The appraisal of mahogany was a complicated science. To evaluate the rosewood alone, Antonio and Barth had spent a long time, using many different methods.
The two of them taught Li Du and Hans how to appraise the rosewood through its physical attributes. For example, the studying of the distribution of pores in the cross-sections. In genuine rosewood, the pores would be evenly distributed throughout the diameter of the growth ring. Otherwise, it could very well be fake rosewood.
Under close observation, the growth ring in the cross-section of the rosewood did not seem obvious, unlike that of other wood. This was a key feature of rosewood.
In addition, in terms of the material’s color, rosewood’s newly-exposed surface would initially look orange, but over time would become dark purple or purplish-black. It might even have light purple and black streaks.
After they were shown these methods of appraisal, Hans was dumbfounded. "Isn’t this a little too complicated?"
Barth shrugged, "Oh, we’re only halfway through. Come, let me continue. Next, we use the scent to help us assess.
"Rosewood has a light, unique fragrance when it is rubbed against objects. The scent is similar to that of sandalwood, but lighter. The scent is stronger after it has been filed quickly with a file."
Hans, mouth gaping, was astounded.
Even a keen learner like Li Du found it too difficult. Given that it constantly tested one’s level of experience, eventually he gave up on the pursuit of this skill.
When one had to slice through the cross-section for observations, it had to be done in one stroke and no more—precise knife skills were necessary.
After a series of appraisals from noon to night, the result was finally out. Li Du’s bet was accurate: they were genuine mahogany.
Not just these wooden blocks, the wooden boards in storage unit 46 were also real mahogany.
Of the eight mahogany logs in the four crates, the most valuable was the rosewood, which also was the most difficult to identify. This was a log of genuine mahogany from India, weighing a few hundred pounds, and of great value.
There were also black rosewood, blackwood, Siamese rosewood from Laos, Southeast Asian white rosewood, and more. The eight logs represented eight mahogany species, and were all genuine.
After getting the confirmation, Hans gave Li Du a high five and shouted out excitement, "Thank God, our luck’s fantastic! Oh, uh, Li, you’re too good!"
Li Du nodded. Hmm, that’s more like it.
After, the two of them had a discussion: The Mahogany Gallery seemed to have only counterfeit furniture, so why would they have genuine mahogany logs? And why didn’t they take them?
Nobody knew the real answer. The two of them concurred with what Li Du had initially assumed: although there were fakes at the gallery, they were dealing with high-end counterfeits. The fake mahogany in the storage unit could have been produced using exquisite craftsmanship and a bleaching process, so that a genuine mahogany covering could be pasted over.
They might have needed to use genuine mahogany during the process and so paid a high price to buy the genuine mahogany. They only used part of it, and then put the rest into storage.
After that, the Mahogany Gallery made heaps of money from auctions. To avoid being found out, they had left Holbrook after making enough money.
The genuine mahogany and the counterfeits had been left behind in the storage unit for some reason. And when the contract for the storage unit ended, the storage company had included their units in the auction.
Hans asked the two of them to estimate the value of the all the logs. The most valuable was the rosewood. As the market price was 100,000 US dollars for a ton, it was worth about 40,000 US dollars.
This was followed by the red rosewood; the price was about 20,000 US dollars per ton. There were 500 kilograms of this rosewood, which could be sold for about 10,000 US dollars.
The other types of mahogany had relatively lower values, worth about 30,000 US dollars in total.
Li Du totaled the estimate: the mahogany was worth more than 80,000 dollars. Not bad at all
On the other hand, Hans was somewhat disappointed. "Isn’t mahogany supposed to be very costly? Why is most of the mahogany worth so little?"
Antonio shrugged. "This is the market price. Indeed, some can be really expensive. The South China scented rosewood can go for 1.5 million US dollars per ton, and the Vietnamese scented rosewood can fetch 200,000 US dollars a ton, but you’ve got neither."
It took scented rosewood hundreds or thousands of years to grow. As this timber was extremely rare, furniture made from it was also extremely expensive; many people liked it, but most were not able to afford it.
This could be the reason the Mahogany Gallery hadn’t produced counterfeit scented rosewood furniture.
It was also possible that the Mahogany Gallery hadn’t been able to find the real scented rosewood to make the thin, outer wooden layers, so there were no counterfeits of this type.
When Li Du verbalized his guess, Hans was skeptical. "No, didn’t someone say there was scented rosewood when the first unit was opened up?"
"They were just making a guess and you believe them?" Li Du asked sulkily.
The 80,000 dollars in earnings was not considered significant, but it was better than nothing. It was definitely better than Frank and Rick, who had been fooled—poor Rick had lost hundreds of thousands of dollars.
While Hans looked for buyers for the mahogany, Li Du was going to make a trip to Boston. He was going to send the dodo’s skeletal specimens over personally, since the other party had offered the high price of a million dollars!
He did not wish for too many people to know of this matter, and so brought Godzilla and Big Quinn along to Boston without Hans. He was actually not keen on bringing both of them, but had decided to so in the event that the other party attempted to harm him for a million dollars.
Boston was the capital of and the largest city in Massachusetts. It was also the largest city in the New England region of the northeastern United States.
Li Du had never traveled outside Arizona; this trip to the east had made him quite nervous. However, the public order in Boston was not bad. It was an old city, having been founded in 1630. It had a central role in the history of the United States, with many saying the country’s history started here.
The birth of the United States had stemmed from the American Revolutionary War, which had in turn been ignited by the Boston Tea Incident.
Li Du had learned these historical facts in high school. When onboard the plane, he read this again in the introductory brochure—there was even a version written in Chinese.
There were many respectable universities in and around Boston. With the large number of Chinese students residing here, there was more Chinese material available.
Li Du was very interested in learning more about the geography, as well as history and culture, of various parts of the world. This was why he flew to Boston personally for the deal. Otherwise, it would have been more prudent to invite the other party to Flagstaff.
　　
They drove the rental car from the airport to downtown. Then Big Quinn asked him to stop, so that they could walk into the city.
Li Du asked, "Why are we walking?"
Big Quinn explained, "This city has a very compact layout, which is more suitable for walking. Especially the Beacon Hill area we are going to, which is in the oldest and busiest zone in Boston."
Li Du did not mind the walking, but they were carrying the dodo’s skeletal specimen, which was huge.
Godzilla picked up the large wooden box without complaint. Next to his burly body, the wooden box seemed like a toy box instead, successfully solving the issue.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

 Wei Xiao Bei simply released the tendrils to wrap up the core, attempting to see if the Life Altar could devour it. 
 However, it appeared to be useless.
 The Mutated Farmer's Market Core was like an unbreakable stone that was playing Wei Xiao Bei like a fiddle.
 Despite being powerful, after many attempts, Wei Xiao Bei was a bit tired. 
 He sat on the ground and took a look into his storage bracelet, attempting to find something that could help him break the core.
 After rummaging around the bag, Wei Xiao Bei took out a seed of the Mutated Boston Ivy and attempted to plant it on the core.
 After all, this plant germinated very quickly. In addition, Wei Xiao Bei had witnessed how powerful it was.
 However, this was still useless.
 The Mutated Boston Ivy was truly powerful. Wei Xiao Bei had placed the seed on the core and added some water.
 The seed immediately germinated and grew.
 It continuously spread out from its shell and grew leaves.
 In less than 10 minutes, the core was covered by the Boston Ivy and its vines.
 It could be said that the Boston Ivy was extremely vigorous. It must be known that, although the volcano was already cooled down, its temperature was still around 60 degrees Celcius!
 In the real world, the majority of plants would have not been able to live in that kind of environment, not even Boston Ivy.
 However, the Mutated Boston Ivy grew vigorously.
 The only problem was that the Mutated Farmer's Market Core did not have any holes at all. Even if the Boston Ivy's roots and vines covered it, it could not damage it at all.
 In the end, Wei Xiao Bei wasted a bit of effort to exterminate the Boston Ivy.
 The Boston Ivy was untamed as it even tried to trap Wei Xiao Bei.
 Luckily, the Boston Ivy could not contain Wei Xiao Bei's power. With a burst of strength, he tore the Boston Ivy apart.
 Naturally, this Boston Ivy's feral nature warned him that he should never release it in the real world at all costs. 
 In the real world, the Boston Ivy would have no natural enemy. Wei Xiao Bei even worried that the Boston Ivy might be able to grow in seawater. 
 It had a very powerful ability to adapt. 
 Wei Xiao Bei remembered that the Boston Ivy was afraid of fire and could be burned to ashes.
 Now, although it was being burned down, it could still grow in an environment that was 60 degrees Celcius. This showed how great its adaptability was.
 If they had multiplied, then they might even adapt to the point of being able to resist fire.
 If they grew in the real world, the entire world might become submerged under a sea of Mutated Boston Ivy.
 Just thinking about it was terrifying.
 After eliminating the Boston Ivy, Wei Xiao Bei sat on the ground to rest. After pondering things for a while, he felt something changing in his storage bracelet.
 When he took a look with his mind, he noticed that the Divine White Mist Great Spear that was evolving had changed. It was now glittering with Golden Light.
 Wei Xiao Bei quickly took it out. Its appearance had changed from an iron rod now into a ball of light. Even Wei Xiao Bei's vision could not see what changes were happening within.
 Wei Xiao Bei had already experienced this process, so he did not need to worry.
 This was the form of the Great Spear that had finished evolving.
 However, the Golden Light that shone this time gave Wei Xiao Bei a different feeling, so he inspected it with [Enlightenment]
Name: Pending (Evolution Complete)
Description: This item was evolved from the Divine White Mist Great Spear. Because it had evolved many times, two weapons could be set as two weapons.
 After looking at the Golden Light, Wei Xiao Bei came to a realization. 
 There was nothing else to say. He held onto the ball of Golden Light and immediately immersed his consciousness. 
 Afterward, two 3D images immediately appeared in Wei Xiao Bei's mind. The two 3D images were the Golden Light's current form. 
 Following Wei Xiao Bei's thoughts, the images immediately changed.
 Since he could set two weapons, Wei Xiao Bei made the first one in the shape of a Great Spear that he was familiar with using.
 It could be said that Wei Xiao Bei already knew the Great Spear's structure inside out.
 The Golden Light continuously elongated. In less than a second, it became a plain Great Spear. The spearhead was around 1 foot 7 inches and was in the shape of a three-faced rhombus. Further back was a red tassel that looked like hair. The Spear handle was around 8 feet 9 inches. The entire appearance looked smooth and was entirely black.
 Now, the first form had been set.
 Afterward, Wei Xiao Bei became hesitant toward the second form of the Great Spear...
 There were many Chinese weapons. There were not only the 18 basic forms. There were also a lot of strange weapon types.
 It must be said that choosing a weapon depended on familiarity. Whatever weapon one was used to, then that should be the weapon chosen. This could not be changed.
 However, the problem was that with Wei Xiao Bei's current martial attainment, any weapon that he wielded would not give him a sense of unfamiliarity. As long as he trained in them a bit, he could reach a level where he could perfectly utilize it.
 Just like that, the weapon of choice became dependent on its length.
 The Great Spear was around three meters in length. It could be called the king of weapons. Compared to knives and swords, it was considered a weapon that was long to medium range.
 According to this trend, the second weapon should be a short-range weapon that was convenient to use in narrow spaces.
 For example, a knife was a good weapon that was specialized in close combat and could deal with a lot of enemies. A dagger was also not a bad choice as a piercing weapon.
 However, Wei Xiao Bei gave up the thought of using a short-range weapon after careful thinking.
 In simpler terms, if there was an enemy that he needed to fight in close combat, he'd rather use his fists.
 Moreover, although the Hard Metal Jian was inferior, it was considered a short-ranged weapon and was barely sufficient for his purpose. 
 Wei Xiao Bei finally decided on a long-ranged weapon.
 The so-called long-ranged weapon was for dealing with enemies that were outside of the Great Spear's range.
 For example, a morning star, a kunai with chain, and many other weapons had ranges exceeding five meters. As long as they could be controlled, they could even be used up to a range of 20 meters.
 With Wei Xiao Bei's current strength, this was not a difficult thing to do. Let alone 20 meters, there would be no problem reaching 30 meters.
 However, these weapons were not what Wei Xiao Bei needed.
 In simpler terms, Wei Xiao Bei had finally decided on a bow after thinking for a long time.
 A bow with a powerful string could allow him to shoot very far.
 It was one of the most ancient shooting weapons. 
 Of course, so far, many modern bows have been added with pulleys or the like to strengthen the range and strength of the bow.
 Initially, bows were made using tree branches and rope. They were extremely simple. The arrow could only shoot to just over 10 meters, at most 20 meters. 
 Afterward, with every change in era, many types were created.
 For example, during the Chinese Warring States Period, they were classified into longbows, short bows, arcing bows, and many others.
 However, no matter how different these bows were, they all had the same foundation. They all had a bow limb and a bowstring. Only some parts were different. 
 Wei Xiao Bei had not actually researched much about the bow, but because he had the knowledge, he understood a lot.
 Following Wei Xiao Bei's thoughts, the golden ball gradually elongated into the bow limbs. Then, a thin bow string connected the limbs.
 This was the simplest form of the bow.
 Afterward thinking a bit more, Wei Xiao Bei continued to change its shape. In the end, the bow's shape could not be called delicate or outstanding, but it gave off a sharp aura. 
 Wei Xiao Bei was not too focused on the outer appearance as long as he could use it.
 Following the two weapons being set, the Golden Light in Wei Xiao Bei's hand immediately began to change.
 One extended while the other shrunk. After 10 different changes, the Golden Light disappeared and turned into a Great Spear.
 Wei Xiao Bei grasped the Great Spear and moved it a few times. After getting a feel for it, he nodded in satisfaction. Compared to the Divine White Mist Great Spear, it became a lot easier to use. After lightly waving it, the spearhead gave off a sharp aura.
Name: White Mist Dragon Spear (Immortal Quality)
Description: This item is evolved from the Divine White Mist Great Spear and possesses a certain amount of effects.
Effect 1: Penetrate Bleeding. Decrease the enemy's defense and causes bleeding.
Effect 2: White Mist Draconic Horse. After absorbing the essence of the White Mist Draconic horse. This spear can let out White Mist to attack the enemy. It can also be used to form a White Mist Draconic Horse as a mount.
Effect 3: Twins. Can create a partner Great Spear once a week. Partner Great Spear can be used separately or combined with the White Mist Dragon Spear. When this effect is activated, the effects of the Great Spear will be doubled for a period of time.
Effect 4: Owner Recognition. This item will initially drain 1/3 of the owner's blood. After recognition is completed, this item will always return to the owner's hand once a certain distance is exceeded.
Effect 5: Eliminate Evil Thoughts. This is an effect of Divine Power.
Effect 6: Camouflage. Holding the Spear without moving for three seconds will cause the user to disappear.
Effect 7: Divine Power. Holding this Great Spear increases the user's strength by 10.
Effect 8: Indestructible. This object cannot be destroyed by anything below Immortal Quality.
Effect 9: Second Form. This weapon can be turned into the White Mist Dragon Bow.
 .... 
 In simpler terms, the White Mist Dragon Spear was not that different from the Divine White Mist Great Spear. First, it had changed from Rare Quality to Immortal Quality.
 Second, penetrating and bleeding were combined into one effect, Penetrate Bleeding. Corrosion turned into White Mist Draconic Horse, and finally, he could turn it to its second form.


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

Rory closed the bathroom's door quickly before tossing her clothes on the counter. 

Her lips had a subconscious urge to twitch up and she felt a small laugh growing in her chest after thinking about Knox's face.

The fact that she was playing with fire was undeniable, however when it came to Knox she didn't seem to be able to help herself. 

How can a person who established and developed his own company in a few years be defeated by germs? It was really too funny. 

Rory let out a breath as she stifled her laughter and started to get ready for the day ahead of her. 

Today she woke up early in order to take care of her black market transaction and get back to campus before her classes started. Until she discovered exactly which classes required her attention she didn't bother skipping just yet.

She was sufficient in engineering and business due to her experiences in her past life. Unfortunately, she was also someone who never made it to college. 

The college system of education was without a doubt different from her rouge way of just learning exactly what she needed from educational books. And she couldn't risk having bad grades next semester. 

Her interaction with Knox might of been hilarious to her, however the interest he was showing was dangerous. Counting on Rory's past to cover up her threat level to him wasn't going to be enough. 

If he was paying attention to her, he should have some reason that peaked his interest. The fact that he interrogated her first proved that it wasn't substantial evidence. As long as she didn't do anything else to catch his attention he would probably let it go after a while. 


Not that it mattered in the end as Rory was rather sure that Knox was planing to kill her sometime or another. Her life fully depended on the fact that he had too many things on his plate to bother with her. 

Improving her grades and getting clearance to live off campus was imperative. Her grades would also protect her mom from the Hynes for a while longer if Victor recognized Rory more. 

Rory slipped on her black school jacket. She could feel some slight resistance in her muscles due to aches from her workout. 

However, she ignored it and finished buttoning up her school jacket at its sleeves before leaving the bathroom. 

Once she left the bathroom, Rory glanced covertly over at the kitchen counter to see that the previously occupied seat was empty.

It appeared the Knox had returned to his room after their conversation. Rory felt a bit of tension leave her body. His retreat meant that for now he was no longer directly interested in her.

She changed the way she spoke and her atmosphere because of the risk that he recognized her speech pattern during their interaction last night.

However, the fact that it worked wasn't really a good thing. After all, It meant Knox already had her on his radar before the hacking incident. 

Why couldn't she run into a less high maintenance person?

Rory grabbed her shoulder bag and picked up a black umbrella from inside of her room. 

It was the middle of October and fall showers were starting to kick in. Today had, unfortunately, a 70% chance to rain. If her situation wasn't urgent, she would of probably picked a better day to explore Boston.

The scene of Boston outside of Sovereignty was dreary. Flashes of lightning flashed every once in a while in the cloudy dark grey sky and the downpour of the rain made it hard to see too far into the distance. 

Rory had spent the majority of her last life in New York as it was where the Hill's headquarters was set up. She had only visited Boston once in her past life because her intern attended a college here called Jarvard, which was a college for people with top grades across the world. It was only a quick view of It to drop off her intern after finishing a business trip. 

Despite it proximity to New York, she never came again. 

Other than meetings she spent a large majority of her time in her own lab. 

Her business didn't get to hit the point of expansion in her past life, mainly because of her own paranoia, therefore she never stayed anywhere long except for New York. She didn't have faith in anyone enough to let them take over another one of her businesses. 

Her company was a million dollar one, but on the outside, it wasn't actually the top company for technological engineering. It's true power laid in the designs that she never risked releasing. 

Rory only released technology that would benefit humanity, but being curious was a double edged sword. 

She drew things that had high demand such as weapons of war and higher capacity satellites.  They were things that she knew the government would try to capitalize on if she was ever exposed for creating them. Therefore, she never let anyone have too much clearance in her building. 

Sadly, like herself, human's were drawn to things that caused their own destruction. 

 Rory opened up her umbrella and joined the crowd of people on the Boston's sidewalk. 

With her free hand she pulled her phone out of her pocket. 

A bit of nostalgia grew in her heart as she called out a familiar name, "Sunny? How do you get to the nearest Internet cafe?" 

A calm robotic voice sounded out from the phone. [Hello Rory, there is an Internet cafe approximately 3.4 miles away from you. There is a traffic block on 29th street, therefore the quickest way to reach your destination is walking. Would you like me to guide you to your destination?] 

"Yes. Thank you." 

[Your welcome Rory.]

A map appeared on the phone directing her to an Internet cafe. Seeing the ease in which the A.I worked, Rory felt herself smile slightly. 

Sunny was one of the first A.I she ever created and if Rory's phone wasn't an older version she doubted she would ever see this A.I again. After all, her father was the one who released it, therefore it was already more than fifteen years old at this point. 

The fact that she couldn't detect any flaws in its processing pattern was truly amazing.

Rory followed the map Sunny gave her and started to navigate her way through Boston. However, the slight smile that appeared on her face due to Sunny seemed to be getting colder and colder at every turn she took.

Technology queen, Victoria Hill, died after a tragic incident where the person she loved most betrayed her for money.  Luke Edwards killed her mother and tortured her to the brink of death, taking everything away from her. Left with nothing, Victoria swore that one day, even if it’s in hell, she will see him burn for his crimes. 

However, in a twist in fate she will have a shot at doing the bidding herself when she is suddenly reborn into the body of a 18 year old rich girl disguised as a boy, Rory Hynes. Forced to attend a school for only the richest of the rich, Victoria encounters trouble at every turn. Most notably, her roommate who never seems to be willing to leave her alone.

 Coming to terms with her new reality, Victoria realized that her mission wouldn’t be as simple as she wished.

**** 18+ scenes so please beware. Definitely not suitable for the eyes of little kids, however I will notify before any extremely dangerous chapter.**** 

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Hello thank you for being interested in my book and I hope you stay around. ^_^

The release schedule for the book currently is 1,000 words per chapter and unknown updating. I’m horrible at keeping a schedule.

Also the cover is only edited by me not drawn.

Some of the tags I hope you will be willing to tag this book with are: [gender bender], [female protagonist], [romance], [vengeance], [reincarnation], and [face smacking]. Thanks again!

She was a person who had experienced the coldness and warmth of the human world. She would also sincerely repay those who treated her well. She had no reason to accept everything about this body, but she would try her best to accept it. However, the so-called mother, who received the memories, did not have a good relationship with her. Since she was young, if it was not for Qian An.. Perhaps her personality would have been completely distorted.
She didn't do anything wrong when she came and was beaten up by her for no reason. Shui Shui Shui also understood that there were many things that couldn't be forced. Although she didn't understand why this mother treated her daughter this way, she had replaced her original body.. Naturally, she wouldn't be like her original body. She would only stand there and take the beating. She would only silently accept it.
She accepted the memories, but she was actually not her original body, so she wasn't bound by any restrictions. Of course, in modern society, there were many times when she couldn't control herself. Therefore, when she knew that this woman wasn't her biological mother, she was very happy. At least, she could get rid of the restrictions of morality and didn't need to be bound by superficial morality.
It was time for class. Shui Shui was still thinking about it, but her gaze was already on the textbook.
The language teacher's class was extremely boring. Many people started to wander off, and Shui Shui was no exception. This was because she was really not interested in the arts. She took the ancient poems that she had to memorize and began to memorize those ancient poems. She memorized two of them every day.
The language teacher was not in a good mood today. Seeing that so many people were not listening to the class, she was a little angry "everyone, pay attention. The Arts class this time is not very ideal. Why don't you all reflect on yourselves? With this class attitude, how can you improve your language skills? "
"Qian Shuishui, do you think it's right for you to not attend class? " Even though you're the top student in your grade, you still have to look at other subjects. You can't be too biased towards subjects. If your language scores go up, it will also increase your marks."The language teacher also hoped that Shui Shui Shui could attend the class She would take the lead.
She called Shui Shui directly to remind everyone.
Shui Shui was also speechless. She was the quietest. As for the others, they were reading extra-curricular books, playing with their phones, and others were doing other things. Why did they have to call her? was there a need for that Moreover, the information she was looking at was the ancient poems and classical Chinese from the college entrance examination.
"although I have other things to do, the things I'm looking at are related to Chinese. This can also improve my Chinese score. " Shui Shui thought so, but her words were more tactful, and she tried to use a gentle tone She wanted to express her attitude towards learning.
It was impossible for her to be completely focused during every class. Moreover, she really felt very awkward and bored in the Liberal Arts. It was normal for her to be biased. In her previous life, her bias was even more serious, but in this life, it was much better.
The teacher walked down from the podium and picked up Shui Shui's information to read. "En, it is indeed related to ancient poetry and classical Chinese. If you read it, do you think you can learn more? Why don't you use the time after class to memorize it? Wouldn't that be better? "
Shui Shui didn't say anything. She couldn't say it because if she continued, it would make the language teacher feel embarrassed, so she could only remain silent.
Some people in the class were gloating, while others felt that Qian Shuishui was very innocent. who asked Qian Shuishui to be number one in the grade Therefore, she became the focus of the teachers'training. No one was perfect. Qian Shuishui was also good at science. Her liberal arts was average. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't outstanding either. In this exam, Shui Shui scored 130 points in Chinese and more than half of her score was deducted from her composition. This kind of score couldn't be considered bad. Her score for history and politics was around 70. As for geography, it just so happened to be 70 points. The highest score for Liberal Arts was around 90 points Therefore, her score wasn't good enough. It just so happened that science was difficult. The average score for science wasn't ideal. However, Shui Shui got full marks directly, which made up for the gap in the liberal arts.
After the teacher finished talking about Shui Shui, she did not continue because Shui Shui did not speak. She thought Shui Shui had listened to her. She continued to attend her own class. Some people who went too far would be called out directly.
Shui Shui continued to memorize ancient poems and classical Chinese. It was really boring. It was hard for her to say that she was serious about learning Chinese. For some reason, she was not interested in liberal arts and did not want to spend too much time on it. She had thought about taking it seriously before, but it was useless. If she did not like it, she did not like it. She could not force it.
She did not deliberately say that she wanted to get first place. If she could get it, she would get it. If she could not get it, it was fine. In any case, in science, she would fight for it if she could.
People were ambitious. She did not like to hide her weaknesses, so she went straight to her goal.
After the Chinese class ended, many people began to complain. "Is the teacher having menopause and having such a bad temper? "
"She even mentioned Qian Shuishui. I think Qian Shuishui's Chinese scores aren't bad either. 130 points. The highest score in our class is only 132. " She felt that the teacher's scolding of Shui Shui was also baffling.
"Shui Shui, what do you think? " They asked Shui Shui.
Shui Shui was embarrassed. "I don't think it matters. After all, the teacher didn't deliberately target me. She's under a lot of pressure. You guys don't have to care too much. The Chinese teacher has always been more serious. "
She didn't care. If she was scolded, so be it. Anyway, it wouldn't affect her. Besides, the teacher couldn't possibly say that it was intentional. She really wanted her to listen to the class seriously and let her lead the class, but she really couldn't do anything about it.
From Shui Shui's tone, it seemed to be very pretentious, but in fact, it was very real. Everyone believed it because Shui Shui had always been like this. She would do whatever she was supposed to do. The teacher also favored Shui Shui more, but she was still like this. She hadn't changed, and only then did she realize.. She spoke more directly and felt that her words were very mature. She wouldn't completely side with anyone.
In a while, the physics class was about to begin. The teacher came and began to organize the students "The school believes that all of you should also participate in remedial classes. However, it also depends on your wishes. The students of the key classes must also participate in remedial classes. If you don't want the gap to be too big, I suggest that all of you also participate in remedial classes. "
There was a wave of plaintive voices because everyone did not want to participate in remedial classes.
Shui Shui was called out by the physics teacher, "Qian Shuishui, do you think that you should participate in remedial classes? "
Asking her again It was awkward. The other students were also speechless. The teachers loved to find Qian Shuishui to talk about it.
Shui Shui stood up. That would be troublesome now. "Uh, teacher, it's not very good to ask me this question. "
"You got first place, but the pressure you brought to the key classes, they will definitely work harder. At that time, what should you do? " The physics teacher continued to ask Shui Shui.
"Of course, when they are working hard, I am also working hard. I can't guarantee that I won't be inferior to others, but I don't want to waste time on making up lessons since it's more efficient for me to learn on my own. Of course, I can only speak for myself."Shui Shui had a good relationship with the physics teacher So, she directly revealed her thoughts. How should I put it? She had discussed it in private before, and she also indicated that the time she spent on physics was longer than any other subject.
She hoped that the teacher would stop calling her names and asking for her opinion.


She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

Of course, it was impossible for Zhang Lisheng, who had just completed half of his foreign world conquering journey and had just returned to the Earth, to know how New York was like now after leaving for more than a year.
After a moment of bafflement, he speculated based on the currently known situation. "Oh, the situation is not very good. The streets are full of patrolling policemen and soldiers. Oh, also, refugees from other cities. The prices are extremely expensive now and in short, everything is very bad."
"Hah, it's about the same as Boston." Bob sighed under his breath, unlike his carefree attitude just now, and no longer said anything.
The car sped forward in silence. Not long after, the skyscrapers in the distance began to enter their sight.
When the car was just a junction away from New York City, Zhang Lisheng stretched his head out to look into the distance but was surprised to find that the road ahead was blocked by a few hundred meters of steel torrents.
"What the f*cking hell? The road going into the city is obviously so empty, so how can there be so many cars blocked here?" The young man blurted out in astonishment. The instant his words left his mouth, a black young woman beside him who had not spoken a word before frowned in frustration. "Are you an idiot? This are the cars coming out during the day and have not passed the inspection yet. Damn it, judging from this situation, the people in the small towns around New York must have fled away. The situation must have worsened."
"Jenny dear, calm down. The situation is not as bad as you think. Even if the small towns can no longer hold it out, the metropolis is still very safe. Besides, the federal government still has Noah World, doesn't it?" The girl beside the black lady took her hand and consoled her in a whisper.
"Noah World? Rubelli, don't you know how hot-selling the plane ticket to Noah World is now? Besides, even if we're willing to pick up customers 24/7 in Manhattan, we won't be able to get enough money to buy the plane ticket too…" The black young girl said in depression. 
"Whoa whoa whoa, Jenny! Your boyfriend is just in the front row of the car! You actually wanted to go to Manhattan to pick up customers in Manhattan? Have you ever thought about my feelings before?" Bob regained his noisy mode and interrupted unhappily from the co-driver's seat, getting a rare laugh and a kick on the backseat from his girlfriend in return. "Shut up, Bob! You're an idiot!"
Within the laughter, the car slowly queued at the end of the traffic, moving forward inch by inch. Upon seeing that the atmosphere in the car had become much more lively, Zhang Lisheng took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Bob, what is the situation in Boston now? "
"It's similar to New York. It's full of police, big soldiers, and fleeing people. Even a hamburger is more expensive than a gold bar now. Those guys who used to rob the banks have now changed to rob McDonald's instead."
"You said that the Tuen troop has been defeated so would the situation become better from now on?" The young man tried to pry some info from him.
"Perhaps, but since the Tuen people have already locked Boston as a target. Even if the environment did improve in the future, who knows what would happen in the future? It's for this reason that we came to New York."
"Is Boston's internet still working?" Zhang Lisheng thought for a moment before asking again to pry for information. The instant his words left his mouth, Jenny who was next to him immediately asked back in shock, "Internet? Dear God! Don't tell me that New York still has an Internet connection? How is that possible?"
The young man instantly realized that he had asked a wrong question so he shrugged and said, "Of course New York has already become a 'network-less desert island', I just thought that the situation in Boston would be better since it's a city of universities."
"Ever since the gods of the Shrimp World No. 1 have teamed up to destroy all of our satellites, the newly launched satellites can only be used by the military and their emergency contacts. All the cities on the planet have actually become a 'desert island' now. It's not only New York." Darwin, who had been driving silently for a long time, suddenly chimed in a low voice.
When Zhang Lisheng, who had almost lost his life in a brief confrontation with the Shrimp World No. 1's Sovereign of the Truth, heard that the gods from a foreign world actually teamed up to invade the Earth, horror dawned on his expression. No longer caring about covering his tracks and he asked, "Mr. Darwin, do you know which gods from the Shrimp World No. 1 that attacked the Earth's satellite?"
"Ordinary civilians do not know about the specific situation of this matter but we still have some inside information. The attack came very suddenly. It is said that in some areas where the satellites just so happened to crowd together in their orbit, there were all sorts of a colorful flash of light all over the sky..." Bob smugly beat him to it and replied. After a few moments of babbling around, he finally mentioned more than ten gods' names—Thunder Tyrant Somuel, First Ray Elder Sabonier, Faith of Ashes Flopheet and so on—but the name of Sovereign of the Truth was not in it.
The car had now reached the checkpoint, more than ten exhausted heavily armed soldiers and Atlanteans looked into the car routinely as the first lieutenant ordered, "Alright, fellows and beautiful ladies, take out your documents."
Darwin seemed to have gotten used to this identity check, as he took out several pre-stacked passports and driver's licenses out of the glove compartment and passed them over.
When Zhang Lisheng, who was sitting in the back row saw this, he hastily extended his body to randomly make up a reason to explain why he did not bring his own documents with him during this special period, but the officer just merely flipped through the passports in his hand casually before returning them. Then, he nodded his head at his subordinates and at once, four to five soldiers carrying a big canvas bag behind them held out a probe flashing with green light into the car and swept it around.
After a series of beeping sound, the first lieutenant saw that all of the probes were still flashing with green light so he nodded and said, "you can enter now, young people. I hope all of you enjoy this already empty 'Big Apple'."
"Thank you, sir." Darwin smiled coldly and started the car before driving into the city.
Zhang Lisheng unwittingly looked at the checkpoints that gradually drifted away through the rear windshield and noticed that the soldiers were putting up roadblocks. It was apparent that they had finished up their work for today. While he was secretly counting himself lucky, a low voice suddenly resonated from behind, "You're lucky, buddy. It's very troublesome if you're found without a document."
"That's why those friends of mine who left me in the suburbs are just too evil!" When the young man heard that Darwin had seen through his flaw, he casually turned around and replied.
Not long later, the car finally entered New York City. Zhang Lisheng looked out through the window of the car and saw that the streets that were filled with garbage had been lined up with a long queue of cars. There were many iron barrels burning with fire inside on the sidewalk next to the cars.
Around these steaming iron buckets, some people leaned against the outer walls of the building sleeping deeply wrapped in dirty clothes while some people were chatting with beer bottles in their hands as they warmed themselves up by the fire.
"This is so f*cked up, the entire New York has become a large slum…" The young man ambiguously mumbled in great bafflement. Without warning, he heard Darwin asking him, "Buddy, where do you wanna go?"
Zhang Lisheng was stunned. Only then he realized that he was now penniless and had no credit card. His mother had already left New York and the relationship with his girlfriend had now changed. At once, the young man, who had just recently conquered a foreign world mainland that was even bigger than an entire American continent, actually had a feeling of homelessness.
A few seconds later, the name 'Maddie' flashed in his mind, so he smiled wryly and said, "Oh, if you know the address, can you send me to Jasmine West Street, Mr. Darwin?" 
Of course, he was just trying to attempt his luck. Judging from the current situation, it was most likely that Maddie's entire family had also moved to Noah World.
"I also grew up near Chinatown in New York so of course, I know the location of Jasmine West Street but it's too dangerous to go there in the middle of the night. As far as I know, the several blocks around Jasmine West Street have become the battlefield of cults..."
New York City had a large number of new immigrants and communities of colored people. In peacetime, it was usually ignored by the police and became the place where gangsters would run wild so it was just natural that it would become even more chaotic now. However, Zhang Lisheng was still greatly surprised that the role of scrambling for supremacy would turn from a gang to a cult.
Through the light from the street lights, Darwin caught the fleeting astonished expression on the young man's face through the rearview mirror so he fell into a moment of silence before continuing, "You weren't staying in Jasmine West Street before this, were you?"
"Yeah, I only have a friend who lives there. I've already returned the place I rented last time." Zhang Lisheng cooked up a lie with a shrug. "But it doesn't matter. I can take care of myself, just drop me on the side of the road." 
"You don't have any document so you can only sleep on the street at this time. You'd freeze to death if a big snow falls at night." However, to his surprise, when Jenny, who was sitting in the back seat, heard his answer, she chimed in kindly instead, "Darwin, let us help him, shall we?"
"Help him? And then give him a down jacket, and a newly made 'bong'?" Bob who was sitting in the co-driver curled his lips. "Jenny, we're not those big-hearted philanthropists who eat French meals in some luxurious restaurants while throwing pieces of bread out the window to feed the poor; nor are we those priests and nuns who sing the hymns and eat the holy communion every day till their brains are washed! It's already enough to help that we let him hitchhiked our car!"
"But maybe he can become our new 'brother', can't he? Don't forget that we're different from before now." Jenny insisted on her opinion with an inexplicable sentence.
Upon hearing his girlfriend's words, the expression on Bob's face changed. At once, he no longer could refute and could only open his mouth to reply helplessly, "Stop arguing, baby. Let us vote according to our previous practice. In short, I don't agree with acting out of the plan at this time."
"I feel that since we've already helped him, we might as well help him till the end." Jenny voiced out next, "Rubelli, what do you think?"
"I follow Darwin."
"I knew you will say this. Dear, sometimes you should also voice out your own opinion." Jenny was somewhat dissatisfied with her friend who had no opinions. Patting on the back of the driver's seat, she pointed to the black-haired young man beside her and said, "Darwin, you have two votes by yourself. Decide then, are we throwing this poor man out of the car on this cold winter night, or do we continue to help him?"
Before Darwin could reply, Zhang Lisheng already beat him to it and chimed in with a curl of his lips, "Hey, Miss Jenny, I'm not s miserable as you think. Although I've lost my documents, I'm a Chinese and have a good brain and I even know Kung Fu. I can survive even the worse environment."


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

It could have been such a good excuse. Look at Qiao Nan from their class who always ranked among the top three, she flunked her exams this time. So should it not be acceptable that they did not do well?
But Qiao Nan deprived them the chance of using this excuse with her full marks English test paper.
"Liar, she must have copied the answers!" Zhao Yu shouted, with a look of disbelief, "There has never been a student who gets full marks in secondary three!"
Teacher Yu knitted the eyebrows, what was this?!
"Who does she copy from, you? The student besides Zhao Yu blinked her eyes at her and asked curiously.
The classroom resounded with laughter.
Teacher Yu had said that among the two hundred students, Qiao Nan was the only who had full marks.
If she had copied her answers, who could she have copied from?
Zhao Yu flushed red in an instant. She knew that she was too agitated and had blurted out something silly.
Qiao Nan was the only student in the level who had the highest English results. There was no way she could copy from other classes let alone her class. Qiao Nan had the highest score; it was other students who would copy from her; if she was to copy from others, then she would not be able to get her full marks.
Qiao Nan walked calmly to the platform to get her test papers. Among all the subjects, she was most confident in her English.
In order to earn more money to satisfy her mother and to let Qiao Zijin lead a good life, she would always take up part time jobs.
But after all she was a human not a machine. As time goes by her body could not take it anymore.
Then she found out that there was this job of English-Chinese translation where she could work from home. It paid well and the work was not tough. Qiao Nan worked hard to learn English and attained a level six certificate. She then started to take on translating jobs.
Up till the point where Qiao Nan was knocked down by a car and driven to her grave by Ding Jiayi, there were still a few translation documents at her rented apartment.
"Qiao Nan, I could tell that you did not waste your time in this summer break at all. The grammar was fabulous and way beyond your level!" Teacher Yu looked at Qiao Nan smilingly, and commented on a line in her essay.
Teacher Yu had never taught them this grammar. It was not in the syllabus of junior high school either. It would be only be covered in high school.
A junior high student could use the grammar taught only at high school in her English essay. If this did not warrant full marks, what would?
Qiao Nan's face stiffened, she paused for a moment before saying, "This… This summer break I met a foreign friend. He taught me all these."
"Well done." Teacher Yu was extremely pleased. "As I have said, if you want to muster English, you have to work up your courage. Do not be afraid to speak. This would be a good training to help you to speak the language well. Qiao Nan is a very good example. If you all have the chance, you can do so as well. Foreigners are usually more enthusiastic and friendly. This is an excellent learning opportunity."
Because of an exam, Teacher Tan and in particularly Teacher Lee were dismayed. Teacher Yu was the only one who was all smiles to the extent that Teacher Yu seemed to be walking on air.
Qiao Nan used to come in the the top five places if not top three places among the whole level. But this time round, she did not even ranked among the first ten places.
Thanks to her English results, Qiao Nan's overall ranking for the three subjects did not fall very far behind. She was placed 49th in the level and around 10th place in her class. 
Qiao Nan let out a sigh of relief after knowing her results.
There was no doubt that her results would suffer, but it was not as bad as she imagined.
Qiao Nan knew that she was lucky this time. Asides from Chinese, she had picked up Mathematics not long ago.
She happened to have just finished revising on the knowledge points tested during the exams. 
Otherwise, not to mention 80 points, she might have failed her exams or scored only 40 points. 
It was the same for all the six classes, they were all discussing the exam results on the first day.
After Qiao Nan's essay was pasted on the blackboard at the back of the classroom, most of her classmates took a look and had to say that it was truly well written.
But what was weird was that the students from the remaining five classes all crowded around to look at Qiao Nan's essay.
Her classmates was proud yet unhappy. "You aren't from the same class, why do you all keep coming to our class? Get out, get out."
Qiao Nan's essay was considered a study resource for Class One. Students from other classes should not be allowed to share the information.
Students at this age were mostly sensitive and thin-skinned. They followed their Chinese teachers' words and plucked up their courage to go to the other class to look at the essay. But they all went back red with embarrassment when they were told off by Qiao Nan's classmates. 
This soon reached the ears of the six Chinese teachers.
The teachers from the other classes went to speak with Teacher Chen and Teacher Lee, remarking that it was too overbearing of the students. After all they were schoolmates, and everyone should learn from each other.
Teacher Lee was still grouchy over the deduction of that one mark. She refused to give in, with a slight lift of her chin she said, "Oh, what's there to look at, after all it's one mark short of full marks. Qiao Nan's standard is good enough for our class. For other classes, they should learn from the better students.
At her words, all the teachers from the Chinese team knew that Teacher Lee has not gotten over that one mark, so they gave an awkward smile and left.
But for the Chinese teachers who read Qiao Nan's essay, they all knew that the results this time did not mean everything.
Judging from her exam papers, if Qiao Nan was to memorize all the classroom knowledge, she would definitely emerge as the dark horse of the Chinese subject, and her results would no doubt be astounding.
In that case, no matter how mischievous or lazy Qiao Nan was, Teacher Lee knew that she only had to get her to copy the knowledge points that had to be memorized for one whole semester, if not one whole year, and there was surely no way that she would score zero for the memory component in her middle school exams.
Besides, Qiao Nan had always been a good student. It's just that she did not perform up to standard this time.
Teacher Lee finally sent off her colleagues. Wearing an excited expression on he face, she said proudly, "Qiao Nan the little girl, she kept on fumbling the ball. Next time I must make sure to supervise her so that she do not commit the same mistakes again. No, I shall make her report to the office everyday and to memorize a lesson a day."
As a colleague, Teacher Chen could not tell if Teacher Lee said it out of anger or was in fact proud of her student.
Teacher Lee had found a way to help Qiao Nan, but Teacher Chen was still very troubled.
Teacher Lee only had to get Qiao Nan to memorize by hard and she could catch up sooner or later. But what about her Mathematics?
Qiao Nan did not mention and he was unclear as well. Which part of the lessons was Qiao Nan unfamiliar with?
While Teacher Chen and Teacher Lee were trying to think of ways to help Qiao Nan, the English teacher, Teacher Yu was the only one who was sipping tea leisurely, saying that it tasted especially good today!
A day passed by quickly. After getting her results for the three subjects, Qiao Nan went home and realized that everyone had reached home, including Qiao Zijin.
As soon as she stepped into the house, Qiao Zijin wasted no time to ask her, "Nan Nan, I heard your results were out, how did you fare?" 


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

It was two small Teddy Bear dogs and a Chihuahua with the mighty names Omar, Barton and MacArthur.
The puppies were so glad to see their master that they jumped up on the couch.
The housekeeper asked his men to bring in the tortoises, parrots and hamsters. In five minutes, the small living room was filled with different kinds of small pets.
The housekeeper took a bow. "What else can I do for you?"
Hilton waved him off happily. "Nothing, you can leave now. Shut the door for me."
When he left, she turned on the TV again. The video clip was broadcasted again at the end of the program. The company sure used every opportunity to promote the record.
Paris Hilton was focused on Qin Guan, who was sitting on the couch. Suddenly, MacArthur pulled on her sleeve, bringing her back to her senses.
 Paris sighed gloomily and caressed her dogs' heads. "My boys, this is your master's favorite man..."
She looked at the three cute puppies sitting on her thighs. "If I had to choose between you and him though… I don't think I could abandon you... Oh, my lovely kids..."
They all rushed into her embrace. The hamster felt that something was wrong and stopped treading on the wheel. The tortoise in the glass box shrank back in its shell. He could only deal with such a situation by sleeping.
Qin Guan had no idea that he had been defeated by a group of animals. Cong Nianwei's plan had finally worked. It was good for a couple to get to know each other first. That way, one could discover the shortcomings of a possible partner.
If they still liked them, then they could continue their journey together. Otherwise, it was better to find out before they got married.
Qin Guan, Britney and Madonna's fans were excited about the program, which ranked among the top three entertainment shows in America.
They all expressed their joy online. The next morning, record stores in New York, Los Angeles, Boston, Chicago and other cities experienced high sales.
The sales should have been slow in the morning, but the staff at the stores were really busy. There were long queues between the shelves. Young men in different outfits waited to sample the single before the TV.
The record company had paid for that particular service. The single had to be the main attraction in all stores during the week.
Posters of Qin Guan and the other two stars were everywhere. On the windows, on the shelves, on the doors... As soon as the doors opened, the people passing by would hear the music.
The unscrupulous publicity attracted the public. If they could have, the store managers would have taken their subwoofers out on the streets. There were actually some people who were doing this in some towns in the South.
Qin Guan was reminded of past times in China, when all stores had been playing the same pop song for the public to hear.
The shelves were empty soon. The store owner received urgent calls from his staff.
"Boss, the third store in Manhattan is out of stock. We don't have enough VD113 and VD456 left!"
That was the power of connected sales. The customers would buy other albums as they waited. That explained why some independent stores liked to cooperate with record companies.
The store owner possessed half the record stores in New York. He was busy answering calls in his office, all of them asking him for more stock.
He had originally thought that he had overestimated the single's sales potential, but he had actually sold out all the stock in half a day!
All he could do now was beg the record company for more copies. He was quite content with the adversity.
I like to suffer this way.
As the actor featured in the video of the hit song, Qin Guan felt strange. He was standing on Times Square, witnessing the rise of a Chinese brand among foreign brands.
Guo Nuoyan was in full formal attire. Even though it was scorching summer, he was still dressed properly. Qin Guan was just a guest at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, so he didn't need to dress like an official.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

"The ninth task has been completed, Encyclopedic Points will be increased by 20 points."
"Unlocking the tenth page of knowledge. For it's the tenth page of knowledge and as the saying goes 'A perfect ten', a random class of knowledge will be chosen but it will be a major class of knowledge."
At that moment, Lin Fan was stunned. He didn't dare to believe what he had just heard. Since when had the Encyclopedia had a conscience? The tenth page's task would be a major classification of knowledge?
A major classification of knowledge was incredible. One major classification of knowledge encompassed many sub-classes of knowledge.
For example, the martial arts classification was a major classification and the Ba Gua Zhang that he possessed was just a sub-class. If he could obtain a major classification in one go, that would simply be nature-defying. He could become a superman in an instant.
The surrounding reporters saw that Master Lin had stopped talking and became anxious. "Master Lin…"
Lin Fan's expression was grave. He raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please wait a moment. Give me three minutes. Don't talk."
The reporters had no idea as to what was going on but they saw that Master Lin's expression was very grave. It was as if he was facing a tremendously important situation. Hence, they all held their breaths and silently waited.
They were guessing.
Could it be that Master Lin is thinking of something important?
Or is he thinking of yesterday's incident?
Meanwhile, Lin Fan was praying in his heart. He wasn't asking to be an immortal or a hero but he wanted a bada*s major classification.
He knew that no matter what major classification it was, it could turn him into the world's greatest Superman.
All the knowledge classes that he had gotten up till now were subclasses. To Lin Fan, the language major classification was the most f*cked up. Previously, he had obtained the animal speech class, which was a sub-class of language. If he were to obtain the language major classification, the most he would be able to do was to become a master of all the languages in the world. That wouldn't be worth it at all.
"A major classification of knowledge is being chosen, please wait a moment…"
Even though it was just a short time, Lin Fan felt like days and even years had passed. If it was going to come, then come. It didn't matter what major classification it was, he could take it. But making him wait was torturous.
Among all the countless different major classifications, a light was bouncing between them. It was going to land on one of them and select it.
*Ding!*
Suddenly, the light stopped. It flickered and it was dazzling.
"Unlocking the Medicine major classification. It encompasses Chinese Medicine, Western Medicine and other medical related sub-classes(along with the mystical boost from the Encyclopedia)."
"The Chinese Medicine class is divided into Chinese Medicine Techniques and Chinese Medication."
"The Western Medicine class is divided into Medicinal Science and Surgical Science."
"Task unlocked: Become a barefoot doctor, help the public by practicing medicine and go to five different cities."
"Task rewards: Encyclopedic Points +100 and the ability to unlock the eleventh page of knowledge."
"Note: Since it is a major knowledge classification, you must immediately involve yourself in the profession."
"Current Encyclopedic Points: 160"
"The countdown is starting. 60 seconds. You must take action immediately."
…
"F*ck!"
When Lin Fan heard the task notification, he was completely stunned. This task was too rushed. Why did he have to take action immediately?
"59!"
"58!"
…
The reporters saw Lin Fan come back to his senses and they even saw him blurt out a vulgarity. They were all startled. Then, they immediately pressed Lin Fan with all kinds of questions and inquiries.
Lin Fan didn't have time to boast to the reporters anymore. He turned around and shouted at Fraud Tian and the rest, "I'm going out for a while. I'll leave the shop to you guys."
Everyone was shocked. They didn't understand what was going on. What does that mean?
But at that moment, Lin Fan leaped up like a high jumper and leaped past the crowd. Then, his legs began to move as he ran towards the outside. He turned his head around and said, "I have to do something. I'll only be back after a period of time. You guys look after the shop."
The reporters chased after him.
Fraud Tian chased after him too. "Where are you going? At least tell us where!"
But Lin Fan was already nowhere to be seen. Not a shadow of him remained.
Fraud Tian took out his phone and made a call. "Where on earth are you going?"
Lin Fan was already in the rented car. He said, "I suddenly thought of something exceptionally important. I need to go out for some time. Look after the shop for me."
Fraud Tian asked, "How many days will you take?"
Lin Fan thought for a moment, then said, "At least ten days."
This was just a rough guess. He really didn't know the exact duration.
After hanging up, Lin Fan really didn't know what to say.
This tenth page's task was too f*cked up. He had to take immediate action. He didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes and he hadn't even done any preparations at his workplace. What kind of game was this?
Cloud Street.
Wu You Lan had a look of astonishment on her face as she asked, "Fraud, what did he say?"
Fraud Tian shook his head. "I don't know either. He just said that he'll only be able to come back after ten over days."
Zhao Zhong Yang said, "It can't be. Such a long time?"
Fraud Tian shrugged helplessly. "I have no idea either. If he goes out for ten over days, what do we do about the shop? Those scallion pancake-buying townsfolk will cause a ruckus for sure!"
At that moment, Lin Fan had reached the train station. He bought a ticket. As for which city he would go to, he had no idea. He could only go to whichever city that was near. He didn't want to go too far.
In the train carriage.
Lin Fan sat there. He had calmed his emotions down. With so much information in his mind, he couldn't think properly for a moment. He had never thought that the major classification of knowledge that he would get would be this one. This had been completely unexpected. Moreover, this time, the Encyclopedia hadn't even picked someone close to him. It had just picked randomly. Could it be that it would pick a major classification every ten pages?
If that were true, then it wouldn't be bad at all.
*cough cough*
A middle-aged man next to him was covering his mouth as he coughed furiously. Then, he relaxed his chest and things quietened down.
Because Lin Fan had just gotten this knowledge, he was insanely curious. He couldn't help but look at that middle-aged man. Although in the past, he could use his fortune-telling knowledge to see that this man was sick, he wouldn't have known how to cure him. But now, with one look, it was as if he knew everything like the back of his palm. The kind of illness, the cause of the illness and even how to cure it, he knew all of this.
The middle-aged man realized that the young man next to him was gazing at him. Then, he nodded and smiled. "It's a chronic illness."
Lin Fan didn't say anything but just smiled thinly.
When the train staff passed them, Lin Fan said, "Please bring me some paper and a pen."
The train staff replied, "Okay, please wait a moment."
Soon, the paper and pen arrived.
The task notification had told him to become a barefoot doctor and help the public by practicing medicine. To Lin Fan, this wasn't hard. And it wasn't a bad thing to help people out as well.
Chinese and Western Medicine both have their advantages. Chinese Medicine is gentle and, using the body as a foundation, it mediates the situation in the body. Western Medicine is efficient but every medicine has its side effects. Between the two classes of medicine, it was hard to say which was better.
Lin Fan didn't have anything to do at the moment so he decided to treat the man but he didn't have the medications. He wrote down the prescription on the paper and after everything was done, he returned the pen to the train staff.
After an unknown period of time.
They reached the destination.
Suzhou!
When he got up and was about to get off the train, Lin Fan patted the middle-aged man. "Brother, I saw that your cough is really bad. It's a lung disease. I'm skilled in medicine so I wrote down some Chinese medications. After you take it a few times, you will be cured."
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Fan and took over the sheet of paper. Then, he laughed and continued walking.
Lin Fan had never thought that this man would actually believe him. He couldn't help but be delighted.
But when Lin Fan walked out of the train, he saw that the middle-aged man had crushed the sheet of paper into a ball and threw it to the side.
The middle-aged man had gone to Shanghai earlier to see a doctor. Even the doctor hadn't been able to promise him anything. Of course, he didn't believe Lin Fan and what he had written on the sheet of paper. He had only taken it earlier so he could leave quickly and not waste time talking to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stood at the same place, shaking his head. He was silent.
He couldn't blame the man. After all, it was common not to trust strangers.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

After the goddess had disappeared with Dinah, Kyon stayed on his knees, falling into despair.
«Damn it! Why did you take the girl I love away?! I hate you, goddess! I HATE YOU!» – Kyon roared and banged his fist on the floor.
Dinah was a real treasure that he didn't recognize. With her help, his development could have skyrocketed in a matter of months, and in a couple of years, he might have reached the top of the world hierarchy.  Now the girl had been taken away. If the goddess unleashed the full potential of her innate body, what would she do with her then? Could she give her to another man?
{NO!} – Kyon frantically pounded his fists on the floor. He wouldn't let anyone sleep with his dear girl! He must get her back, but how?! He might have to become more powerful than the goddess. How long would it take? Was it possible at all?
An idea flashed across his mind... A good old way of getting things his way.
«Goddess! I know you can hear me! I won't give Dinah to anyone! Here's a deal, if I defeat her in the battle, she will be mine! It's only fair because my life will be at stake! Can you hear me?! TELL ME!»
«Shut up! People are sleeping!» – Someone screamed from the window.
Kyon took out a gun, looked out of the window, and shot ten times into the sky, frightening the whole neighborhood to death. No one else dared to complain.
The goddess didn't reply.
Kyon growled into the sky like an angry devil. The situation looked hopeless. A blind rage swept over him like a raging sea. Love is a strong feeling, especially when it's chronic. Even more so, if it's on the verge of insanity as in his case. He could control himself, but the burning issue was breaking his heart: was anyone else going to sleep with Dinah?
{What other options are there? Think hard!} – Kyon couldn't think of anything better than of proving to the arrogant bitch from above that he was the worthiest candidate for the role of Dinah's sex partner. There were lots of geniuses with legendary innate or cultivated unique bodies in this world. All of them were gifted, destined to develop and know the world. They were born to change history. Kyon had to surpass them all.
Kyon used to be driven by his boundless ambitions that his masters had been carefully nurturing. Well, his childhood spent in the orphanage also contributed to that. Now he was totally motivated by fierce reluctance to give the girl he loved to another man. It was the first time he had experienced such a strong feeling that inspired him to continue on the path towards achieving excellence.
Besides, today he had found out that the goddess was watching him. She was an unpredictable bitch who could intervene in his plans like a bolt out of the blue, and turn them upside down. This random factor was at odds with Kyon's nature, who loved to keep everything under his control. It was driving him nuts.
To keep his depression at bay, Kyon went to bed and forced himself to sleep.
In the morning, Kyon felt much better. He tried to be an optimist and look on the bright side of yesterday's situation. He had a great time with Dinah, received 5% of the darkness in his core, figured out the approximate strength of his skin, and also made a powerful enemy in the face of the girl he loved and who longed to finish him off!
{Fuck.} – Alas, optimism was not his thing. Kyon was an incorrigible realist.
Suddenly he heard a conversation in Patriarch Bai's office.
…
«Bad news, Sir!» – A servant ran into the patriarch's office.
«Tell me.»
«Your superior maid, Ms. Dinah... The formation on her wrist has just worked! It sent a signal of her death!»
Bai turned pale and jumped to his feet. - «It can't be! She's in the mansion!»
«The control center reports that she was in Boston for the last three days... Her formation went off in the Dark Light district. Our guys are already on the site getting a better understanding of the case…»
«NONSENSE! She couldn't have died! I can't believe it!» – The patriarch roared like a wounded beast. Then he grabbed his sound transmitter and called Dinah. There was no answer. Then he dialed Anna and found out that her sister had left the mansion a few days before.
It hurt to look at the old man. The aura of hopelessness emanated from him. His eyes had lost their shine, his face froze like a stone. He shook his head, refusing to accept reality. – {No! My dear little Dinah is alive… She couldn't have died. I know she's all right. The formation must be out of order.} – He had not recovered after the death of King Michael, his former best friend, when another announcement arrived, worse than the previous one. It was a burden beyond bearing.
Another servant entered the office and handed Bai an envelope with a letter.
When Bai saw Dinah 's initials, he grabbed the envelope and tore it open. His eyes followed the lines of the letter intently, anxiety pumping through his veins.
"Dear Mr. Bai! I have served you faithfully for many years. I've always taken care of your grandchildren, protected Lady Juno. I would never dare to lie to you, and even more so to betray you. Please believe my words...
...Four months ago, Flitz brought in a slave named Kyon. My first impression of him was horrible to put it mildly. The boy had no manners and didn't know his place. He was ogling me like a lustful animal...
...Miss Juno saw his huge potential and protected him from me. Our differences should never concern her wishes. However, it turned out later that it was Kyon's doing that my underwear was stolen. Therefore, I decided to eliminate the bastard at all costs. I was going to selfishly leave the lady without the talented, promising servant because I thought it would be better for her. The rotten boy could have ruined her light aura. He wasn't worthy of being near her...
...He tied me to the bed and committed sexual assault. I experienced unimaginable moral pain and hated Kyon down to the marrow of my bones. He had become my sworn enemy...
...In the morning, he complained to Juno that I had violated the terms of the agreement. The lady ordered me to obey him until she revoked the order. She was unaware that her order turned me into a sex slave of the nasty villain. Lady Juno sincerely believed in her servant's good intentions. She knew nothing and can't be blamed for what he's done...
...All month long, I lived in a cage. I couldn't even talk with my sister. When King Michael, my first master, died, his formation dissipated, and I headed for Boston to get my revenge. I was disappointed when I gathered enough information on him. Kyon is now your adopted grandson! You have appreciated his talent, but he has deftly hidden his rotten, corrupt soul...
...I should have come and see you, tell you everything... But then you would try to solve the situation by arranging a meeting with Kyon. The problem is that he is eloquent like a devil and always lands on his feet. I wanted to get my revenge on the boy, so I decided not to tell you anything and to see justice done...
...When I send this letter, Kyon is still alive. His death is a matter time. When you are reading this, everything will already have happened. Call me. I am ready to accept any punishment, even the execution. I am a bad maid, and I don't deserve such a good, kind and loving master as you are. Thank you for everything."
When Bai read the last words, tears flowed from his eyes. His soul throbbed with a tumult of conflicting emotions. His head became heavy like lead.
The first servant, who had already left the office, had to come back and report:
«Nothing had been found at the crime scene, Sir.»
Bai raised his head in hope. – «What do you mean? Nothing at all?»
«There were no bodies or traces of blood in the room where the death signal went off. There was only a hole of strange origin in the windowpane.»
«The gun…» – Bai figured out, his brain working feverishly. If there was no signal of Kyon's death, unlike Dinah's, then the hole in the window suggested the conclusion: his grandson had killed his dear Dinah's with a gun!
{Gods… No, please… He couldn't… He isn't like this!} – A muscle in the patriarch's chest twitched. If Dinah had died at the hands of his grandson... He wouldn't have the strength to survive such grief in his old age.
Bai began investigating Kyon's true identity. The patriarch could call him and ask about everything directly, but he decided to gather more information first.
First of all, he called Anna to find out the name of the slave that Flitz had brought. She told him the name was Kyon. It hit him like a bucket of cold water. He had already investigated a mysterious servant and found out that he was given freedom. But Dinah was under orders back then. And Juno?! Did Kyon convince his innocent little girl to lie to her grandfather?! She had hated the lower classes of society since she was a child... What if he had reached out to her? If so, she could get all sorts of ideas from him!
The old man felt unwell. He had some shots of whiskey. Then he recalled Yegorka's last words: "You will die with me, dirty slave. You will die for ruining my life!" Apparently, Yegorka was in the know about Kyon's former status... He must have met Kyon before, given his regular visits to Juno's mansion.
Now Bai made sure that his grandson was a former slave!
{But... It doesn't matter who he used to be! Someone of low origin can also be a good person! Social status does not affect personality!} – Bai said to comfort himself. Suddenly he remembered the death of Kirsan, the most influential examiner in the Stone family. He knew that the guards had protected Kyon from him. But how exactly did the examiner die? Did Kyon just up and kill a fourth-phaser? It sounded terrible…
Bai ordered his granddaughter's personal guard into the office to tell him the truth about what had happened. The details should shed light on Kyon's true nature.
«…Kyon kept torturing him! He inflicted excruciating pain on Kirsan for no reason! And then Kyon brutally killed him! We were just carrying out the lady's order, Mr. Bai!» – The senior guard said plaintively.
Bai turned pale. He had a splitting headache. How could his grandson torture the man for no reason and then mercilessly kill him? Revenge was no answer! Bai couldn't get it why Kyon had played on Yegorka's emotions, making him take their battle seriously. Then under the pretext of "it's either he or I," Kyon shot Yegorka from his nasty weapon! Why couldn't he do without unnecessary victims? Yegorka was a valuable member of the family, after all! Kyon must be a demon! As for poor Dinah...
The mere thought of how the superior maid might have died made Bai tremble with rage. The beautiful girl, who had been faithfully taking care of his family, was raped and brutally murdered. Even a vague image of this crime was enough for the patriarch to go berserk.
Now Kyon happens to be Juno's half brother! Satan himself would envy his cruel nature! And this monster is always near his granddaughter. He makes her cry! His dear harmless girl! What if he raped her?! What he killed her on a whim?! Bai had a cold feeling in his chest. Suddenly he realized that he hated the boy with every fiber of his being. The disappointment in the grandson had reached its climax. The carefully created family bonds burst at the seams and transformed into a crazy desire to wipe the bastard off the face of the earth.
«What else did this monster do?» – Bai asked the guards. His voice carried a steel quality.
The three guards had never felt the threat of death so clearly before this moment. Bai emanated icy aura when the senior guard said in a trembling voice:
«When we left the estate to go to Boston, Lady Juno was sitting on the steed behind the boy. She had to hold him tight so as not to fall…»
~bang~
With a loud racket, the three guards flew out of the office and ran away in every direction, screaming loudly.
The patriarch nearly lost his mind when he realized that the monster was hugging his dearest granddaughter, messing with her head.
«We have more news, Sir…» – Another servant entered his office.
«Tell me.»
«There has been interrogation… People heard loud shots at night…» – The servant could feel a strong bloodthirst emanated from the patriarch. He ran away with a terrified scream.
Bai took out his sound transmitter and dialed Flitz.
«Hello, old friend!»
«Where are you now?»
«Halfway to the mansion, why?»
«Your nasty slave has become my grandson! He has killed Kirsan, Yegorka, and Dinah! COME HERE AT ONCE!» - Bai barked, his whole body trembling in rage.
«I am sorry, buddy. My old mare seems to have twisted her ankle. Oh, she has a bad cold…»
«I told you AT ONCE!»
The line went dead.

A young man with an extraordinary mind is off on an exciting adventure when he mysteriously wakes up in the body of a feeble slave-guy in a different, rich in quirks world.
The main character, a selfish jerk, would use extreme means to achieve his goals. However, he never allows his base instincts to overrule his sense of decency. He always pays back both good and bad deeds.
Will his (terrible/excellent) mentality help him make a fresh start? Will he get through misfortunes and hardships of the new world?

Update: new chapter is published every day. Official translator: Katia Ra

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