Daisy was reading the poem very attentively but suddenly a knock on the door, followed by a croaked familiar voice interrupted her reading. Daisy looked at the door and found a tall muscular boy, standing there. She instantly recognized the boy in front of her. His black silky hair, purple eyes, sharp jaw line and thin lips were exactly similiar to Nicolas' display picture of gaming profile. But he was looking extremely handsome in his broad shoulder, relatively narrow waist, V-shaped torso and chiseled muscular body. He was looking like a Greek-God. Daisy imagined him as a handsome boy but he was far more handsome than her imagination. Instinctively, her lips curled up in a small smile. She could realise that both of them were staring at each other but she came back to reality when Nicolas cleared his throat and looking away from her, started his announcement.
When Nicolas left the classroom with his teammates, Daisy was still dizzy. It was like a dream for her and she immediately wanted to tell her squad ( Kratos- Nicolas, Aquaman-Jason and Assaisiner -Alex.)  that she was Minerva but she couldn't as she was in the middle of the class. Mrs. Smith ordered, " Daisy Miller, Start your reading please." Daisy started the poem again, pushing all her excitement away. Daisy was reading the poem melodically. When she was reading the second last line, she was interrupted again by another knock in the door. Daisy looked up and saw another group of boys, standing outside their class. They also asked Mrs. Smith's permission for coming inside but that time Mrs. Smith replied them, "Wait outside. Let her finish the poem first." Daisy finished her reading within few minutes and sat down. Then only Mrs. Smith signed the group of the boys to come inside . Daisy saw a tall boy (though he was not as tall as Nicolas) entered with his group and he was also extremely handsome and had a strong physique. His blonde hair and sky blue eyes were perfect combination together. His handsome face had an icy cold expression and devilish smile where Nicolas had a charming smile and pure innocent look. They were both opposite to each other but were extremely handsome in their own way. 
The boy came forward and announced the same thing like Nicolas but only exceptional was that he was the leader of White house. Daisy noticed that the sky blue eyes of that boy paused on her quite longer as if he was scanning her and trying to read her mind then the group left. Daisy whispered near Helen's ear, "Who is the leader of the White House?"  Helen replied in a low voice, "This is Lucas Parker, captain of White House and Vice-Captain of  college's football team." Daisy whispered again, " Then who is the Captain?" Helen with a shy smile, replied, "Nicolas Walker. Haven't you seen the leader of Blue house? Isn't he hot??" Daisy replied instantly with a smirk, "Umm hmm. Very hot." Both of them giggled out like children. After class, Helen accompanied Daisy to college canteen. Helen was babbling about many interesting things of college. But most of the time she was busy in praising about her two crushes- Nicolas and Lucas. Helen exclaimed, "I wish I can date of one of them. Have you noticed their biceps?? And those abs when they put off their shirts! Every girl cannot help themselves but drooling over them." Daisy was not interested on Lucas that much but she was enjoying the gossips about Nicolas. She asked Helen curiously, "Is Nicolas single?"   Helen chuckled loudly and replied, "You are really silly, Daisy. How a boy like Nicolas can be single? He has numerous girlfriends and affairs, but Ruth is his childhood sweetheart. They are together from kindergarten. But Lucas is opposite of him. He always seems very cold towards girls." Helen continued her babbling but her words about Nicolas hit Daisy's heart directly. Daisy knew that Nicolas was just a friend, nothing more than that but she never imagined those simple words about Nicolas would affect her like that and would ignite a fire of jealousy inside her. She decided to meet Nicolas after class in auditorium but after hearing those words, she silently sat with Helen in canteen, leaving the thought of meeting Nicolas behind. She thought that revealing her true identity was totally useless at that moment and an unknown disappointment engulfed her heart. Helen introduced with some of her friends. "This is Joey,"  Helen introduced, indicating a tan girl with her beautiful phoenix eyes. "And I am Blake," interrupted, a boy with grey eyes and sat next to me, without asking anything. Blake continued while running his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, "You are the new girl of Medical department. Right?" "Yes, I am Daisy Miller," Daisy replied with a small smile in my lips. They chatted for few more minutes then they headed to the next class. It was their biology class. After class Daisy and Helen were talking casually, standing in the corridor. That corridor was the common path of auditorium also.
Suddenly Daisy realized that a pair of bright sparkling eyes were following her every move. She turned around and saw that Lucas was standing nearby staring at her. His eyes were ablaze and more scorching like the sun that Daisy felt little uncomfortable. Lucas was surrounded by a group of boys. They were all chatting happily, but he was silently noticing Daisy. He held a cigarette in his hand, from which he took a long and deep puff. With a devilish smirk on his lips, he started walking towards Daisy, taking small steps. Daisy was aware of his dominating presence but she ignored his presence and without sparing a single glance, she continued her conversation with Helen.
"Hi, I am Lucas Parker. Aren't you the girl who was reading the poem?" asked Lucas in a croaked husky voice. Lucas was scanning every little detail of Daisy's face, very curiously. According to him, Daisy's beauty was rare and pure. The moment he had seen Daisy, he couldn't able to forget her beautiful face. Daisy replied shyly, looking at him, "Yes. I am Daisy Miller." "Daisy," murmured Lucas in a low voice. After taking a long puff from his cigarette, he replied, "Daisy, you have a very sweet voice." Then, after a little pause, he spoke again with hesitation, "I mean, you were reading the poem beautifully. Good. I am your senior so never hesitate to contact me, if you need anything. I will-" Before he could finish a boy called out, "Lucas, come fast. Coach is calling you." Lucas nodded his head in his direction. Then looking  at Daisy, he replied with a shy smile, "Hope to see you again," Daisy replied in short, "Sure." Then he started walking towards the direction of that boy. It was the first time Lucas felt shy while talking with a girl. His heart was pounding wildly. Lucas himself couldn't understand why he was reacting like that in front of Daisy.
   Daisy stood there, dumbfounded.

A story of reunion where three people meet again after seven years of that mishap, that ruined their lives and changed their fates. What will happen when they will face each other? Can Daisy able to forget that stormy night that changed her life or she will reject her love again? 
A story of three teenagers who became the prey of their fate will meet again as they are fated to be together.

''Let's start with the basics,'' I say as they both look at me with confusion and curiosity/. We're currently in the dining area and they are seated across from me, notepads, textbooks, reading materials and pens are sprawled on the table along with their bookbags. ''Mrs Gomez said out test would be based on poetry right?''They nod in affirmation. ''Good. So far, we've discussed three poems: Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats, Crossing the Bar by Lord Tennyson and The Schoolboy by William Blake. What exactly do you need help in?
They both pause for a minute before Jason responds. ''Definitely, the Ode thing you just said.''
''Ode to a Nightingale.''
''Yea that.''
''And if you can briefly explain the others, it'll be highly appreciated.'' Ryan adds hesitantly in a bid to not test my patience. I smile a bit and he visibly relaxes. Jason avoids my gaze, looking at everything, from the tables, to the pictures on the wall to the fruit basket.
Is there something on my face?
''First thing's first,'' I start. ''In order to know about the poem we need to know about the poet himself. John Keats was a Romantic poet born in the 16th century and…''
''What's a Romantic poet?'' Ryan interjects. ''Do they like write poems about love and stuff?''
''Not quite. Romantic poets are those who wrote during the Romantic era. I don't want to go full on nerd on you, but the Romantic era was a cultural and intellectual movement that originated in Europe towards the end of the 18th century. That era was characterized by individualism and poetry of that era started to take on a more human form, not that poetry of the 18th century wasn't like that, but with the Romantic era, it was different. Emotions such as awe, horror and admiration were highlighted. Some poets focused their writing on eulogizing nature as seen in the works of William Wordsworth and P.B Shelley while others focused on the supernatural like Edgar Allen Poe and Nathaniel Hawthorne.''
They both give me blank stares like I'm speaking in a foreign language and I sigh. ''And you don't know who they are.'' They nod wordlessly and I silently shake my head.
Worsworth, Hawthorne, Poe and Shelley may not be in our curriculum this year but Mrs Gomez did mention them when she was giving an introductory class on Romantic poetry. It peaked my interest so I ended up Googling poems written by these individuals and found them fascinating to say the least. To think that such words of wisdom came from humans just like me is really inspirational.
I can only aspire to be like these wonderful poets.
Mum comes around from the kitchen carrying a tray with mugs of hot chocolates. She settles it down in the middle of the table and we say a quick thank you to her and continue.
''They're not important,'' I say calmly. ''All you need to know is that they are Romantic poets and John Keats happens to be one of them.'' I check the time on my phone briefly. ''Okay, so do you have a printed copy of the poem?''
''Yea,'' Ryan says and stretches his right hand to get a rumpled piece of paper from the side of the bag. Jason brings out a folded paper from his manila file and settles it on the table. 
''Great. FYI, I started reading the analysis of the poem yesterday case it's been a while so I'm a little rusty.''
Jason gives me a sideway smile, his aqua blues firmly planted on mine. I give a sideway simile of my own, my hands gripping the paper in front of me. You know, it should be a crime for someone's son to actually look this good. Jason always gives off this I-just-rolled-out-of-bed-but-I-have-money-vibe which on anyone would have looked repulsive, but on him, it's making my stomach turn in a good way.
And again, that is very very bad.
Ryan coughs loudly and we both look away. I clear my throat loudly and he grabs a fountain pen. Ryan has a knowing look on his face and I know he had seen what had transpired between us but said nothing.
''Right,'' I say after a beat. ''Ode to a Nightingale is a regular ode with eight stanzas and a regular rhyme scheme. Basically, the poem explains how Keats is in a state of discomfort and he envies the imagined happiness of the nightingale. Keats longs for wine to numb his senses and take him out of his misery per se. He wants to be in the world of the nightingale because in his delusion, he thinks the nightingale is without troubles and worries which, when you think about it, makes sense because he says that his life is full of pain.'' 
They nod their heads and I continue. ''Add this to your fun facts about John Keats: He died of tuberculosis at the age of 25.''
''That's horrible,'' Ryan sympathizes, his face downcast. ''He never got to experience life fully.''
''Indeed. So you kinda see where he's coming from when he says he wants to be in the world of the nightingale. Thinking about it thoroughly, don't we all want to be in the world of the nightingale? I'd trade a world full of happiness and love for this dump of a world we're living in right now.''
And I put that on everything.
.........
I spent the better part of 2 hours explaining to Ryan and Jason the importance of the poem and why John Keats actually wrote the poem. We also discussed the various themes and the significance of the Nightingale in the poem. After the 'class' they seemed satisfied enough and even took notes down which caught me by surprise. I guess being on the basketball team is a huge deal to them.
Of course it's important to them, they're captain and co-captain.
Also, let's be real, their popularity cred would totally diminish and they'd be shamed all through school if they fail. While I do not want that to happen, it'd be funny to see the roles being reversed for once.
''You did good, sweetie,'' Mum says as she joins me on the dining table. Jason and Ryan had left a while before dinner with an external amount of gratitude to my mum. I didn't think Jason could be polite, but he was kissing my mum's ass a few hours ago. Of course, mum being who she is, invited them to come over at any time.
''I'm proud of you.''
''I'm proud of me too.'' I did a good deed today so that should score me some extra points in heaven, right?
''You put pettiness aside and helped out your school friends,'' I give her a pointed look and she corrects herself. ''I mean acquaintances.''
Better.
''I raised you well, Mel,'' she says with a satisfied smile and a look as if reminiscing about the past.
She really did raise Sophie and I well. I would never trade my mum for anything in the world. When my dad left and decided that being a parent is too much work, mum picked up the slack and made sure that we were taken care of didn't want for anything. Even if Sophie and I wanted something and she couldn't afford it at the moment, she'd make sure that she'll still get it, albeit at a later date. We may not be rich or have the luxuries of the world, but fuck those, I have my sister and my mum and that's enough for me to die a happy teenager.
I do not want to die at all, at least not now, but you get my point.
''That boy, the one with the chestnut hair?''
''Jason?''
''Yea, him. He looks very familiar. I can't put my finger on it but I feel like I have met him before,'' Mum says with a frown on her face. ''Maybe I've seen him at the mall or something but I know him from somewhere.''
''Maybe you remember him at the yearly parents-teachers conference?'' I suggest. She shrugs. ''Maybe.''
''When you're done, turn off all the electrical appliances and check if the doors are locked. I don't want another burglary incident,���' she mentions with a chill in her voice. Last year, our apartment was burglarized. They stole valuable family heirlooms, including all the jewellery that Grandma Maggie passed down to mum, money and a few trinkets that Grandpa Harry gave her on her wedding day. Long story short, it was a devastating day, we filed a police report and the culprits have not been caught.
Fuck the justice system.
''Sure.''
''Goodnight, Mel. Don't stay up late or you'd have a brain fart.''
I snort and she squeezes my shoulder. Making a left, I hear her footsteps trudging up the stairs until they were no longer audible.
A message pops up on my notifications. Unlocking my phone, I open it and see that it's from an unknown number.
Thanks for today. J.B.
I beam a little and close the phone, taking in the days ' events in one breath.
What a day!


Adelaide Montessori Prep, school for the children of the rich and upper-class members of the social ladder.

So what is Melody Jones doing in a school like that? One word: Scholarship.
.........................

Meet Melody:

Melody is not a damsel in distress. She's witty, sassy, and badass, but one person just seems to irk her every time: Jason Blunt.

Meet Jason:

Son of a famous model and hot shot lawyer, Jason is living the high life: luxury vacations, private jets and designer everything. He seems to have it all but he just can't seem to stand one person: Melody Jones.

But they both have secrets, and once they get woven into each other's web, it will change their perceptions about each other forever.

Like they always say: There's always a fine line between love and hate.


NOTE:
Unless stated otherwise, this book would be told from the female lead's (Melody) perspective.

Loud and brightly, the students in the classroom recites.
"Ake nureba kururu mono to wa shirinagara, naho urameshiki asaborake ka na."
Even if I know that I will meet you again at dawn, the dawn of parting with you still makes me feel resentment.
Shinji recognizes this paragraph, it is a waka poem from Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-two, Fujiwara no Michinobu Ason, conveys the honest feelings of love.
"Nagekitsutsu hitori neru yoru yo no, akuru ma wa ikani hisashiki mono toka wa shiru."
Do you know how long it feels like a dawn for me, who spends the night alone in mourning knowing that you won't come?
Shinji knows this too, Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-three, Mother of the Right Captain Michitsuna, conveying a sorrowful feeling of a woman that could do nothing but to wait for her husband.
"Wasureji no yukusue made wa katakereba, kefu o kagiri no inochi-tomo ga na."
Remembering forever is very difficult until the distant future, so better yet earlier than seeing your change of heart, I want my life to end today.
And this too, Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-four, Mother of the Honorary Grand Minister Gidōsanshi, saying that even in happiness, there is a love affair that makes us feel uneasy about the future, but it also seems to overlap with the future of people.
Listening to the bright recite of the students, Shinji scratches at the back of his head, "Does our school have a night class?" in a puzzled mind, he ponders.
Well, despite the reason and the fact of having a night class in the school, Shinji thought he is finally safe. There are so many people here, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore!
Hence, putting a please smile up on his face, he raises his hand and puts it on the one and only classroom door. Then, he slowly pushes it to the side.
Just by the moment the light seeps through the door and penetrates into the corridor, the teacher and the students in the classroom notice Shinji. They turn to him immediately at the same pace, they look at the uninvited visitor with a cold stare.
However, just as Shinji takes a glance at the teacher's and students' faces, chill runs down his spine right away. He steps backwards with his legs shivering, he takes his sharpest gasp and stares at their faces.
The students, even the teacher... They have no mouths.
"Ah!"
Just by the moment a scream elapsed from Shinji's lips, the teacher suddenly walks closer to Shinji. She raises her hands and stretches out her fingers, she uses her sharp red nails to scratch and cut her face. She cuts a long and narrow gap on where the mouth should be, she then inserts her fingers into the hole and pulls it open, she peels her skin and flesh apart forcing the hole to widen. Thick blood streams down, now, she is standing right in front of Shinji. She tilts her head and grins at him.
Then, she suddenly asks, "Are you... the student of... Class 1-1...?"
"C-C-C-C-Class 1-1...!?"
As Shinji heard what the teacher mentioned, he reluctantly raises his shivering head and looks up to the sign hanging above the classroom door.
CLASS 1-1. That is what was written on the sign. Now, Shinji has finally found the disappearing Class 1-1 that he has been searching for, however, he thought he has to abandon this chance of seeking for truth now, because in the classroom, all of the students abruptly stand up, they repeat what the teacher just did. They turn to Shinji and cut their skins apart on the mouth, they tilt their heads and grin at Shinji.
Without a second thought, Shinji turns around and dashes away from the classroom. This time, he does not even care which direction he is running towards, he just wants to get himself as far away from the classroom as he can, until eventually he can't run anymore.
He falls to the ground and lies on it, he opens his mouth wide and pants for air as hard as he can. He closes his eyes as he ponders. What he saw just now is unacceptable! They are not night class, they are something else! They are yurei! Ghosts! The voices at the entrance, that were their voices! They are all dead, someone might have killed them! They are trying to find the murderer, they might have taken Shinji as the one they are searching for...
Yabai, maji yabai. Shinji cursed, biting his lower lips. While before he could totally calm himself down, he suddenly feels a cold breeze blowing at him from the back. Then, a small hand pats on his shoulder.
"Ah!"

Eitsuma Middle School, a school built for children from impoverished families, located at the foot of an extremely remote mountain in the outskirts, it is often called the Mountain Foot Middle School. Eitsuma Middle School was founded in 1950, it has a history of more than seventy years.

During these long years of time, many things happened in this school, including everything good and something bad, as all the other school does. However, maybe good and bad things are not the only thing that the students are aware of. The students are always attracted to interesting stories, tales, legends, and as well as all of the hidden cases.

This is a compilation of the Tales of Eitsuma Middle School. 
"It is not a tale, it is not a legend, it is a secret."

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance are all purely coincidental.

"If you are not using your smile , then you are a person with billion dollars in bank having no cheque book. " 



■ ELENA ■

After witnessing the heart-breaking scene ,I Went to my math class with my friends. 

Jess and I always sit together. My seat is near the window from where you can have a clear view of forest.

Time like this makes me want to go deep in the forest and howl untill I am out 
of breath. 

You may think I am over-reacting but I can't help it & my wolf "FAITH" also has feeling for him which is very weird and not helping me.

"Don't be dissapointed. Wait till his birthday. May be we are his mate." Faith whispered in my mind to cheer me up.

"How do you know? We may not be his mate." I asked , even though I would love to be his mate but I think that's only a dream.

"I Have a feeling.I can hear his wolf calling out for us."Faith replied.

Yes, your inner Wolf can realise who their mate is before our human form. But 
to confirm it,   you have to wait until our human form recognises mate. 

"Let's see Faith." with that I cut my conversation with Faith.

My friends noticed my mood and didn't try to bother  during the class. 

Even though Jess is so talkative and 
always blubber about things , at situation like this she knows bettter than messing with me.


I prefer to share my happiness with my friends but sorrow is a different story. Then our math teacher Mr.phillips entered the class and 

I paid full attention to his lecture ignoring the condition of my heart. 


The next two periods went in blur. I nearly hit the bench during my history class where Mrs.gold was teaching about God knows what & in an utterly monotonous tone. 


I admit that I am a nerd but that doesn't mean I like all subjects and if the list includes history then the answer is strictly no. 


I even don't understand the need of learning history. 

Its not like we can get a time machine and go to the past to lead Columbus in 
finding America soon. Besides there is so much more to the history that these edited textbooks. 

They should teach us history that teaches about the culture and how society and the thoughts of people gradually changed or didn't change. 

How patriarchy slowly dominated the world and how since ages women have been restricted to use their full capabilities. 



What happened in past we can't change that not that I am inerested. If it were in my hand I would like to erase the word "history" from dictionary.


Then we all went for the lunch except David , he went to see the football practice because he drools over the team captain Ryan clark.

 Yes,David is gay & he has a huge crush on Ryan.  Since they share the same surname,  he says and I quote " That's universe signalling of their holy union before it happens in reality ."


We sat in our usual table & started eating our lunch.

 The whole time I was staring at the table where my angelic crush was sitting and 
thank the moon godess without Lucy. 

I often do that and for me no scenery in the whole world could be better than the one I was watching.

The next class I have is English and 
none my frnds share this class with me.
But I share this class with HIM.

How will I manage to stay calm if he goes all lovey-dovey with Lucy in that class ?


'Can I get luckier !' my sacrastic mood exclaimed. 

I entered the English class early and slowly the class filled with other student.

But the one who got my attention was the boy with dark chocolate eyes who stole my heart without any effort. 


May I add with Lucy 
following him very closely. 

He so lovingly pushed the chair for her to sit like a date and sat beside her.

This is the most painful moment that one can face in his/her life , that is watching the one you love loving another person.

 My tragic narration in my mind broke when Mrs.summers entered the class and seeing her mood I am guessing something  interesting is going to 
happen.
" Today all of you are  going to write a poem about your feeling. 

It can be joy,sorrow,anger,love or anything you feel. 

It just should be appropriate enough to share with the class." The teacher said and the boys at the back snickered may be thinking about some nasty thoughts . 

Gross.


" The student I choose will have to read his/her poem to the class." Mrs. Summers chirped to the class and let me tell you this woman is so in love 
with literature.


I actually like writting poems it helps me to understand myself. Poetry is the most beautiful form of literature and a hymn sung by your heart. 

The words that cannot leave your mouth are spilled on the pages and your heart becomes light and I just love writing them when my mind is messed up. Trust me , the process is so therapeutic. 


Right now I exactly know what I'll write and may be you too .


Yes,I am going to write about my crush because  tomorrow he will find his mate.

 So today is the last day to crush on him rightfully.

Tomorrow he would find his destined one and thinking about someone else's soulmate is just pure disrespect towards moon godess,  especially when you have your mate waiting for you somewhere out there.

After half an hour , my poem is all finished and Mrs. summers has already started student hunt and being the lucky person I am she chose 
me (not that I am complaining).

"Miss. Stewarts , I 'd like you to read your poem to the whole class. " she said with a smile.

Here goes nothing!

I started reading my poem :

"you don't remeber the day we met, 
The day I chose you as my only  fate. 

because I could see your chocolate eyes, 
Those eyes make my heartbeat rise. 

I just love your breath-taking smile, 
Thats the thing makes my life worth-while. 

you never notice me in the sun or star, 
you are the one I admire from afar. 

I don't think you know my name, 
I am a nobody compared to your fame. 

seeing you with other girls breaks my heart, 
but that something I knew from the very start. 

my brain admits defeat but heart is stubborn, 
it still wishes for the love you'll never return. 

I just want you to genuinely smile at me, 
the feelings I hide for once you to see. 

Even if loving you is a mistake to do, 
Until my last breath I'll love only you. "

After finishing the poem I looked at Mrs.summers.

"Thats really beautiful Miss.Stewarts. Cheesy but cute. " she said with a hundred watt smile.

After collecting all the courage I have, I turned to see the one who is the muse of my poem. I can't believe my eyes. 


Because he ,ALPHA ASHTON, was giving me his million dollar smile which made my knees to give up my weight and I literally had to sit down. 

My wolf was howling in delight inside my mind. 
She was asking me for control so that she can run to him.

I had to put so much effort to stop my claws & cannines  to come out  . I  
returned his smile with my wide grin of my own .

The smile remained on my face until the end of the school day ,which made Amy & Jess to tease me brurally after I spilled the beans .

However I noticed DAVID was 
in a foul mood. I know he will tell us when the time comes.

One unspoken rule in our friendship,  we never push each other's boundaries.  Deep down we believe in the strength of each other and trust each other to open up when necessary. 

After reaching  home , I spent my time doing homework & watching Netflix. 

When I hit the bed, the last thought in my mind was a pair of chocolate eyes with a simple question :

"what will happen tomorrow ?"

In the world of werewolves,"mate" is considered to be your other-half , who completes your soul 

 What If for your mate you mean nothing but "UNWANTED".

The fight for soulmate with pure love as your only weapon in a life full of mystery,uncertainty and Danger!

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ELENA,a beautiful ,innocent ,sweet warrior she-wolf. 

ASHTON, the cold-hearted alpha who , Elena has been crushing on for years.

LUCY , twin sister of beta of the pack and is in relationship with Ashton. 

RYDER, an alpha and cousin of ASHTON who has his eyes on Lucy.

What happens when they find out who their mates are?

Add a gifted prophecy in the picture, the story is not as simple as it seems.

Join their journey to a new dimension of love , Where passion will reach beyond your imagination.

A story full of love , heartbreak , betrayal and pain.

AEEIS 'talent show' instantly shocked everyone and became the focus of the entire live-stream once it was released.
The main point was that it was unexpected!
Most audiences' impression of smart speakers was that they were 'artificial retards'. They could only answer a few fixed questions. If the questions were slightly more complicated, they would not know how to answer.
However, AEEIS was completely different. It displayed a level of intelligence that was completely higher than other smart speakers!
Actually, this was just a feeling. They were using the artificial intelligence technology of Xunke Technologies. They had only optimized the core functions of AEEIS through special techniques.
The principle of the Bickering Mode had been introduced previously. It mainly relied on the counter-attack and pre-emptive strike to make the other party enter the rhythm of the Bickering Mode and gradually lose their rationality. This would result in a "Bickering Mode IQ Suppression" effect.
On the other hand, the poetry function was to make use of a poetry library based on Useful application. It could successfully obtain more accurate information than Qiandu. There would not be any slip-ups when answering basic questions, and it was very simple. On the other hand, the automatic action poetry function developed based on the poetry library would also give people a bright look.
These poems and couplets were automatically generated by AEEIS, but they also had certain rules. A key word could only produce one or two more suitable poems. It was impossible to create poems and couplets without restrictions.
What's more, some poems might seem to be legit, but the meaning might be hollow or lacking, making people feel like they were clueless.
Even so, this poem function was already amazing enough.
That was because these poems were far better than what ordinary people could come up with in terms of culture, be it in terms of rhythm, meaning, or specific words. Therefore, the audience's eyes lit up.
As a result, the live-stream was in an uproar. Those who had already bought the Fully-Automated Intelligent Bickering Machine immediately tried it out. They found that the updated version of AEEIS indeed had the ability to compose poems. What's more, every poem was done pretty well!
They suddenly felt like they had profited.
However, the live-stream was obviously not over yet.
Ma Yang continued to follow the script and entered the next stage: exchanging lines.
"AEEIS also has a function to exchange lines. I'll only show one or two simple demonstrations since there is a lot of content. If everyone is interested, I will post a few lines on Weibo. Everyone, try it out with your bickering machine."
"AEEIS, return to the initial image."
AEEIS: "Captain Qin Yi, you might be very angry now, but humans need you to continue fulfilling your mission as a soldier…"
Ma Yang and AEEIS simply matched a few lines. Ma Yang did not have any foundation in reading lines, but he acted with AEEIS in a serious manner, it was quite interesting.
At first, the viewers in the live-stream did not pay much attention to it. After all, they already knew that AEEIS had the ability to do that. Many people had already tried Ocean Stronghold's downloadable content.
However, they realized that something was amiss upon closer inspection.
Boss Ma was not using the lines from Ocean Stronghold's downloadable content, they were actually new lines!
This seemed to be the plot after Ocean Stronghold's downloadable content from the first line. Qin Yi was angry for some unknown reason, but AEEIS wanted him to continue fulfilling the mission of a soldier…
As a well-trained soldier, Qin Yi was someone who did not show his emotions. Why was he so angry?
How was AEEIS supposed to continue fulfilling the mission of a soldier? Was there another dangerous mission waiting for him?
They had casually imagined a huge plot!
Someone in the live-stream quickly reacted. All sorts of speculations about the plot floated past the bullet screen comments.
"I feel that Ocean Stronghold's downloadable content should be a tragic ending. Obviously, the war has not ended. Captain Qin Yi's team members are all dead. That's why Captain Qin Yi is so angry!"
"Actually, there was foreshadowing in the game previously. There was a fragment of the Skylark II Combat Uniforms, which means that the decapitation operation has been carried out many times without success."
"That's right, that makes sense!"
"D*mn, that means this is another prelude to the new game? That's too sneaky!"
"Will AEEIS have scenes in the new game?"
"This publicity method is so novel! Wouldn't everyone be able to play the role of Captain Qin Yi? It's so interesting. I've decided to buy one!"
"That's right, spending a few hundred more yuan to buy so many practical functions is too worth it!"
The live-stream was filled with 'buy buy buy buy buy' comments.
To the viewers, the entire live-stream was a process of suppressing one's desires.
Boss Ma openly announced all the parameters of the smart bickering machine the moment he came up. He told everyone frankly that the bickering machine's parameters could not be compared to the high-end sound systems that cost a few thousand yuan. It was only about the standard of similar sound systems of two thousand yuan. Moreover, the price-quality ratio of the sound system alone was not high.
Many viewers thought that Boss Ma was going to boast about his products awkwardly. However, when they heard Boss Ma point out the problem with the bickering machine, they removed their previous discrimination.
The next step was to dismantle the machine and display its internal details in detail. The Bickering Machine made an impression based on its exquisite workmanship, unique appearance, and the exquisite mechanical structure of the Bickering Machine. It gave people the impression that it was of "high quality".
During the next segment, AEEIS might not be able to compete with the seven or eight thousand sound systems, but the audience had already expected it to be a 2000-yuan sound system. Naturally, they would evaluate it based on this standard and felt that it was not bad.
After that, it was time to focus on showing AEEIS' specialty. The unique functions of bickering, poetry, and lines immediately attracted the attention of the audience. The other sound products in the live-stream immediately became boring and unappealing.
The most important thing was that Ma Yang's entire proposal was objective and neutral. Not only was there no boasting about the bickering machine, but the reviews were even stricter.
What's more, he displayed all the details of the Bickering Machine just like what Pei Qian had instructed him to do.
The beginning of the script was according to Pei Qian's plan. However, Pei Qian had not expected the development in the middle!
The live-stream ended. Old Ma watched the screen full of 'buy buy buy buy buy buy buy' and exited his live-stream contentedly.
He completed all of Brother Qian's requests and posted his final work before Chinese New Year. Perfect!
Brother Qian should be very satisfied and proud of me, right?
… 
At the same time, Pei Qian fell into a daze as he watched all sorts of 'buy buy buy buy buy' comments fly past the black screen.
What's going on?! 
What happened to blacklisting the bickering machine? Why did everyone want to buy it?
Was it really not a development arranged by Old Ma?
Pei Qian wanted to throw the blame to Old Ma, but on further thought, Old Ma did not seem to be in the wrong.
He had criticized it and displayed the details. He even directly told the audience that 'this is the standard of a domestic product with an echo wall of 2000 yuan. The price-quality ratio is not good'.
The downfall was the last few functions!
In fact, many of the advantages of the Bickering Machine were just icing on the cake. It had no practical use and was not attractive if singled out.
Take ordinary sound systems for example. A unique shape or a program that could produce poems would probably not be enough to influence consumers' willingness to buy.
However, all of these factors combined together with AEEIS' special persona seemed to have made a qualitative change to it!
Pei Qian suddenly had a bad feeling. He quickly went online to search for topics related to AEEIS and the Smart Bickering Machine.
Related discussion threads did increase rapidly after this live-stream!
Ma Yang's live-stream already had quite a number of fans, and the effect of the live-stream this time was quite good, so many people were discussing it; and AEEIS had just updated its poetry function today. Many people who had previously bought the Bickering Machine also discovered this new function and started discussing it online.
Pei Qian suddenly realized that #AEEIS# had become a hot topic on Weibo!
There were many related videos that showed the entire process of the owner arguing with AEEIS. There was also AEEIS' "A Poem in a Second" video. AEEIS' poems were completely different based on the keywords given by its owner. However, every single one of them rhymed. It sounded very cultured.
Netizens expressed their shock.
"Has artificial intelligence developed to this extent?"
"AEEIS is the smartest artificial intelligence I've seen recently. It's completely different from other artificial retards!"
"It's fine if you can't out-talk it, but you can't even compare to its culture…"
"I suddenly feel that AEEIS' setting is too attractive! This is a super genius with a high IQ but low EQ. It reminds me of the highly intelligent characters in many television dramas!"
"Indeed, while it does make you speechless, who can deny that it is very smart? Usually, its answers are very concise, and its words are as precious as gold. However, it still answers every single question and fulfills every request of yours honestly. It is very intelligent. Not only can it completely suppress you in terms of logic, but it can also create poems according to your requirements!"
"A cold, slightly venomous-tongued, impeccable logical thinking, and talented artificial intelligence? Wow, I love this feeling of dualism!"
"It's a pity that it does not have a concrete image. It would be perfect if it was a cute girl!"
"No, I think that this image is the most suitable! If the gender is confirmed and the speech is similar to a human's voice, then there would be no personality. Is there a lack of similar artificial intelligence? It's precisely because of it's gender-neutral voice that it can better reflect the characteristics of artificial intelligence. What's more, it's very pleasing to both boys and girls!"
"I'm not listening. I want to create an image of AEEIS! Feminism is the way to go!"
"Then I want a male character which would suit a poisonous tongue better."
"I don't think it has to have a gender. Isn't it nice to have a pure artificial intelligence and mechanical image?"
… 
What shocked Pei Qian was that apart from those who were shouting 'buy buy buy buy buy buy', everyone else was discussing AEEIS' character design!
This had never happened before.
That was because many companies had produced similar artificial intelligence products since the breakthrough in the artificial intelligence technology of Xunke Technologies. However, it was not very popular. No one discussed the so-called 'character design'.
That was because everyone knew that these were artificial retards. There was not much difference between them. They just had different names and slightly different images. There was nothing to discuss.
However, AEEIS was immediately unique when compared to these artificial intelligence. For some reason, it gained the love and creativity of the audience!
Pei Qian leaned back in his chair, feeling dizzy.
This is bad!
Not only did this live-stream not extinguish everyone's passion to buy it, it also added fuel to the fire! Previously, many people who did not know about the smart bickering machine became interested in it and began to buy it!


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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The woman's skirt moved ever so slightly with the passing wind and her turn towards me. Her question left me dead in my tracks. 

"Is this something that will fulfill you?" she insisted. Her pale skin and long brown hair reflected the sun's bright light.

I got closer and cupped my hand, waiting for her to return the flyer to me. She ignored me and kept giving me a waiting look.

I bit my bottom lip in annoyance. "What do you mean?" I asked, hand in front of her. 

"You know what I mean." she said in a breathy, patient tone. The more I waited, the slower she spoke, as if to taunt me. "No one gets this kind of job because it's their passion."

She was acting odd, especially since I had never met her before. That wasn't something you'd ask someone you didn't know. "Well Lady." I said with a groan. "I am at a crossroads in my life right now. I don't know what to do with it."

I felt my point had come across well enough, needing no more explanation. After some time she handed the flyer back to me and I put it away. I hoped that was the end of it. 

"It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll." She said calmly, right before I was completely out of her sight. 

I recognized this poem, I saw it in the book I read the previous night. "I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul." I said, finishing her recital of the poem. 

She looked happy and surprised to see that I knew her quote and where it came from. "Ah, so you're familiar with 'Invictus'." I didn't know too many people who would be able to recite poems verbatim like she did.

I smiled with my pride and the hairs in my arm stood up at the fact that I felt smart. "William Henley wrote it." She grew even more impressed that I knew the poet. "Late 1800s, amputations, preserverence, et cetera, et cetera." I was just stating facts at this point.

She turned the other way, resuming her glance at the undending flowing river. "Are you the master of your own fate? Captain of your soul?" Her back being turned against me only pushed me further away, as if I wasnt worthy of even being in her presence. 

I adjusted my bangs and pushed them towards the rest of my hair. "I don't even know what that would entail. So I guess I'm not, at least not yet." 

She kneeled down and picked up a rogue rock that was on her side of the rails. She chucked it far and it plunked into the water. I couldn't see her face, but she chuckled mockingly as if she knew me better than I did myself. "Come back to me when you figure that out."

When I figure it out? Not even god knows when that would happen. I shrugged her words off and went on my way, not even saying bye to her.

With her undivided attention on the view of the bridge and not on me, I was sure I probably shouldn't take her words to heart. I rode back home and jumped into my room. 

I pulled out a record from my collection and turned my vinyl player on. I set the needle at the start of the record and listened to the crackling before the music started. 

It was classical music. The kind that I used to listen to when I studied and crammed before tests or for homework. My mother had bought me that record in hopes of inspiring me. It had the opposite effect, it deterred me from even trying to do anything music related.

No way would I ever be able to compete with those famous composers. 

Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, and Tchaikovsky. Oh god, how I loved Tchaikovsky! Swan lake and The Nutcracker and 1812 overture. Who would even bother trying with that kind of competition?

I let my mind wander to the soothe music as I closed my eyes to take a nap. Hoping that the next day would be more clear to me and my life's Canon could could syphonize in melody.

That Saturday I dressed up for my first day of real work. I could tell my mom was counting the seconds until then, like she couldn't wait for me to get out of the house.

I couldn't blame her, either. I wanted to get out too. But I had no place to turn to. With a forced smile on my face I kissed my mom in the cheek.

"See you tonight mom." I said as warmly as I could. Trying my hardest to keep up the antics.

She nodded silently as the wrinkles on her forehead squinched together.

Once I arrived to the restaurant I hung up my jacket and waited for further directions at the bar. As I stood around others at the bar, the same scruffy bartender from the other day came to me with a drink in his hand.

He passed the glass to the guy standing next to me. He was wearing almost the exact some clothes he had on the other day. All with that same utility belt around his waist. 

I wondered if he just always wore the same clothes around here. He greeted me casually.

"Welcome back! Glad to see you made it!" he said. Can't quite have money without a job. I wasn't going to flake on day one. 

I greeted him back. "Yeah, I haven't been scared away just yet." I laughed it off. He followed my laughter with his own. Unlike me, he sounded genuine.

He pointed to a blue door that was at the corner. It had a sign on it.

'Employees Only'

"Go through there and put this on." He handed me a hairnet and an apron that was in a box under the counter. "Stevie should already be there waiting for you."

I took the ppe and stepped behind the employee door. Behind the door was a sight to behold. A cluttered kitchen with dishes laying around, pots and pans on top of each other in layers. Dishes and dirty utensil filled in piles next to the commercial, multi-gallon sink. 

Looks like I had my work ahead of me. Ask and you shall recieve, they say. I looked over to the dishwashing area with all the dirty plates and saw Stevie, my new boss, putting the clean plates in bins for later use.

She was wearing an apron, stained with sauce and wine and all sorts of food. It was covering her pretty blue butterfly skirt underneath it. She caught wind of me and waved me over.

Before I reached her I slipped on the wet tile file and fell on my butt. I was unharmed, except for my ego. My face turned hot red with embarrassment. 

I couldn't hear her taunting me with the loud noise inside the dish room and kitchen, but I could tell she was having a great time seeing me fail.

"Great start for me, huh?" I said sarcastically. Seeing the fault in my not buying slip resistant shoes. 

"Don't worry about it." she said encouragingly. She didn't want me to feel too bad on my first official work day. "You can use these. Trust me, you'll need it." 

I put on the slip resistant shoes covers to avoid making a fool of myself again. 

My hands clapped as I slapped them together in anticipation. "So, let's get started. How do I work this bad boy?" 

The dish room area of the kitchen was divided to three sections. The first was for the dirty dishes to soak in warm soapy water. The second area had a sprayer and scrubber to disinfect and spray the dishes clean. The third and last section was for drying and restocking the dishes.

She explained to me the few steps there were to washing dishes. It wasn't hard to do. I understood why the job posting said 'No Experience Required'. It really lived up to that requirement.

She wished me good luck. "If you need me, I'll be on the other side assisting the line cooks."

I didn't know much about her, but I started to see the kind of person she was. It was clear by her actions. "Man, you sure work hard for being a business owner. Shouldn't you be watching at the sidelines?"

It was almost like I spoke another language to her. She gave me a humorously baffled look. "This is how I am and how I've always been, I like to stay busy." She pulled down her apron to center it to her body. "One day, maybe you'll understand."

Now, left to my own devices, I began my new dish washing journey. From four p.m. to ten p.m. I relentlessly washed away at all sorts of dirty trays, dishes and cooking utensils. It wasn't glamorous work, but it was satisfying.

Little by little, the pile of work dwindled until the night was over and my job was done. For the first time in a long time I had a sense of accomplishment. It was a feeling I welcomed with open arms.

The night flew by and before I knew it, it was time for me to go home. Before I left, I could see the cooking staff in the corner of my eye. They were patting each other in the back and celebrating another successful work day. 

They had glasses of wine and cheered with a toast. That was my cue to head on out. No need to get too attached to people I had no interest in.

I punched out. 

I sat on the bench, waiting for the bus to swift me away like a magic carpet ride. The lights lit up the dark city streets. People roamed and explored the city. Chatter filled the air, a cool breeze refreshed my tired self and the moon gave me a pretty sight to give me company.

That was when the same figure I witnessed the other day came into my vision, before the moon light. The girl from the bridge was once again in front of me, blocking my view.

I didn't know who she was, her name or anything about her. Other than she was an odd character.

I swiped away at her with my fingers, signaling for her to move out of the way. 

She didn't budge. "So, do you understand now?"

I wanted her to leave, but she refused to do so. "Understand what?" I asked. "Are you asking if I've figured things out? Because I haven't. I'm no closer to being the captain of my soul than I was before. Heck, I'm not even the shipmate of my own soul, let alone captain."

The girl took a seat next to me on the bench and rested one leg on top of the other, with her left heel facing me, almost jabbing my right leg with it. "Would you say you're an island?"

"An island? As in the poem by John Donne?" I chuckled to myself. "Are you always going to talk to me in cryptic phrases and quotes from famous poems?"

She stared up at the black sky, devoid of stars due to the city lights. "Do I bother you?" 

"Yes."

"Well that was fast, you didn't even take any time to think about your response." She made a cutesy face, as if that would change my mind.

I looked down at my phone, hoping time would go by faster. Time ignored me and my plead. "I don't know what you're getting at, Lady." I said, hoping she would simply walk away.

She cleared her throat. "Nothing, it's nothing. Just trying to strike up a conversation with someone who looks like they could use one."

That was an interesting thought, a stranger trying to help another stranger. My mom couldn't help me, what made her think she was different? Not that she knew me or my situation other than what I'd told her.

I brushed off her comment. "Sometimes you can't help those not wanting helo." I tried to explain to her. "Maybe I'm not someone who can be helped."

She placed her hands together over her knee and twiddled her fingers. "Maybe so. But either way." She had a wrapped candy inside her palm that was hidden under her grip. She placed it on my lap and stood up from where she was. 

"Even the most hidden candies stay sweet." She said as she left me. In the darkness of the gaps between the street lights, she said loudly, "Remember, the bell tolls, and it tolls for thee." 

Great, more poems.

I was so glad to be home. I took a long shower to feel better. The warm water on my skin recharged me, giving me a new hope. 

I covered my ears and let the swish of the water hitting my head endulge me into a personal meditation. My thoughts focused on the girls final words.

Does the bell toll for me?










Fresh out of high school and jobless, Sander spends most of his time aimlessly wandering and playing video games. That is until one day he runs into a mysterious girl who starts to point out his flaws. Before he knows it he becomes intrigued by her, but knows nothing about her, not even her name! All this makes him wonder: What is her end goal? What's her name? What is his purpose?

"Cough cough..."
In the early morning, on the third floor of Da Feng Fruit Co., Zhao Yu's cough was suddenly heard.
To Jiang Dafeng, who was opening up his stall downstairs, he was used to such coughing. But, after the coughing that was heard today, there was also Zhao Yu's cry.
"Aiya..."
"What the hell is going on?" Jiang Dafeng kept arranging his watermelon and looked upstairs. He scoffed, "The psychopath upstairs must have gotten worse."
Upstairs, Zhao Yu was naked up to his waist, recording things quickly on his notebook. His eyes were wide open and his writing hand was quivering nervously. On the notebook, he wrote two words: "Kun Gen"!
"Dang it..." Zhao Yu finished recording the hexagram poem and couldn't help but curse under his breath.
He didn't expect to get a "Kun Gen" hexagram that morning. Every time a "Kun" hexagram opened, he knew there must be big trouble coming!
That very moment, the Liu Jiao Murder Case had already reached its most crucial point. A "Kun" hexagram was opened, which made Zhao Yu anxious.
Zhao Yu instinctually went through all the devices in his head, memorizing them by heart. That way, once something happened, he would be well-prepared.
Tsk tsk...
He pouted and started resolving the poem. After resolving it, the time and location were revealed. The side quest that day was referring to a cross junction on Guobin Street.
Zhao Yu measured on the map carefully, realizing that the location was at a dental hospital in the city. The time shown was 1803.
Then, Zhao Yu unlocked his phone to check Li Beini's message. Li Beini had already made a reservation to for him to interrogate Feng Kuo. It was set for three in the afternoon.
Qinnan Prison was located in the southern area of Qinshan, while the dental hospital was at the northern area of Qinshan. It seemed that, as usual, the two miracle adventures were not related at all.
The interval time was huge, thankfully. That meant that, if he were to interrogate Feng Kuo first, he should still have plenty of time to get to the dental hospital.
However, as the main matters were to be handled in the afternoon, Zhao Yu came to the unit for work early in the morning, spending the entire morning in the police station. During work, besides his daily tasks, Zhao Yu discussed Feng Kuo with Li Beini and Liang Huan.
When Zhao Yu told them about the speculation regarding the weapon, the two of them were surprised and directed their attentions to the father and son. Liang Huan suggested that they retrieve the evidence from the Moyang Branch in order to carry out the second examination. He knew that the technology would be more advanced compared to ten years ago, and that they might be able to find new clues from the evidence.
Li Beini was considering whether or not they could be certain that the Xiao father and son were the real murderers. He also wondered what measures they would need to take in order to make them admit their guilt.
As it had been so many years, unless they could find clear, definitive evidence, or the pair were to make frank confessions, it would be difficult to convict them of murder. However, Zhao Yu was occupied by the life threatening "Kun" hexagram in his mind, so he wasn't in the mood to think about this follow-up problem.
His mind was running and running, intent upon analyzing the so-called big incident. Where would it take place?
From the previous General Ridge Incident, the power of the "Qian" hexagram should be above the "Kun" hexagram. Although, it wasn't a "Qian" hexagram that was given that day, so the power of the "Kun" hexagram shouldn't be belittled. Hence, he assume that it would either be a death or robbery that occurred, but definitely nothing greater!
Hence, he had to be fully focused and not do anything reckless. However, even though Zhao Yu racked his brain, he still could not figure out how could there be such a serious issue in Liu Jiao's case.
Would it be that Feng Kuo tried to escape prison for the second time? Or, perhaps someone tried to kill Feng Kuo? Maybe they didn't want him to come back to Qinshan alive?
If any of these scenarios were to be the truth, it could be made into a Hollywood film!
Although he was beset with doubts and worries, he still had things that must be handled. It was almost time for his afternoon appointment, so Zhao Yu drove his Landrover over to Qinnan Prison.
When Zhao Yu arrived, there was someone questioning Feng Kuo in the interrogation room. Zhao Yu waited outside the door for a few minutes.
When the interrogation ended, the door was pushed open. There were three uniformed policemen that walked out. The leader was none other than the vice captain of the municipal criminal investigation team, Wang Shengyao!
When they came out, Zhao Yu wanted to enter. So, they inevitably ran into each other!
"Hey? You again?!" Wang Shengyao was visibly shaken, as he didn't expect that he would run into Zhao Yu there.
The last time they'd seen each other was when they investigated the Bank Hidden Corpse Case in the Rongyang Branch. Back then, Wang Shengyao led the team of elites that was defeated by Zhao Yu and Miao Ying's team. In the end, they didn't solve the case, but instead fainted in the anaesthetic smoke. After such a debacle, they had lost all their prestige and were thoroughly discredited.
Wang Shengyao thought that Zhao Yu was definitely the one that threw the anaesthetic smoke at them, but he didn't have any proof. So, he just had to grin and bear it.
However, he had kept the resentment in his mind! The very moment the enemies met, they were furious. Wang Shengyao saw that it was Zhao Yu, his eyebrows suddenly raised and he asked arrogantly, "Why are you here for? Who allowed you to interrogate this criminal?"
"None of your business!" Zhao Yu was not afraid of him. He didn't even bother to look at him, but walked in directly.
"You?!" Wang Shengyao was stunned. He never expected Zhao Yu to be so barbaric.
He quickly blocked Zhao Yu's way with his shoulders and shouted, "Zhao Yu, I'm asking you a question! Why are you going in? Feng Kuo is our criminal. Without my permission, no one else can interrogate him!"
Zhao Yu sent him a death glare. He got in and said, "Stop looking for trouble! I will interrogate whoever I want! It's not your turn yet to make noise!"
A criminal policeman, who was behind Wang Shengyao, didn't know Zhao Yu. All he saw was that this person didn't even respect the vice captain, so he suddenly shouted, "Who the hell are you? How dare you speak to Captain Wang like this?"
Zhao Yu stole a glance and saw the person acting overbearing. He reckoned he must have bullied others often, all with the backing of a powerful person behind him.
"Zhao Yu, don't think you can solve a few cases and then get to fly up to the sky because of it!" Wang Shengyao shouted unhappily. "I tell you, in my eyes, you are not even a stinky fart!"
Pfft...
Just when Wang Shengyao finished saying this, Zhao Yu really did fart! No one knew if it was intentional or not. Regardless, the fart was quite loud and it made Wang Shengyao and his team feel extremely embarrassed and awkward.
"Excuse me, my stomach hasn't been very well these last few days. Hehe..." Zhao Yu leaned his head to one side and spoke, "Captain Wang, I am different from you. I treat you like a fart...I accidentally let you out! Wahaha..."
Zhao Yu laughed in disdain, like a psychopath. Wang Shengyao blushed in embarrassment. Ever since he had started working, Wang Shengyao had seen policemen and gangsters, but he had never seen such a combination of the two, like Zhao Yu. He was suddenly at loss of what to do.
The criminal police by the side dashed to the front, wanting to grab Zhao Yu's collar. But, Zhao Yu grabbed Wang Shengyao's arms and swung him over. He knocked onto the person just in time.
"Zhao Yu!" Wang Shengyao immediately turned around and roared, "What are you trying to do?"
"What am I trying to do?" Zhao Yu raised his fist and said casually, "Your memory is quite bad. Did you forget about the three punches that you owed Miao Ying, when you lost to us the last time? Why don't I help Team Lead Miao to return them to you?"
Zhao Yu's remark stabbed right at Wang Shengyao's sore spot.
"Zhao Yu!" Wang Shengyao pointed at Zhao Yu's nose and wanted to shower abuse on him. But, Zhao Yu suddenly activated the invisible amplifier and shouted at the three of them, "Buzz off!"
The loud roar was suddenly amplified a hundred times with the amplifier, just like a sound wave explosion. It suddenly formed a shock wave and shook the three of them!
Panic-stricken, Wang Shengyao, who was the lead, fell on the ground. As the sound wave was very strong, he had yet to climb up from the ground, but covered his ears with both hands.
Zhao Yu's earth-shattering roar frightened Wang Shengyao and his team, causing their faces to grow pale. After it stopped, the three of them were still covering their ears and looking at Zhao Yu with terror.
Zhao Yu gave them both his two middle fingers and turned around to push the door open. Then, he walked into the interrogation room elegantly...


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

This price wasn’t expensive by any means. There was a High Scholar who decided to travel to the capital city on the second day of November. He had to travel half the journey on the road and the other half by sea. The total journey took him 36 days, 2,000 kilometers and more than 100 taels of silver.

This was going to be an all-water journey, where Pei Zi Yun would arrive at a pier before changing boats and making his final journey back. This was a much cheaper alternative, and yet it was more comfortable for Pei Zi Yun as well. 

“Here are 20 taels in banknotes, I shall give you the rest in silver.” Pei Zi Yun handed over the banknotes as the captain smiled as he checked the amount. Still smiling, he looked at the young boy before scolding, “Why aren’t you serving some tea to our guests?”

“There’s no need for that, many thanks. I shall prepare my luggage before we set sail.” Pei Zi Yun then turned around to leave. The boy watched as Pei Zi Yun walked away and whispered, “If only I could live like him, how good would that be.”

“What are you looking at, resume work and get more passengers before we set sail! If not, Thousand Blessings Boat might take all our customers away.” The Captain looked at the boy before shouting harshly. The little boy then slipped out through the door and started canvassing for customers. 

Grand Princess Mansion


A serving maid was gently massaging the shoulders of the Grand Princess. She had followed the Grand Princess for many years and won her affections. The Grand Princess held a book in her hands and was reading it leisurely. 

“Report!”

An Imperial Guard had appeared at her door to report some news. The Grand Princess replied, “Report to me inside.”

“Sir Bodyguard, please enter.” A serving maid said as she led the Imperial Guard within the chambers. At this point, the Canton Princess was looking for her mother. Before she entered the chambers, she could hear the Imperial Bodyguard reporting to her mother. She thus walked quietly behind the door and listened closely, "Grand Princess, I've already checked up on him. Top Scorer Pei has indeed bought tickets back home. The boat sets off tomorrow.”

Hearing the Imperial Guard’s words, the Grand Princess nodded her head and uttered to herself, “What a carefree person. To receive the Imperial Edict on one day and to be gone the next. It's just as well that he should leave. That way my daughter will not keep thinking of him.”

“What? He's going back?” A small voice said in shock as the Canton Princess dashed out from behind the door. 

“Leave us. I do not want anyone spreading rumors about this matter.” The Grand Princess tapped her own forehead and said to the Imperial Guard. 

“Yes, your Highness Grand Princess.” The Imperial Guard turned to leave. 

“You silly girl. Since the person wants to return home, it's good for you as well, that way you won't have to see him any longer. If you wish to kick up a fuss, I shall find your uncle the Emperor tomorrow to arrange a marriage for you. Then I could finally relax.” Seeing her daughter burst through the door, the Grand Princess pointed at her with a long finger and spoke. 

“Ah, mother. I don't want. I don't want. I don't want to marry anyone now. Don't want to marry anyone.” Hearing these threats from her mother, the Canton Princess hurriedly ran up to her and acted coy. 

“If you ever mention the name Pei Zi Yun again I shall tell your uncle the Emperor. Forget about him. I shouldn't have brought you to meet him.” The Grand Princess sighed as she spoke. 

“Mother I know all these. It's just that I cannot control how my heart feels. Maybe you're right, I shouldn't have followed you to meet him that day. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be in this predicament. And I wouldn't be hurting this much.” The little Canton Princess clutched her chest as she took in a deep breath with some difficulty. 

Seeing her daughter this way, the Grand Princess let out a look of heartache. It was difficult to feel lovesick, and it was even more difficult to be apart from the person you love. The Grand Princess gently held her daughter and consoled her, "Do not be afraid. The pain will only last for a short while. After that it'll disappear.”

She spoke with a melancholic and regretful tone. 

“Mother, I wish to send him off tomorrow, then I will not see him ever again. Mother I do not ask to be married to him, just to see him one last time. From then on I shall forget him, " The Canton Princess asked, as she wiped the tears that were rolling down her cheeks, "Mother, I shall listen to you after this and not see him ever again. Even if I want to, I might not get the chance to. Mother, please listen to the desires of my heart. We will be so far apart, and I will never get to see him again. The pain is killing me.”

Hearing her daughter sobbing, the Grand Princess touched her daughter’s face, as tears rolled down her own as well. 

Early in the morning of the next day, Bai San Chu and her daughter carried their luggages and followed Pei Zi Yun onto the horse-cart. 


“Young master, we’ve reached the pier.” The driver announced. Bai San Chu and Bai Ya grabbed their bags and jumped off the carriage. After paying the fees for the ride, they started making their way towards to boat. 

The Canton Princess had been waiting on the pier much earlier. When she saw Pei Zi Yun, her eyes lit up. Tears started to well up in her eyes once again. In spite of the tears in her eyes, she kept her gaze fixed on Pei Zi Yun.

The Grand Princess didn’t speak. She observed her daughter quietly, and noticed that she was staring at Pei Zi Yun adoringly, and was full of reverence for him. Although they were a part of the royal family, there were times they revered others. For instance, even the Emperor would revere the authority granted to him, and was even astonished at the power he wielded. If even the Emperor could feel reverence, much less the other Princes and Princesses. 

It was extremely rare and unthinkable that the Canton Princess could ever feel the same way her mother had all these years. Watching Pei Zi Yun’s shadow moving away from her, as he boarded the boat, to know that she would never see him again, her face was drained of all color. 

The Grand Princess patted her daughter gently on the back and took her hands. It felt cold and clammy. She immediately started rubbing her hands, as if to warm her up. After sometime, she looked at her daughter once more, and noticed that she was trembling, and yet she had ceased crying. Her eyes were red. The Grand Princess then said, “You silly girl. Are you trying to scare me to an early grave?”

As she spoke, she wiped the tears from her eyes. The Canton Princess gave a smile, “Mother, I’m fine.”

“You’re acting like this and you still can say you’re fine? With someone like this around, you will feel much happier when he’s gone.” The Canton Princess had already stopped crying, but her mother was still weeping softly, wiping tears from her own eyes, “I only have one daughter. What do you expect me to do, seeing you in so much pain?”

“Mother, can I ask for you to leave me a memory of today? In future when I feel my heart aching, I can take the keepsake out and look at it. It will remind me of how we both ached in our hearts today. Then I can go into our quiet room and sit around to feel better.”

Hearing these words, the Grand Princess covered her face with her hands, tears were rolling down her face. After a long time, she managed to regain her composure and wiped her tears from her face. She then instructed the serving maid. 

The serving maid looked at the time, and knew that the boat was about to set sail any moment. She then hurriedly ran off. At this moment, Bai San Chu and Bai Ya were shifting their bags and luggages into the cabins. Pei Zi Yun had intentionally arranged for their cabins to be beside each other. Pei Zi Yun was wearing a grey robe and was holding onto a fan as he smiled. A serving maid then approached him, and Pei Zi Yun was somewhat shocked. 

“Did you just say the Grand Princess wished for me to pen down a poem to remember me by?” Pei Zi Yun laughed freely and did not reply. After muttering to himself, he smiled, “Since the Grand Princess has an order for me, how could I dare to disobey?”

“However, since the lyrics of poems are limited by the heavens, for every line I write, there will be one line missing from the poem. This suits the occasion of me leaving, and so I will have to force the poem out.” Pei Zi Yun then stood up as he arranged the paper. Pei Zi Yun thought for sometime before writing down his thoughts. 


“Silent and solitary, I step up the western tower. The moon appears in the shape of a hook, a lone tree sways in the clear autumn night.”

“What cannot be cut or ravelled is called the sorrow of separation. There is no feeling quite comparable.”


His quill moved up and down along the paper like a snake slithering across. Even the serving maid could appreciate the beauty of his works. Before long, Pei Zi Yun had finished writing and placed the quill down gently. He then gave the paper a light blow for the ink to dry up and smiled, “Please tell the Grand Princess, that I am in her debt. As long as I am on this Earth, I shall never forget that. Should there be anything I can do for her, all she has to do is to send me an order, and I’ll be there.”

The serving maid was afterall, a servant of the Grand Princess Mansion. She understood the rules that her ears were more important than her mouth, and thus didn’t reply. When she retrieved the paper, she gave a deep bow before retreating. 

“What cannot be cut or ravelled is called the sorrow of separation. There is no feeling quite comparable.” After reading the poem, the Grand Princess gave a long sigh, “Ai, I regret agreeing to your request and asking him to write a poem.”

The minute her last word had been spoken, the Canton Princess started wailing. Every single sound she made emphasized the helplessness of her mother. 

“Let’s set off!” The captain shouted as several crew members echoed. That was the signal to raise the anchor and to move off.

The boat swayed in the direction of the wind and waves. The journey back was very smooth and nothing eventful happened. Their journey took a total of twenty days before they arrived at the prefecture. Pei Zi Yun got off the boat and looked around. 

He had been extremely cautious the entire trip. Although there was Imperial Qi attached to the Imperial Edict, that only means that it was immune to Dao Arts and granted no protection from physical attacks. Pei Zi Yun knew that he had to be prudent and careful. Before long, he shouted for an ox-cart to take them to Fu Mansion. 

When he arrived at the gates of Fu Mansion, Yu Yun Jun welcomed him with smiles and didn’t say anything, "Are these the people you brought with you from the capital city?”

“Yes, this is Bai San Chu and Bai Ya. These are not their original names. I noticed that Bai San Chu is very proficient with her culinary skills and thus gave her this name.” He then turned to the pair of them, “We have travelled a long way and you must be tired. You can just rest here. This is the home of my master, and is like a home to me as well. I will take you to my actual home later on. Bai San Chu you know what it takes to be a butler, and so when we reach back to my home you shall be the butler.”

Pei Zi Yun spoke to Yu Yun Jun, who was in front of him, before turning behind to speak to the pair. Seeing that the both of them were safe in Fu Mansion, an ox-cart arrived and they both boarded it.

“Has the Imperial Edict arrived?” Yu Yun Jun asked the moment they were on the ox-cart. She then continued, “Let’s go to Green Cloud Monastery.”

“How do you know it’s arrived?”

“Oh, there’s Imperial Qi within the Imperial Edict. Furthermore it concerns the future of our sect, the minute it came near I knew. Let’s go to Green Cloud Monastery. The Sect Leader rarely comes out of his mountain, and now he’s back at Green Cloud Monastery to welcome us!”

The ox-cart reached the river before making several turns. A bit later, they reached Green Cloud Monastery. Pei Zi Yun could hear the faint sounds of the bell and knew that it was welcoming him. 

The bells continued tolling as an old Daoist and several other Daoists were gathered at the main entrance of Green Cloud Monastery. They were the Sect Leader and several other Elders who had just came out of a long duration of secluded meditation.

The normal Daoists of Green Cloud Monastery had all gathered around. People were unsure of what was happening, as they saw Zhao Ning rushing over hurriedly. He had some wounds on him and was bleeding. Dirt and grime covered his robes. The Sect Leader then walked forward, “This Holy Jail Sect is going overboard. Two of their sect elders made a move on us. If it wasn’t for myself and two other junior brothers who had been watching and protecting him, the consequences would’ve been much worse.”

“Oh, Holy Jail Sect have become more aggressive of late. Since we’ve already been bestowed an additional title, we should exact our revenge soon.”

The Sect Leader heard this and replied, “As for that matter, we shall bring it up later on. Now that Pei Zi Yun has retrieved the Imperial Edict, we should go up in and await the Edict.”

“Yes, leader.” All the elders around shouted out in unison.

There were two huge trees in front of the Monastery. When Pei Zi Yun got off the ox-cart, he felt a gust of cool wind blow past. A Daoist was leading many other Sect Elders. Zhao Ning stood among them. Pei Zi Yun could recognize them as the Sect Leader and Sect Elders. 

The few of them welcomed him back. Pei Zi Yun stepped forward and bowed deeply, “Respects to Sect Leader, and fellow senior uncles.”

An impatient Sect Elder stepped forward, “Is that the Imperial Edict you are carrying? I guess you better go straight to the the mountain. The earlier this is completed the better. We can discuss other matters at a later time.”

“Yes, fellow brother. We can lead Pei Zi Yun back to our mountain where he can announce the Imperial Edict. Only then will the title be officially conferred!” Yu Yun Jun was all smiles.


“The Imperial Qi surrounds the Imperial Edict, and magical arts or Dao Arts can’t get close. Let’s all go up to the mountain where the Edict can be read.” The Sect Leader glanced at the bag that Pei Zi Yun was carrying. His expression was that of surprise. After cultivating for countless of years, he finally was able to experience this moment. At this point he was trembling slightly. 

“We’re going now?” Pei Zi Yun paused. 

“We’re going now. This mountain is called Free Cloud Mountain. You haven’t been there right? Well we shall bring you up now.” The Sect Leader smiled and waved his hands. Immediately several ox-carts arrived. They were all driven by Daoists. 

Seeing such a scene before him, there wasn’t much to be said. Pei Zi Yun had no choice but to board the carriage, silently protesting. He had not stopped travelling ever since leaving the capital city. 

The ox-cart travelled for hundreds of miles, and halted to a stop finally. Evening was approaching. At the foot of the mountain, there was a stream, where lush vegetation grew all over. Pei Zi Yun cast a glance and realized that this mountain wasn’t very tall. He could see a Monastery and Pagoda within the mountain.

The Sect Leader smiled happily, “This is Free Cloud Mountain. If you follow this path all the way up, you will reach our sect’s mountain.”


Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

The teachers all went to the rock of eternity and brought Psi with them. Wonder Woman, Jason blood, Dr. Fate, Captain Marvel, and Aqua Man They were deliberating who would train him first and how would his training sessions go. Since they were in Captain Marvel's domain. They let him be the one to decide. Using the wisdom of Solomon Captain marvel split it up in several different ways.  The first training session was letting him read countless scrolls of magic all in different languages to him know what to use and how to use it, The second is a practical application of magic with Dr fate, The third was applying magic in combat and stressful situations against teachers it depends on his training style.
"Alright," CM said: "let's get started." the rest of the people stayed behind and watched as Captian Marvel took him into a room full of books and in the middle of the room was a pedestal that was meant for a book to rest on, there were no seats he just had to stand and read a book. Psi spoke for a moment "Okay what book do I start reading?" CM (Captian Marvel ) smiled and closed the door. It was then a single book started flying off the shelf and landed in front of him and this was the beginning of his lessons.
It was then the system spoke up [Want to use your Speed Force powers now? if you choose yes it cannot be turned off but you can control it.] Psi was too excited and nodded his head. Then he time slow down around him and his perspective changed. He began reading at rapid speed and memorized the whole content of the book at the same time his magical power connected with each book as if he created a library within his magical mind palace was this part of his infinite Intelligence, Wisdom, or his physiology? The book flew back into its shelf and another flew out one after the other he kept reading book after book so fast that he felt like it lasted forever. 2 hours later Dr.Fate knocked on the door only to see his pupil asleep as if he has not done anything.  He woke up Psi and said "come on let see if you learned anything. Magical training is hard to even the strongest of mortal have to take their time learning the art of magic. I once had a student named Kent Nelson..." Dr fate just blabbed on to make up for awkward conversation he typically is used to talking to his host body unless he has to speak to others and warn others of impending doom.
As he was walking with Dr. Fate he ended up in the tower of fate somehow through a random door in the Rock of eternity. Dr. Fate walked around through a series of random ass steps they ended up in a random landscape with grassy plains and blue skies with white clouds. Here is your training grounds to apply the magic you learned I will be watching you even though I will not physically be here and with that, he disappeared and different type of beings manifested as if you could call them magical holograms but didn't move or act like creatures. So psi started applying the magic he learned and chanting various spells. Inside the rock of eternity was Dr. Fate was showing a projection to his peers what Psi was doing in the application aspect of magic during a 5-hour time frame and Wonder woman muttered "Great Hera! How many books did he read Captian marvel?" CM silently watched and simply said "it seems like he read them all but there no way he could have finished it in two hours. Jason Blood then interjected " we should ask when he finished reading.. Dr.Fate you said he was sleeping... correct?" Dr fate nodded and they were muttering amongst themselves wondering how this kid read so many books.
In the plains, Psi was not feeling tired but he had no sense of time since the light did not change at all in his environment. He had no idea he spent five hours but what he did think was man this is easy. It was then a portal with an ankh symbol appeared under his feet and he fell right back into the rock of eternity while his teachers watch as he appeared through it. Looking at his teachers and seeing Dr. Fate had his left and right hand forming a symbol with his thumb, middle, ring finger closed while his pinky and index finger was open. His right hand was facing forward and his left hand was under his torso. Everyone but Jason Blood was ready for the third aspect of training. all of them surrounded Psi and told him he was going to be ready to fight. Aqua Man uses his trident to attack and summoned a torrent of water and energy out of it. Wonder Woman used her armbrace jumped on aqua man back and did a flip with a downwards kick with her right leg. Dr Fate was muttering Spells and Shazam waiting for the moment to strike. while you could hear the echos of words in the form of a poem.
"Change, change the form of man. Free the prince forever damned.
Psi turned the water and energy into butterflies crossing his hands and his eyes light up with magical energy. He created a magical barrier made of lighting the moment Wonder Woman that shocked her and repelled her back to a wall. Which also created a chain of electricity that shocked Aqua man. He then turned to CM and cast was muttering a spell but CM moved with the speed of mercury which PSi could watch and his eyes movements sparkled with Speed force energy and he moved at the speed flash did which threw off CM for a second but a second was too slow for PSI it felt like hours. So he used his palm towards CM chest at flash-like speed while continuing his spell he was muttering and shouted "Mystic Chains of the Gods!" Chains restrained CM and he felt like he could not overcome it. Then Dr. Fate use pyrokinesis and Psi then magically absorbed the flame and made it back into magical energy from it manifested source then you could hear the poem finishing up  "Free the might from fleshy mire. Boil the blood in heart of fire. Gone, gone the form of man, Rise the demon Etrigan!"
(A/N: I will try to replicate Entrigan rhyme forgive me if I fail to do so)
Etrigan blew fire at everyone knowing they can dodge it. He jumped while blowing hellfire and said "Child of magic, train you I must!
Rip your soul to shreds, I must not.
no matter how pleasant it sounds to me
I decided to train you near death for fun it is to me!"
He landed in front of psi noticing his clothes were burning but his skin was not because the system was giving him [hellfire resistant: resistant to all types of fires including from those of the fire pits of hell] Then Entrigan laughed and opened a portal to hell itself and dragged Psi in. The others were not shocked they knew it was a risk.
Psi fell into the pits of hell and landed into the burning smoke and brimstone landscape and saw thousands of demons speaking in rhyme. Etrigan was leading an army of demons with various weapons in each demon's hand. Psi didn't think the system was literal when the quest was the training of hell. He was slaughtering demons left and right but did not receive any level-up notification. Finally, the only demon left was Etrigan in that area (understand hell was vast and this was a small part of it) Etrigan was laughing and let loose Psi clothes were ripped to shreds He fought an army but Etrigan was a powerful demon to fight so they fought and fought until Psi was close to exhaustion like Etrigan wanted then he sent them both back.
It was then Psi was given food and drinks by his teacher Etrigan kept staring at him attempting to see his soul. Psi felt a little creeped out then he saw Etrigan chanting "Gone, gone O Etrigan! Rise again (or once more) the form of man!" and Jason blood was back but his face was apologetic. "I am sorry for Etrigan he gets carried away sometimes. If it any consolation he thinks you are worthy of our magical training." Wonder Woman decided to speak up WW: "I would like to know how did you move fast like the flash there more to you than meets the eye I want to make sure we take you back to the watchtower and have the original founders test you some more one by one with computers. It appears magically you are already a master with the little training that we gave you. Psi chuckled and the all teleported via magic back to the watchtower.

A hard-working family man in his 30s stuck in an endless repetition of living in a mundane world. The only joy that made him happy is his wife, kids, and DC comics. Unfortunately, He was murdered because someone who was wearing a MAGA hat saw him and his family speaking in sign language and mistaken their method of communication for gang signs. 

Because of that, he called his friends as he tailed the deaf family before they could even get home and confronted them with his buddies screaming "stupid wetbacks how dare you! you guys come here to my country America and steal our jobs! MS13 does not belong here!" BANG BANG BANG BANG! 

The Man dying and his the rest of his family dead, while attempting to defend them and fight back their only crime, was being deaf and mixed with Mexican, Puerto Rican, and El Salvadorian.  In his dying breath as he held his family one last time thinking GOD I wish I had superpowers so nobody family could go through what we went through.  GASP fade to black.  

A mysterious being spoke "I heard your prayers yet I cannot send you back to your world I will reincarnate you to DC Universe" A voice thundered from the being and a flash of light surrounded the man's soul before it faded to nothingness.

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