A part of Japanese culture me, the god of Ronin has read many novels but I think the best of the best is the Chinese novel The World Online. Maybe I should check it out...





Obviously I didn't make the original novel

Everyone held their breath. No one dared to make a sound.
In the video, the young man asked an old man sitting on the sofa, "Uncle Kazuma, are the arrangements I made sufficient? Do we need to do anything else?"
The old man slowly replied, "Get the best lawyer from our Jaban empire. We'll get rid of Hong Dali this time!"
After this scene, the camera started to pan out. It was clear the camera was leaving the scene.
Soon, Hong Dali stopped the video and grinned as he asked, "Is that sufficient as evidence? If it's not enough, I still have…"
Feng Yun website's lawyer was completely paralyzed. "Yes… It's enough…" But the audience wouldn't have it. "Young Master Dali, show all the evidence you have. Then we'll decide how to deal with them!"
"Deal!" Hong Dali said, looking all innocent. "Let me play a few more videos…"
As he spoke, the scene suddenly changed. It was late at night. There were several households, and in each of them, two people sat together discussing. As it was a distance away, the discussion topic was not specific. But the eight members of the jury already knew. "It's the jury! It's the software source code review team! They are… This… They are accepting bribes!"
"Is this evidence enough?" Hong Dali smiled and turned off the projection. Then, he looked at the time. "Damn. Oh no, oh no!" He started to yell. "Xinxin, lackeys, it's time. Let's go, quickly. We won't be able to make it if we're late!"
"Eh?! It's time?!" Tang Muxin stood up among the crowd, shocked. "Let's go, let's go. We won't be able to make it if we're late!"
Disregarding everyone else, they stood up from their seats and started running outside.
Who could stop Hong Dali? Soon, a bunch of people had left.
After they left, there was a sudden outburst in the court!
If the earlier scene was described as a furious storm, then the current scene would be earth-shattering!
That created an uproar. "My god, I thought that Feng Yun website had just committed piracy! Who would have thought that they copied directly!" "That's right. They copied 51% to 52%. That's not just pirating it. That's upright shamelessly copying! They just changed some things and claimed that they developed it!" "What the heck. I study programming. If that's the case, I can also copy the code directly, change it a little, and say that I researched and developed it by myself!" "Yes, yes. If they can do that, how dare they claim that they researched and developed it themselves. They can just wait for someone to create something new, and just visit their company and copy the coding!"
It was still okay for the audience. After all, they were not well acquainted with the Jabanese boss of Feng Yun website. They only thought of how terrible this was! If that was okay, who would come up with new innovations? Everyone could just copy them!
But in the online literature industry, it was chaos!
It was due to the Luo Xue incident!
One of the authors: "Damn! I was wondering how they could have sold Luo Xue. It turned out that the Japanese were backing them up! We can't endure this! They didn't even treat us as human beings!" "That's right, I wondered what happened that time. If Young Master was using this to create hype, they never had the intention of taking care of Luo Xue's family. It was Young Master Hong Dali who lent a helping hand!" "Damn it. We have to do something about it. Everyone, spread this piece of news online! Quick!" "Okay, I'll do it immediately!"
In the various authors' group chats—
"Latest news, a Jabanese man is backing Feng Yun website, they don't treat people with respect! Before Luo Xue was laid to rest, they sold him for money! They cheated one million from Young Master. It was Young Master who took care of Luo Xue's family eventually!"
"Heck, is that true? It's unbearable! Brothers, come, let's fight!"
"Damn it, I'll cease to update my book immediately. I'll do nothing but scold them! Fuck, we don't want their money!" 
"Me too, me too!"
In an instant, countless people started single chapters on Feng Yun website. All the chapters pointed the arrowhead at the Jabanese behind Feng Yun website. 
Topic: Important announcement, ceasing updates!
Content: Dear readers, I had promised before, unless it was due to unforeseen circumstances, I would not end this book abruptly. But I regret to inform everyone today that this is the end of the book!
Perhaps everyone is curious about why I ended it so abruptly. I hopped over to Feng Yun website as they offered me a price that was impossible to refuse. But now I found out that the Jabanese are backing them! If the relationship had been good before this, there are plenty of joint ventures around and it's not surprising for Heavenly State and Jaban to have joint investments. But the Jabanese behind this website sold Luo Xue's copyright!
That is absolutely unbearable!
Money is good. But I cannot betray my conscience for money! Brothers, we'll see you at Zhong Dian!
Topic: Damn Jabanese, looking down on us! Brothers, let's go! 
Content: Those damn Jabanese had been looking down on us all along. Luo Xue passed away while working hard for his family. But not only did Feng Yun website not give his family a cent, but they also sold Luo Xue's copyright to Young Master Hong Dali for one million! I don't know who would be able to agree with that, but I am definitely not okay! Brothers, we're leaving ahead of you. See you at Zhong Dian website!
…
Such single chapters sprouted like bamboo shoots after the rain, and at least one-third of the books' latest chapter update was of similar content. And the numbers continue to increase!
Feng Yun website's headquarters, the entire editorial department was a mess. "It can't be suppressed any longer. We can't delete everything in time. All the authors are posting chapters to scold us!""What should we do? Should we continue deleting them? We can't delete them all!""This is it, it's finished, there's no way to control public opinion!"
The chief editor was sweating as he yelled, "Delete! Delete everything! Don't let more readers find out! Delete quickly ah ah ah ah! Otherwise, it will be too late! If Young Master finds out…"
…
In the group chats for Feng Yun website authors—
Author 1: "Brothers, I'm really sorry. My family is in urgent need of money. But I still have a conscience. I cannot bear the fact that they don't treat us as human beings. We're still brothers even when you go to Zhong Dian. I'll take my leave first!"
Author 1 left Feng Yun website's authors' group chat.
Author 2: "What the heck, he left so quickly. Wait for me! Brothers, we can work hard for them for the sake of earning money. But we will not be traitors! After Luo Xue passed away, not only did the Jabanese not help his family, they even made use of his copyright to earn one million from Young Master. I can't stand it!"
Author 2 left Feng Yun website's authors' group chat.
Author 3: "Aye, I still have more than a million words before my book can be completed. It's a pity. Sorry readers. I'm going to go upload a single chapter before I leave!"
Author 3 left Feng Yun website's author's group chat.
…
"Chief editor, what should I do! A large number of authors are quitting!" "Ya, chief editor, I have more than 300 authors in this group, and more than 120 have left!" "Think of something chief editor! If not, our website will be completely abolished!" "Chief editor, chief editor, what are you doing?"
Chief editor: "Think of what idea?! The soldiers are defeated like the mountain has fallen. There is no hope! No hope!"
…
In the various readers' group chats—
Reader 1: Have you heard? Feng Yun website's backing is a Jabanese. Damn, I was wondering how they could have sold Luo Xue's copyright. These Jabanese don't treat our people like human beings!"
Reader 2: "I heard. Damn them. Even if there is not a single book online, I will never visit Feng Yun website!"
Reader 3: "Forget it. I have wronged Young Master. Hur hur hur. I thought he was trying to use this to make news. I only realized now. I'm so stupid. I shall go gift Luo Xue now. As much as I can! I'd be too embarrassed to face my hometown!"
Reader 3 gifted 100,000 Zhong Dian coins to Luo Xue. "Brother, sorry, I've misunderstood Young Master. The money is not a lot, and it's probably nothing to Young Master. This is for you. Farewell. I hope this will be of some help to your family!" 
Reader 4: "Me too, I've misunderstood Young Master too. Aye… I'll go gift now!"
Reader 4 gifted 50,000 Zhong Dian coins to Luo Xue. "My financial situation is not so good. This is the best I can do. Hope it's not too little!"
Reader 5: "Enough. I just gifted Luo Xue. Let's go gather more people to come over from Feng Yun. The more, the merrier. Let everyone see that the people from Heavenly State are not soft persimmons[1]. Let them pay the price for their actions!"
Reader 6: "Me too, I'll go too!"
…
Feng Yun website.
The technician rushed to the general manager's office and shouted, "GM Liu, we're in trouble! The IP volume on our website is dropping like crazy! From two million to less than 50,000, and it's still dropping! GM Liu, what should we do!"
"What should we do? What else can we do?!" GM Liu was anxious like an ant on a hot pan as he circled his office. He was wet with sweat. He thought for a while and yelled. "Secretary! Where's the secretary?! How are things in court? What has happened to have caused this?!"
The secretary could barely stand properly. "GM… GM Liu, court… the court… Hong Dali has produced important evidence. The judgment is about to be passed…"
[1] refers to bullying people who are easily bullied


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Koto who had now been invited into her apartment had now sat on the floor of her apartment's living room which had tatami as it's flooring like one that you would see inside a japanese traditional house.

"I have my ways..."

With a grin on her face she slid the envelope across the table to where Honoka was seated.

"Ways...?"

Did she ask my editor for my home address? This is way to weird for me to even react to...

The small-bodied Koto then continued: "Yes, Ways." with a smile that could make anyone think that she's a little suspicious.


Ok...? That's really concerning me regarding my privacy...

"Moving... on..."

Honoka tried changing the subject ignoring the still smiling young-in-appearance woman and reached for the envelope.

She saw several concept sketches on the sheets of paper inside of the envelope, slowly going through each and everyone of them she saw sketches of the characters that she had created for her light novel drawn beautifully... They were near to perfect that she almost dropped the aforementioned stack of paper.

"Those are some of the concept sketches of your characters that I quickly sketched before coming over her..."

"Q-Quickly? But You drew them so well... How could they be drawn 'quickly'...?"

Honoka couldn't believe that the woman in front of her had just done some "quick" sketches that looked like a pro did it, with shakey hands she slowly lowered the stack of paper onto the table in disbelief to what she had just heard as an answer to a question that she never really asked in the first place.

This sounds like a lie... How could someone do sketches like these and say they drew them quickly...?

This has got to be a lie... She's probably just being sarcastic, right...?

She continued to become very confused at the information that she just heard from Koto that it made her a bit dizzy from trying to make her brain process it all and come to a conclusion that would end this whole thing.

This also made her quite as she continued thinking deeply about it all.

Koto was about to also speak up and get her attention back on her but Honoka's phone suddenly rang...

And with Shigure's name on the caller ID she immediately answered it without having any second thoughts.

Shigure who sounded really excited all of a sudden immediately speaking up as soon as Honoka picked up the call: "Hey listen, I know this is sudden but the higher ups just informed me about the best selling authors which includes you being planned to be sent on a "inspiration gathering trip" to Kyoto in three weeks."

Honoka confused by this whole ordeal could only say one thing and it was: "What...? What about Kyoto?" as a reply to her editor who suddenly made a sudden announcement via a phone call.

I already knew that I'm one of the best selling authors but... This trip is way too sudden.

Koto who was still in the same room as her only stared at the silver-haired girl who was facing away from her in the middle of a phone call near the entrance of the apartment just tilting her head dying to know what was going on in the said call that made Honoka all tense.

The phone call ended after Shigure after she asked Honoka about some things that he didn't understand on the draft of the new volume.

"Sorry about that, my editor suddenly called me."

Honoka quickly sat back down with he phone now placed in front of her in case someone else tries contacting her.


Kyoto, huh?

Koto smirked in front of Honoka who was still trying to explain the sudden announcement as if she was planning something.


"W-What? Is there something on my face?"

"Nah, It's nothing... Just remembered something funny."


I should follow her there and prank her...

The young-looking girl's smirk only continued as Honoka looked through the sketches one more to think  about wether she'll go with her current designs or not.

"*Tick...* *Tick...* *Tick..."

The sound of the wall clock inside the apartment was the only audible sound that could be heard, mere minutes passed by as she continued to this, meanwhile Koto started to mess with her smartphone to pass the time as she waited.

With a brief inhale of air Honoka finally made her decision: "All the designs are good to go, but..."

"But?"

"I have something that I wanna make sure of..."

This urge to say this to Koto has been bugging her since her editor had contacted moments ago...

"And that is?" The shape of koto's mouth changed into a shape that looked like a cat's mouth as she anticipated what it was that Honoka wanted to make sure of.

"You're planning to follow me all the way to Kyoto, aren't you?"

"W-What do you mean~? I wouldn't even dream of doing that~ Come one~ What do you take me for~?"

Koto laughed as she said so to try to ease the tension in the room, but this only makes Honoka even more suspicious of her answer.

I can't trust her for some reason... 

Why do I feel this way towards her...? 

Is it because of how friendly she is towards me...?

I really don't get it...

With slightly cold-looking eyes she stared into the cat girl's eyes expecting her to be telling the truth.


Her gaze was so scary that it made Koto a little uncomfortable

"Um... Y-You're scaring me..."

Why does she not trust me..? 

Yeah sure, I wanna go too but I'm not really gonna bother her that much...

As if in a daze, Honoka quickly snaps out of what she had just been doing to her like she wasn't herself as she heard this statement...

"W-What? What was I...?" She slowly backed away from the scared girl feeling confused at what had just happened, only remembering the phone with her editor a moment ago and not what her and Koto were just talking about.

[To be continued...]

A female immortal around the age of 800 decided to join a chat group for cosplayers that had members that are immortals, vampires, hackers, demons, and many more immortal creatures including some fantasy creatures as members.

But the only problem is she has almost no experience in cosplaying and only has a year of experience and writes light novels as a job so she barely has anytime to work on her costumes.

„No! Why?"

„To be honest it's freaking disturbing!
Talking to a floating head!"

„Oh, ok, but still no!"

At that moment Cale saw someone appear behind Allan:
„Oh, it's another one! There behind you!"

Turning his head around Allan looked at the person that laid on the floor a few meters behind him. It was an Asian girl and she was completely naked. She had long black hair that would reach down to her back when she stood up. But the best way to describe her would be small, she was only around 1,5 to 1,6 meters tall and if not for her long hair one could probably mistake her for a pretty boy if she wore just slightly loose clothes.

„Well, Allan my friend, you are the guy with a shirt!"

Grumbling silently Allan took off his shirt and covered the naked girl, and then proceded to try and wake her up.

„Hello? Excuse me!"

„Hmmm... not now Airi, I have to work today and am still exhausted from playing with you all night yesterday!"

*cough* 

Allan turned his head slightly embarrassed to look at Cale and tried to ignore the pictures that he just imagined.

Carefully Allan shook her shoulder and continued to call out to her, all the while taking care that his head was out of all potential danger zones.

„Who? What? Where?", still half asleep the girl asked all three important W-questions.

When she looked down suddenly started to blush heavily and said rather loud:
„Turn around right this instant!"

While both men turned around Allan remembered to remind her:
„By the way, the part of your body that seems invisible is the part that's covered by my shirt. You can wear that for the time being."

When the men were allowed to turn around again, the girl already wore the shirt. Luckily she was pretty short, so the shirt reached over her butt and half the way down to her knees.

After a few minutes, they had calmed her down and explained the situation.

„So, Aya, I guess you also don't know what this freaking situation is all about?"

„No I don't know, and mister Cale could you please not get so familiar with me? It's uncomfortable."

„Hm? What are you talking about?"

„May I ask a question miss Ishikawa? Where are you from? Or more precisely, which language are we using right now?"

„Obviously Japanese?!"

„Eh?"

„Then please, listen to me talking and only concentrate on the sound and ignore the meaning. Which language is it? Can you tell?"

„What the f*king hell! I have never heard this kinda language before, what is this?"

„Well, it's definitely not Japanese, that's weird, to say the least."

„How the hell did you even realize that?"

„Well, I also didn't realize at first, but it got me thinking when miss Ishikawa complained just now. Her name already sounded like a Japanese name, and if you consider the fact that it is impolite to call someone by their first name if you aren't close in Japan it got me thinking."

„What the heck have those things to do with each other?"

„Well, it is considered normal. But everywhere else her complaining about this is quite weird. At that point, I realized that something didn't fit, because I also thought that everyone was talking English."

„Aren't you freaking perceptive!"

„Mister Cale, could you please stop cursing all the time? It's getting a little bit annoying!"

„Ah, I'm sorry about that, it's a little bit of an occupational disease."

„In what kinda Job do you have to curse that much?"

„Well, I'm training the Soccer team in my hometown, so I have to get a little bit loud sometimes or those kids just won't listen. Oh by the way what are you doing... when you aren't here... wherever we are right now?"

„I'm still in my last year of high school, by the way, what about you mister Walker?"

„Allan is fine. Well, I'm a scientist, leading a small team."

„Oh, what field are you working in?"

„Although you probably won't like it, it's modern weaponry."

„Ah... Well, if you don't do it someone else will, and everyone has to earn their money..."

„What? What happened? Who are you people?"

Suddenly a new voice sounded out behind them. Allan turned his head, curiously enough he couldn't see the origin of the voice.

„Huh? The voice sounds female, but why can't I see her?"

„It's probably because of her clothes. Excuse me, could you please take off some of your clothing, it's enough to take off the things that cover your head and hands."

„Um, yeah, of course, I can, but why?"

„Just look at us, the part that is covered by clothes is practically invisible."

A few moments later a head with shoulder length blonde hair appeared midair and two hands followed soon after.

„My name is Julia Bauer, pleased to meet you. So who are you and where are we? I was operating on a patient just now, I have to get back!"

„That is the same f*cking question we want to get answered, you can call me Cale."

„Allan Walker. So miss Julia is a Doktor, and you said you were operating just now? can you tell me more about that? About how you came here?"

„You can drop the miss, just Julia is fine. Well, i... don't know what happened myself. At one moment I stood at the operation table with my scalpel in someone else guts and then suddenly everything went white. Next, I heard you guys talking, and you know the rest."

„So you are saying there was no process? You didn't get kidnapped or drugged or anything?"

„No, and now that I think about it, I even stood in exactly the same posture."

„By the way Julia, oh you can call me Aya, are you perhaps from Germany?"

„How did you know that?", Cale asked, slightly peeved that he had to still call her by her last name, but not some woman that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He suddenly remembered what she first said when she was still half asleep, and then it dawned upon him.

„Ahh, well, some manga authors like to use the german language, mostly as some kind of magic language, but also german characters. That's why I could recognize the name."

„That's interesting, may I ask. What time of the day was it when you appeared here?"

„Well, it was already pretty late at night."

„So, considering that we three where all asleep when we came here we can infer that we appeared with a difference of 30 to 60 minutes but disappeared from all over the globe and still always at night. That's... let's call it „interesting" for the moment."

„All over the globe? What do you mean?"

„Well you are from Germany, I myself am from England, Ishikawa is from Japan and Cale...?"

„America."

After they had explained Julia the rest and had discussed some additional theories and assumptions Allan suddenly spoke up:
„Ishikawa, could it be that you have some kind of complex about your height?"

Synopsis:

Allan Walker, one of the greatest scientists of his time and a man of many talents and shortcomings. What would happen if such a person ends up in a world of swords and magic as a hero? 

„Have fun on the frontlines! I will stay in the back where my Laboratory and the plumbing are!“

And if still something happens to him?

„Well then, let’s make myself a new body! What? Necromancy is bad you say? But i’m playing with my soul and not yours!“



Also a synopsis:

This is a story about two lost souls who met by chance. Two souls that would have been better off without each other, as they have to run, hide and fight with fate. Just so, that they can stay together another day until they lose either their lives or sense of self. 

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Author rambling:

I'm not all that good at writing a synopsis, so i hope you can still give it a try.

If i had to say what type of story this is, i would say the japanese "Isekai with gamesystem" type, just that i am trying to make it as logical as possible especially in terms of physics and the intelligence of my characters. (You can't imagine how many stories i dropped because of these reasons...) Well, this is just me trying to do a better job. (In this regard i'm always open to criticism.)

(I will change the Cover when i find something more fitting, this is NOT a skyrim Fan-fic!!!)

This chapter will be deleted when I post the next chapter.

First, I would like to apologize for not being a new chapter, I know that many people like this romance.

Second, many people are accusing me of copying an anime called Grisaia No Rakuen.

I didn't copy the anime! I just took a scene that I really liked in the anime and adapted it for my Fanfic. Many authors
 of fanfic mainly of anime like Akikan, and others that I don't remember the name now, copy several scenes of animes and put in their romance, I don't see anyone putting a lot of negative Review in their novels.

I am not belittling the work of these authors, for me it does not matter, as long as something changes in the novel, I will accept it.

So how many chapters did Akikan use Conan and embody him from his anime? he practically copied and pasted it, he just introduced his character in the middle of everything.

I repeat again, I am not belittling Akikan, I am a big fan of him, I started making fanfics because of him. (If Akikan reads this, I apologize for using his name.)

Anyway, I see a lot of people copying and pasting anime content in their novels and just changing a few things, it happens mainly in DXD and Naruto Fanfic.

Do people complain and give negative reviews because of this? No, right?

Grisaia No Rakuen has a scene in which the anime MC has sex with a blonde who is a friend of his master, is this considered pedophilia? Yes! but someone complained !? no ... because you are used to such a character in Japanese works, everyone called (including me) the protagonist a badass.

So stop texting me about it, if you don't like it, just don't read it. I'm doing this business for free and trying to raise money with Pa treon to buy better equipment and make an original novel one day.

I apologize again to anyone who was waiting for a new chapter. Just stop sending me messages like. "This novel is rubbish! It's just a copy!" or "Is this pedophilia? What rubbish!"

Seriously, these people complain about copying in a Fanfic, the very essence of a Fanfic (Most of the time) is a copy.

Anyway, just stop texting me about it! if you don't like it just don't read it! I honestly have low self-esteem, you can call me a crybaby or whatever, but my life in my country sucks! just writing and putting my ideas down on paper I feel better.

See you in the next chapter!

Whoever wants to support me, and read advanced chapters before everyone else, here is my Pa treon> Pa treon.com/VictorWeAreVenom

Patreon.com/VictorWeAreVenom

Adrian Weismann is a lazy and normal boy with a weird family, there’s also a chuuni one-eyed bald pirate. Adrian's life seems normal but his mother aunt and that bald pirate aren’t. What is Adrian gonna do when he gets trained by the best spy and gets symbiote as his partner? For that you’ll have to read this to find out.

* WHAT ARE OLD CONVENTIONS ?

Old Conventions are the beliefs which have already been set over the period of years in the minds of the 'Readers' and the 'Authors'.

Examples include, 

01.  The Hero and the Demon Lord – The Hero, either one or multiple, always arrive from a real, non-fictional world with no magic or any supernatural power, while the world that they arrive in contains some supernatural or fantasy elements. The plot may be different for different novels, but the convention remains that the Hero and/or Demon Lord are at the center of the world, i.e. the plot of the entire world revolves around these two existences. 

The convention here is that the Hero or the Demon Lord are pure fighters in a traditional sense. (Even the Hero in the light novel "Realist kingdom Hero Reform Chronicles" < I forgot its name> is an 'administrative' fighter in a sense).

02. Xianxia and Xuanhuan Cultivation novels, where the primary focus of the entire series is on the fights, and how the Protagonist acquires various skills, etc. These Protagonists have fixed jobs, like a cultivator/ fighter, alchemist, and blacksmith. Basically, these guys do highly technical jobs with ease.


* WHAT IS BREAKING OLD CONVENTION ?

Breaking old convention means to make your Protagonist walk through unconventional paths.

Examples include,

01. Various Japanese light novels and web novels with the Hero template. Japanese light novel authors have broken many conventions over the traditional Hero and Demon Lord convention, and now we have novels like 'Rise of the Shield Hero' with and Anti- Hero Protagonist, 'Realist Hero's Reform Chronicles', where the summoned Hero only has administrative cheats.

02. The masterpiece 'World of Cultivation' by Fang Xiang where we see a very non-conventional Protagonist and even more non-conventional fights- while almost every Xianxia novel describes only the growth of the Protagonist, World of Cultivation breaks convention by introducing fights among armies made of cultivators.


* HOW TO BREAK CONVENTION ?

It is very easy to create a plot which breaks conventions, which is to make your Protagonist do jobs one usually wouldn't expect.

For example, 
In a Hero setting, the Protagonist can create an Adventurer's guild so that he wouldn't have to fight against the Demon Lord. Or maybe he could become an arms dealer, and enjoy his life rolling in loads of money while watching the two factions fighting against each other.

In a Xianxia setting, the Protagonist can be a journalist controlling all media in the world, using all kinds of cultivation technology to create and spread news. Or maybe he can be a person whose business is to create AV (Adult Video a.k.a Porn).

Note that in majority of these novels, there are hardly any characters around whom the entire plot revolves.


* PROPOSED IDEA

Following is the Idea being proposed :

01. The world follows a Xianxia setting, with the usual gimmicks.

02. The cultivators are majorly of two types : 

     (01) Swordsmen (or those who use a weapon, to develop 'essence' of their weapon).
     (02) Body Cultivators (who cultivate their bodies to become strong and indestructible).
     (03) Spell and Formation Cultivators (traditional cultivators who use magical spells and use formations).
     (04) Alchemists and Medicine Masters
     (05) Blacksmiths and the like.

03. The social hierarchy is mentioned in their decreasing order i.e. the Swordsmen have the highest status in society because of their attack power while the Blacksmiths have the lowest status because they are easily replaceable.

04. The four have the following innate advantages :
 (01) Swordsmen – they have the strongest attack power.
 (02) Body Cultivators – they have the highest defense.
 (03) Spell Cultivators – they have variation in their moves, and can coordinate attacks and defenses of a group. They also have high movement abilities.
 (04) Alchemists study how to prepare various medicines, while Medicine Masters study the various diseases and healing techniques. The difference between them is that Alchemists concentrate on optimizing the process of medicine creation, while Medicine Masters are like the doctors of the world.
 (05) Blacksmiths, etc – These people create weapons, armors and low level gadgets. The gadgets can be mechanical parts of carriage, or radio device, cannon, ship, etc.

05. The Protagonist belongs to a clan of puppet makers, and have a business of creating puppets for various purposes. However, puppets are considered an unorthodox path and looked down upon.

06. The Protagonist enrolls in a school where students follow orthodox paths of swordsmen, body cultivation and spell cultivation.

07. The rest of the plot is to be extended by the respective Author.

08. The selling point of this idea is in one major point – "The Creation of Life !" The puppets in the earlier chapters can be displayed as mere weapons, and as tools to create humorous situations. Eventually they would slowly develop instinct and intelligence, and eventually become sentient.

09. The previous point is important because any good web novel always has three points : creation of something (techniques, skills, weapons, spells), management and strategy (founding and managing a clan, sect, business, kingdom, empire), and warfare (fights between the Protagonist and/or his faction and others).

10. The Protagonist will eventually rise to become the father/mother/progenitor/creator of the Puppet race, and the puppet path will become an orthodox path.

11. The plot has a lot of scope, because as this is a Xianxia novel and not a Sci-fi one, the Author get easily get away by spouting b*llshit to explain how the Protagonist was able to create robotic arms, drones, armed airships, and an army of Terminators. It is relatively easy to explain technical things in Xianxia world.

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The author had an idea when he ate delicious Italian pasta. But the pasta came from Arabistan? Although others say that the Arabs borrowed the idea from China along the Silk Road. One way or another, it would be great if Dara could use pasta as a subject for trade! But in the modern world, hundreds of pasta variants of different shapes, contents, taste and color have already been created and are known. Few can surprise them ?!

But if ... if ..yu Daru move to another place and time?

Place for example, parallel fun! After all, astronomers say that there are 22,000 worlds in the world! But it sounds too fantastic, the genre is a fiction of history ... and not science fiction. Although consciousness could temporarily go to Nirvana ... or begin to travel through the universes ... but this is already from Chinese philosophy and Integral Yoga ... Little scientific. In addition, Dara is not fond of science fiction.

Therefore, as one of our design engineers says, it's better to bomb (that is, work) on your subject. So there must be a story ?! So this world, place Earth, but what time to choose? Paleolithic? This is 48,000 years ago. Then, for sure, there was no wheat ... and probably rice ... Then maybe in the Bronze Age? 3000 years ago? The era of the Late Holocene ... it's cold, the glacier has not yet been ravaged ... Although, wait a minute, the very last glaciation of the Earth itself was the Würezke, and this is 35,000 years ago ?! Or maybe Dara would end up in Sogd or Bactria. The language is more or less like Farsi ?! And it looks like the language of Small-An, Esperanto of the Silk Road, a mixture of Arabic, Monogol, Persian, Chinese, Turkic ...

For example, in the 6-7th century? Or immediately during the battle of the Arabs and the Chinese, who had the main Korean commander? The famous Talas battle ?!

It seems best to send Dara, in the era of antiquity, the first settlement of a modern, straight-walking person, that is, the time began to develop mountain valleys, floodplains, terraces, and foothill valleys. Sowing them with walnut trees and bushes. The beginning of a grandiose project on irrigation of the steppe ... the creation of irrigation canals. Visit of the Chinese monks ... the first century AD and as 5 centuries of the functioning of the Silk Road ...

But here I, as an author, already understand that there are so many different versions of such events - rebirth, getting into another world, a parallel world, into the past or the future ... that is, it turns out, again the plot can become a cliché or cliché. That is not original. On the other hand, in the 21st century it is naive to think that after the masters of the genre of writing short stories, geniuses and just masters who have gotten their hands on the writing of works of art, a new genre can be created.

One way or another, I will not endow the main character with super powers, only those that were in the novel "Magic Coin Jiang." It can be with a part of truncated functions.

Or maybe he'll send Dar to the 7th century ... a couple of years before Li-Ban's trip or while sending Li-Ban to the desert ... but then, it will be difficult for the Chinese, who know a lot about cooking noodles, to surprise them and make your business successful.

Therefore, it may be worth sending Dar nevertheless to the "Light" mountains. To not be too fantastic, his knowledge of a foreign language for him. And where will Dara find the money for her business? In those places that the Historian told him about? Will he be able to make a metal detector himself? Or, nevertheless, let the plot be borrowed from Japanese authors with their purchase of equipment on the Internet site or just a selection of goods in a shopping center? Or is it easier to equip Dar with the ability of his eyes and glasses to temporarily work in the ground scanning mode to detect gold coins and silver, copper, bronze, and precious stones. Like a superhero, Maytimaus?

I should think. In total, I plan to write 5 or 10 chapters on this volume. How Dara applies her knowledge from the modern world to become a merchant, open her own trading business, open her own farm store or become a speculator - a reseller. There are many options.

Tomorrow I will write the first chapter.

And along the way, you will have to work on the remaining chapters, Gifts, somewhat abandoned due to the arch with treasure hunters, but I will return to it later. Since there is still new information on this topic.

Thank you, my laconic readers, thank you for reading, this gives an incentive to write further! With respect and appreciation.

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Yixin was Meng Fan's editor-in-chief. Even the unsigned "Guide to Campus RoMANce" was managed by his team. No need to mention how good Meng Fan's drawing skills and painting style were; it went without saying. Of course, it's weird how visible the difference was in his level in the previous serialized comics and in what they were looking at now. However, the better the paintings, the better. No matter how strange it was, you can't question it face to face.
What's the use of questioning anyways, other than not allowing people to improve? It's only that this progress was really great, that's all.
The deputy editor-in-chief and the others had also seen Meng Fan's comics and knew about Meng Fan's drawing skills, so after unfolding the sketches, even though they could see the beauty of the world, they weren't as amazed as Goro Takahashi and others.
But after looking at the paintings, they moved on to storyline and character design, and their eyes lit up again.
Three scenes was obviously not much, but they saw Meng Fan's skillfulness in screenwriting and mirroring.
After reading, their first thought was 'Why did it end so quickly?' and a desire for continuation.
Looking back, there were already scenes which stuck in their minds and couldn't be easily erased, they left such a deep mark and a profound memory.
Like the tip of the iceberg, the world structure was revealing itself slowly; not much was said. These two characteristics were enough to guarantee a good comic.
Looking again at the outline and the pictures, it was clear that Meng Fan put a lot of effort into preparation of this comic.
Yixin, the deputy editor-in-chief, and others took their eyes from the sketches to look at Meng Fan and picked up the topic.
The deputy editor-in-chief was a man surnamed Zhu, who was probably in his forties, and looked very fierce and serious.
"Mr. Meng, please allow me to ask you a question first. Yesterday, a fight happened in Japan. Many people know that you were involved, including the Japanese. May I ask, what does Kodansha think of this?"
Not waiting for Meng Fan to answer, he added: "I don't mean nothing bad by this. It is about whether you can sign a contract with Kodansha and whether the comics can be serialized in the magazine published by Kodansha. This is also related to the contract between us. Whether you sign or not will definitely have an impact on our contract. What do you say?"
"Kodansha has already contacted me before our meeting." Meng Fan answered with a smile. "Of course, I cannot say the fighting incident didn't have any effect. However, currently there are no problems with signing the contract."
After taking a sip of water, Meng Fan was ready to take the initiative in his own hands and said: "To be honest, I could have signed with Kodansha when I was in Japan. I didn't do it at once only because I want the comics to be serialized also on the domestic website. I'm leaving some room for domestic websites to put forward requirements and conditions. If it can lead to a win-win situation, or even a triple-win situation, then it is naturally the best."
On the other hand, I could give the copyrights for Japan to Kodansha and the copyrights for Huaxia to you. In practice, it would lead to both sides not needing to interact very often. The only possible overlap would be the ownership of copyrights for the animated series. Naturally, I could first take this matter into my own hands and wait for the most profitable conditions, then find a team myself or join you and Kodansha for production."
Meng Fan listed the very simple contents of the contract he had prepared before and proceeded to persuade deputy editor-in-chief Zhu and said: "I will give you the copyrights to the series uploaded on Chinese websites, offprint publications, works of creative co-workers, and audios. I want to keep the rest of the copyrights, such as film or tv series adaptation rights. For copyrights concerning games and animation, I am very happy to cooperate with Penguin Animation Network."
Deputy editor-in-chief Zhu heard him out, kept frowning, muttered for a moment, and at last said: "Actually, you can authorize all other copyrights to us. After all, the resources we can provide are much larger than yours, and we can find better buyers for you. Taking profit into consideration, we are the best choice."
Meng Fan shook his head with a smile.
"This is indeed true from the perspective of income, but income is not the biggest priority for me."
Meng Fan didn't say that he didn't care about money at all.
"I also want to earn something, but I don't want my work's purpose to be just making money and nothing more. So, I really care about whether I can make decisions. Of course, I may not be able to succeed in the end. But well, it always feels more comfortable to destroy something with one's own hands. As for the resources you mentioned, I can actually find them; but obviously it won't be as convenient for me as it is for your big company."
All authors attached great importance to copyrights, especially after the negotiations had been established. Naturally, they wanted as much copyright as possible to stay in their hands. The profit was of secondary importance. It wasn't just acclaimed writers like Meng Fan or Mr. Sleepy but an overwhelming majority of authors. Basically everyone thought so, but sometimes it just wasn't realistic. It's just that not many people were willing to exchange the control over their work for little money.
Of course, it's the same with negotiations. At the beginning, everyone would be hesitant to give up their property, but they would also need to give themselves room for bargaining and compromise.
In the end, Meng Fan insisted on his initial conditions and signed a cooperation agreement with Penguin Animation Network similar to the one signed with Kodansha and also authorized several copyrights; for example, copyrights for comic spin-offs and novel adaptations. As for movie adaptations and games, the rights stayed in Meng Fan's hands.
As for animation rights, although they are still in Meng Fan's hands for now, Meng Fan might wait until Kodansha's representative comes over to discuss with the three parties.
The same contract was initially drafted, and neither party signed it.
Meng Fan contacted Takahashi Goro for explanation. Takahashi Goro called again soon after hanging up the phone. Kodansha was sending him and a close personnel to come to Huaxia tomorrow.
When Yixin and the deputy editor-in-chief heard about it, they decided not to go back but to stay in the city and wait for the Kodansha employees. If everything went well, they would sign the contract.
Meng Fan offered them a lift to the hotel. FlatHeadBro, who was still there, said that he would help Meng Fan and drive Yixin and the rest to the hotel.
Qin Jiaodao also came by car, but if she was to pick them up, they would have had to cram in her car, which couldn't be compared with FlatHeadBro's spacious Land Rover.
"Is writing a novel so profitable nowadays?"
The previous time, what Meng Fan saw as FlatHeadBro's saddled horse might have been a little donkey. FlatHeadBro unexpectedly stated that he had a car; it was just that at daytime, it was more convenient to get coffee and milk tea and operate a little electric stove. In the evening though, it appeared appropriate to drive to Jieyan. He hadn't expected that it was a Land Rover worth more than one million dollars. 
Zhang Zhouwei, being right next to him, said with jealousy: "Whether or not does writing a novel make money — that, I do not know. However, what I do know is that FlatHeadBro is a suburban nouveau riche. It is said that making a fortune overnight is a daydream, something of very low probability. However, in China, something like that not only isn't a daydream; it's pretty common. It reminds me of places like Hangzhou with its households scheduled to be resettled — at least one to ten thousand of them. If the area is a little better, they will definitely not stop."
Having seen that Meng Fan unexpectedly had put on an expression of jealousy, Zhang Zhouwei immediately distanced himself: "You jealous dummy!"
Meng Fan said: "I am not jealous of the resettlement, I am just thinking whether or not I must buy a car too."
Zhang Zhouwei kept teasing around: "What car are you going to buy? Where do you want to go? Just go on foot!"
"Brother Meng, you're back!"
Meng Fan was about to turn around and go back to the studio as it was a little cold outside. There was a man running anxiously from the other side of the road; it was Charlie.
Meng Fan supposed that Charlie parked his car nearby and asked him, laughing: "Charlie, are you going to the studio this late?"
"It's great that you're here!"
"Are you busy right now? There is this last-minute work at the studio; moreover, it's related to Di Dao. I rushed here, although I have already finished work. There is this movie, a DreamWorks animated motion picture with Mandarin dubbing. We've got some stuff to do at last! If you're not busy, come with me to see it." 
Meng Fan thought for a while and came to a conclusion that it was no big deal. Wu Tong would probably assume he hasn't yet finished the meeting; furthermore, after signing a contract with The Chocolate Factory and getting rid of the "leeches," he didn't ever go out. He also felt kind of guilty, so he just nodded and said: "You go first; I will join you in a minute".
Of course, he was interested in that dubbing project, it was a valid point. 
"Ok, ok."
Charlie rubbed his hands. In the courtyard, Zhang Zhouwei and some other people were laughing and greeting each other then quickly moved toward The Chocolate Factory. The day was getting more and more cold indeed.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

On a Thursday evening in the relatively peaceful community of Lamaha Springs loud curses and screaming could be heard coming from one of the largest two-storied concrete houses around. In the house was an 18-year-old boy who was cursing the author of a novel he was reading on his laptop.
"Shit! Why the heck can't I find anything good to read all these authors are just killing these good stories with their stupidity shit man!" the boy said.
The boy then closed the laptop, jumped onto his bed and screamed "I don't like these shitty stories or going to work I just want to stay home, read good stories and sleep" afterwards due to the tiring activities at work earlier in the day the boy fell asleep. "I really wish I lived in the dragon ball universe, it would be so much fun, girls, space, power what more can a guy want" The boy mumbled in his sleep as he dreamed of himself going on various legendary adventures with beautiful women.
The boy, Drazure is a recent high school graduate, now working at one of the best paying organizations in the country. Drazure from childhood had shown a great interest in reading, he read anything he good get his hands on especially stuff about super heroes or any fantasy setting. 
Drazure was very intelligent growing up always in the top ten in class and enthusiastic about learning, he was also active physically learning martial arts and participating in every sport in his schools but was generally weak in the area when it came to relationships, in all his 18 years soon to be 19 he only had one official girlfriend. The relationship lasted for over half a year quite long compared to his friends but it ended up dissolving because he was too focused on his studies when he should have been intimate with his girl. 
After his graduation drazure applied to one of the most prestigious universities of the region in which he got accepted but to his dismay his parents could not afford his tuition nevertheless, not fazed he applied for a scholarship through the government which unto this day hasn't confirmed or denied saying the official will speak to him when he returns from abroad.
Seeing the helplessness of his situation he decided to take a gap year in which he would work before reapplying for scholarships in the New Year.
Few minutes back Drazure was arguing about the terrible dragon ball fan-fics up on the various web novel sites none of which felt good to him. Dragon ball was the first anime he watched and it introduced him into the whole world of Japanese sub-culture. He just wanted a good novel that would entertain him but he just could not find it.
"Wake up! Wake up; its 6:00 am get up for work" A loud voice woke Drazure out of his sleep. It was his mother Caroline, since a few years back he started live with mother and 3 sisters after his parents divorced.
"I am up! I am up!"  Shouted Drazure as he lazily got out of bed and started getting ready for another day of work. "Ah, another boring day of work, I hope there is some good new novels out there and new chapters today. Ah, what a boring life"
 When drazure finished dressing he went to the dining room for breakfast, sitting at the table was his mom and two of his sisters Alexandra and Alexa they were in the 9th and 8th grade respectively. 
"Where's Annabell" asked Drazure as he looked at the table then at his mother. His sister Annabell is almost 10 years bigger than him and works as a lawyer.
"You know she doesn't sleep here regularly; she's big enough to look after herself you don't need to worry about her, come hurry up and eat then go to work" said Caroline as she started to eat her breakfast.
After eating and packing his bag Drazure started to leave before turned and shouted "I am leaving" "See you later" was the reply he got from his mom.
Drazure caught a bus and went to work as he normally tries to save money by not using a taxi. At work he saw his friend Solomon and his colleagues Karl, Shaniah, James, Garfield, Cynthia and Mr. Bart.
"Morning everybody" he as he walked in "Morning" they replied after and then continued what they were doing. 
Everyone was laughing and discussing current issues like politics and stuff on social media. This was the typical day at the office for everyone since hardly did any work and if there was work it would be field work.  
Afternoon
The day passed with nothing done but talking this was why drazure said work was boring but he was glad he had nothing to do. As everyone started to leave and go home Drazure decided to stay and read some more novels.
"Damn look at the time I need to go now I can't believe I was so focused on reading that 7:00pm came so fast" Drazure said to himself as he packed up and turned off the appliances before rushing out and waving off the guard. "I'm going" he said as he rushed out of the gate.
As he was rushing out and onto the road he heard a strange sound like the sliding of a car
Scrrhhhhhh
Before he could understand what it was, a bright light blinded him then he felt something hit his body along with the feeling of floating in the air next he felt his body land.
"What, what is happening" That was the last thought Drazure had before darkness engulfed his mind.

An 18-year-old dragon ball fanatic who claimed to have a boring life will unexpectedly get to experience the full thrills he seek after dying in an accident
Join Drazure in desire to tread a path that was never crossed before

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