Running from her past, will Mel find more trouble ahead or a place to finally exhale?

Yusei Karagami since he was born has always had an obsession with cars, classic cars, muscle cars, sports cars, JDM cars, super cars, hyper cars. He dreamed every night of being a professional race car driver, until one fateful day, he died and got reincarnated, into a world where cars are living things and most importantly the dominant species.

Yusei Yagami since he was born has always had an obsession with cars, classic cars, muscle cars, sports cars, JDM cars, super cars, hyper cars. He dreamed every night of being a professional race car driver, until one fateful day, he died and got reincarnated, into a world where cars are living things and most importantly the dominant species.

Nelly White is rich. 

Cole Cross is poor.

She drives expensive cars. 

He repairs cars. 

The only thing they have in common is their ability to piss each other off. Nelly wants to prove that she has more power and wasn't afraid to show it, but Cole wants to prove to her having a lot of money didn't mean anything when he could use this strength to push her against the wall and burn out the fire inside her.

There were bodies everywhere. Cars slowing moving or speeding across the road. No one would wake up. Then the sun came up, and things only got worse.

He has everything, money , luxurious house, cars and a an overwhelming number of businesses.

What he wants he will get that's one of his motto, but that all changes because of one woman.

He has everything, money , luxurious house, cars and a an overwhelming number of businesses.

He who doesn't want to commit and trap himself in a situation were he might not get out.

Changes because of one woman, the woman who manage his world from its orbit, the woman who became his everything.

But everything falls into brute situation when he found out the past of his wife

Masahiro was sleeping soundly in his bed until he was awakened, this time he was awakened by James Hetfield of Metallica. he suddenly got up to bed to take a shower, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair. the Japanese tiptoed to Riley's room, quietly reached to the air horn, and blasted at him as his alarm clock wasn't loud enough to wake the 11-year-old up, it did, He fell on his bed while being bewildered as Masahiro interrupt his dream.

"good morning, sleepyhead!" Masahiro said while having a shit-eating grin

Riley wanted to scream at his face but he never said a word as the little kid know what he did to the brunet the other day, Riley took the same matter as Masahiro and they sat down for breakfast, they said their goodbyes to start their days in school to work. Masahiro insisted to bike his way to school rather than taking a bus there, he wore a black hoodie with a white T-shirt, jeans, and Nike sneakers while peddling like he's Lance Armstrong

Harvey Woods High School was considered the largest public school in the Midwest, before it was Harvey Woods, it was supposed to be a golf course and a resort until the person who started the project was halted due to embezzlement of construction funds, it was resumed with new management and opted for a school instead, the facilities consist of a theater, a sports gymnasium to fit indoor sports and indoor pool, baseball field, golf course, football field, soccer field, rugby field, hockey rink, and track and field. four school buildings that were divided into four to accommodate the staggering number of students, the school's parking lot is wide enough to park not only staff cars (even motorcycles) and student vehicles, even school buses as well, and there's a terminal for extended golf carts for those who are too lazy to walk their butts out to navigate the entire school, it was nearly mistaken as a private school or a university due to landmass, originally Harvey Woods used to be an average size of a normal high school but somebody burned it down during the summer of 2013, the arsonists were still on the run today

the delayed project for the golf course resort combo ended up for a school instead and the financier of the construction came from Everett Dawson, the multi-millionaire and the alumni of the burned down the school, and the donation drive from across the country.

Masahiro made it on time and parked the bike on the bike rack while students are parking their vehicles at the parking lot, one of the cars that caught his eye was a red Chevrolet Camaro with Black racing stripes, the model seemed to came out in 2014, the driver of the said vehicle belittled the protagonist for cycled his way to school with a Guitar case still linked to his backpack (those stitches are strong as fuck) but he didn't care until he replied without skipping a beat

"nice car out here for a driver acting like a total prick on the first day of school"

"say that again, punk?" he snarled at him

"oh, nothing, just make sure you don't park your car at the PWD Parking Spot" Masahiro replied

the Japanese aren't wrong either, the Camaro was indeed parked in the PWD parking space but the driver doesn't have time for it, Masahiro took his bag and case and went inside the school, every new student was handed out maps of the school to avoid getting lost or late in class, lockers are also available for new students if they walk up to the reception area, they were given keys to their respective lockers while thinking about their locker combination, some of which put dates on their birthdays, their parents birthdays, anniversaries, and all the jazz. Masahiro meanwhile, used the date where Freddie Mercury laid down to rest in his Garden Lodge Mansion of Kensington, United Kingdom.

the locker space was enough to fit the guitar case he had brought to school, The Gibson Les Paul Junior White, and a few of his textbooks, he was introduced to the class as the new transfer student from Japan with Mrs. Billie Jean Jackson, she have a long frizzy hair with a yellow dress, Black skin, white unbuttoned polo, and high heels. her age was around her mid 30's but she's a beauty

"Hi, I'm Masahiro Kishinuma from Yokohama, Kanagawa Prefecture in Japan. It's nice to meet you all" he greeted

"Nice to meet you Mr. Kishinuma, I hope you have a good time here in Harvey Woods, you may sit down with Keshawn," Mrs. Billie Jean said

Masahiro walks down the row to take a seat while the prick from earlier tried to pull his seat to make him fall but Keshawn stops him to do so, the brunet sat down with his backpack and calmly listen to the lesson, the classroom layout looks like a normal classroom while the seat colors are the school colors: Black and Golden Yellow, their mascot were Sir Scott Woods of Harvey Woods High School's varsity team. during the passing period, Masahiro switched his textbooks to the appropriate subject and went to class, next subject was Literature.

the teacher wore a teal polo shirt with brown pants, his name was Mr. Edward Johnson but the students called him Mr. Squidward due to his dry sense of humor, wit, and pessimistic attitude that matched the personality of the cartoon character, minus the clarinet gig. recess has started and students were gone in a flash while Masahiro was left behind

"Mr. Kishinuma? Recess already started"  Mr. Edward said in a monotone voice

"wait, oh, my bad Mr. Johnson" Masahiro replied while looking at his watch

"don't worry about it, I did that before since college" he also said

Masahiro got up and went back to his locker to fish out his guitar case and entered the cafeteria, the school cafeteria was as big as the food court of Mall of America in Bloomington, Minnesota, it was different than any other school cafeteria exists in this country as the food was made by the best quality rather than eating the same junk as other schools made, vending machines filled with soda, chips, biscuits, and chocolates that were ready to serve you with a dollar in your hand or a water fountain with a spout for those who bring a tumbler to school.

the snack of the day was Cuban Sandwich and Breakfast Burritos, both have the meat and vegan options in the bay while the cafeteria cooks were noted for possible allergens when cooking as well, some of which are graduated from culinary school, when the Japanese received a wrapped sandwich with an accompaniment of French fries, a bowl of salad, a small milk carton, and a side of napkins. Masahiro meets up with Keshawn and his friends, the brunet then came back with a cold can of of iced coffee

"yo, can you speak English?" the black teenager asked

"yes I do, do you have a problem with that?" Masahiro said

"holy shit, when do you learn to speak English?" the Black girl asked another

"Seinfeld and Coronation Street through VHS, but I can play the guitar and the piano altogether" he replied while eating the Cubano

"sweet, I'm Keshawn and these are my cousins Felicia and Brian. and you must be Masa- I didn't get the memo earlier"

"Kishinuma, Masahiro, you can call me Hiro if you're having trouble pronouncing my name" Masahiro introduced to them

"what's up man," Brian said

The Japanese made friends with the African Americans while eating lunch, the Camaro driver and his goons decided to mess with the weaker students to appease their amusement, Keshawn and his cousins groaned at how much an asshole to that guy, Masahiro finished his sandwich and the salad was next to his gullet while he washed it down with canned ice coffee

"it's Jeremy, the popular kid, and popular asshole" Felicia groaned

"tch, he's the guy who drove a red Camaro? he's gonna get his car towed away, must have been a couple of times he did it before coming back to school" Masahiro shakes his head with disbelief

"How did you know that?" she asked

"I'm guessing parking fees that he didn't pay for a long time, he's a rich kid for what I know" the brunet replied

"I'll give ya cash if that's legit," Keshawn said while pulling out dollar bills

"deal, If I don't, I will give you the same amount" Masahiro replied again

"yo, Jeremy! your car's getting towed away!" the student said out loud

Jeremy bolted to the parking lot and he saw his priceless car getting towed away by a towing company, Masahiro, Keshawn, and Felicia ran outside to see Jeremy's misfortune and the Japanese won the bet of ten dollars while muttering 'called it', the blonde driver heard it, rallied up to Masahiro and pinned him on the pillar, the blondes' eyes are filled with rage while the Japanese act cool with eye contact

"what did you just said!?" Jeremy shouted on top of his lungs

"Easy big guy, I didn't call the towing company to do that, if you shouldn't have paid your ticket fees" Masahiro calmly replied

"say that again!?" Jeremy raised his fist to Masahiro

"go ahead, I dare you, don't try my patience or you'll regret it" he barked back to him

"Hey hey hey! that's enough, he has nothing to do with your car, man!" Keshawn shouted

"you know what, fine! I'll give him a duel, no fistfights, however, a simple guitar show-off. make the best Guitarist wins" Jeremy declared

Jeremy declared a guitar show off in the school gymnasium Thursday at 3:15
o' clock, the group of five came back to the cafeteria until the bell rang, Brian took guard of his Bass and thanked him for keeping in watch from possible thieves, the bass later came back to his locker while retrieving his textbooks for Mr. Johnathan Beach and Ms. Isabelle DiMartino.

their teacher was in his early 50s, donning grey hair over Black with a blue suit and a burgundy red necktie, blue eyes, slightly tanned skin, and a clean-shaven face, the students and staff called him Miami due to being born and raised in Tampa Bay, Florida or a play on his surname, the class may be boring but the teacher added some flair for brightening up their mood to listen.

the next class is Mathematics, Masahiro's weak point, the teacher in her late 20s wore a red button-up shirt with a pink and orange skirt, red high heels, tanned skin, 36 D Cup Bust, Black eyes, and Black long hair with a yellow hairband. everyone else fell in love, especially gays, bisexuals, and lesbians, with her due to her makeup and great personality, but she's not the one who you messing with, she practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu during her college days and she's still a pro today, she's a seventh-degree black belt from the martial arts she skilled for, Masahiro meanwhile, has a brown belt in Krav Maga before moving to the United States and he's close to grasping for the black belt as soon as he returned to Japan.

Good thing the caffeine he brought during recess wake him up during Math Class, in which he's getting a hard time finding a way to solve the question from the whiteboard to the exam papers, the bell rings for lunch and everyone scurried out to the cafeteria to eat lunch.

the meal of the day was Grilled Chicken Breast with Succotash, Salisbury Steak, and Corn Chowder, the school's population was around 70% White, 30% Black, 20% Asians, 10% Others (Europeans, Native Americans, and Hispanics). same table, but different meals, Brian got Salisbury Steak while Felicia helped herself with Corn Chowder, and lastly, Keshawn and Masahiro had Grilled Chicken with Succotash, the same talk about everything until the Japanese pulled out his guitar.

he twists the knobs of the guitar while plucking the strings for the right tunes until Masahiro build up the rhythm to American Idiot by Green Day while using a 1970 British Sixpence Coin as the plectrum, the only thing was missing was the Amplifier, ever since his guitar was destroyed by a religious zealot, he was receiving donations from people who are concerned about his downfall, it was estimated about $40,400 (¥4 182, 127.20), five guitars (ranging from Fender Stratocaster to the Sterling Maj100), two Bass Guitars (both Fender Precision Bass but different color scheme), $400 dollar soundproof padding, three guitar pedals, an acoustic guitar, ten guitar picks, and three Amplifiers. the 10,550 was sent to his bank account while he gave his mother the other half for the financials, which he thanked the donators for their kind help and especially with the guitars and equipment.

Masahiro received a message from his mother, she said that the music equipment that he received from the donations were sent to America by Mr. E while the postal fees are answered by him, he exactly knew he's gonna beat Jeremy from a guitar show.

as Lunch was finished while his guitar was exchanged for a science textbook while getting ready for Ms. Wimbledon, her build was similar to Mrs. Jackson but dreadlocks instead of the usual frizzy hair, but she wore a black T-shirt with AC/DC written in red text, red/blue/green/yellow checkered skirt (with black shorts underneath), and brown flat shoes. rumors said that she and Ms. Natalie Agreste were engaged last year before Nicholas Williams' demise. 

the rumors might be correct due to their engagement ring had their initials etched in there. during class, Ms. Wimbledon noticed the transferee and he quickly introduces himself as the teacher didn't get the memo earlier but she understands now and continued the lesson until the bell rings to Foreign Class

each student are assigned to each Foreign Language taught in the curriculum, some picked Spanish, some also tried Japanese, the other one is Mandarin, while Masahiro checked on the schedule for his Foreign Language Classes: it's German from Monday to Tuesday while French starts in Wednesday to Thursday, Masahiro sat down with his fellow batchmates who are ready to learn German and boy, it was a rough time for Masahiro to learn the language.

during music classes, Mrs. Hammersmith teach about the fundamentals of music and arts, in which some students know how to play an instrument of their choice, as the bell signaled that the class is concluded, Masahiro waved goodbye to Keshawn and Company while Jeremy flipped the bird at Masahiro for towing his ride (he got picked up by his dad), which the brunet decided to take up driving lessons as soon as he gets a part time job to buy a second hand car, as he passed by to a used car dealership, an array of vehicles from Ford to Honda are up to sale, there's a few Lada 2106 that were imported from Europe and are up to sale for a two thousand dollars for the car due to the rarity of the brand being sold in the United States, there's even a few Mustangs, both 60s to 70s and 2000s models are also available for sale, even Pick-Ups, SUVs, Station Wagons, and Sedans too, especially Crown Victoria and Taurus (both Civilian and Police Interceptor models)

Masahiro shrugged off and continue to peddle back to the Collins' Residence while the owner of the dealership sighed as his potential customer had no intention to buy their products even though the Japanese didn't have a driver's license yet.

at the house, Robert had search for a great dinner recipe while dozen of cookbooks are sprawled out of the kitchen, Sheryl won't be home until nine o'clock due to her stint in the IT Department of a large office firm, she got a $30,000 salary, combined with the current income of $40,000 from working at the music studio called Orpheus Recording Studio, one of the finest music studio in America and Robert worked there as an audio engineer and a sound operator. back in the kitchen, Masahiro parked the bike inside the garage while placing his backpack and the guitar case in the sofa to see the patriarch of the Collins Family, confused about the dinner that he's going to cook while his wife is in overtime, cookbooks revealing cuisine from another culture, luckily they already brought groceries before Masahiro arrived in Michigan.

"Hiro! thank God you came home, did you received my text before going home?" Robert asked

"shit, I forgot" he cussed back

"Hiro, language! good thing Riley isn't home to hear that, he was at his friend's house from soccer practice" he replied back

"does he? I would teach him some skills or two, what are we cooking tonight?" Masahiro asked Robert

"I dunno, how about son of a gun Stew?"

"too cumbersome to make"

"how about Rotisserie Chicken?"

"sounds great but that's gonna hurt your gas bill"

"you got a point there kid, what about Beef Stroganoff?"

"brilliant, I got Boneless Ribeye in the freezer and pasta at the pantry, do you want with rice or potatoes?

"potatoes, rice gonna take longer without a rice cooker"

"good, we got leftover Chowder last night, you can reheat it while I'm cooking dinner, there's a lot of packages in your room"

Masahiro nodded while dumping the Chowder to a pot and reheat while going to his room and changed, he saw guitar cases filled with five guitars while crates of Amplifiers and wires, the soundproof paddings, and a parcel of Guitar picks that are ready to be used for a guitar session until he installed the soundproof paddings in the walls, which it takes a minute without any hassle due to minimal posters that were hung up on the drywall, flick the switches of the Amplifier, insert the wire to the guitar and strummed a few solos until Robert send him a text message to eat dinner while finishing the Thunderstruck solo from AC/DC, the guitar he shredded earlier was the red Sterling Maj100 John Petrucci Signature.

they ate dinner with Riley after heading home soon from his friend's house from practice, Masahiro decided to give away one of his guitar and a few equipment after dinner but that was in the meantime, right now, he's prepared for bed and slept in. around midnight, Riley knocked on his room while Masahiro got up and quietly cussed, opened the door to reveal a weeping eleven year-old boy, wearing yellow pajamas with blue threads and socks while the Japanese wore a black tanktop with blue and white stripes boxer shorts covering his plain white underwear and barefoot, his hair was about to be messy in the morning until Riley showed up

"you had a Nightmare?" He bluntly ask Riley

"yes, but I can't wake up mom and dad right now" Riley replied while rubbing his eyes

"I see, there's an inflatable mattress in the closet. grab your blanket and pillows, and I'm sorry for waking you up on morning" Hiro also said

"nah, that's alright. I think I deserve it for being a jerk to you that day" Riley also replied

Masahiro went downstairs to grab an air compressor for the inflatable mattress while Riley got his blanket, pillow, and his baby blue alarm clock. the air compressor is loud but the soundproof paddings muffled the sound of the noisy motor. Riley only to gave notice of the guitars and Amplifiers that Masahiro already have while boxes filled with packing peanuts are about to be thrown out of the trash, the guitars are lined up with guitar stands while the Amps are stacked into twos while the pedals and wires are stored in the closet, the guest bedroom turned into a mini music studio but minus the recording booth

Both Riley and Masahiro fell asleep after  Masahiro turned off the alarm from his cellphone as the blonde kid brought his alarm clock with him, double the chances of getting a headache tomorrow morning, and hopefully he's gonna beat Jeremy's ass on Thursday.

Masahiro Kishinuma is not only a new student from Harvey Woods High School but a replacement bassist for the school band called The Pariahs.

the band was on the brink of decline due to the bassist's homicide, however, they found out it was a murder. they are searching for Nicholas' Killer with the bond of friendship that was about to be built, and sometimes, romantic ties and drama was about to unravel 

All the songs in this story belong to the rightful owners

"I still feel."
A gentle breeze played with the strands of my hair.
Under the warmth of the sun that blows life into my body.
Staring in amazement at the majesty of the pyramids that stood proudly, as if I were not willing to touch.
Down the Nile that never gets tired and provides the value of life.
Home to sailboats stretching out their white wings like flocks of birds flying hand in hand.
Shares the countless numbers of stories, stored in those beautiful white sails.
"Beautiful Egypt, I will return."
I turned off the Ipad after leaving a few verses there. This morning I was sitting sweetly in the cabin seat of the plane that was about to take us away from Egypt. I looked once more towards the view below me, before the plane drifted away and the clouds swallowed my view. The Nile seemingly winding framed by green strips of palm trees growing around on the reddish-yellow dry land. The glare of the sun peeking out from behind the glass window made me put on sunglasses, I looked up at Valter who was reading a book.
"Honey, get some rest, save some energy, so you can look fresh later," Valter soon realized when I turned to look at him.
I tried to close my sleepy eyes, still imagining the trip I had in Egypt that still squeals within me. Pieces of random images of Egypt and its life accompanying my dreams throughout my afternoon.
The sound of the ding from the direction of the plane's speakers woke me up. The sound of the cabin crew informing me that the plane we were on was going to land in the next thirty minutes. It was very uplifting news. I moved my body slowly, so my side was sitting comfortable. Valter was already smiling while gently thrusting water towards me. I took water from Valter's hand and drank it immediately. While I was drinking Valter again thrust bread and pudding on a small tray.
"You skipped lunch, I didn't have the heart to wake you up, since it looked like you were sleeping deeply," he said again.
I immediately finished the pudding and bread, my stomach was indeed churning but I deliberately didn't eat any heavy food. I did not want to mess up the trip by nausea and fullness due to the aroma of heavy food.
"Thank you, honey," I said after feeling pretty full.
Valter shifted towards me and kissed my forehead. I then smoothed my hair, opened the plane window and straightened my seat position, and started to get ready for landing. We made a safe landing at Ivato international airport located in the city of Antananarivo, Madagascar.
After finishing our immigration business we immediately stepped out picking up our luggage. Several times I glanced back at the ticket in my hand, making sure that we were in the right city. "What's the matter, honey, have you looked confused and agitated?"
"Honey, aren't we in the wrong place? We're in Madagascar, Africa aren't we?" I asked, looking into Valter's eyes.
Valter looked into my eyes. "Yes dear, we have just landed in Antananarivo, the capital of Madagascar," he said laughing.
"Why?" I pointed to the passer-bys as we stepped outside the airport, with their faces glued to us in confusion.
Madagascar people have a physical form that is almost similar to Indonesians, my feelings start to feel mixed, such as looking at the physical reflection of the nation itself, thinking I was back in Indonesia. Valter laughed, and walked closer to embrace me. "Madagascar society is dominated by Malagasy people, the story is told through generations, that people from the archipelago or Malays came centuries ago through ship expeditions to Madagascar," said Valter.
"So their ancestors were Indonesians?" I asked still with a face of amazement that I could not hide.
Valter nods as he walked to a nearby waiting taxi, and opened the door that will take us to the hotel in the city.
My eyes were on the hotel service driver who took us. The man was physically very similar to an Indonesian man. He also introduced himself by the name of Andry, a name that is common in Indonesia. Andry said 'salama' when greeting us the first time, as heard the greeting 'congratulations' that we usually use in Indonesia when greeting.
The hilly city is dominated by narrow roads that go up sharply and also down. Sometimes cars have to stop for a while to let vehicles from other directions pass. It feels chaotic and jammed with a dense number of people who are active on the sidewalks. The pulse of the city's activities seems to be competing against the cars, taxis, buses, pick up cars, motorcycles and rickshaws pulled by people who later became known as poussepousse-a kind of local transportation that was pulled using people power, such as Japanese transportation during the time of the Meiji kingdom.
It's interesting to notice the atmosphere of the city in the middle of a car that runs slowly into the heart of the city. It is very easy to find various foods in the city, the rows of restaurants and street food are almost scattered everywhere. Yellow umbrellas of food vendors, food carts on the roadside, all those sights remind me of the atmosphere in Asia, such as returning home to taste. I also swallowed saliva when I saw the sight of mothers selling food such as satay and being cooked on the side of the road. Oh, I miss home.
Speaking of satay, my mind immediately floated considering my favorite satay place in Jakarta, Hein often invited me to enjoy satay 'gang catfish' in jatinegara area. East Jakarta, Indonesia- a traditional market area in Jakarta that has been legendary for a long time- known as Mester. It is said that the legendary satay has been established since Hein's grandfather was young, this satay business has been passed down through generations from the original founder.
Clearly remembering, the sound of keroncong music, accompanying and entertaining the visitors who came alternately. Occasionally puffs of satay smoke filled the market. My favorite dish on the menu is a plate of tongseng with spicy sambal, 10 skewers with large pieces with slices of chili and onions with sosro bottled tea. I know it sounds like an advertisement, but that's okay, count the extensions for the bottled tea fortune. There is also a selection of cincau ice offered by the ice carts that often pass by the place.
The place was never deserted by visitors, although having to sit at a table with unknown people, did not stop our desire to enjoy the food, and the typical music of old times in the place.
The hoarseness of romanticism from old musicians accompanied by two or three classical guitars and old cellos often singing past hits that are rarely heard in the present, such as 'bengawan solo or 'aryati' blending intimately, making out the senses of taste and sense of hearing, as well as a feeling of longing for the visitors who come.
For me, until now there is no satay that can beat the taste of satay gang catfish.
"Baby, let's go." Valter touched my arm, as I woke up from my daydream about a plate of fat satay alley catfish, unknowingly the car that took us from the airport to the hotel had reached its destination.
I lifted up and slowly got out of the car, watching the driver who helped drop our luggage.
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This story focuses on the journey of a girl "Jade Marry William" (24 years) traveling around 1000 cities. Starting with being disappointed with her current reality of her unfair life.

Living alone from her teens, and betrayed by the her first love who she spent 7 years with.

A journey that opens her mind, calls her to rebuild her life goals, as well as enriched her knowledge of history and world culture. A packed love story with several male, friendships, intrigue of revenge, and betrayal.

How is Jade living her life as a traveler?

Who will Jade hook up with and stop her adventuring with?


I really need input, criticism and suggestions from readers.
I hope the novel can entertain readers.

With love,
iyaneiyane

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I clutch the bloody phone in my hand, where has she went?... I need to find her, I look at the phone and fear the worst, what if...what if she's not herself ....what if she's.... she's turned?, I shake my head, no this is no time to be thinking of things like such, I look around the torn apart room looking for something anything that could tell me where she went, and then I see it, a map on the wall with  a city marked. I walk over to the map and take a gander at it , my eyes widen ATLANTA! Why why of all places Atlanta that's about 330.9 miles from here and if the military has set up a refugee camp there...it will be a slaughter the geeks will run out of food in the countryside and converge on the big city's. I have to do this for lacy she would do it for me so I'm going to do it for her...then I realize it I haven't given one thought to my mother.i race home and I get to the front door but somethings off all the lights are on the cars are here but both of the doors are wide open my mom is always asleep at this time, I steadily walk up the stairs into the house and what I see is something I wasn't expecting, all the pictures were gone off the walls the photo albums,silver,guitars,cloths just gone there all gone there could only be two explanations for this , looters or she got the hell outa doge and I was hoping to god it was the second one because I didn't want to find my mothers lifeless body in the closet. I grab the side arms I keep in my bedside table and the shotgun and high powered rifle off the rack on the wall and load up my mustang with all the supplies I could and set off on my journey to Atlanta.a few hours later I'm out of gas and I'm in the middle of no where, or so I thought I come up on this old farm house it seems untouched or so I hoped the last thing I need is a geek eating my face off. I cautiously walk around the house and up the steps I look all around me till I hear a click and the cold metal of a gun barrel pressed to the back of my head. Son this is private property your trespassing, I hold up my hands to show I am no threat, sir I'm just a boy looking for his family, I slowly turn around to look at a father and his daughter about my age 17 or so , sir I'm no looter or killer I'm just me, he lowers the gun and waves me in to have a seat , so I do as I'm told but as I walk by him I say , I take it you never handled a gun before?, he looks at me confused and I point to the safety, the safety is still on. I go and sit down on the couch and the mans daughter sits across from me just staring at me, the man walks up to me and said,son what is your name I thought on it for a minute and came to the conclusion that I don't trust these people just yet, you may call me reaper, the man raised an eyebrow, ok "reaper" where are you from and where are you headed, well I'm from a little town called Summerdale and I'm headed to Atlanta, the man looks at me with sadness, son Atlanta was the first big city to fall it's overrun with them what do ya call them walking... no walkers?. I put my head in my hands, the man puts a hand on my sholder and said, son your family could have gotten out gone to someplace safer don't give up hope just yet. That's when I decided to ask this man and his daughter if they would like to tag along with me.

"How about the exam this time you haven't said yet?" Qing Ge said with a light smile, "Since it is to celebrate, how should I know the results? And give you a gift."
    "The city's first. Achievement, I was directly admitted by the major music department of A, so I don't need a gift. Let me eat a meal with me." Although Li Yun usually has a quiet temper, he still can't hide his joy in this situation.
    "..." Qing Ge no longer knows what to say. You said that you ran to register for the exam on a whim and accidentally took the first place. Why should those people who have practiced for so long feel like this?
    "The test is so good, a gift is definitely required. Is there a suitable guitar for you? Just give you this, don't you plan to buy it?" Qing Ge said with a smile, "It's really unexpected, and the test is so good. , What do you do if you let those people who have practiced diligently for so long? Do you want to hit the wall."
    Li Yun was a little bit dumbfounded: "I don't know, that's how I passed it, and I was surprised when I got the results. "I
    will take you to dinner at that time, now I will pick a guitar." Qing Ge patted him on the shoulder.
    Qing Ge is holding the jam, standing on the wall with various guitars, a little dumbfounded, he really can't tell these things, what's the difference? They look almost the same, I guess they won't be far behind, right?
    Although Li Yun couldn't compare to those experts, he played the guitar for a few years. He took a look at it and asked the clerk to give him two to try.
    Qing Ge waited there. He checked the body first, grabbed the neck with his hand, and touched it again. Then, after listening to the sound of the strings, he tuned and played a few more times. Then he raised his head satisfied: " Brother, I want this, okay?" The
    clerk smiled and explained, "This handsome guy's technique is very professional. Many people who play music come to us to buy guitars. They also choose this way, watching, listening, and trying. . "
    " I do not really understand them, you feel fit enough, still need to look at other right? anyway, we do not hurry, you can see more. "Young Singer shallow laughs.
    "No need." Li Yun is sometimes stubborn. After he has a choice, he won't consider other things, so he decided this.
    "Okay, then ask the boss to install it for you." Qing Ge smiled and looked around again, seeing the various musical instruments in the store, and finally his eyes fell on the piano in the corner.
    Qingge is not as powerful as he imagined, and it is not capable of everything. He used it, except for the beautiful characters, and the instrument only played the piano. That was because his mother often played it to him when he was young. He couldn't help but learn it with curiosity. of.
    At this moment, seeing the whole black piano, I still couldn't help itching my hands. Qing Ge walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and pressed a few keys, heard the familiar sound, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
    He hasn't touched the piano for a long time. Since his mother passed away, he didn't dare to be too conspicuous in Lin's family alone. He has been very low-key, and that's it.
    However, now, Qing Ge smiled slightly. He knew what gift to give to the man, so he would play a piece for him. The piano can be placed in the living room. If Jing Ge wants to listen to him, he should play it. happy.
    Li Yun was still a little surprised when he heard the sound of the piano. He turned to see that Qing Ge was standing there and looking down at the piano. His slender fingers pressed a few keys at random, and the sound that was completely different from that of the guitar came out. The technique must be something someone who understands the piano.
    Jam squatted on the ground honestly, his tail swinging happily, not sure if he understood.
    "Brother, do you know how to play the piano?" Li Yun walked over and asked curiously.
    Qing Ge raised her head and smiled slightly and said, "I haven't walked for many years. I have only learned a little before, so I can play a few tunes."
    "Why don't you let them tune you, sit down and try it, maybe you can play well. Yeah." Li Yun said with a light smile.
    As soon as the voice fell, the clerk had already walked up and was about to tune the tone. Qing Ge laughed and said, "It's good, I tried a few times just now. It's okay. I'm quite satisfied. Do you have time to deliver your goods this weekend?"
    Qing Ge made up his mind to give a man the piano as a gift, so he just gave it a try. Without being too particular about it, he planned to buy it. He is not a professional pianist, but the person who listens is important.
    "Yes, our service is the best. It will be delivered to the door within the specified time. At the same time, the master has tuned in the past, and during the warranty period, all damage to the piano will be our responsibility." The clerk smiled and introduced today. I really met a big customer and made two valuable orders at once.
    "Then come here at ten o'clock this Sunday morning. The address is Fengyu Community. This is my contact information." Qing Ge smiled and filled out the customer form.
    "Okay, sir, do you need anything else? If you don't need it, please pay here."
    Qing Ge glanced at Li Yun and smiled, "Li Yun, do I need anything else?"
    Li Yun shook his head He smiled and said, "No, I have them all." When the
    payment came out, it was still early, and Qing Ge looked at the time: "Li Yun, do you want to eat? It's only past three o'clock. Will dinner be earlier?"
    "Brother, you decide, I can do it." Li Yun seemed to be in a good mood today. He talked a lot more than usual and smiled a lot.
    Qing Ge blinked, is it appropriate for the two of them to go shopping? But here are all shops, clothing stores, and only a few food stores.
    "Let's go inside the mall, it's a bit sun-dried outside."
    Qing Ge suggested with a smile, naturally unaware that this decision almost scared his man to death.
    In the shopping mall, Qing Ge and Li Yun held a bottle of yogurt alone. Qing Ge still had a bag of yogurt hanging on his wrist. This obviously looked very indecent, but he did not violate it at all.
    The two of them wandered to various shops while drinking yogurt. Qingge saw that there was something suitable, so he pushed Li Yun to try it.
    People are sentimental. Although he is not as familiar with Li Yun as Yu Chen, but after getting along for so long, he still treats him as a younger brother, and Li Yun is very quiet, not noisy, and has his own. Thoughts, it's very comfortable to get along with.
    The shopping mall is still crowded with people and the atmosphere is harmonious, so naturally I don't know what terrible things are happening outside.
    There was a crossroad in front of the piano shop. Not long after Qingge and the others entered, a major car accident occurred there. Two cars collided, and several cars behind them collided, blocking the entire traffic.
    In the first two cars that collided and caused the entire crash, the driver died on the spot, while the other people in the car were seriously injured, and the rear-end vehicle was also slightly injured and seriously injured. The traffic police, police, and medical staff arrived in the first place.
    Duan Yujing and Shen Ningyu are in the living room, discussing specific matters of cooperation with Xia Qingyuan and Zhang Jia.
    When they finished their discussions, Duan Yujing was walking back with the documents. The TV installed in the corridor was reporting the traffic accident in which two people died and a dozen people were seriously injured.
    When Duan Yujing heard that it was Xu Yuanlu, the documents in his hand were scattered all over the place. He tilted his head to look at the TV in amazement, with shock and disbelief in his eyes.
    Shen Ningyu didn't know what was going on next to him. It was the first time I saw Yu Jing that he was so gaffe after knowing Yu Jing for so long. In the past, even if the cooperation talks collapsed, he was still calm. So watching the TV news, it was a little strange: "Yu Jing, what's wrong? A car accident? Isn't Xuyuan Road in the city center?"
    Xia Qingyuan and Zhang Jia also felt a little strange.
    Duan Yujing seemed to be grabbed by something in his heart. He walked quickly to the elevator, took out his mobile phone and dialed Qingge's number as he walked. His baby was there and his life was there!
    Shen Ningyu didn't expect him to pick up a file. The friend had already run away. No matter how stupid he was, he realized that it was wrong. He followed up with the file, while waiting for the elevator, and asked, "Yu Jing, don't worry. What's the matter?"
    Qingge's phone call has been unable to get through, Duan Yujing kept telling himself that he would not, the baby would not be inside, he just didn't have time to hear the call.
    Xia Qingyuan also followed, and saw the calm and self-confident person showing this uneasy expression. He felt a little uncomfortable. He said that you can let go. It's not love, but he didn't dare to do anything beyond the distance. Friends can't do it.
    Duan Yujing put down the phone and took a deep breath, "The baby is there."
    "What?!" Shen Ningyu was a little surprised, "Isn't Qing Ge at home? Why did he go there?" The
    remaining two people were shocked.
    The elevator had arrived, and Duan Yujing didn't answer him, and ran directly to the car, at a speed that left several people behind.
    Shen Ningyu mobilized the car to follow, and made a call to his friend: "Siming, in the car accident on Xuyuan Road, have the wounded been sent to your subordinate hospital?"
    "Well, yes, there are too many wounded, one after another. After being sent here, the hospital has already mobilized staff for treatment. What's the matter?"
    Shen Ningyu paused: "Look at the list of wounded. Qing Ge was near there just now. Yu Jing knew that he had rushed past crazy now. "
    Okay, wait for me to check and call you later." Huo Siting said over there.
    Obviously, Duan Yujing squeezed in half of the 20-minute journey. As soon as he parked the car, he hurried down.
    Shen Ningyu caught up with him as soon as he stopped, and hurriedly said, "Yu Jing, Yu Jing, calm down first, don't look for it by yourself, let's ask the police."
    "Let go!" Duan Yujing shook off his hand and ran to the front. Yes, every time I look at a wounded, I breathe a sigh of relief, it's not Xiao Qingge, it's not his treasure.
    The scene of the car accident was messy. Some cars were deformed and bloodstained. Some people were crying there. Duan Yujing didn't care about the image at all. He looked at them patiently one by one, and no one could stop them.
    Xia Qingyuan saw him like this and wanted to go up to stop him. Zhang Jia grabbed his arm and shook his head: "What are you talking about? He can't hear him now."
    Shen Ningyu didn't feel good about him, but he asked the police. They were still too busy to confirm the list. They couldn't verify their identities. They had to follow Duan Yujing to find them, hoping that there would be no Xiaoqingge in it, otherwise Duan Yujing would be destroyed.
    In the shopping mall, Qing Ge was tired from walking with Li Yun while holding the jam. He sat on the bench to rest. He just took out his mobile phone to check the time and found several calls from his man. He was suddenly panicked. Jing Ge must have something. Otherwise, it would be impossible to make so many calls, and the shopping mall was so noisy that he didn't even hear one.
    "Li Yun, take the jam and go down quickly. They said there was a car accident in front of the mall. I'll go and see." Qing Ge called to Li Yun and ran down quickly. He was so stupid that he heard the news of the car accident. I couldn't get through his phone again, so I might as well worry about it.
    Li Yun didn't ask anything, and ran off with the jam.
    Qing Ge just opened the revolving door of the mall, and at a glance, he saw the man who was constantly identifying the wounded in the sun not far away. He walked to the deformed car to check if there was any problem. He was talking with the police and the nurse. His nose was sore. How proud of his man, now for a news that may not exist, he hastily ran here, regardless of his image, looking for him one by one like crazy, why didn't he hear the call!
    "Brother Jing! Duan Yujing! I am here!" Qing Ge ran outside the cordon and shouted inside.
    Duan Yujing's movements stopped and raised his head in disbelief. After discovering that it was not his hallucination, he was ecstatic, there was no treasure in it, and his little Qingge stood there well.
    "Papa!"
    Duan Yujing walked quickly and hugged Xiao Qingge into his arms with too much force, as if he was about to rub him into the blood. The yogurt carried by Qing singer was also knocked to the ground and rolled out.
    "Baby, fortunately without you, fortunately..." Duan Yujing buried his head in his neck, repeating this sentence over and over again, his voice still trembling from the panic just now.
    Qing Ge was distressed, and stretched out his hand to comfort him over and over again: "Well, I am here, it's okay, it's okay, I've always been by your side, always."
    The scene of the two embracing each other made those who are hurting for their loved ones. The people of are a little touched, the happiest thing is that the family and lover are all with him to confirm that he is safe and sound.
    Shen Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief and called Huo Si Mo to report that he was safe. This little fairy almost didn't scare Yu Jing to death.
    Li Yun followed Qingge and saw this scene completely. At this moment, he stood a few steps away and watched with the jam. He didn't suffer. This man truly loved him and was worth it.
    Xia Qingyuan and Zhang Jia were still standing there, seeing the scene where Qing Ge shouted Duan Yujing, the scene where they embraced each other, and the scene where Qing Ge comforted them. Really, some people's positions are absolutely absolute. Yes, Duan Yujing loves Qingge as his life.

This is a machine translation

Description
Lin Qingge’s body was pathetically weak, so weak that just taking a few steps would make him gasp for breath. His own family treated him like he didn’t exist. His birth mother died when he was young and his father promptly remarried and knocked his stepmom up. His father didn’t like him, his stepmom looked askance at him and his step siblings coveted his position. Who told him to be the lawful eldest with inheritance rights?

When Lin Qingge was eighteen he came out of the closet, creating a huge rift between him and his family. It was all for that guy, Liu Yang. He’d whispered sweet nothings in his ear, saying things like he’d protect him and bs like that. Lin Qingge’s old man blew his top when he found out and promptly disowned him. That didn’t matter to Lin Qingge, he had Liu Yang afterall. He fully believed in that guys words and goodwill.

If only he wasn’t so s*upid…

Ultimately Liu Yang was like a vampire sucking his wealth dry, leaving a husk behind. After pushing Liu Yang to a high position, Lin Qingge finally collapsed in his apartment. It was a sad sorry sight. Closing his eyes, he knew this was the end of him. Who knew he would wake up instead in a different time and a different place?

Eh? What’s this? Well fine! This time I’m gonna hug that brother’s thigh real tight and never let go!

Associated Names 
Q
青歌[重生]

Author
戏楼蒹葭
Xilou Jianjia

Tags
College/University 
Confident Protagonist 
Cute Protagonist 
Devoted Love Interests 
Handsome Male Lead 
Love at First Sight 
Modern Day 
Past Plays a Big Role 
Second Chance 
Sickly Characters 
Weak Protagonist 
Wealthy Characters

After the guitar identification, the charming Ferrari has appeared.
　　 "Steven, show your red cars, I can't wait to see them!"
　　Automobile appraisal expert Robert said excitedly.
　　 He was so excited that he almost danced, and Jones and the other two appraisal experts were the same, with very bright eyes, staring at Ye Tian's backpack, wishing to see through it!
　　 Hearing Robert's words and seeing the performance of the rest of the people in the reception room, David immediately opened his eyes in surprise.
　　 Ferrari car? Did Steven pick up Ferrari from the warehouse? how can that be? Who would throw Ferrari in the abandoned warehouse? If I had, I would definitely put my arms around the tires to sleep on the bed!
　　 Then he looked at Ye Tian, ​​without blinking his eyes, to see what he would show.
　　 "Ok! Gentlemen, the exciting time has come!"
　　 Ye Tian stood up with a smile, reached for his backpack, and took out two 1:43 Ferrari sports car models from the inside. The models were covered with a transparent plexiglass box, and there was no obstruction to his vision.
　　 Then, he put the two red Ferraris burning with passion on the table.
　　 Both are convertible sports cars, one classic and one modern, representing Ferrari's historical heritage, like two burning fires, ready to erupt at any time!
　　 "Gentlemen, these are two 1:43 Ferrari sports car models, namely the Tipol 25, Ferrari's first sports car, and the 2010 SA-Aperta-599-roadster, please enjoy!"
　　 Putting the model away, he sat back in his seat with a smile on his face and tasted the freshly delivered coffee while waiting for the identification result.
　　 "Hot passion! Perfect!"
　　 "Cool! This is the Michelangelo of the automotive industry!"
　　 Several appraisal experts admired a few words, and immediately rushed to the appraisal with enthusiasm.
　　Although he was also surprised and dazzling, David was still at a loss at this time, a little confused!
　　 Two models of Ferrari sports cars are only, so is it necessary to make such a fuss and solemnity? Even if a real Ferrari sports car, that duo may not be expensive, right?
　　 In confusion, he immediately started to ask.
　　 "Steven, can you explain it? Why do you both value these two sports car models more? Isn't it a little fuss?"
　　"David, there is no need to be too surprised with two Ferrari sports car models, even if it is an antique from 1947, but what if it is a few hundred and a full range of Ferrari sports car models?
　　 These sports car models are all made by Fiat, Italy. There are as many hand-made limited editions as the corresponding sports cars, and the model production time is the same as the same sports car!
　　 Another point is that the materials used to make these models are exactly the same as the real cars. That is to say, except that they can't start a speeding, this is a reduced version of the Ferrari.
　　 I not only have 1:43, but also 1:24, 1:18, and even a dozen of 1:8 super-large ratios. Now you can understand why we pay more attention to these models."
　　 Before he finished speaking, David was completely stunned by shock.
　　 "How is it possible? Hundreds of hand-made limited edition Ferrari sports car models, and it is a full series, and there are many antique car models, my God! Am I dreaming?"
　　 Seeing David's appearance, Ye Tian smiled, and did not interrupt, let him continue to be shocked!
　　 Ye Tian's gaze has shifted to several appraisal experts, waiting for them to come up with an authoritative appraisal conclusion, although this conclusion has already been made in his mind!
　　 Five minutes later, the appraisal ended with a burst of praise.
　　 Craftsmanship appraisal expert John began to announce the appraisal conclusion:
　　 "After verification, these two Ferrari sports car models are determined to come from the original Italian Fiat factory, and they are hand-made limited edition Ferrari sports car models,..."
　　 Every word is the same as I expected, without any discrepancy, the most perfect conclusion!
　　 Ye Tian's smile on his face grew brighter, and the green dollar sign in his eyes became clearer!
　　 After the identification, the rest is simple.
　　 Sober David began to review the entrusted auction contract. As long as the contract is okay, several experts will go to Ye Tian's house to appraise the remaining models and the other guitar, and then they can sign the contract.
　　 During the contract review period, Ye Tian began to communicate with Jones on auction arrangements.
　　 As soon as the contract is signed, Sotheby's will issue an announcement immediately, and a preview will be arranged one week later.
　　 The official auction will be in mid-August. At that time, there will be a special auction of handicrafts and modern art. The scale is very large and very suitable. It is only 20 days ago.
　　 Of course, Ye Tian can accept this schedule, and he nodded happily and agreed.
　　 After half an hour, David finished the contract review.
　　 Then everyone drove a commercial vehicle and took a large truck straight to Brooklyn, went to Ye Tian to identify the remaining models and guitars, and finally signed an auction contract.
　　Walking into Ye Tian's house, seeing dozens of storage boxes piled up in the living room, everyone was shocked instantly.
　　 "Gosh! Are these Ferrari limited edition sports car models! How much is it worth?"
　　 The scene in front of him made David go into madness directly.
"Bingo! You guessed it, it's all Ferrari hand-made limited edition sports car models, and there are many antiques, how much is it worth? It's up to the rich collectors and Ferrari enthusiasts at the auction to decide! Believe it! It will be the most reasonable and top price!"
　　 Ye Tian smiled and said confidently.
　　 At this time, he is proud and energetic, even like these sports car models, passionate!
　　 "It seems that the treasure hunter is really a promising career! It's so much better than mixing on Wall Street. I am a bit jealous. I don't want to be a lawyer, so I came to the warehouse to hunt for treasure!"
　　 After the shock, David sighed again, his eyes full of envy.
　　 "Hahaha, let's be your lawyer! I will count on you to help solve many legal issues in the future!"
　　 Ye Tian said with a big smile, the laughter was very cheerful.
　　 Of course, it is impossible for David to give up his status as a lawyer on Wall Street and plunge into the warehouse auction house, unless his brain is sick!
　　 Everyone's mood has returned to normal, and the identification work began immediately.
　　 When the storage boxes were opened one by one, one after another flaming cars leaped out and appeared in front of everyone. The room suddenly rang out again and again with crazy exclamations and Ye Tian's cheerful laughter.
　　 Although several appraisers are already familiar with the road, the appraisal speed is very fast, but the number of models is really too many, and when all the models have completed the preliminary appraisal, it is already eight o'clock in the evening.
　　 During this period, everyone sat on the floor and enjoyed a dinner, with pizza again! Although it is simple, everyone is very happy to eat under the excitement!
　　 It's time to sign the consignment auction contract!
　　 After repeatedly confirming that the information was filled in correctly under David's witness, Ye Tian successively signed his name on the Ferrari sports car model and guitar auction contract.
　　 The contract is signed and the remaining work is Sotheby's business.
　　 Ye Tian only needs to wait for the auction to start, wait for these beautiful treasures to be sold, convert them into U.S. dollars, and become numbers in their bank cards.
　　 Next, these dazzling and flaming red cars were put back into the storage box, and then transported downstairs to the Sotheby's auction house truck.
　　 Then they will enter the very tightly secured warehouse of the auction house and quietly wait for the preview and auction.
　　 Ye Tian's heart finally landed completely at this time!
　　 There are millions of dollars worth of treasures in the house, and there is only a wooden door as a barrier. The feeling of fear is not so good!
　　 The scene of moving, happened to be seen by Jason, who came home from get off work.
　　 When he saw the familiar storage boxes moved out of the building and loaded into the truck with the word Sotheby's, his eyes immediately turned red with envy.
　　 Even if you are stupid at this time, you should understand this posture, let alone Jason is not a stupid!
　　 Steven definitely made a fortune in the finishing bin warehouse, and he made an unprecedented profit!
　　 Thinking of this Jason's heart immediately began to bleed!
　　 This should have been my share! If I had promised Steven and became his partner!
　　 But now these dollars have nothing to do with me, so damn bad luck and misfortune!
　　 Where can I sell regret medicine? I want to buy a bucket!
　　 When the lot got on the bus, Sotheby's and his party were about to leave.
　　 "Steven, you are the luckiest guy I have ever seen! I hope God will always take care of you so that you can harvest more treasures, and I hope we still have the opportunity to cooperate"
　　 Jones made a sincere parting speech, his eyes were still full of shock and envy.
　　 "I believe there will be a chance to cooperate again, and it won't be long!"
　　 Ye Tian smiled and replied, full of confidence and very firm!
　　 "Thank you again for choosing Sotheby's Auction House. I believe this will bring you a generous income. We are leaving. I wish you a nice evening. See you soon!"
　　 "I think everyone will be very happy this evening, see you later!"
　　 Ye Tian shook hands and hugged everyone with a big smile, and then sent them out of the apartment building.
　　 Sotheby's two cars left, Ye Tian chatted with David again on the side of the road in front of the apartment, and then David took a taxi back to Manhattan.
　　 When the taxi disappeared on the corner of the street, Ye Tian turned around and prepared to go upstairs to go home.
　　 Looking back, he immediately saw a few familiar faces.
　　 Every face is full of expressions of shock, doubt, curiosity and envy!
　　 Jason, Betty, Sophie, and the lewd neighbor who lives next door all stood at the door of the apartment, staring at themselves.
　　 "Good evening everyone! The night is so beautiful!"
　　 Ye Tian waved his hand and said hello, smiled and walked to them.

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

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

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

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

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

What are you waiting for?

set off!

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