I’m really bored. 

So f*ck it.

I’m gonna roast sh*tty and stereotypical Chinese novels (cuz they’re all the same mass-released trash)

NOTE: I don’t hate all Chinese novels. I actually like a lot of them. But I hate the   ones with really cliche plots...

Just read my novel and you’ll see

TLDR: I will be taking a break for around a week due to my school assignments/examinations coming up and will remain posting on 30th July 2018. For my new Webnovel viewers, I wouldn't mind you not voting for me using your power stones next week since I won't be posting for that week!

Hi! For my QI readers, I realised that you didn't get to read how I started writing Spirit Immortal. So below is a short description of myself!


Background about myself and inspirations for writing Spirit Immortal
Currently, I am a university undergraduate, and I have been reading fiction for years. I first got into reading fiction because of anime. Initially, I was a pure anime/manga fan. But I then found out about the existence of light novels. Light novels were far ahead from the existing anime, so I started to binge read translated volumes on Baka-Tsuki. It became somewhat of a drug to me. I kept reading and eventually, fictions had become part of my daily life. However, everything changed when the Yen Press attacked… Suddenly, many of my favourite novels disappeared, and less and less light novel translations surfaced. 

Finding myself in a severe deficit of fictions to read, I found something called Novelupdates. Every few minutes, there was a new novel chapter being released. I was overjoyed. Finally, I was able to satisfy my daily fiction needs. That was how I got into wuxia/xianxia novels. Being ethnically Chinese and fluent in both English and Chinese, there was a great allure for me in these stories. When I was younger, I would frequently watch The Legend of the Condor Heroes and many what we call "wuxia xiaoshuo." So seeing that the traditional stories blend with modern themes was somewhat shocking to me. To think that such a part of the internet existed!

So I started reading a lot of wuxia/xianxia stories. I remember the early days of Coiling Dragon and Stellar Transformations. The friendly competition between Gravitytales and Wuxiaworld. But one day, I encountered Doulou Dalu. For those who have not noticed, Spirit Immortal's cultivation system is inspired by this very novel. The reason being, it was the only cultivation system that I could actually follow. It's a very simplistic system, rank 1-100. The other Wuxia novels cultivation systems confused the heck out of me. However, worry not, Spirit Immortal is not a fanfiction of Doulou Dalu. In fact, other than the cultivation levels, they are nothing alike.

For a while, Doulou Dalu was my favourite novel. To a certain extent, it still is my favourite translated wuxia/xianxia novel. But I started feeling bored. Every single book that I read followed the same format. And after many disappointing stories, I thought to myself… Hey, I could just write something I like!

Thus, the idea of Spirit Immortal started germinating in my mind. It took me over five months to finish plotting the major arcs, characters and finally the ending before I started typing my first word. Majority of the reason why it took so long for me to start writing this story is because of my procrastination and school. Additionally, I didn't know if the story was going to be well received. But eventually, I steeled my mind and said: "Whatever, as long as I am satisfied with the story, who cares?"

So yeah, currently the number one fan of Spirit Immortal is myself, and I can't wait to put the entire story I have in my head into words for all of you to read. It will take time though, so do stick around!


Issues I have had when writing Book Two
I have realised that many of you were unsatisfied with the pace of the story, saying that it is too slow and whatnot. And guess what, I agree! I have been putting the character and world development at the forefront of my story thus slowing down the story progression, However, fret not, now that the first two books are completed, the story progression would begin to expedite as I believe that I have sufficiently developed my characters!

I'm trying to be more descriptive in my writing but that is still a work in progress. Perhaps it would be the greatest hurdle for me but rest assured, I will try my best!

Another major issue I had was time management. I started writing Spirit Immortal during my semester break where I had plenty of time. I even managed to complete Book 1 during that break itself! However, once school started, I had to figure out a way to balance work, personal life and writing Spirit Immortal. There were some days where I only had three hours to efficiently write, proofread and edit my chapter before I deemed it ready to be published. Hence, there might be times where my writing quality dropped slightly but I'm trying my best to ensure that I retain and even improve on my writing quality, so please be patient with me on that one.


Future of Spirit Immortal
Once my semester break hits once more, I will be sitting myself down in order to write as many chapters as I can. Perhaps, eventually, I will take the road of creating a ******* account to allow you guys to read advance chapters and at the same time, give myself some funding to weather through the school days. 

So yeah, I can't thank you guys enough for continuing to stick with me as I continue to write Spirit Immortal. I hope that I will be able to deliver the satisfying fiction that I have conjured up and brought you as much enjoyment as I had in writing this story!

Over a million years ago, the first human contracted with the first Spirit. Ever since then, Spirit use has become commonplace. Humans used Spirits to carry items and start fires. Eventually, even start wars. Thousands upon thousands of years past and one day, one human did the impossible. He transcended his mortality and ascended to the realm above.  

In the present day, the Frie Clan was once a great clan of the Himmel empire. However, a devastating battle ten years ago crippled the clan and their numbers dwindled. To make up for their loss, the upper echelons decided to adopt young orphans and nurture them to become a future pillar of the weakened clan. Shin was one of those orphans. 

Although picked up by the Frie Clan, not all is smooth sailing for Shin and the other orphans...
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Tags: Action, Comedy, Romance, Fantasy, Drama, Male Lead, Tragedy.

For some reason, QI doesn't allow you guys to see my tags so here they are. Also, there is no Harem in this novel for those of you who are curious.

Chapters are released daily at UTC+8 0100 unless stated otherwise

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Some argue that various works by authors that do not meet the requirement of fine grammar and spelling are rubbish. Here, each person has his own opinion, and let him stick to it and impose his opinion on others as the ultimate truth, it speaks only of ignorance of life. It is diverse.

Is the work of authors with poor grammar garbage? In my opinion, no. Each author tells his story, passed through his worldview, attitude, understanding of life, his experience and thoughts about the world. It's always interesting for me to read this personally.

I'm a bibliophile, I read a lot of classic works of art, Tomass and Gernih Mana, Feuchtwanger, Mark Twain, Stvenson, Romain Roland, Galsworthy, Tolstoy and all his volumes and there are about 19 of them! I didn't read Dostoevsky, I didn't like him. But Azek Azimov, Ursuda Le Guin, Tolkien, Kipling, Conandoyle, Louis Besenar and others I read with pleasure. Li Bo, the poetry is gorgeous. Novels of feudal and late feudal China, Japan, Korea. Novels and novels by Chinese prose writers of the early 20s and 80-90s of the 20th century.

In general, I read about 10,000 books. Fiction, fantasy, poetry, historical novels, ballads, myths and legends.

After that I became interested in reading historical documentaries - about the history of the Silk Road, Archeology, History, Ethnography, Etymology, the Big Game, the story of the confrontation of imperial intelligence in the vast regions of the Silk Road.

I read about 550 books, from the 16th to the beginning of the 21st century.

I have some kind of base for evaluating short stories and novels.

Sometimes works written flawlessly in terms of grammar, alas ... they are completely devoid of meaning, they are not interesting, they do not have fascinating stories, conclusions, experience, thoughts. But work with poor grammar, on the contrary, have unique information. Of course, not all works, but there are some.

Therefore, when assessing the creativity of another person, the author, being so categorical in evaluations, says only that you have a maximalist who still knows life poorly. This is the right of choice, each person, and to impose a choice on another according to my preferences, I consider this not comme il faut. Well, here everyone has a point of view.

In fact, this is an eternal question - what is more important? Beautiful text form or good content? Bestsellers are those works that combine good text and good content.

I am the author myself. But not a professional writer, but a techie. I don't know much about composition, about the intricacies of writing good text. But I have a very interesting content. Is my story garbage? I do not think so? Do I respect the reader? Sure. But writing is better so far I can't. Nevertheless, I have my own circle - readers who are interested in my work. There are not hundreds or thousands of people, but a couple of dozen will be typed.

I write in the genre - a documentary historical fiction, there are many interesting facts about the Silk Road with which I wanted to share. If I were waiting for the moment when I could write well in terms of English grammar ... I would not be able to share it now ... maybe in a couple of years ... and still I would not be able to write like this they write - people from English-speaking countries. This is a favorite topic of native speakers to reproach those who learn this language in their ignorance of the intricacies of the language they learn, grammar and spelling errors ... As we say, the dog barks, the caravan goes on. That happens.

English is the world language of communication. Moreover, for me it is the third language. I speak English well, but my grammar is lame. I admit it. Yes, I need to teach her, but I don't think I can write in perfect English.

The overall result - write as you can, share your thoughts, in the era of information, the content itself is important and not its form. One way or another, it can help others, they can come to a new thought and write a story about your topic that you would like to read yourself!


As they say in the East - do good and throw it into the water, a person will not know, the fish will know!

Peace and prosperity!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Panda here...So Thoughts first before the 7 world choices, I actually thought I wouldn't make it this far in the novel world. As I only made the novel for a whim as my teacher has always told me to do a hobby, I tried art, didn't draw so well, tried music...uugh... Tried so many hobbies only to end up making me more down. I only used to watch anime before going to manga, because the anime was too slow or the manga of the anime had already ended. I didn't read novels before as I hated reading before, I used to say I love Anime than reading. But then again in a countless time of my brother recommendations, I read my first novel which was The Strongest System I think... Not sure as the was a few years ago. 

This was the start where I started becoming addicted to reading novels mostly reincarnation, transmigration, powerful mc in the start and system tags. I love Mc who is cold and ruthless but is kind to others and mc who is like a hero except not stupid. So in ended while finding a hobby to do, I suddenly got a thought. Why not make a novel? to which I did and Here this is the second result, as I used to have another novel which I didn't continue and deleted as It felt something was missing. To which made me create this novel with a single thought which was to create something I would have done if I was inside a fiction world.  Anyways the ranting stops here, I feel that I would create a couple of novels once we are done with the 3rd world or 4th as I felt creating a new novel like quick transmigration concept except the main character would be a male. and also I would like to create a novel that is something like the Solo Leveling concept where dungeons appear except the mc is easy to go lucky.

Also If you were to type my author's name Ye Han Ying in google translate which is not my real name just decided its cool, it translates into Night Chinese and the meaning of Ye Han is just Night Han. HAHAHA Good Luck to us and let us pray that I survive the horrors of the real world and continue in making novels in the future as a hobby and probably a possible future side job. Anyway, Its time to let you guys decide What World we should do in the second world. I didn't really expect this would be the outcome of the worlds that pops up in the roulette. But like I said I want to do the world in a lucky whim with the power of Roulette. So type in the comments which one of these worlds would be the second one.

1. The Strongest Gene
2. No Game No Life
3. Kuroko No Basket
4. Dragon Ball
5. Baki
6. The advent of the Archmage
7. Danmachi

Our Lazy 17 years old MC "Ye Han" died of a heart attack. Luckily while he was being judged by God. God decided to give him a chance to reincarnate to another world with 7 wishes 

*I do not own the cover image, found it on Pinterest
*Updates may not be stable
*I do not own the worlds that my Mc will travel through.
*Bad grammar, English is not my forte

Franklin roosevelt wasn't always the best of people , he was good at times and bad at other just like any other human being in the world, he was totally normal no higher IQ, no vast knowledge,  he wasn't even good looking,  but one thing for sure , he was a decent guy .
born on earth on may 27th 1987 , he had a bachelor degree on mechanical engineering from a mid level college, which he didn't bust his ass to get , he only studied to get by and nothing more . 
so without high degree or without recognition he had to apply to normal jobs and get rejected most the time .
one 2012 he finally got a job at a small company that paid minimum wages,  but he didn't complain,  on the contrary,  he was ecstatic about his , he finally had  a steady income , which honestly could be used to pay for his love and passion for comics and fantasy novels , he had read it all from lord of the rings and harry potter to game of thrones and its plots of manipulation and also had a huge love for marvel/ DC comics which he loved since childhood but never got read because he was of poor family ( you heard it folks) he barely had to go with his basic needs .
after 5 years he nearly finished it all until he heard his comic store owner recommend web novels , especially the fan fiction genre which he worshipped and reignited his love for comics by novels made by many people ,some are good , and many are bad ( like way bad ) , he wasn't always fixated on grammar but once he read a novel containing harem in DC / marvel comics his brows would furrow and many black would form on his forehead , like what the shit bringing Japanese manga and Chinese novels logic to fuckin comics , like actually,  what the fuck ??
Today was just another day for him , he had smitten another horny guy who wrote about nothing but his Mc making girls go ahegao , 
really mature , it had become his new hobby making smart comebacks at the horny teens in the sight , so after 10 minutes of continuous insult , he shut his phone and plugged it to charge , satisfied by his handy , offcourse , he went to take a shower  , never knowing the guy he just offended was actually a ROB trying to write a novel to kill some time , and so the ROB decided to kill him by levitating his bathroom sink and throwing it at the top his head , the perfect crime , offcourse , if you weren't spotted by death it's self for the soul had a couple more decades before it died of ( drum role please )  being hit by a  TRUCK , he would have been given a chance at reincarnation and a wish and went on his marry way , so death the only sensible thing , he rat him to the GOD who decided to put him through the trial to find,  surprise  , his chosen one killed by  certain ROB , and damn he was furious the guy wasn't your typical horny self obsessed asshole like the rest and his normalicy gave him a certain thing which most fuckers in reincarnation situations severely lacks , common sense  , yes ladies and gentlemen you heard right , common  sense  , and was happy he was about to end the trial and give the guy a bit of luck to push his life forward he would have designed a new yacht engine which would have brought him millions  , and before that would have met the love his life , but No , all that is gone because one stupid ROB couldn't refute a mortal on web novel site , and some one had to pay.

 that's what brings magnificent hall of godly ( looks similar to zeno from dragon balls ) , with death , a soul , god and a ROB

a guy who loves comics and stories and novels end up dying for a stupid reason, he gets compensated and sent to the turmoil filled world of DC's justice league to save it and correct the wrongs with a set of wishes.

I don't own DC or marvel am just  a fan making a novel to pass time .

[Disclaimer the one who wrote this chapter is the author Sinbi]

Sitting in front of his computer, a sad but sweet song in Korean could be heard throughout the quiet room.

While contemplating between whether or not SinBi wanted to play games or write, a notification suddenly surfaced on Discord.[1]

"DING!"

"Let's play some normals!"[2]

Seeing the message sent by his friend, SinBi replied with one word.

"Later!"

After replying, SinBi tabbed out of Discord onto Google Chrome, preparing to write. However, the situation hadn't ended as he immediately heard a series of 'dings.'

Opening Discord once again, words continuously flooded his screen causing SinBi to stare in stupefaction.

"Now!"

"Now!"

"Play now!"

"You're not busy at all!!"

Relenting, SinBi didn't know whether to cry or not. "Okay, just 1-2 games, I really have something to do!" Immediately sending an angry emoji[3] afterwards.

Logging into League of Legends, SinBi accepted the party invite that he had received upon going online.

Joining the party, he saw 3 of his other friends also online while deciding to join their VC.[4]

"Yo, Yo, Yo!" Entering the call, SinBi promptly greeted his friends while calling his role decisively. 

"Top Lane!"

"Yeah, yeah, we already knew you were gonna go top."

After sorting out their roles, the party of 5 started a match while everyone talked about who's gonna carry or who's gonna be feeding.[5]

SinBi was quiet though because he was trying to play his KPOP on the Rhythm Bot.

As the bot joined and started playing his playlist, his friends immediately whined. "Bro...don't you have any Chinese songs to play? Why is it always KPOP that you're so obsessed with?"

"What, play songs I can understand please! English!!"

"If you wanna listen to your songs so bad, just queue it up, hmph." Not caring about their remarks at all, SinBi focused on the game.

"Camille is teleporting bot, I'm following, continue fighting, we can 3v3."

"Their jungler is in the river, I can come but I'll be late." SinBi's friend A immediately called out.

"Sivir, Sivir, no flash!"

"I have ult, keep chasing."

"Okay stunning in 3, 2, 1!"

One player after another fell on the enemy team by SinBi's team. "Okay, we win! GG!"[6]

Finishing his game SinBi wanted to log off, telling his friends that he had to do something. 

"Okay, that's it for me, cya."

But his friends didn't let him off the hook. "What? You're leaving after we won? Haven't you heard of the phrase 'continue if you're winning?' before?"

"But…" SinBi had no idea what he was going to say as he already knew that he couldn't go write with his friends persuasions. And what was this 'continue if you're winning' phrase? What utter nonsense! Did he not hear of the phrase 'quit while you're ahead' before?!

Okay, letting out a slight chuckle, SinBi had to admit that his phrase was pretty nonsensical too…

"Fine…" Giving in once more, he continued to play.

What was meant to be one game that took about 40 minutes prolonged to hours after hours.

Finally after who knows how long, all his friends had to go as SinBi stretched his body while checking the time. 

10:00PM

". . ." Scratching his eye while blinking a couple more times, SinBi made sure that he was reading the clock correctly.

"Well...crap." It's already this late?!?!

He still had to write, shower, brush his teeth and do some studying…

"Ugh...I'll just write 2 chapters tomorrow. It's fine."

Walking up his stairs to the restroom, SinBi took a shower, brushing his teeth afterwards before studying a bit, becoming sleepy extremely quickly.

Going onto his bed, SinBi quickly dozed off dreaming a bit.

DING DING DING DING

Loud sounds of sirens reverberated through SinBi's room. 

Waking him up, he continued to lay on his bed with his eyes closed while trying to reach and find his phone. 

After stumbling around for a bit, SinBi finally managed to open his phone and shut the alarm off before sleeping again. 

Yet after another 5 minutes, the same type of sounds could be heard once again. 

DING DING DING DING

"Annoying…" Muttering in a soft voice, SinBi finally got up and took a quick shower before scrolling through the notifications on his phone.

This was what he did every day as soon as he woke up, except sometimes he would browse his phone before taking a shower.

"Novel has been updated…"

"Novel has been updated…"

Message from Discord: "Hey are you awake?"

"Webcomic has been updated…"

Clearing it all, he decided to read the newly updated chapters of the novels he was currently reading.

Finishing them all, SinBi played his KPOP playlist once again, learning from his previous mistake not to show himself online on Discord so his friends wouldn't get him to play again. "I have to write no matter what today…"

Opening up Google Docs, SinBi re-read his previous chapter to jog his memory before writing the next one.

Except, he didn't know where to start…

Starting off a new chapter was always confusing for him, questions surfaced on his mind as he wondered how he could go about it.

Pondering for a bit, SinBi thought of a pretty emotional idea for his main character as he started writing.

However once he got into it, SinBi became unsatisfied, erasing the words he wrote down while starting over again.

He does this multiple times and sometimes more than he should, but SinBi would always be satisfied with his writing after a while.

Getting more in-depth into his writing, SinBi did some research over the fan-sites, wikiapedia[7] and digging through old chapters of the original novel to make sure that there were no loopholes with his fan-fiction.

Speaking of this, SinBi didn't understand the hate with fan-fictions at all!

Were fan-fictions not novels? Just because they weren't original ideas doesn't mean that the amount of work placed into writing one was easy. 

Sure there were some novels that weren't up to par, but he knew that his was very good!

He not only spent a long time thinking and writing about his ideas, he also takes a long time thinking of new names for characters, setup and background of how his story was gonna be different while also researching and digging through the original novel's chapters so some of the ideas didn't coincide and make loopholes that were confusing to the readers…

At times, reading some of the original novel's on WebNovel, SinBi would think to himself that he puts way more work than some authors who are writing their own original story…

Sometimes, the truth may not be what it seems.

Just because someone was good or talented at something doesn't designate them as a genius or prodigy…

You wouldn't know how much effort and work they put in behind the scenes...you should always recognize them for their hard work and look beyond the conclusions that you jump to.

Although sometimes they may be true, but most of the times, the truth can oftentimes be shocking.

"Don't lose track of a gem, jumping to glitter."

...…..

Hey guys! SinBi, Rwgey, or Rum here! If you guys don't know me from the Webnovel Discords, I am the author of a fan-fiction novel called 'The Queen's Avatar.'

And as many of you may have guessed, it is a fan-fiction of the novel 'The King's Avatar.'

If you're into video games, I highly recommend the novel!! And maybe you can stop by my novel too. :)

Now with that said, this was the first time I was writing something like this so I hope you guys can bear with the awkward transitions between the third person view.

Still I hope you guys enjoyed my perspective in writing and what I think about the Webnovel community.

While reading, you may notice that there are numbers behind some of the acronyms/words, that was there to define some of the uncommon words/terms that you may not be familiar with, if you are curious and want to know what they mean, here they are!

[1] Discord - Voice Chatting Software/Program. 
[2] Normals - Referring to a game mode inside the video game that was represented in the chapter.
[3] Angry Emoji - The emoji that was used:
[4] VC - Voice Call/Voice Chat. Joining a call with people that requires a microphone to talk into.
[5] Feeding/Carrying - Terms generally used in Gaming, feeding means you're trolling/doing bad. Carrying means you're doing exceptionally well, figuratively, 'carrying your teammates on your back' in the game.
[6] GG - Good Game, generally said after a round or the end of a game as a form of 'good sportsmanship.'
[7] Wikiapedia - Spelled like this on purpose, it's a variation of Wikipedia that gives information on various fan-made pages like 'The King's Avatar.'

Have you ever wondered what your favorite Authors in Web Novels do during their free time? Don't forget that Authors are humans too and they have their own quirks and opinions. 

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Join our fearless Author Elyon as he show you a world filled with Frustrations, Stress, Anxiety, and Procrastination! 

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P.S The Cover Drawing is not mine. I just find it nice so I used it. Full credits go to the owner.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Shin Fu, come out! You're overdue on rent again!"

Bang!

Bang!

"Shin Fu! I can't cover for you anymore!"

"…"

Shin Fu ignored his best friend Jason. 

Staring down through tired eyes at his stain-covered boxer shorts, Shin realized he had more important things to deal with than Jason. Namely a half empty bottle of Miller Light in his hand urging him for another taste. He had another sip before smacking his lips.

"Ah!" Shin Fu felt most refreshed when drowning out his sorrows.

The motel window was more popular than usual this time. The warmth of light crawled through Shin's tightly sealed drapes as he felt a headache coming on. 

'Ugh…' He ached.

Ever since Shin Fu's mother had passed, he simply stopped trying at life. Seemingly realizing as he watched his family putting on fake tears and mingling at his mother's funeral, that in the end, no one really cares. Maybe he didn't matter to anyone either he thought, but their words told otherwise.

"I hate all of you" Shin spoke to himself as he left, never to return.

He stopped trying from that day on. He had dropped out of his college courses with a fat debt, his car's been repossessed, and Shin Fu hadn't even paid rent in at least half of a year. There was nothing left of the things left behind by his parents to pawn. The only thing left was his best friend of 8 years knocking away at his door.

Bang!

"Dammit Shin! They'll really come this time." 

Jason was referring to the hotel management.

Shin Fu turned his head to the door and spoke matter of factually.

"They never came before to collect, so this time shouldn't be any different." He was a veteran at avoiding his bills by now. 

"Your mother wouldn't have wanted this." Jason pleaded.

They were friends since high school. Kind of like peas in a pod, white on rice, or Bonnie and Clyde you know? Fucking inseparable. 

That is of course, until Jason met his wife and got laid for the first time.

Shin Fu concluded that the loss of virginity destroys a man, and ever since, he resented Jason. 

'That's right, fuck Jason!' Shin Fu didn't blink as he reminded himself.

Jason had the perfect life. For one, he actually finished college, he married a woman who looked down on he and Shin's friendship, and even got the job I never could. To come here every week for 3 years, re opening Shin Fu's wounds. The audacity! Shin Fu stood up and spat.

"Stop coming to check on me!" Shin threw his glass at the door. Smashing it.

"Shin-" Jason's voice was cut off abruptly as a figure pushed him aside. 

Noticing the silence and wondering if Jason had given up, Shin Fu felt something he hadn't in a long time. Regret. He didn't mean what he said. No one knew more than Shin how it felt to be rejected. Before Shin could find the courage to respond he was interrupted.

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

The power behind each knock sent a shiver down his spine. Shin Fu unconsciously took a step back in that instant. 

"Bright-vale police department. Open up!" A stern voice bellowed with authority.

"Shit! The motel really called the BVPD?! The cops are here?!" He screamed inside.

'Shit shit shit! What should I do?' Shin Fu looked around him for a miracle. Before he could find one, a key entered my front door. 

Chi cha! Pah!

These motel doors still used 40 year old locks rather than bio scans or even old fucking school key cards. It really made this the least safe option for a place to stay, but that's beside the point. The door swung open.

As they entered, the lights they were flashing assaulted Shin, blinding his vision. Shin could only imagine the disgust on their faces as he rose his hands in surrender. Motel squatting is illegal after all. He awaited the cuffs with his eyes shut tight in resignation.

"…"

Seeing the inside of Shin Fu's room, Jason lost his mind!

There were empty bottles and trash everywhere. The bed looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years. It made him feel as though the Shin Fu he knew who was always organized and sanitized has long since died.

"H… How can you live in this mess? Jeez man!" It was Jason's voice.

"W… Wha… Hold on, what?!" Shin nearly pissed his pants mere seconds ago, but hearing that voice, Shin Fu opened his eyes. He was greeted by a pair of dockers and a polo shorts, he didn't have to look any higher to know that he's been tricked. Jason, and one more piece of shit who wouldn't leave him alone for the past 8 years stared down at him.

"Haha! Damn mutha fucka, this a new low. Get off your knees!" The baritone voice that could only come from a 2 meter tall show off, sang out. That voice Shin confused for an officer belonged to none other than Mark. A.K.A. ladies man.

———————————————————

Shin sat in the backseat of Jason's Tesla while Mark called shotgun. An hour later they turned into a familiar gated area. 

"Where are you taking me?" Shin panicked. He knew where this was, but didn't want to accept it.

"Your mom Shin. You hadn't spoken to her for 3 entire years." 

Jason's voice was solemn as he watched the road, stealing the occasional glance into the rear view mirror. Mark had a similar expression. Only reminding Shin Fu of where he was. They pulled into a space near a charging port for Jason's Tesla, got out, and started walking. 

"You're messed up Fu! If I hadn't visited my momma, her ghost would possess my ass and make me beat myself. You really lost it… We miss you man…" Mark's voice began to break as they arrived at a dark gray tombstone. It read,

"Here lies Li Fu. Though my body will pass, my soul, along with the hope of the Fu clan will live on within our Shin Fu" Below it was the date of his mother's passing, but not her birth date. The Fu clan never marked their birth, as they believed themselves to be undying so long as they had a successor. 

Reading those words Shin Fu became tense. He thought back to all of those summers spent gaming rather than studying hard for exams, the times he stayed out late worrying her, and most importantly the questions. 

"Shin'er, that girl you are taking to Prom. Are you going to marry her?" 

"Shin'er, When will you get married? I just want to see my grandchildren."

"Shin'er, who is this girl in your graduation photo?"

"Shin!"

"Shin-"

"Shin."

Suddenly Shin felt a weight on his shoulder. A warm presence telling him that things would be okay. He broke down… 

"Mom!… Li Xian! I will kill them all!" 

Shin Fu raged, his blood beginning to broil as he remembered the circumstances around his mother's death.

"Whoa! Shin! Your mom wanted you to be happy man. Whether you have kids or not, she loves you. Whether you seek vengeance or not, she still loves you. You can't let that pressure get to you anymore." Jason placed his hand on Shin Fu as he got himself together.

"Nah man, he's right." Mark turned to Shin.

 "Shin, your family had no right to act the way they did, but staying locked away for 3 years? How is that going to solve anything? If anything, you're being a child! Grow the fuck up. While you've been sulking and Jason worshiping his wife I-"

"Hey!"

"Shut up, its true…" Shin Fu spoke this time.

Mark cleared his throat to take back the attention. 

"Like I was saying… While you two were 'busy' I've been working my ass off for you Shin. No one disrespects my family... Look at these." Mark pulled two pamphlets out of his overcoat. 

Both Shin Fu and Jason's eyes widened when they saw the front logo. It read, Immortals Online. It was clearly another game escapade.

"What do you mean by this Mark? Escapism won't help anyone and you know I don't have time these days." Jason's eyes narrowed. 

Ever since he had gotten married, his wife's family took him in and groomed him to become one of the most successful lawyers in the district. If he took the time out for video games like back in high school he would be spitting on all of his accomplishments.

"It's not what you think. This really will help Jason." Mark desperately turned to Shin.
 
"Shin… you remember summer wars right?"

"How can I ever forget. It's how I paid for my first car. The day we formed RS."

"Redemption Squad, exactly! We even had memes about that speech you made for our guild! So epic!"

"…" 

"Mark, shut it. He crashed that 92 Camaro within the first year. That, and we are on hallow ground. You only think about money."

The entire time they bickered, Shin Fu had his eyes glued to the pamphlet. Immortals Online was developed by Fiction Engine. A tech company that took virtual gaming to new heights. On the front cover was a monk on a flying sword, a magician with her staff, and a priest. All in black robes. 

"Cultivators…" Shin whispered to himself.

"What was that?" Jason questioned.

"They are cultivators. My family only let me read fiction outside of my studies in Chinese so that I kept my mind sharp. In Chinese fiction novels, Cultivation was the recurring theme. Some even wander if these novels were actually fiction or historical at times." As Shin's eyes began to show a light they hadn't shown in years, Marks face contorted into a large grin. 

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"I can't believe you are trying to rope me into this… Mark, none of us has even tried virtual gaming. If my wife finds out and says no, it'll just be you and Shin. I can't convince her that there's any hope of success in gaming. She has to see dollar signs. I don't want to get your hopes up." Jason lamented as he thought back to the old days.

"I know… but we have to try… You've always dreamed of making money by gaming, not this legal shit. " Mark scoffed.

"Yes but-"

"And you said it yourself , the Redemption Mafia would never die out." 

"I did, however-" 

"Do it for Shin Fu. We can't do this without you…" Shin stood up in protest.

"Mark, I never said I would join. Thank you for easing my worries, but I've got to placate my families doubts. I'm sure playing Immortals Online could do wonders for my confidence, but no one will take it seriously." He let out his own doubts.

"I'm sorry" Shin added.

Mark tried convincing the two by laying out all of the info about Immortals Online during their ride back to Jason's. He researched it tirelessly after seeing the advert on his way home.

After 8 years of development, Immortals Online would the newest and final VRMMO created by Fiction Engine. It was almost like fate and they were putting their all into this title. To top things off, they offered something most irresistible. 

An exclusive contract to the top 1000 guilds and 100,000 players of each country signed under the Internet Freedom Act. An international constitution granting the provisions of Internet access as a basic right to all of its citizens. Those were the stakes and other companies were getting in on them.

Rumors have it that Azus, Goggle, and Hipster-Gram were already recruiting and sponsoring players who were in training. If they wanted to compete with big business's, Redemption Squad would have to return. As the debate continued in Jason's basement the sound of the front door slamming shut alerted the trio.

"Jason! What did I tell you about leaving the porch light off at night. Hmm?" A strong woman yelled. 

"Honey! I'm hanging with the guys. I'll handle that later!" Jason yelled upstairs.

"Sorry guys, just give me a moment and make yourselves at home." Like a dog on a leash he ran to her call.

Looking around, Shin remembered back to when Jason first bought the house. 

"This basement was meant to become our hideout. An amazing man cave, yet now…" Shin had an incredulous look on his face as he faced a wall filled with shoes and shelves of jewelry before flicking his wrist forward as if casting a fishing line.

"Whaahh-psssh! Whipped."

Our MC, Fu Shin, is a 27 year old drop out. going through severe depression after his mother's passing. His is two best friends, being his only support decide that he needs therapy, gaming therapy! 

Join them as they tackle their first VRMMO experience ever, Immortals Online! 

Walk alongside them in their most intimate moments in their most heart pumping, slime smashing, and **** bashing journey competing to get a life! 

A life, playing video games!
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This is my first fan-fiction, so please don't be too harsh on me. The reason why I decided to write this is very simple. I wanted to read a REALLY good harem story. Don't get me wrong there are plenty of good harem stories out there, but many of them lack one of two things, quality or quantity. Sadly there are very few harem stories out there who have both, so I decided to write my own. There are a few things you should know before reading this novel. The first thing you should know is that this will be a giant harem. The MC will pick up women left and right, so if you dislike that kind of thing I would recommend you drop this novel. The second thing is that all the heroines who are part of MC harem will have huge or giant breasts. The MC is obsessed with boobs, just like Issei from HSDXD, so if you dislike it you should also drop it. The harem of the MC will consist of many women from anime, manga, hentai, anime games, light novels, Chinese novels, and fairy tails as well as many of my OC. If there is a character you want me to add to his harem you just need to write it under the lates chapter. You can recommend any girl you want. It doesn't matter if she has big boobs or not in the original source material. All the heroines who were flat in their original stories will for POLT reasons have huge breasts and those who already had huge breasts will have even bigger ones. However, I should mention that I won't include characters from American comics (no Wonder Woman), tv-series or movies (except RWBY). Also, I won't include characters from shoujo and josei manga (no Sailor Moon). As for the plot, the MC will be reincarnated in a world where many anime characters co-exist (like Start by Becoming a Mangaka), however, he will also travel to other worlds for story reasons. The last thing you should know is that this story will have a slower pace because I want to focus on the characters, so please bear with me.
Here is a list of some of the works I will include in my the series as well as some characters from thous works who I will definitely include in the harem (of course there will be more):
One Piece (i will definitely include Nami, Robin and Boa)
Naruto (Tsunade, Ino, Hinata)
Bleach (Orihime, Rukia, Soi Fon, Rangiku)
High School DxD (sadly for story reasons I can't include Rias)(Akeno, Rossweiss, Koneko, Kuroka)
Highschool Of The Dead (Shizuka, Saya, Saeko, Rei)
Triage X (Mikoto, Sayo, Oriha, Yuko)
Maken Ki (Aki, Haruko, Inaho)
Sekirei (Matsu, Miya, Kazehana, Akitsu, Musubi)
Fairy Tail (Erza, Lucy, Wendy, Juvia, Mavis)
Danmachi (Freya, Hestia, Ais, Liliruca, Hephaestus)
Assassination Classroom
We Never Learn
Goblin Slayer
Gate - Where the JSDF Fought
Farming Life in Another World
How NOT to Summon a Demon Lord
Gun-ota
Hachinan tte, Sore wa Nai Deshou!
Tales of Wedding Rings
Mushoku Tensei
Overlord
Re:Monster
Prison School
Tales of Demons and Gods
That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime
To LOVE-RU 
Yuragi-sou no Yuuna-san
World's End Harem
The Death Mage Who Doesn't Want a Fourth Time
Tsugumomo
Re:Creators
Against the Gods
From Common Job Class to the Strongest in the World
Ancient Strengthening Technique
I'm Bad at Communication, But I Maxed Out My Negotiation Skills So I Got Reincarnated
Grand Prize: Unrivalled Harem Ticket
Sevens
Hajimete No Gal
No Game No Life
Boku No Hero Academia
Black Clover
Monster Musume
Food Wars (Erina, Alice, Megumi)
Hunter x Hunter
Toriko
Kimetsu no Yaiba
The Promised Neverland
One-Punch Man (Fubuki,Tatsumaki)
Nisekoi
Konosuba
Kuroko no Basket and many more.

A man dies and is reincarnated into an anime world.
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the original source materials, they all belong to their original creators, except my OC.

The cover is not mine.

It was natural for the metamorphosing red reiki to have a higher quality than white reiki during the Foundation Establishment Stage. From training the body to expanding the sea of reiki to drawing talismans, the red reiki was infinitely more powerful than the white reiki. Its strength was simply on another level.
However, after Akie Hanzawa had fulfilled his obsessiveness, the remaining amount of reiki was too massive. It would be impossible to assimilate it with the white reiki in his body. Kazuki was worried that the white reiki in his body would instead consume the red reiki.
Then, the red reiki traveled towards the sea of reiki. With the sea of reiki as its center, it flowed to every part of Kazuki's body. Suddenly, the red reiki coursed through his every vein and expanded his sea of reiki.
When the red reiki had washed over his whole body, it gradually disappeared. Kazuki was not disappointed with the results. He could not possibly stop cultivating to preserve the red reiki. After he had calmed down, he proceeded to cultivate with the help of the Sun and Moon Sword… A few minutes later, faint red reiki appeared in the sea of reiki, thus surprising Kazuki.
Did the red reiki assimilate with the white reiki in the body? With this in mind, Kazuki sped up the absorption of the reiki… For nearly an hour, he absorbed the reiki with the assistance of the Sun and Moon Sword.
The reiki absorbed from the world was naturally white and transparent before reaching the Metamorphosis Stage. However, when this white reiki was absorbed into the sea of reiki, an unprecedented phenomenon occurred as it accumulated.
These white reiki accumulated, merged, and shrank in the sea of reiki. Then, faint red reiki reappeared in the sea of reiki. No matter how much reiki he absorbed from heaven and earth, he could not expand the red reiki anymore.
Kazuki let out a sigh and exhaled a wisp of thin air. It flew for a short distance before dissipating.
"I am in the second level of the Foundation Establishment Stage now," Kazuki uttered. He was not overjoyed because the result was expected. The reiki from Akie Hanzawa was enough for him to enter the second level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. From the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Core Formation Stage, the cultivation would progress at the speed of light if there was sufficient reiki.
In the past, there was a cultivation genius in the Spiritual Academy's combat class. The Metamorphosis Stage took him three days, and only 10 days were required for him to enter the Core Formation Stage. Within a month, he had reached the peak of the Core Formation Stage. He remained there for five years before finally entering the Golden Core Stage.
Kazuki looked inside at the sea of reiki and discovered red reiki hovering around. Its size was similar to the red reiki left behind by Akie Hanzawa, and it had not grown even though his limits were expanded.
"It seems like… the amount of red reiki formed by the apparition, and then created in the sea of reiki remains unchanged, no matter how much it is absorbed." Kazuki was not disappointed, because this was an unexpected reward. Instead, he was baffled to know that reiki formed from a dissipated apparition was red in color. It was quite a surprise.
He had minimal experience, he did not know if all spirits were similar. The quality of the reiki from each dissipated apparition might differ, so he would need to observe further.
However, the ancient Cultivators had never recorded this phenomenon. Had they not seen it before? Or maybe… They might have encountered it, but they kept it a secret. They would only reveal the secrets to their successors.
Kazuki was more inclined to believe in the latter.
The Cultivators never mentioned it even after the recuperation of the reiki era. The library had no records too. They didn't need to fulfil an apparition's obsessiveness or absorb the reiki formed after they dissipated. It was simply not necessary for them.
Kazuki pondered for a moment and picked up his phone to look at the time. He found that Chiba Shiori had sent him a message.
"What is your Line ID? I'll invite you to the group ヾ(*?▽'*)?."
"Hello, hello? Why are you not answering me? ((?(//?Д/?/)?))"
The two messages were sent half an hour apart, and the latest one was sent two minutes ago.
Line was the 'Japanese WeChat,' and this application was already installed in Kazuki's phone. He had not logged into Line for a year, but he still remembered his account's password.
After logging into his account, he sent his ID to Chiba Shiori.
"I'll add you (??ω`?)." Chiba Shiori wrote back within seconds.
The group messaging function of Line was different from Huaxia's QQ group or WeChat group. You could apply for them if you had the ID number of the group. Line's group was more similar to the QQ discussion group, whereby only the people you knew could invite you.
Kazuki's used his username 'Magician' as he was immediately invited into a group called 'Light Novel Space.'
"Oh! Oh! New fellow, welcome!"
"Are you a big brother or a big sister?"
"A new member actually joined this old group?"
"It was an invitation from Word Temple-kun…what a surprise."
'Light Fiction Space' had been created for a few years, it was not as lively as the other new groups. After some time, only about 30 people were left, and most of them were older. It was not uncommon to find thousands of new messages every day, as almost everyone was a light novel author. They might be introverts outside the online world, but each of them was a keyboard warrior on the internet.
They were very welcoming to the new member, as this group had not received any newcomers for half a year. Thus, Kazuki received a warm welcome when he joined the group. Some of them proceeded to ask him what works had he written.
"I'm just an amateur. I have been studying how to write novels recently. I hope that I can learn from my seniors if I joined this group," Kazuki kept a low profile, as he was not really a light novelist. He had joined the group to investigate Chiyoko. Presumably, she was a teacher of the fourth class of the second grade in Akichi High School. Thus, it was vital to remain inconspicuous.
"You must be very talented if Word Temple-Kun invited you. Word Temple-Kun published the first novel that 'he' wrote, and even rejected the idea of holding a fan-sign event for 'him.' @YanSiJun, show yourself! You should introduce the person you invited."
As he looked at 'him,' Kazuki realized that the people in the group did not know that Chiba Shiori was a lady.
"Oh, that novel of mine was mediocre. Why should I hold a fansign event? I would be so embarrassed if no one came (｀д′)." Chiba Shiori was relieved no one rejected Kazuki. She rolled in her bed in her pyjamas and laid on her stomach, with both her feet in the air. "Don't worry. The new person I brought in is very talented, but he is still learning. Everyone, please take good care of him (?????)."
Chiba Shiori was quite popular as she was one of the oldest members of the group. The usual lurkers in the group started typing as well when they saw her reply.
"Don't worry. Feel free to ask me any questions you have in the future."
"Troubled Woman-Kun, you should first take care of yourself. Didn't you say that your editor returned your manuscript several times?"
"I knew it was you from how you write. It is indeed Troubled Woman-Kun bragging when I look."
"How dare the oldest newcomer reappear, have you forgotten your gambling agreement with Chiyoko? XDDDD"
"@Magician. Hi newcomer. I'll give you a suggestion since you are still learning to write novels. If you understand Chinese, you can read the online novels written by Huaxia… Someone in the industry read a Huaxia's online novel called 'Rebirth of the Magic Age' and borrowed its ideas for his novel. Now, the novel is published and even animated."
"I've read the novel before, it had no meaningful content… I have no idea why it became so famous."
"It was indeed hollow, but it raked in a lot of money. I am extremely envious! If I understood Chinese, I would also read Huaxia's web novels for reference."
"Ugh… I heard that 'Rebirth of the Magic Era' was written by Huaxia about six to seven years ago…"
"Looks like it is time to learn Mandarin!"
Kazuki observed silently as the group members chattered away. He did not type anything because he did not know what to say. He was a newcomer, after all. Would it be a good idea to ask everyone questions about Chiyoko right away? They would probably kick me out of the group…
Chiyoko did not speak even though he waited for half a day, but he decided against privately messaging her. He was in no rush. After all, he had all the time in the world.


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

Fortunately, Qiao Nan was the one who posed this question today. If it was someone else, it would be so embarrassing if she could not answer it.
It was only until this moment that Shi Qing finally understood. Although she was often the top scorer in the cohort, there was nothing great about it. Regardless of how strong one was, there would always be someone better than them. This saying was never a hoax. 
At the sight of how knowledgeable Qiao Nan was, Shi Qing pursed her lips. She then made up her mind to study and learn well so that she could keep up with Qiao Nan. 
As per what her father's words, it was not unjustified at all that she had scored half a point mark less than Qiao Nan. In fact, it did not reflect the actual gap between Qiao Nan and her.
After flipping a few pages of the Oxford Dictionary, Qiao Nan felt much better. 
Just as what Shi Qing said, it was not easy to buy the authentic Oxford Dictionary because it was comprehensive and thus extraordinarily thick. The English dictionary that the Zhu family bought for Qiao Nan previously was useful but not as comprehensive.
As an individual who would like to deepen the studies of English Language, of course, Qiao Nan needed the Oxford Dictionary.
It was just that the Zhu family bought all these for her previously. Qiao Nan would feel embarrassed to express what she needed. Anyway, those given by the Zhu family were usable too. When she started to earn money in the future, she could always find a way to buy it herself then.
"Thanks for the dictionary. I profited." Qiao Nan smilingly accepted the dictionary without hesitation. "After this dictionary comes to my house, you can forget about having it back. There's a price to pay for sharing each other's weals and woes. I've suffered with you. You won't be unwilling to let me benefit from this, right?" Qiao Nan sounded bold and righteous as she took advantage of Shi Qing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you a mythical beast? After it went into your pocket, I can forget about retrieving it?" Shi Qing laughed. "There's a saying that gifts blind the eyes. Qiao Nan, you took my gift. Don't regret it. From now onward, you're mine." 
"…" Obviously, Shi Qing refused to suffer any loss.
Now, the situations of Qiao Nan and Qiu Chenxi's classes were close to Qiao Nan's prediction. The number of students in Qiu Chenxi's class basically hovered at over twenty.
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, I'm quite interested in English. As such, I have a few questions that I would like to seek your advice on. I wonder if you are free at the moment." This was unlike Qiu Chenxi's class where everyone left immediately upon the end of it. At Qiao Nan's end, this type of situation gradually occurred.
Upon the end of the class, there would always be a few people who would look for Qiao Nan at the stage to ask some questions.
"Sure, you may ask." Qiao Nan was clearing up the table.
"That is… How do you usually improve your English language skills?"
"We generally classify English into two categories, oral and writing. Which aspect do you wish to improve on?" Qiao Nan put down her books and looked at the student seriously. 
"Okay…" The soldier hesitated for a while. "Actually, I wish to improve my writing. I know a little of what you taught but I don't know how to write them. It feels strange. I'm afraid I will forget them soon."
"Writing…" Such strive for progress was hard to come by. "If you wish to improve your writing, I'll give you three suggestions. First, if you can afford it, buy an English dictionary. The more comprehensive it is, the better. Memorize it every day. If you can memorize the English dictionary, your writing will definitely not be poor. There will even be great progress in your grammar. Second, buy some novels to read. The best is those with Chinese on one side and English translations on the other. Third, find some foreign films to watch. Remember, those English films with both English and Chinese subtitles. The third method will not only help in your writing but also your oral skills." 
"So complicated?" The soldier was dumbfounded. He was just trying his luck when he asked these questions.
Given Qiao Nan's age, coupled with the fact that she usually taught them English that was more practical for daily use and the common and simple English knowledge, the solider was not confident if he would really receive an answer after he posed this question. 
Unexpectedly, Qiao Nan not only replied to him but also gave him three suggestions.
Qiao Nan's teaching advice was professional but was not especially difficult to carry out.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I will certainly do so. Then, Teacher Xiao Qiao, do you have any good recommendations?" The soldier asked another question.
To Qiao Nan, she felt that this question was difficult to answer. It would be making things difficult for the soldier. "As to what kind of good recommendations, that will depend on your needs and your current standard of English. As of now, it'd be better if you learn from the basics. Buy an ordinary dictionary will do. The dictionaries that are sold in our country are generally suitable for you. As for the second method, I'm not too sure what kinds of books are published nowadays. To avoid the situation of losing interest in reading, it's best that you choose short or medium-length bilingual novels to buy. Please don't buy long novels. As for the third method, you must pick the films with a genre that you like. For example, shootout or science fiction. It's best not to try the topics that you're not interested in." 
Qiao Nan could only recommend things that would only be available a few years or even a few decades later. If she stated those titles now, she would expose her secret.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I know what to do now!" The soldier's eyes lit up. Qiao Nan gave a very specific answer. After having some directions, of course, the soldier would know how to improve his English if he was eager to do so.
"Don't mention it. Right, I nearly forgot. Maybe you can go and find these items." Qiao Nan tore out a piece of paper and then wrote some English teaching materials. Those were English language teaching materials used for the nine years of compulsory education. "You can read these few volumes of textbooks. The first volume teaches you the basic stuff. If you can afford it, you can also buy a tape recorder. This is because these teaching materials will normally come with a set of listening tapes. You will yield twice the results by doing half the work if you learn and listen at the same time."
"But it'll be hard to find these textbooks." The soldier did not feel ashamed about reading the textbooks studied by children, but he felt that it was too difficult to find these books. He was not someone who was schooling.
"They are very easy to find. Now is the best time to do so. Actually, at the end of every semester, many parents will think that the textbooks are not useful anymore as their children have completed their studies, particularly those whose children have graduated. These parents will sell away all the textbooks. You can look for secondhand stores. There are many books and things there. They are also very cheap. You don't need to spend much. It's just that it may be more troublesome to search for the books. You have to take some time to do so. Those books that I introduced to you are the core ones. If you really go to that place to look for them, you can also get some practice materials at the same time."
"Really?" The soldier's eyes turned even brighter. He was so emotional that the veins on his neck looked like they were exploding. 


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!"

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