don't want you worrying about anything, but Caleb said he have some news, so we was just waiting for his call." Sarahiah was curious to know.
"What news?"


“Excuse me.” 
“Can I help you with something sir?” 
Turning in a rage, “will you give the young lady that get wet, this money for me please?” 
“I am sorry Sir, but I cannot do that.” 
“Then kindly check and see if she has fainted or something, the length of time women takes to change.” 
“Sir, you don’t understand, the young lady left almost ten minutes ago.” 
“Was she badly hurt?” 

He tried to relax realizing, 'Jezell was right, the young lady makes me feel on edge, but why? Seeing her in the mall for the first time, when she collided into us, it was not planned it was an accident, she seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but why were she smiling even when Jezell was rude by showing her the third finger. No one has ever gotten under my skin like that before and it irritates the hell out of me, then her running in front the car, I know it was not on purpose. I could see she was in pain but why didn’t she say something, someone else might have shouted at me because I was wrong, and why was I so ignorant, I didn’t even know it was her.’

Chao Chen and Wang Jin found themselves in a small room. Before they could move, a smoke burst out from their heads and the game system rang in his ears, "Finished sterilization. Welcome to the Apocalypse World, new player. Please choose your name."

Chen looked up at the metal ceiling with big tubings and thought of his usual game name. "Kross." His grandfather suggested it. The name was the old man's favorite comic book hero who wore a cross necklace, and Chen used it ever since.

"Welcome to the Apocalypse World, Kross. I'm System 1. Always remember to not leave the safe zone. Zombies are lurking outside and would attack you. Join a guild or start a new one for extra protection. This is an audio command game. Call me and give your command, and I will guide you in the game. Complete daily quest to upgrade. Have a good playing day."

Odd but exciting, that was what Chao Chen felt. This was the first audio-command game he encountered. Most of all, the hot smoke from earlier. "Very weird. Sterilization? Are we in a lab?" He laughed, thinking of the effort the game developers made.

"You can feel the smoke's heat too, right? You'll see that this game is too realistic. I'm really impressed. As you heard, we were sterilized. Haha, we are full of germs. What's your game name? Call me Bonaparte here. And don't reveal our true name. Remember, the players are not just anybody. Pro players could be one of them and offend someone you shouldn't."

"I know. Mine is Kross, as always. That name is my winning name and a remembrance of my wonderful grandfather," Chen said. And he recalled something vital in any virtual games. They provided avatars a player could manipulate through the tubes attached to their bodies. With his special situation, only his upper body had the tubes and the games gave him customized command buttons for his legs to move. It was hard to manipulate at first but with his memories intact when he was still walking on his two legs and with patience, of course, he overcame the difficulties and won the games. 

However, this one didn't give him one. He felt he had to walk on his own and tried moving, but nothing changed. "System?" No reply. He recalled the missing number and tried again. "System 1, provide my avatar and special command buttons." 

"Please wait while the system studies your bodily functions." Two minutes after, it said, "Scanning done and found the needed modification method. In sixty seconds, you can start moving. Countdown begins. 60, 59, 58…"

This puzzled Chen. Was this part of their scheme to make it realistic? First, with the sense of touch and now the means for him to walk. Was this necessary for a game? Intrigued, he waited. 

"Kross, let's go," Jin said.

"Wait for a minute. I can't move my avatar yet. They are making it move."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know." Jin stared at Kross. "Honestly, you're amazing, you know? I can't believe you always win against players with good legs like your feet are okay." And he realized he might have said something offending. "Ah, I mean, you're fantastic." He scratched his head, ashamed for being insensitive.

"No problem, Jin. I got over it." Chen said, smiling to assure his friend.

A minute after. "Kross, try to move. You might feel hardness all over your legs, but it will slowly improve as you continue," System 1 said.

Kross followed the instructions and began moving his feet. The first few steps were stiff and painful at the start and easier later, but he couldn't jump or run yet. Raging pain strained his leg muscles if he did. He grinned, thinking as if he was going through therapy. "Such a ridiculous and funny game," he muttered under his breath. He knew these false sensations were too good to be true for the game to copy. And salute the developers for doing their best to make him experience this. How could a game make him walk again? Absurd.

"System 1, when can I do the jumps and other moves like somersaults?"

"Give the system some time to improve your bodily functions. Warning: don't do any gymnastics or swift movements at this moment." 

Chen laughed at the word gymnastics. Amused, he imagined System 1 was a therapist AI(Artificial Intelligence). Slowly, he walked to a rifle on the wall. He touched it and his mouth gaped because he could feel the coldness of the steel. The game's sense of touch was absolutely great. After lifting, he pointed it to Jin's unmasked face. "It feels so real. I can even feel the weapon in my hand." 

Jin pushed the rifle away from his face. "Whoa! Whoa! Don't do that. I know this is just a game, but I still have goosebumps. I already killed rats with that. So knock it off. Let's go." He pulled a ruler-length machine gun on the wall and walked to a tightly sealed door.

"Wow, how come you have that? I didn't see it minutes ago." Chao Chen wanted to hold the said gun, but a voice spoke, "Buy the weapon or do a task to win it."

"Ooh, so you bought that one? Buy one for me too, oh great Wang Jin," Chao Chen said, grinning silly and bowing at Jin. He also noted the system's warning without him asking.

"Nah, I did the task. I'll explore the game more before I'll decide if I'll buy anything in the game. You couldn't see it earlier because the system will only show you what you can get for the time being. I'll show you where to get it." Jin pulled an empty backpack and gave it to Chen, and he took the one where his weapon was. 

As an experienced gamer, Chen tried his luck. "System, other weapons I can use?" The system didn't reply. And he remembered what he missed. "System 1?"

"Yes, give your command."

Chen's shoulders sagged and repeated the question and added, "Are there any hidden weapons for me?"

In a blink of an eye, a hunting knife appeared on the wall. "Nice." He snatched it without hesitation. He liked the feel of the knife handle in his hand and its sharp blade. He then attached its holder to his belt, positioning it at his waist's left side before he wore his backpack. 

"Wow, you seem to know the game better than I do. I haven't seen that knife before. I was not wrong about choosing you," Jin said. "How did you get it?"

"I only asked the system. Games always have hidden rewards, so I'm always on the lookout." Chen replied. "No more hidden weapons, System 1?"

"Upgrade first," the female voice said again. 

Chen recalled something important he saw in games and said, "System 1, show me my stats."

A panel appeared before him.

[Life to revive: 1 (Needs upgrade)
Healing speed: 60 minutes (normal wounds only)
Strength: Normal
Eyesight: Sharp
Hearing: Normal
Speed: Normal
Agility: Normal
Brain Power: Normal
Special Ability: 0 
Daily Quest: None completed. Go out to the apocalypse world.]

Jin heard what Chen did, so he also checked his own stats. As a not-too-serious gamer, he never thought of it before, although he had already played the game for a day. Chen perfectly impressed him.

"What do you think, Chen?"

"Weird. It's totally different. We only have one life, so we'll die right away. Most games give max life and slowly go down every time you die. But this one is the opposite." Chen didn't tell more about the rest because he was still trying to understand how the stats work. 

"I already gained two, but the healing speed is 60 minutes. Strength...normal. Eyesight? Whoa! sharp. I think I need to test this. I don't have the 20/20 vision, you know?" He talked and talked about what he saw, but Chen focused on his. 

"System 1, how to upgrade stats?" Chen said.

"Your body will undergo upgrades as you continue the game. You can also go to the store to buy special products for upgrades."

"Game stores, huh?"

"The system will guide you there, but I know two stores near here. But let's go hunting first," Jin said to help Chen.

Facing the air-tight door, Jin turned the lever with his free hand and an air releasing sound came off. After they stepped out, the door closed on its own, producing a hissing sound. 

Chao Chen was so curious, looking at every corner of the place. "The setting is so old. This is more like cities in the early 2000s. It is apocalypse days so the time should be modern too, but limited but why that far. They should choose early 2100." They walked to abandoned and broken cemented roads, smashed cars with rusty bodies, stores with broken glass windows and upturned furniture inside, and buildings with holed walls. But overall, what he saw was they were in an anime.

"I don't know, but I like the idea of its primitiveness. It's like survival on the fittest," Jin said.

"Correction. Survival of the fittest." Chen gave his bothered friend an "I'm-smart" smile with an eyebrow up.

"Duh, as you said, scholar. Do you want the weapon?" Jin walked ahead of Chen.

"Of course. Show the way, travel guide." He smiled again at his slowly annoyed buddy. "Just a joke. Come on." The friend only winked at him, meaning he was only acting. 

While walking, Chen was totally astounded by his experience. He felt he was really walking with his own two legs on a ruined pavement. He could feel the unevenness from the sole of his feet, the sunlight's heat touching his skin; the wind passing his body, the distinctive smell of the wild forest, and the stink of an abandoned place. 

He looked around and saw other people coming out from small houses, which looked like a bomb-blast shelter in every street corner. Their faces with colored hairs and unusual dresses reminded him he had not chosen his in-game outlook and outfit. Turning his head, Jin looked like his cartooned copy but with a big mole under his right eye and red hair, but he wore an army outfit. He looked down at his feet and saw his own old sneakers and personal outfit before he logged in.

Turning his head at his friend, he said, "Jin, what do I look like? I mean my face."

"Yours is your cartooned version. We should do some tasks so you can buy in-game clothes, footwear, even a new face."

"Ah, so it's not free at all unlike the other games." Chen clucked his tongue, thinking the game was taking advantage of their invited rich players.

"Yup, but they are cheap and you can buy using your blood coins." Jin lifted his gun, practicing his aim.

"Blood coins?"

"That's the game currency. You can earn them by doing tasks and killing zombies." Jin placed the gun at his side.

"Ooh, I'm itching to do those tasks. I want to find a new face. A charming one but more handsome than you." Chen placed two wide fingers under his chin. Jin laughed out loud, hearing his last comment.

Minutes after, with the help of the bullseye guide provided by the game at his line of sight, Chen killed a gross-looking rat in an abandoned children's park within the city. The downside was the sniper's aim feature was still locked, so he couldn't aim farther. A number 100 beside a red coin icon appeared on the right corner of his vision. 

Out of a sudden, a blinking red light covered his eyes with an audible voice saying, "Warning! Warning a mutated rat coming your way."

As he tried to process the warning, he saw a big-faced rat with a thorny tail about to jump straight on his face.

Peace once reigned in Kharlain, but such times have ended, and hell has broken loose as The Plague looms. 

Kross Melin struggles as a disaster-prone survivor. Death follows his every step, and destruction accompanies him, year after year. Eventually, his only living companions were the suspicion, doubt, and distrust which grew in his heart. Fed up with being a walking disaster, Kross is determined to get to the bottom of his curse even if it kills him.

After all, Death Is Not The End

(Note: In case people might wonder about the reviews, this is the revised version of the story. I changed it to focus only on sci-fi.

After Zero's refusal Afton could hear Klein sputtering in indignation, it was definitely the best sound he'd heard since coming here.
"DALA! YOU GO UP THERE, YOU'VE BEEN THERE BEFORE WHEN SUCKING OUT IT'S BRAIN!" Klein refocuses on Dala.
"Dr. Klein, we should leave the injured Teddy bear to play its songs. Scientific evidence suggests that music can have a profound effect on skinvelopes. From helping improve the recovery of motor and cognitive function of malfunctioning brains, reducing symptoms of sad-brain in patients suffering from brain rot. And even helping patients undergoing lobotomy's to experience less pain and heal faster." Dala explains, and Afton wonders if it were true or not... I mean, she apparently has 211 doctorates, so it might be real?
"I DON'T CARE IF THE LOBOTOMITE IS INJURED! I CAN'T THINK IN HERE WITH THAT DEAFENING MY SENSORS!" he roars, furious at the fact he couldn't turn it off himself, order anyone else to do it, or even have a valid reason other than 'it annoys me'.
"*If I may, Dr. Klein. I have some pre-war sound suppresses for you to use if you wish.*" 8 buzzes, Afton's mind automatically translating it.
"... FINE! ATLEAST THEN I CAN GET SOME WORK DONE!" Klein finally relents.
Afton makes a cutting off motion to Alfred who stops the connection to the Think Tank... Once done he can't help but break into laughter, how long had it been since he'd pulled a prank on someone like that? Not since he'd sabotaged his father's locker to shock him when he touched it.
He waddles into the living room and gives a thumbs up to Jefferson, "Good job... When I'm not here, feel free to play whatever you want. As long as it's loud enough to annoy the scientists downstairs." he says.
"No problemo, kid. I don't hold any love for them either, especially after one of them threw my chip off the balcony... Apart from maybe, Doctor 8... He and I may be kindred acoustic souls."
Afton nods and heads into his bedroom, stabbing himself with one last stimpack before eating some food and laying back on the bed... He needed to space out the stimpacks he took, otherwise his body would starve itself by using all his reserves on healing his injuries.
He was already feeling marginally better after staying out in the sun for a while, but with this, he was sure he'd be able to get back into action tomorrow.
The next day Afton woke up as healthy as ever. His broken legs are fully healed and there weren't even any traces of an injury having been there. Even his scuffed clothing as returned to a brand-new condition.
He stretches his body, hearing many clicks and cracks as he does so. After brushing his teeth and having a brief breakfast, he collects all his gear and stores away the X-2 Antenna. He certainly wasn't going to be lugging that thing around, especially since he was not even as effective as his Proton axes.
Once done, he got Jefferson to start playing some tunes as he checked his Pipboy for his next destination. After looking at it for a while, he eventually decides to head west, towards the X-13 Research facility.
The scientists needed some sort of Stealth suit from there, and Afton was well overdue to get some better armour for himself... What better way to advance his armoury by stealing some sci-fi stealth armour from a highly classified military research facility... Right?
Regardless of where he may be going, he'd need to check in with 8 first, to see if he'd managed to find some way to stall the Robo-Scorpions, even momentarily.
After saying his farewell to Alfred, he headed down to the Think Tank where the scientists were already hard at work... He spotted Klein at the top of the stairs and almost burst into laughter when he see him.
The robot was wearing huge ear-muffs over what was presumably its sound inputs. So that was the 'pre-war sound suppressor' 8 had given him, if they were human Afton would be buying them drinks for this.
He quickly walks to his favourite scientist out of the lot and greets with a wave, "Yo, 8. How're you doing?"
Dr. 8 looks over from the Robo-Scorpion schematics that'd been printed out. They seemed much more intricate and detailed now, 8 having apparently scanned the rest while Afton was asleep. "*Good-er... Morning?" the robot shrugs its monitors, "*We can't really tell the time of day in the Think Tank...*" he admits sheepishly.
"Don't worry, it's morning. How's the project going? I'm still a bit wary of going out there again without insurance."
8 nods his monitors understandably, "*I'm in agreement with you Mr. Parker, I'd rather not have such a great asset gunned down by some insectoid robots.*" he points a manipulator at the schematic, "*I've found a... Temporary weakness with the Robo-Scorpions design. It's fortunate that it comes under my field of study, otherwise we'd not be able to make use of it.*"
"Well, what is it?"
"*Mobius has created two ways that I can see, of controlling his Robo-Scorpions. First, is their programming. Before he sends them out, he presumably creates a list of commands that they will attempt to follow, as most regular robots would do. Second, is via voice command, of which he has installed audio outputs on all of the Robo-Scorpions so he can command them at any moment. I imagine you would have heard him when you were assaulted by them?*"
Afton nods, "Yeah... It was strange to hear Mobius voice coming from every single robot..."
"*We'll be taking advantage of the second option. It will likely only work once, or perhaps twice if Mobius is as far-gone as Klein suspects." 8 floats over to the Robo-Scorpion body that hasn't been moved from where Afton had left it and points with a manipulator. "*Would you take apart the machine for me? We need to recover its audio output, once done we can gain access to the private channel and take control of the Robo-Scorpions.*"

A teenager had just purchased a bundle of all of the new and old Fallout games, Fallout 76 had just been released and he'd been badgered by his friends to play it... As a diligent person he decided that the best way to get acquainted with the series was to play ALL OF THEM!

It'd taken him three days to complete Fallout 3, doing most of the side quests and exploring the Capital Wasteland. It'd been an extremely fun experience, even if the graphics were dated at the time...

He didn't wait a moment after completing it, immediately putting in the Fallout Newvegas disk into his console... When the exhaustion finally caught up to him.

Opening his eyes again and realising he was now a baby had him regretting ever laying hands on the series. Thus begins the story of his adventure through the Mojave wasteland.

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"Yeah! Great!"
　　 The moment the fifth warehouse opened, a few people at the door immediately cheered excitedly.
　　 Then, everyone rushed to the door, ready to find out.
　　 Don't ask, this is the goal of many people today, Rockstar Warehouse!
　　 The fiercest competition is here! It's clear who is going to die in this event!
　　 Since Ye Tian had already gained a lot of groundwork, although Ye Tian was also a little excited, he was not as excited as the others and did not rush to check.
　　 He just waited in place, waited for his turn, and then carefully observed the situation in the warehouse.
　　Is this rock star warehouse worth shooting? Whether there are hidden secrets? I can understand it in a moment and make the most accurate judgments. I don't need to squeeze it up now.
　　 But Jason couldn't restrain his curiosity, and walked over quickly, ready to see the situation in the warehouse.
　　 "Steven, don't you go up and have a look? Are you not curious at all?"
　　 Benny asked with a smile, he also stood there waiting.
　　 "Of course I am curious, but there is no need to worry. Naturally, it will be my turn. This warehouse is the battlefield for your predators. I just have to look at the excitement! I don't expect to have a chance to participate in the auction!
　　 Ye Tian smiled and shook his head.
　　 Although he said so, his eyes flashed with energy.
　　 If there are hidden treasures in the warehouse, then buddies are never welcome! At that time, who is the predator may be!
　　While speaking, Wilson had already stood at the door of the warehouse, and said excitedly:
　　 "OK! Gentlemen, you can visit, everyone understands the rules, ten seconds per person, please!"
　　 The voice fell, and he immediately stood on the side of the door, and the tour began.
　　 Everyone started to line up to visit. Many people were already overjoyed and geared up, in a posture like me.
　　 Those senior professional treasure pickers did not show too much excitement, and they still looked calm and calm.
　　"This warehouse is great! Definitely worth the shot! There are two antique jukeboxes, there are many classic records, a few guitar effects, and other things.
　　 Most important thing is a set of 80% new Bose top sound system! The only pity is that I can't see that the warehouse originally belonged to the rock star! Otherwise, the valuation will have more basis! "
　　 Jason came back and stopped, and immediately began to describe what he saw excitedly.
　　 Listening to his explanation, Benny's eyes began to shine, obviously very tempting.
　　 Qin Feng is also irritating, and there are so many good things!
　　 I haven't seen other things and don't understand it temporarily, but he still knows how much the Bose top-of-the-line audio system is worth.
　　 That's a baby that I wanted to have, but I still reluctant to buy it! There is no other reason, too expensive!
　　 No wonder everyone is so excited! It's really tempting!
　　 The visit progressed very quickly, and Ye Tian arrived at the door of the warehouse in a blink of an eye and began to look at the situation inside.
　　 This is a ten-square-meter room, you can see two jukeboxes on the side wall, and the eye-catching Bose top-level audio system in the middle.
　　 There is a shelf on the other side of the wall. There are many records on it. There are hundreds of them. They are basically old records from the 1940s to the 1970s. They are also antiques.
　　 There are four guitar effects thrown on the floor. They are used and not old. They are all top brands and are of great value!
　　 There is something behind the sound system, but it is completely covered by a piece of tarpaulin, so I can't see the specific content.
　　 As Jason said, there is no information about the warehouse owner from these things.
　　 The moment he stood at the door of the warehouse, Ye Tian had white light in his eyes. In addition to the two jukeboxes and the antique records, white light also flashed under the tarpaulin.
　　 There are hidden treasures here, and they must be shot!
　　 He didn't see it right away, but first observed and calculated the value on the surface, and judged the upper limit of other people's quotations.
　　 For two or three seconds, he has already made his mind. The things he has seen so far should be worth about 35,000 US dollars, which is very attractive.
　　 Of course, the premise of the valuation is that these items are intact. If there is something wrong, it will be greatly reduced. Especially the audio system. If there is a problem, the value will definitely shrink sharply.
　　 It's time to see through now, what's the baby under that cloth? Whether there are any problems with these things in the warehouse, this is the biggest basis for oneself to shoot!
　　 Attentive, the perspective starts immediately!
　　 Surprise!
There are two guitars under the tarp cloth, a double-headed guitar and an acoustic guitar, which are housed in a delicate guitar case and placed on a reclining shelf.
　　 In addition, there are four brand new Bose headsets, monitor-grade high-end goods! They are earphones for recording studios, which are absolutely valuable!
　　The white light is the acoustic guitar, the top brand guitar, from the 1940s, with several layers of halo, the artistic value is not low, it is a fine antique in the guitar.
　　 The double-headed guitar is relatively recent, not an antique, but has a high artistic value. This is illustrated by the multilayered halo.
　　 Seeing these two guitars, Ye Tian suddenly moved too fast!
　　 It's not because of that antique guitar, and it's not that he likes these two guitars so much.
　　 But because that double-headed piano is so familiar! This is a custom-made double-headed guitar, which is very famous in American rock music circles.
　　 Ye Tian likes the guitarist who uses this double-headed guitar, and even was a fan of their band at one time, so he recognized this guitar at a glance.
　　 Suppressing the excitement, he quickly scanned the piano body, and the surprise appeared again, he found the musician information on the piano box.
　　 Confirm correct! One hundred percent is the guitar I think!
Awesome!
　　 Ye Tian was so excited that he almost threw a fist to celebrate!
　　 This guitar is extremely valuable, much more expensive than all the other items in the warehouse combined.
　　 Shoot! Be sure to take down this warehouse and use up all the remaining cash!
　　 Then he took a quick look at the audio system, the jukebox, and the effects on the ground. Except for some dust, there was nothing wrong with the rest, and they should all be intact.
　　 In less than ten seconds, Ye Tian had mastered all the contents in the warehouse, he knew better than anyone, and his determination to win was stronger than anyone!
　　 After the tour, he walked aside, stood with Jason and the others, chatting and waiting for the auction to start.
　　 "Steven, are you participating in the bidding for this warehouse? It's not cheap!"
　　 Jason asked excitedly, although this kid was not capable of participating, but the gossip was blazing and he was very excited.
　　 "Let's see the situation then, to be honest, I am very excited! Maybe I will participate in the auction!"
　　 Ye Tian smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.
　　 Hearing this, Benny immediately turned his head and glanced at him, a worried look flashed under his eyes.
　　 This kid, don't really want to participate in the auction, right? This is not good news! If it's as crazy as before, it's in trouble!
　　 Soon everyone's visit was over, and the auction started immediately.
　　 Wilson stood at the door of the warehouse again and exclaimed excitedly:
　　 "OK! Gentlemen, everyone has visited the warehouse, and the auction is now starting. Based on the situation in the warehouse, $2,000 is a very reasonable starting price. Is $2,000, can anyone respond?"
"Wow!"
As soon as Wilson's voice fell, there was an exclamation on the scene.
　　 Although the valuation of this warehouse is relatively high, the starting price still surprised many people, and even a little unacceptable!
　　 The bid starts at US$2,000, and there is no cash base of US$10,000. This warehouse can't even think about it!
　　 Several people at the scene had $10,000 in cash in their pockets. Many people estimated that even including bank deposits, they might not have that much money!
　　 Americans has become accustomed to living in debt, and spending tomorrow's money today, not many have the habit of saving, even middle-class families do not have much cash.
　　 Obviously, the starting price has already made many people desperate and dispelled their covetousness, so the reaction is so big.
　　 There are a lot of people who are well prepared. Many people came to this warehouse, and they are now in front of them. So what are you waiting for! Someone immediately responded loudly.
　　 "2000 USD"
　　 Wilson immediately raised his hand and pointed at this person, speaking quickly and loudly:
　　 "OK! This gentleman should offer $2,000, now it's $2,500, 2,500, does anyone offer it? 2,500,..."
　　 "Here, Wilson!"
　　 Garcia raised his hand in response to the price and joined the bidding ranks, his expression was very excited, his eyes flashed with greed!
　　 Hearing Garcia's voice, Ye Tian didn't bother to look at him again. Just the thousands of dollars they had thrown into this auction, it is estimated that even the water will not splash!
　　 Wilson raised his finger and continued to make a quick quote:
　　 "Mexican cowboys should be priced at US$2500, US$3000, and 3000. Will anyone pick it up?..."
"Yay!"
　　 Someone responds again.
　　 The price began to soar rapidly, and the competition became more and more fierce. In just four or five rounds, it has soared to $8,000.
　　Poor Garcia, they can only be eliminated in despair. Many bidders are the same. The price has reached the bottom of their pockets.
　　 Ye Tian hasn't bid for the price. He understands that it is just a waste of saliva if it is less than 10,000. The real competition starts with 10,000 US dollars.
　　 Two more rounds have passed, and the price has been mentioned at $12,000.
　　 The black big white shot, and once again forcibly cleared the field.
　　 There were a few more bidders immediately, leaving only five or six people, all of whom were experienced treasure hunters and a few second-hand stores from Manhattan.

Obs: This is a novel original in chinese, I only translated to english.

Ye Tian, who was in desperate situation, found that the world in his eyes had changed, becoming radiant and dazzling!

Antiques, famous paintings, gold, diamonds, and jewellery are all available at your fingertips!

The pirate treasures of Cocos Island, the Nazi gold in the depths of the ocean, the Mayan civilization in the jungle, the secrets of King Solomon, the disappearing Atlantis,….

They are no longer mysterious, but completely opened the door, just waiting for Ye Tian to explore and discover.

What are you waiting for?

set off!

After their last performance of the concert ended, five of them jumped off the stage and went towards the VIP section and began to take selfies and pictures with them along with autographs as a part of their perks that came with their purchase while the rest of the audience left and the others who stayed were escorted by the staff.
Jisoo stared at Jun for a while before leaving with a little disappointment as Jun didn't spare even a glance in her direction fearing the fan cams around that are capturing him.
It was different while performing as it would be viewed as looking at the audience but if he looks at her and if she waves further as a bye, Jun must respond to her in some way or else she might be even more disappointed and if he responds somehow, then the analyzers of his fans will point it out for sure as all of his moments are captured in fan cams and will be uploaded on the internet soon.
As these thoughts came into his mind, Jun just focused on his fans and then later chatted with Dahyun and the other three before they left the stadium and Jun returned to the dressing room to take rest.
The next day, afternoon, while everyone is still asleep, in his room, Jun was busy with writing lyrics of the known songs continuously from early morning to improve his literary talent.
Not because he was ashamed of using the system or something but it's just because the music videos in the system are damn expensive and he was already out of points just after buying music videos of BTS' Not Today, EXO's Growl, and Ateez's Wonderful and audio music of BigBang's Loser.
Considering how Sujin was now the CEO, Jun might have to write several songs for their upcoming albums from onwards
Another reason is that he experienced how much he was able to earn from the ones he wrote and produced.
The final reason to continue writing so aggressively for hours is because of the additional main mission that activated all of sudden a few days ago after he finished writing the 20th song.
Meanwhile, as he completed writing the lyrics of another song, Jun suddenly heard a notification in his head.
*Ding* Congratulations, your literary talent is improved by 1. Please Check the main mission for details.
Then, he spoke in his mind, "Aria, show me the Main Mission status."
Immediately, a holographic screen appears before him as usual.
Main Mission:
1) Become Artist of the Year
Description: Now that you are an idol, your next step is to become the artist of the year. Receive artist of the year award from at least 5 award shows.
Rewards: 5000 mission points, 5 Talent points;
Progress: 1/5.
2) Become the best song-writer (continuous)
Description: Now that people believe you have amazing song-writing skills, it's time for you to be the best song-writer for real by practice writing the existing songs of any language. Your goal must become the best song-writer. Write lyrics of 500 songs on a paper.
Rewards: Increase Literary attribute by 1.
Progress: 0%
3) Global Concert
Description: Now that you finally had a concert. Your next goal must be the global stage. Go on for a global tour and conduct concerts in at least 5 countries.
Rewards: 5000 mission points, 3 free talent points, 2 free attribute points.
--------------------------------------------
Looking at the third mission, a big smile appeared on Jun's face as it's the first time Jun saw there are free attribute points as rewards but then, his smile disappeared as soon as he saw the second mission which jumped from 100 songs to 500 songs after his literary talent reached 6.
"Damn, improving from 6 to 7 is always the toughest in whatever talent."
Meanwhile, the netizens started complaining against the company as soon as Echo-Z posted an announcement about the upcoming fan signing event on 31st January as it was mentioned that the fan signing event was for only premium members who bought physical membership card when Echo distributed 50K card all around the nation.
But then, to clarify the things, Echo-Z posted another announcement with complete details so that the fans can understand what is going on.
According to the info, Unlimited will be having two types of fan-sign events. One is a monthly fan sign event that was exclusive for the users who had 1-year premium membership.
The monthly fan sign event will be conducted on the last day of the month except for December which has an early fan-sign event before Christmas.
A total of 1000 lucky people will be selected randomly at first and will be sent an e-ticket.
And these 1000 people must either have purchased album before and if not, they have to buy one and take the e-ticket to one of the music stores that was mentioned in the details in the allotted time. After showing your album and e-ticket, they'll be given a paper.
After filling the details and attaching the e-ticket to them paper, they will be given lottery slip with a unique number and then, people will have to wait until the end of the allotted time where Echo-Z will announce 50 unique numbers randomly on the website.
Usually, the event is 2 and a half hours to 3 hours long. That means each one will get a lot of time to talk to their idols and give gifts to them directly.
As for the second type of fan-sign event, it is a regular one where there are a total of 150 spots which anyone is allowed.
The process is a little bit similar to the first type but the competition is extremely intense as it isn't a monthly event and will only happen when they released an album and in a promotion period.
In this case, in the allotted time, fans have to buy the promoted albums in specific stores that were mentioned in the details.
For every album that was purchased, a fan will get a lottery slip with a unique number i.e. an entry after they fill in the details. In the end, the company will announce the numbers. Those who got selected will be allowed to the event.
After reading all the information, many netizens who joined later and those who ignored to buy before got disappointed and demanded to release the premium memberships again but Echo-Z firmly replied that there won't be another premium memberships until 2022 January.
 

Chapter 17 

 

 The next day Leandro called to inform her that he had to travel to Boston that afternoon to help out a local team of his company that was momentarily overloaded with work for having obtained a new client. 

 "They use you to cover holes everywhere." The girl complained plaintively. 

 "I'm the rookie. It's the unwritten law of all jobs, I know. It also allows me to come into contact with problems that I would not find working in a single site, it is part of my training and raises my visibility in the company. In all offices people thank the guy who comes to give a hand. " 

 "They easily content you with that excuse." 

 "It is not a simple excuse. It is part of a meritocratic career." 

 "And when can we meet again?" 

 "I´m returning Friday night. Can we fix something for Saturday through what's app?" 

 "If there is no other way." answered the young woman. Then she unexpectedly added, "I love you." Then she cut the call immediately. 

 "Me too ..." Leandro looked frustrated at his cell phone. However in his mouth there was a sweet aftertaste. 

 

 When on Wednesday Aiko showed up for her usual training practice, Mrs. Yamaguchi explained that the routine had been altered. 

 "They are waiting for you in the monitoring room today." 

 " Monitoring room. What is that?" 

 "It's on the fourth floor. I´ll walk you there." 

 The young woman was impressed by the technological display exhibited on the site. In addition to a series of devices of unknown use to her, about fifty monitors followed the movements of more than two hundred cameras located in different parts of the city of New York, alternating for short periods between them. Five employees circulated among the screens to detect interesting events. In one corner Matsumoto, Yoshida and the young Watanabe were waiting for her. The second greeted the girl. 

 "Hello, Aiko. We are checking the operation of the cameras and microphones that you installed. I congratulate you, all the pieces of equipment are sending signals." 

 " Have you seen anything interesting?" 

 " At this time only the kitchen and cleaning staff is in the place, although you never know. If they are going to have a confidential meeting, they are likely to do it outside the hours of customer service." 

 "Check that out." Watanabe said. "There are bringing in some boxes through the service door." 

 "Those are probably supplies for the kitchen, fish, meat or vegetables." said Yoshida. 

 "They are closed boxes with polyethylene vacuum film around them." insisted the young man. "What food is packaged like this?" 

 "He's right." Matsumoto finished. "Shinzo, zoom the image." 

 In doing so, the image got blurred. The instructor approached the screen to try to appreciate details but to no avail. 

 "They are packaged in a rare form for a restaurant. Aiko, can you go to the kitchen today at some point to see these boxes and take pictures?" 

 "I can go to the kitchen with some excuse and try to get close to them." 

 "It would be useful to plant some cameras on the outside of the service entrance door to control how the shipments arrive, who delivers them." Expressed the Director. 

 "That I can do from outside the premises." answered Watanabe. "I would have to do it at night." 

 "Please do it, and we can replicate it in the other premises too." 

 They all stayed a while in silence until Matsumoto said. 

 "I have an appointment in ten minutes. Will you please come with me, Mrs. Yamaguchi?" 

 Yoshida added addressing Aiko. 

 "We have to plan the placement of cameras in a second restaurant. I already have the blueprints of all three stores." 

 " And I will stay controlling the monitors until the afternoon. " added Watanabe. 

 

 Yoshida guided Aiko to the room usually occupied by them and began to discuss the best way to cover the different angles of the New Jersey location, which had a different layout to the one in Manhattan. After an hour someone knocked on the room door and Shinzo Watanabe appeared, coming from the monitoring room. 

 "They have just removed the boxes with the vacuum packing. They were less than two hours at the store." 

 "How weird! Why would they do something like that? " replied the sensei. 

 "To control the merchandise and send it back?" Aiko's tone was a mixture of affirmation and question. 

 "Well thought girl. Your excursion through the kitchen is no longer meaningful tonight."Then turning to the young man added," Can you isolate some pictures of those boxes and send them to Tokyo to see what they can make out?" 

 The young man nodded affirmatively. 

 

 That week, Aiko completed the placement of the audio and video devices in the three locations where she worked. The teacher explained that they would monitor the recorded material, identify people of interest, consult with Tokyo and then indicate to the young woman which ones to pay attention to if they were seen in the restaurant. 

 "I´ll ask you that if you see those people add to the material obtained by the cameras some photos and filming of your cell phone. We are interested in knowing how these characters interact, who get together to eat to infer relationships between them." 

 "Got it." 

 Yoshida was delighted with the insight and versatility of the girl, who promptly grasped his intentions. 

 "Katsuo. It would have been a loss not to have recruited her when you did it. "He said to his friend Matsumoto in a private meeting. 

 

 That Friday, while she was in her piano class, Aiko heard the characteristic sound of the arrival of a message from her cell phone. In a moment of rest she connected it and saw with joy that it was from Leandro. 

 "I'm returning to New York today at eight p.m. Do you want to come spend the night with me and watch the sunrise together?" 

 The proposal was bold, since Aiko knew that her uncle and aunt were watching her movements. However, she pouted rebelliously and typed her brief reply. 

 "OKAY" 

 

 On Saturday morning the young woman woke up with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee in her nostrils. She sat down in the wide sommier, surprised at first to find herself there. The memories of what happened that night returned to her mind and she smiled. She took her tiny wristwatch from the nightstand and jumped. 

 "Eleven in the morning!" 

 At that moment Leandro entered with a cup of coffee in one hand and a tray with biscuits in the other. 

 "You're spoiling me." 

 "You'd deserve a princess's breakfast and not these cookies, but anyway, that's what I have in the cupboard. Today you can come with me to the supermarket if you want." 

 

 Leandro was quite insistent to ask the girl to tell him about her experiences at the Mount Fuji Association, which she could only do with great limitations. 

 "I fear that you can be in danger. I could not bear the idea that you can be hurt." 

 Aiko responded to this concern with a sweet kiss and said. 

 "Now get out of the bedroom I should get dressed." 

 "What? But we just..." 

 "Get out of here." 

 "But it's my bedroom." 

 "Out!" 

 

 Aiko showed up dressed casually, with black glasses and a hat. 

 "Where are you dressed like that?" 

 "I would like to walk with you along certain parts of the city that I still do not know after several months of living here and I do not think you know them either." 

 " What areas are those?" 

 "I would like to walk down Fifth Avenue to visit the elegant stores every woman wants to visit." 

 "Some stores will be closed." 

 "Perhaps." 

 "And you cannot buy anything there because of the prices." 

 "I was trying to convince you to buy me something trifle, symbolic." 

 "Agree. And what after?" 

 "Walk through Central Park. I've only seen it when passing." 

 "It's huge." 

 "We'll see what parts are worth visiting. We will look for a place where you can eat in the park, taking advantage of the magnificent weather. Winter will soon be here." 

 "All right. What is your goal?" 

 "To walk hanging on your arm, silly. A romantic walk. Or do you not understand what a woman may want?" 

 Aiko took a step back, sulking. 

 " Why so many questions? Do you want to go out with me or not?" 

 As was often the case when he ran out of answers in front of the woman's frontal demands, Leandro smiled and putting his arm around her waist pulled her close to him and kissed her on the mouth. 



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