People talk about Hero’s in history books... The legends left behind them..... But what about the sacrifices made in vain.

A history of the birth of the Bulgarian Empire, a history of struggle in the small Balkan nations! The protagonist crosses Ferdinand I, leading Bulgaria’s rise.

A reasonably deductive essay without brain damage! A must-see for history parties, foreign history lovers are not to be missed!





(translated chinese novel)

'Foundational Chinese Medicine'
This introduction to Chinese medicine, written according to the Encyclopedia, was a writing of basic theories. The first chapter was the preface but Lin Fan added slightly more, an overview of the origin of Chinese medicine and its developments in the past thousands of years. Anyone who studied Chinese medicine needed to know its history. If one didn't know the history, how would that person learn Chinese medicine?
Hence, before the first chapter, Lin Fan added in the history of Chinese medicine.
He buried his head in it and wrote furiously, occasionally stopping not because he didn't know what to write next but because he felt that his writing was too good, so he needed to stop for a moment and admire his own masterpiece.
The first segment, second segment...Second chapter, first segment: The Theory of Yin and Yang.
The Encyclopedia only included a word description and didn't have any images. If he added an image, it could add some vividness to the book.
The Earth consists of Yin, Yang, and the five elements and the human body was the same. Hence, using the human body to explain the five elements was not a bad choice.
*writing sounds*
The sound of pen against paper emanated inside the shop.
Fraud Tian and the rest were a little startled, wondering what Lin Fan was doing.
Lin Fan seemed to be very different that day and Wu You Lan was a little worried. "Brother Lin, what are you doing?"
Lin Fan didn't even look up. He smiled and replied, "Ming Qing asked me to write new basic teaching materials for the students."
"Er!"
At that point, everyone in the shop knew that Lin Fan's medical abilities were extraordinary, so they didn't doubt him. However, they had never thought that he would be writing teaching materials. That was rather shocking.
Chinese medicine was a large field of knowledge. Those who were able to write teaching materials were basically all expert professors aged seventy or even eighty-plus. As of now, Lin Fan was only twenty-something. For him to be writing Chinese medicine teaching materials, it really was shocking.
…
Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy.
Zhao Ming Qing was also working on this matter. He had already given the word that the First Chinese Medical Academy's foundational teaching materials will all be replaced with new teaching materials in future.
This news spread like a tornado within the academy. Everyone was in disbelief.
The current teaching materials were written by several old Chinese doctors decades ago and had been used until now. Now that he said they would be replaced, the students felt that it was inconceivable. After all, there were basically no teaching materials on the market right now that could compare to those they were using.
Some of the meddlesome students started to protest.
Of course, they didn't protest openly but they posted complaints on the Internet, expressing their unhappiness.
A student from a certain dormitory was furious and he immediately wrote a post and posted it on the Internet.
"Ever since Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy's Director Zhao Ming Qing discovered the medicine for anorexia, he has started to go crazy. Now, he wants to completely replace the teaching materials that we have been using for decades…"
The post was very long. The first part was normal. It just expressed his discontentment and puzzlement at the decision. But the later part consisted of his personal thoughts about the downfall of Chinese medicine and blamed it all on these old Chinese doctors.
They were unprofessional, constantly changing and thus, causing unceasing unrest in Chinese medicine, causing it to be unable to steadily develop like Western medicine.
This matter didn't attract much attention in the beginning. But after some people added fuel to the fire, this post was brought to Weibo and even became trending.
The next day!
When Zhao Ming Qing saw the post on the Internet, his heart shifted. He was a little angry. After reading the post, he could only say that this was abandoning oneself and not forging ahead for Chinese medicine.
Reporters gathered around the entrance of Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy.
When Zhao Ming Qing appeared, the reporters surrounded him.
The reporters didn't understand this kind of situation but they just felt that it was a big piece of news. When there are people protesting, that means there is definitely an issue. Hence, they wanted to find out more.
"Director Zhao, do you have any comments regarding that post on the Internet?"
"Is the Chinese Medical Academy going to abolish the current teaching materials and introduce new ones? According to our knowledge, the Chinese medicine teaching materials that still remain now are not many and the ones that are used now are the best there are."
"The various Chinese Medical Academies around the country have all expressed unhappiness towards your decision to abolish the old teaching materials. They feel that it is against the regulations."
The reporters kept asking questions, one after another.
The surrounding students spectated the scene. They knew that this was an eventful period for the academy and they also knew about the replacement of the old teaching materials.
To outsiders, this may not have been a significant thing but to them, this was incomparably significant.
Nowadays, the Chinese Medical Universities' teaching materials were all chosen by the Education Department and they weren't allowed to be changed without instructions being given.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to manage. If all the schools were in disarray in terms of teaching material, that would not be a good thing.
"Everyone, please quieten down," said Zhao Ming Qing calmly, "I understand that this matter will have repercussions but even so, this must be done because the reason why Chinese Medicine is declining right now has nothing to do with what illnesses it can treat. It is due to do with a lack of resources and manpower. The old edition of teaching materials are very good but times have changed and Chinese medicine must change as well. It has to stay with the times. That's why I'm going to replace the foundational teaching materials.
A reporter said, "Director Zhao, Chinese medicine is a crystallization of knowledge. It doesn't decline like scientific and technological products but it should get better with time. Don't you think this move is a mistake, Director Zhao?"
"Director Zhao, which books are you selecting as your new teaching materials?"
"Director Zhao…"
The reporters were questioning him excitedly. They made Zhao Ming Qing at a loss for words for a moment.
Then, Zhao Ming Qing waved his hand. "This interview shall end here. But I will declare that as the Chinese Medical Academy's Director, I put my students first. That's why I feel that changing the teaching materials is necessary. As for which books I have chosen, I can say this: They're much better than any other books that have been used as teaching materials in history.
Uproar!
The reporters were stunned. They didn't expect Director Zhao to answer with so much swagger and so much self-confidence.
Better than any other teaching material in history. Those were some really big words.
In the office.
Zhao Ming Qing made a call. "Teacher, there's an issue with the reforming of teaching materials."
Lin Fan replied, "What do you think of it?"
Zhao Ming Qing said, "I trust Teacher. That's why we must replace the current teaching materials."
"Then it'll be fine. What's the point of thinking so much? I'm very busy right now. Your teacher has been writing so much every day that my hand is sore. Teaching materials are teaching materials after all. The rigorousness of the content is exceptional. My brain is about to explode," whined Lin Fan.
Zhao Ming Qing was a little embarrassed. "Thank you for your trouble, Teacher."
The next day!
The Education Department held a large conference.
Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy was under their management. The whole nation's Chinese medical academies had the same teaching materials. It was all regulated. Now that Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy wanted to change its teaching materials, that was against the regulations and they had to stop it.
These teaching materials were crystals of knowledge left behind by predecessors. They were written by famous Chinese medical masters decades ago.
Why would they want to change them?
This Zhao Ming Qing was really ridiculous.


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..."

Right after Gun-Ho got off the phone with Jae-Sik Moon, he received another call from President Jeong-Sook Shin.
"Sir, this is Jeong-Sook Shin. I've heard that President Min-Hyeok Kim is having a wedding in Korea soon."
"That's right. What about it?"
"So, his father-in-law and mother-in-law will come to Korea to attend the wedding, right?"
"Of course. Why don't you come to the wedding too?"
"Absolutely. I will be there. I just want to talk to his father-in-law who is a painter."
"Mr. Ding Feng? Why do you want to see him?"
"I am thinking of having his solo art exhibition in Korea. I am talking about the art exhibition of the master of northern school literati paintings—Mr. Ding Feng with GH Media's name."
"His solo art exhibition? That could make money?"
"I believe so, and that's why I am suggesting this to you, sir. Mr. Ding Feng's paintings are so great that people will like them a lot. You paid 550,000 won for his painting yourself too. We can have his solo art exhibition in Korea, and we sell his painting about the same size for 1,500,000 won. That could be a very lucrative business. I believe we can at least cover the rent for the venue and the fees we charge."
"I was told that the oriental paintings are not so popular these days. Do you really think people will pay that much for his paintings?"
"It is true that we will have to take some risk. But that's how we make money in business, isn't it?"
"Haha. You sound more businessman than I am who is currently running an actual business. Well, I will support you on this. Do what you have to do."
"Thank you, sir. I think it's better that you talk to President Min-Hyeok Kim about this first. So he is aware that I want to have his father-in-law's art exhibition in Korea."
"No problem. I will do that."
After getting off the phone with President Shin, Gun-Ho grumbled about President Shin's art exhibition idea.
"I doubt it will be lucrative at all. She is trying to do all those work for small money. Say, we bring his paintings, about 30 of them, and we sell each for 1,500,000 won. Assuming we could sell all of the 30 paintings, we would make only 45 million won. We will have to give half of the sales revenue to the painter, and we are bearing the rent for the exhibition venue and marketing cost. We won't be left with much in the end. Hmm. It's a waste of our labor and time. Let me think about how I can turn this into a lucrative business… Maybe I can make some connection with Seukang Li."
 
Gun-Ho made a phone call to Min-Hyeok Kim first.
"Hey, President Shin of GH Media wants to meet with your father-in-law after your wedding."
"President Jeong-Sook Shin? For what?"
"She wants to have Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition in Korea with his oriental paintings."
"Really? I will talk to my father-in-law."
"Can we tell him that Seukang Li recommended this to us?"
"Well, why not? By the way, the international book exhibition in Shanghai is a success. I read a newspaper article about it and it says that so many young people came to the book exhibition to get the pamphlet for the performance to be held at the sports complex."
"Really? That's good to know."
"Young people are so crazy about the Korean top star—Seol-Bing—and Chinese top star—Ye Long. They both will do the performance there. The news about the performance is everywhere on the Internet."
"If it's a sports complex, it can accommodate a vast number of people, right?"
"I believe they can accommodate more than 10,000 people. The ticket for that kind of performance is very expensive too. If they could get 10,000 people, how much money would they make? Wow. Moreover, it's not a one-day performance, right? They will do it for a few days."
"Hmmm. The entertainment business can be highly lucrative."
 
"Oh, and there is a news article about President Jeong-Sook Shin in the Shanghai newspaper. I made a newspaper clipping."
"Really? What does it say about her?"
"Let me read this for you."
"Yeah. Read it to me."
"Shanghai's international book exhibition had a grand opening at the People's Park exhibition hall. Twenty-six national and international publishing companies participated in it. The book exhibition had drawn a lot of attention from people even before it opened its door to the public. The book exhibition was successful even from the opening day by making sales contracts. The French publishing company—Nantes purchased publication right of a children's storybook, and the Italian publishing company—Verona purchased a novel. Additionally, a Korean publishing company—GH Media made a contract for its publishing right of history books.
GH Media's president—Ms. Jeong-Sook Shin stated that she was certain that the Chinese history books will be very popular in Korea because of the close historical relationship between the two countries: China and Korea. GH Media purchased three Chinese history books."
"Haha. As far as I know, President Shin didn't even talk to any journalist while we were in Shanghai. I can't believe they just made up things like that and put it in the newspaper."
"Do you want me to go on reading it further?"
"Nah. That's enough."
"Well, then, I will talk to my father-in-law about his art exhibition and will let you know."
 
Gun-Ho then made a call to Seukang Li.
"Hey, I heard so many people came to the book exhibition."
"That's right. I was so worried that we wouldn't have enough traffic there. But you can say it was a success. I do appreciate you, President Goo. Distributing the performance pamphlet at the book exhibition was an excellent idea."
 
"You're very welcome, friend. It's actually a return of your hard work."
"So many young people came. I didn't know Korean celebrities are so popular among Chinese youths. It helped our sales too. Chinese cartoon books and romance books were sold substantially."
"Those books' publishing companies must be very happy."
"Of course."
"Oh, you know what? After visiting the book exhibition, we went to see Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition that was being held around the same area. He was having an art exhibition with his oriental paintings."
"Oh, he did? I do like his paintings. My father knows him personally. I believe I have his painting at home. Oh, isn't he President Min-Hyeok's father-in-law?"
"That's right. You must have seen him at Min-Hyeok's wedding. By the way, President Shin of GH Media really likes his paintings, and she wants to have his solo art exhibition in Korea."
"Really?"
"We could get connected with the painter this way because of you, Seukang Li. If it wasn't for your book exhibition, I wouldn't have visited his art exhibition."
"If Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition succeeds in Korea, can you let me know? Since I am in charge of the art field in Shanghai, I'd really like to know how it goes."
"Sure, will do."
"If his art exhibition is successful, I want to try an art exhibition of Chinese young painters with their modern paintings."
"Really? That sounds really good too."
"And also, if Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition is confirmed to be held in Korea, please let me know. I will inform the press here that the famous Korean publishing company which participated in our international book exhibition will hold a solo art exhibition in Korea with the Chinese painter—Mr. Ding Feng. And also saying that they discovered Mr. Ding Feng's fascinating paintings when they visited his exhibition in Shanghai after visiting our book exhibition."
"Sounds good. I will let you know."
 
After getting off the phone with Seukang Li, Gun-Ho was thinking,
'If we do an art exhibition with Chinese young painters' modern paintings, that can turn into a lucrative business in Korea. Is President Jeong-Sook Shin aiming it? Because she knows that I have a personal and close relationship with Director Li of the bureau of cultural affairs and arts in Shanghai. If so, she is a very smart businesswoman. Oh, that's right. I was told that she worked as a curator in an art museum when she was in her 30s."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

"It's true, I don't remember, but you do." Tang Yue said. "With you around, you can help."
Tomcat kept one eye open while the other remained close.
"You wish to get my help?"
Tang Yue nodded.
"Call me daddy." Tomcat hooked its paw.
Tang Yue frowned. "Call you what?"
"Daddy."
"Good son."
…
"What the two of you wish to do is an unprecedented endeavor that will never be matched even in the future. In ancient times, history offices needed decades just to chronicle the previous dynasty. And both of you wish to chronicle all of human civilization." Tomcat yawned as its ears twitched. "Civilization is an ill-defined concept. It covers history, culture, technology, art, and everything you created as well as everything that created you. If you write down the entirety of human civilization's development process into the book, I believe that book will be thick enough to circle Mars several times."
Tang Yue was somewhat alarmed. He knew that it would be a massive endeavor, but he never expected it to be that scale.
He didn't have much knowledge about history, to begin with. Most came from his history textbooks in high school, and in history textbooks, spanning centuries was covered in just a few pages. Even the first emperor of China, Qin Shihuang, appeared only a handful of times.
"The researchers at the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences spend their entire lives researching a tiny slice of history, and that's without any guarantees of them figuring out anything. What makes you think you can chronicle all of human civilization?" Tomcat scoffed. "Do you know the difference between Roosevelt and Roosevelt Jr.?" 
"Simplify it a little. We can simplify it a little." Tang Yue compromised. He did lack the capabilities needed to chronicle all of human civilization. If he made a mistake with Emperor Wu of Han's date of birth and death, he wondered if this particular Mr. Liu Che would travel hundreds of millions of kilometers to Mars to make a protest.
"We can start with a framework based on time, just like a chronicle. Then, we can slowly fill in the details, and develop as we go," Tang Yue said. "Peking Man, Yuanmou Man… We should start with the Neanderthals?"
"Why don't you just start from the Cambrian Period?" Tomcat scoffed. "Why not start from the hallucigenia?"
"Great idea!" Tang Yue clapped. "Earth is gone. We should biographize Earth's history."
"Biographize my ass… Do you know what it means to do things within your means?" Tomcat opened his eyes, waved his claws, and felt a little exasperated. "Are you going to start from the Cambrian period to the Ordovician period, to the Silurian period, to the Devonian period, to the Carboniferous period, to the Permian period, to the Triassic period, to the Jurassic period, to the Cretaceous period, to the Paleogene period, to the Neogene period, all the way to the Quaternary period? Do you have a lifespan longer than Peng Zu[1]?"
"We can simplify it a little. Simplify it a little," Tang Yue said with resent. "For example, we can describe the Jurassic period as a period when reptiles flourished. On the massive continent lived… lived…"
Tang Yue realized he had nearly zero knowledge about ancient creatures. He couldn't even remember the names of any dinosaurs.
"… lived the Plateosaurus!"
Tang Yue finally recalled a name.
Tomcat silently held its forehead.
"The Plateosaurus is a creature from the Triassic period."
"In the Jurassic period, the supercontinent began to break up. Gymnosperms reached their peak development, and there were plenty of reptiles. Among them, Ornithischia and Saurischia dinosaurs had the greatest development. Ornithischia dinosaurs included the Stegosaurus, while the Saurischia dinosaurs included the Allosaurus, Camarasaurus, and Brontosaurus." Mai Dong's voice sounded over the comms as she gave a lively laugh. "Would that be fine?"
"Bingo!" Tang Yue snapped his fingers. "Perfect, lady! That would do! That's it, we shall begin from the Cambrian period!"
Tomcat silently facepalmed.
It didn't dare make the sarcastic remark, "Why don't you start from the Big Bang?"
It was very likely that this clueless idiot would just smack his head and really begin from the Big Bang.
Clearly, just Tang Yue and Mai Dong were insufficient to complete this endeavor. Therefore, the one who would truly end up with all the troubles was Tomcat. It didn't wish to make things worse for itself.
"Alright, alright. You can start wherever you wish to start from." Tomcat sighed. "But what are you going to use to record? Paper? Hard disks? Or carving it on a rock?"
Kunlun Station had lots of paper which Max had brought to solve Goldbach's conjecture, but after Max got engrossed with The Elder Scrolls, this grand goal was thrown to the back of his mind.
"We can't use paper. The density of information it can contain is too little. It has too low a capacity." Tang Yue shook his head. "We don't have that much paper or pens, much less that much manpower."
Using paper to record Earth's history was unimaginable. The efficiency of handwriting records was just too low. In the era before the printing press was created, books and cultural transmission was done by professional scribes. Those people worked late-nights for months to write. Finally, that pitiful amount produced became the exclusive collections of the aristocracy.
Using the capacity of hard disks was viable as Kunlun Station didn't lack hard disks. There were hard disks with tens or hundreds of terabytes of storage. A Chinese character only took two bytes of space, and each letter in the alphabet took a byte of space. If it was all used to store text, the hard disk's storage would be enough to store all the books in human history.
With just Tang Yue and Mai Dong alone, there was no need to worry about having a lack of hard disk space.
"How long can the information on hard disks be preserved?" Mai Dong asked.
"It's hard to tell. The harsh environment on Mars will greatly degrade the lifespan of a hard disk. The particles in solid-state drives that are used to store data are prone to damage. Mechanical hard drives have slightly longer lifespans, but they won't last past a century." Tomcat shook its head. "Even if you were to record the information on a hard disk, where would you store them?"
"The best environment on Mars is here." Tomcat pointed down. "Kunlun Station's lifespan is longer than both of yours, but once you are dead, it won't survive long due to the lack of maintenance. It will last for at most fifty years, and by then it will be in complete ruins. And a century later, the information left on the hard disks would have been damaged and lost."
Tang Yue and Mai Dong fell into a thoughtful silence.
In a certain way, they were writing an epitaph for human civilization. An epitaph was engraved on tombstones for people from the future to see. It needed to be preserved, so even if the coffin and remains in the grave had rotted and reduced to soil, their names would still be known to others.
It was why Tang Yue wished to record something and store it for as long as possible.
Paper and hard disks weren't viable options.
As for engraving it on stone, that was indeed a romantic idea.
If he had the conditions, Tang Yue wished to use the entire Martian surface like paper, using an excavator and tractor convoy to engrave words on Mars, so that the entire Solar System could see it.
But Tang Yue only had a soup-spoon-like shovel on hand.
At best, he could engrave his name on the rock.
However, Lu Xun[2] once said, "The one who engraves his own name in rock, will see their name rot faster than a corpse."
Lu Xun: … I didn't say[3] that. It's by Zang Kejia[4].
[1] Peng Zu is a legendary long-lived figure in China. He supposedly lived over 800 years in the Shang dynasty.
[2] Lu Xun was a short story writer, editor, translator, literary critic, essayist, and poet, a leading figure of modern Chinese literature in the 1930s.
[3] It has become a meme that many quotes are misattributed to Lu Xun.
[4] Zang Kejia was a Chinese poet famous in the 1940s.


Payload specialist, Tang Yue, who is a mechanical and electrical engineer by training, is left stranded on Mars when he receives news from his AI robot assistant, Tomcat, that Earth has exploded. He believes himself to be the last human in the Universe.
Turns out, he is only the last man in the Universe. Botanist, Mai Dong, had been left on the United Space Station (USS) orbiting Mars, to await Tang Yue's ascent to the USS before they make their journey back to Earth. But now, it's impossible.
Join the trio's quest for survival as they attempt to unravel the mystery of Earth's disappearance.

Shi Lei's Weibo was suddenly bombarded by comments saying [Your mother's calling you home for dinner]. 
He turned green the moment he refreshed his feed. 
At first, he was content to let it be, but these words had even put his name in front of it!
A personal attack, this was a blatant personal attack! 
Shi Lei steadied his breath, however, he was a smart man, and knew he could not insult all of the Ys. Therefore he targeted Ye Lingchen. [Ah ah, apart from insulting people what else are you good at? I will show you what true Chinese Martial Arts is!]
In recent years, military themes were gaining popularity. A lot of people dreamed of getting into the Warrior's Department. Therefore, the notion of Chinese Martial Arts had crept into the hearts of people. 
Shi Lei's words immediately got the excitement of several Martial Arts fans. 
Seeing the effects of him jumping on the Martial Arts bandwagon, a smile crept across Shi Lei's face. He began to openly promote his movie, occasionally explaining a few Martial Arts techniques and Martial Arts jargon. It made the fans extremely excited. 
Ye Lingchen hesitated for a moment before he commented on Movie Y's Weibo. 
[Kung Fu has always enjoyed a long history and has existed since ancient Chinese times. Regardless of whether it is the heroes of the Three Kingdoms era, or the generals of the Tang and Song eras, or the Shaolin Temple that everyone is familiar with, we can see the presence of Martial Arts. However, in recent Chinese history, there are still people who study martial arts, and their legacy may be expanded into tradition or quietly respected with no recognition or publicity.]
[However, the greatest warriors serve the people and the country! Martial Arts is not just about fighting, it primarily exists in oneself! Everyone can become a warrior, everyone can be a hero to the people around them. This is determined by one's determination!] 
[Soon, I will be shooting a movie myself, and it will be about the legacy of a warrior of recent times, it will be called... "Huo Yuanjia"!] 
Ye Lingchen was from the Arts stream, and he naturally studied history. He had long read the history books, and Huo Yuanjia was a figure that gave him a very deep impression. 
The textbooks did not say much about Huo Yuanjia, it only spoke briefly about his time fighting the Japanese, and studied martial arts. His fate was that he was a hero that was killed by Westerners in a battle, and the details were unclear. Therefore, not many people knew about Huo Yuanjia. 
Due to Ye Lingchen's interest in Huo Yuanjia's martial training, he had taken the time to find reference books about the matter as well as folklore. Only then did he know about Huo Yuanjia's story. 
He was a hero that made the Westerners acknowledge Chinese Kung Fu! 
He was the one that preserved a shred of national dignity for the Chinese! 
History could not forget! 
Perhaps he should let more people be aware of this folk hero! 
As soon as he posted those words, Ye Lingchen's Weibo sunk into a short silence. 
Following that, like an avalanche, it reached a boiling point! 
[The greatest warriors serve the people and the country! Everyone can be a hero to the people around them! Wow, I got goosebumps!] 
[Who didn't get them! My blood boiled, and I nearly picked up a weapon to cross the sea to pick a fight with the little nation of the sun[1]!]
[I was just in class, and the teacher came over to confiscate my phone. Without a word, I suplexed him into the ground. Do you guys respect me yet? I won't say much more, I need to write a letter of reflection.] 
[Huo Yuanjia? Isn't this the name of a person? I'm looking forward to it!] 
[Just based on this sentence, I have to watch it. I only don't know if Y will star in it.] 
…
A pebble caused a thousand ripples. 
Ye Lingchen's Weibo not only made the large part of the audience reach a boiling point, even the entertainment industry started to stir. 
Shi Lei could not help but smile, and his eyes had a condescending air about them. 
Ah ah, this Y is too naive, thinking he could just shoot a movie by himself? 
He could not even take such a bit of poking, was he going to learn how to shoot a movie by himself? 
Director, screenwriter, actor. He has nothing, how would he do it? 
Stupid, how stupid! 
When he embarrassed himself, Shi Lei would have to take the opportunity to laugh at him! 
In his joy, he could not help but reply to Ye Lingchen's post, [I hope our movies premiere at the same time, and we can compare them. Hopefully, someone will know their place!] 
Ye Lingchen replied, [I hope so too!]
At the same time, Xiao Feifei was paying close attention to what happened. 
She paused when she saw Ye Lingchen's Weibo, and a flash of displeasure crossed her face. Was this not an empty boast? 
"Hasty, too hasty! Sister Lin could not stop shaking her head, "He doesn't have a cast or preparations, and he wants to compete for movies with Shi Lei? What kind of fantasy is that?!" 
"Sister Lin, Lingchen is young. It's unavoidable that he would think he's indestructible." Xiao Feifei felt helpless herself. She took up her cellphone, she hesitated a few times over whether she should call Ye Lingchen. "It can't be helped, I'll star as the female lead in his movie." 
Xiao Feifei was the queen of TV series and had never starred in a movie. If she were to advance to the silver screens, your debut role would be extremely important. It may even determine her position in the film industry. For her to sacrifice it for Ye Lingchen was an extremely unreasonable decision. 
However, she could feel Ye Lingchen's determination, and she did not speak up to advise him otherwise. 
Li Tai on the other hand immediately called Ye Lingchen. 
"Brother Ye, you want to shoot a movie? Do you need my help? I know a lot of movie directors, we can get in contact and discuss it." 
"Director Li, right now I only have a skeleton plan, and I am looking for an opportunity to carry our castings." 
"Casting will not be an issue. Our series will be making casting auditions soon. There will be a great many people coming to apply for extras and other such roles. When you're free you should come and take a look." 
"That's great, thank you, Director Li." 
"You're welcome. But when you make it big next time, don't you ever forget me." 
"Of course." 
Li Tai was discrete enough to not ask Ye Lingchen about sensitive questions such as the script. He only offered help wherever it was needed. 
Wu Yong was the director of "I am a Hero" in which Shi Lei starred in. 
He too was paying close attention to the matter. 
Other cinematographers and editors were there as well. When they saw Ye Lingchen's Weibo, they could not help but laugh cynically. 
[He really is a greenhorn, does he think that shooting a movie is easy?]
[A fresh initiate who doesn't know anything, even if he shoots a movie will any cinemas allow it to be screened?]
["Huo Yuanjia"? What kind of joke is this? Just based off of the name you know it's going to be bad!]
[Even if it can premiere, the showings will be pitifully little He'll make a huge loss!] 
[This Y has gotten a big head, just a few days of fame and he doesn't know his place, how funny!] 
Other such similar comments were popping up all over the place. 
In the entertainment industry, not many people looked up to Ye Lingchen. 
Especially since this was not some child's play. Ye Lingchen's Weibo was incredibly naive in their eyes. 
Ye Lingchen had no time to pay them heed. Shi Lei was using him to gain popularity, and he was not going to give Shi Lei any more help to boost his popularity. 
After some time, under Ye Lingchen's anxious gaze, his popularity score finally broke the 100,000 mark and had even achieved 118735. 
He could finally ascend one of his proficiencies. 
Ye Lingchen took a deep breath, and could not help but feel a sense of trepidation. 
The more he knew the benefits of ascending a proficiency, the more anxious he felt. Strangely, there was also a sense of excitement. 
Well, he should begin...
[1] Obviously a reference to Japan, but I chose not to use Japan in itself to portray the disdain the comment had for the nation.


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

At the same time, Sakata and the others also reacted. He shouted. "This is Shirō Ishii's Unit? Don't tell me it's Unit 731?"
"What is it? What are you talking about?" Matsushita looked confused.
Yamamoto said in fear, "Unit 731 of the Japanese army, the Guangdong Epidemic Prevention Department of Water Supply! We're doomed, they brought us here to be guinea pigs! Run!"
Yamamoto wanted to run, but he was immediately knocked to the ground by the Japanese. Following that, the four of them were dragged into the military compound like dead dogs. As the metal gates closed, despair and madness flashed through their eyes.
When the metal gates closed, the four of them were locked in a cage. They tried to explain in the beginning, but the moment Sakata opened his mouth, he was hit by a rifle in the mouth. Half of his teeth were knocked out as he covered his mouth and squatted there coughing up blood.
The others didn't dare utter a word.
"Yamamoto, did you just say that this is Unit 731, the Guangdong Epidemic Prevention Department of Water Supply? But wasn't it written that this is Shirō Ishii's Unit at the entrance?" Matsushita asked in a trembling voice.
Yamamoto slumped against the ground and said, "I told you to read more books already. Although the shinajin back then…" As he said that, a look of confusion flashed across his eyes. He had watched Japanese anime from a young age and had developed a strong interest in Japanese culture. Later on, he joined the Japanese culture chat group. In the beginning, he didn't say anything, but as the conversation became more and more exciting, he had started to become curious.
At first, the group chat only talked about Japanese culture. Then, they began to judge the difference between Japanese culture and Chinese culture.
Following that, people said that Japanese culture was actually older than Chinese culture. The two just had their resemblances, so it wasn't that Japanese culture was derived from Chinese culture. They weren't 'the students of China' or the 'heirs of China' as was always proclaimed.
Following that, a group of people obtained all sorts of supposed historical information from unknown sources and began to deny Xu Fu's journey to the east that eventually resulted in Japanese society. They denied that Japan had any cultural connection with China.
At first, he found it novel, especially exciting and interesting.
Hence, he began to talk about related topics as well.
Gradually, he read history books from Japan, and so-called official histories from England and other developed countries. He read that the Japanese hadn't killed the Chinese; instead, they had even saved many Chinese. They gave civilization to China and spread the so-called tradition of culture. Even if there had been deaths, they had been the deaths of trash who blindly resisted.
His thinking eventually devolved to putting China in a negative light. It made him feel that the Chinese were uncultured and suffered from a chaotic society. Nothing they did was ideal. All the ones who extolled the goodness of Chinese society were either members of the water army[1] or the fifty-cent army[2]. If not, they were idiots who never read international news or Japanese history books.
Slowly, he looked at his country from a superior vantage point, believing that he was better than everyone else. He suddenly realized that the country was nothing but trash while Japan was filled with elites. Everything there was so wonderful…
He began to look forward to going to Japan. Later, Tojo came to him and got him to express his loyalty. He claimed that only by doing so could he become a Japanese.
And before that, he had to first become a spiritual Japanese person, basically, a weeaboo.
After that, Yamamoto participated in the few so-called military plans recently organized by Tojo. He spent a month's salary to buy various military uniforms. Then, he went to some sensitive places to take photos and post them to the group. The praise he received pushed him to cloud nine…
He had always thought that he could become Japanese in that way, and that what he knew was the truth. What others knew was all based on fake evidence produced by the Chinese government, and it was all an illusion. Therefore, the more he looked at the so-called evidence, the more disgusted he felt.
However, now that he had really transmigrated and returned to the past, the situation he was facing was not how he thought it had been! It wasn't as Tojo said…
At this moment, he heard people discussing outside. "Four more test subjects?"
"I heard that they were picked up on the streets. They foolishly ran over and even said that they were spiritually Japanese. What a joke. Who needs such trash? Their only value is as guinea pigs," another person said.
"The frostbite experiments seem to be lacking a test subject. Send one over." At this moment, a voice that seemed like it belonged to an officer sounded.
When Yamamoto heard that, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously backed away.
At that moment, the metal gate opened, and two Japanese soldiers rushed in with ferocious looks. Their gazes landed on Yamamoto, and they pulled him out.
"Don't… Don't come over! Don't!" When Yamamoto heard that he was going to be taken away for an experiment, he screamed in Japanese in fear. However, the two Japanese soldiers didn't care what he said and dragged him away!
Amidst his horror, he had no idea where he got the strength to push the two Japanese soldiers away. He pounced on Tojo and grabbed the collar of his shirt. He roared angrily. "Didn't you say that all of this was fake? What the hell is going on?"
Tojo didn't struggle. Instead, he looked at him coldly and said, "It's your honor to be experimented on by the taijin. If you die, you'll die a worthy death. Didn't you want to spiritually be a Japanese person? You will succeed with your death."
"F**k you!" Yamamoto waved his fist and was about to hit him when a Japanese soldier knocked him unconscious and dragged him away.
When Tojo saw this, he took a deep breath and treated the person who had been pulled away as a dead dog.
As Matsushita and Sakata looked at the cold Tojo, they couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for their own kind. They suddenly realized that they had been fooled…
At the same time, someone looked shocked.
That was Fangzheng!
Fangzheng sat on the spot in a daze. It was not because of anything else, but because he realized that as the dream developed deeper, he couldn't control the development of the dream! It was as if this was not a dream, but a real world that had been pulled out through a dream.
The four of them had entered another world!
Originally, Fangzheng wanted them to see the sins committed by the Japanese back then as well as use it as punishment. But things changed soon after Fangzheng started his dream, more precisely the instant the four of them walked out of the metal door.
Fangzheng discovered that the dream was beginning to escape from his control. The contents he read on his cell phone were no longer able to keep up with the speed of the dream's ability for self-improvement and development. The Japanese soldiers, the corpses strewn all over the floor… These were not fabricated by him, but created out of thin air. It was as if they were supposed to be there!
Fangzheng couldn't help but ask the System in his heart, "System Bro, what's going on? Did This Penniless Monk lose control of A Golden Millet Dream?"
The System only replied after a while before sighing, "A Golden Millet Dream can pull people into a dream. There are two essential parts of this dream. One part is made up of the memories of the other party, and the other is made up of your memories. Entering the memories of others is the simplest. All it takes is some simple guidance to achieve it. Making use of your own memories is relatively difficult, because you need to fabricate a dream by yourself. It cannot be too ridiculous, or it will easily make the other party awaken, or the dream will have very little effect on them."
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_Water_Army
[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/50_Cent_Party


In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn't a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn't large but it has everything. The temple isn't large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn't large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, "I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that's not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!"

This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.

Jiang Cheng's father, Jiang Dejun, was a very traditional man especially when it came to his work. He always considered himself a traditional scholar and held himself to old traditional ideas. 

So when Jiang Cheng applied to Shanghai Drama Academy, although Jiang Dejun eventually nodded his agreement, he still held some reservations.

Jiang Dejun had always wanted Jiang Cheng to inherit his so-called traditional culture and ideas, so he always wanted him to become something along the lines of a literary major or a history major, he didn't expect Jiang Cheng to choose the performing arts.

He had always held a biased opinion against actors and the entertainment industry and though acting was considered part of the arts he viewed it as something of lower rank. 

In the past, Jiang Cheng always wanted to prove to his father that even if he became an actor in the future, he wouldn't forget the culture, traditions, and ideas inherited from Chinese civilization and would instead strive to promote them.

The old Jiang Cheng thought of writing a book. He thought if he could write a book that could gain Jiang Dejun's admiration and respect, he would have no objections.

It was a pity that although he was very smart and held outstanding academic achievements since childhood, engaging in book publishing and editing work since childhood, his fondness of literature and writing alone wasn't enough when it actually came down to it.

Writing a book was very difficult.

After all, writing one wasn't just writing whatever came to mind but the long-term accumulation of skill and writing material.

Therefore, although the original Jiang Cheng always held such an idea it unfortunately never came to fruition.

But there was no such problem now. Jiang Cheng had a lifetime of memories and experiences. Not to mention Jiang Cheng himself was a screenwriter, a master of storytelling. In his memories there were a huge number of best-selling books, more than a decade's worth. 

However, considering his current age and identity, Jiang Cheng decided to plagiarize the future historical book: 'Stories About The Ming Dynasty' that would become popular in the south and the north.

In the past, when it came to history, the first thing people thought of was the rigid records of history textbooks. Rarely did anyone except those studying the subject deliberately consult those history books. It was because the books were truly unsightly!

Except for those without much choice or the truly enthusiastic no one else would be willing to troll through thick chunks of information filled with nothing but facts and dates. 

But the emergence of "Stories About The Ming Dynasty" had broken those previous conventions, letting people realize for the first time that history could be written like this.

Although it delivered the same information, the writing method used by the author was different. It was a kind of fresh brushwork full of vitality, the characters seemed like they were all about to jump out of the book.

With his pen, the historical figures were no longer rigid names you had to memorize for an exam but real people. As the Ming Dynasty experienced its ups and downs, you couldn't stop reading. 

True to the opening words of the book: [History should be fun to read]. The author did his best to make learning about the Ming Dynasty enjoyable.

As a screenwriter, Jiang Cheng knew that the success of a good book was one that allowed the reader to have a strong sense of substitution when reading it. If there was a sense of substitution, the reader would unconsciously fall into the world of the book and would read on not wanting to stop; on the contrary, if there was no sense of substitution, the reader would just place the book down and move on.

Undoubtedly, the previous rigid history books wouldn't give anyone a sense of substitution. 

Especially now so, as technology developed and people became less and less interested in researching the past and reading ancient texts. With less and less need in real life, there were fewer and fewer people who studied history.

"Stories About The Ming Dynasty" was different. The author Mingyue used humorous language to narrate those historical events like they were telling a story. The historical characters were given humanity and character, this made them feel more like humans with flesh and blood, people that had actually lived once upon a time. 

The reader discovered over time that the emperors and princes in history too were ordinary people, they too had joys and sorrows, as well as worries and fears. As if passing through space and time, the reader felt a strong resonance and those historical figures and historical events seemed to be within reach.

This book successfully increased interest in history. Showing that history wasn't something only for professors but something that everyone could touch.

Therefore, writing this book could not only cope with Jiang Dejun's complaints, but also indirectly ignite his fame, killing two birds with one stone, especially since he was most in need of fame now, why not?

Getting excited as he thought of his plan, Jiang Cheng immediately acted.

First of all, he found lots of books about the Ming Dynasty. After all, it was a thing of his previous life. Jiang Cheng's memory of the book was only an approximation, he only remembered the language style, as well as the overarching plot. 

Moreover, Jiang Cheng didn't intend to copy Mingyue word for word, it would only be a loose frame, he wanted to write something that was his own.

Fortunately, his father had a plethora of history books if nothing else.

After selecting a couple of relevant ones, Jiang Cheng turned on the desktop again and opened up Word.

The first input was a huge title- [Stories About The Ming Dynasty]

Then the famous sentence under the title: [History should be fun to read] 

The title of the first chapter "Emperor Hongwu" followed and as the story of the legendary emperor Zhu Zhongba slowly unfolded, the book also began to take shape little by little....

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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"There's no need to lower yourself to such a person's level. The more angry you get, the more smug they will be. Usually, they just need to ignore these people. After all, no matter what she says, you won't lose anything. ''. "On the contrary, in the eyes of others, she's a girl with no morals. " Qian Shuishui was very open-minded There was nothing she could do. She had experienced too many things. It was rather childish for this little girl to say such things. After all, it was hard to say such things.
Mu Zilin turned his head and looked at Qian Shuishui strangely. "Shui Shui, something must have happened to you. You're so calm today. "
"I'm still me. Maybe it's because I've been sick for the past few days that I've suddenly thought of a lot of things. The reason why you're so angry after hearing her words is because her words have provoked you. At the same time, I can see that you're also quite concerned about your grades."Qian Shuishui thought so After all, the other party was mainly talking about how his grades were. However, Mu Zilin's reaction was too intense.
He was dumbfounded. Why was Shui Shui acting like a little adult today What she said really hit the Bullseye. His mother nagged him about his grades every day because he had a very outstanding elder brother above him. They were always compared and he hated them. However, he didn't hate his elder brother. Instead, he admired his elder brother very much.
Because of this, on the one hand, he wanted to change, but on the other hand, he had no way to change himself. He saw that the time for the middle school examination was getting closer and closer. He also had remedial classes. In fact, he did not have any efficiency, so he thought that he was not the type to study He began to give up on himself.
Shui Shui was the same as him. She was very free and easy. However, he knew that Shui Shui was also feeling bad, but there was no other way. However, the two of them could go to the same school together. If there was anything in the future, they could share it together.
"Shui Shui, I think you should stop daydreaming. Let's go to the eleventh high school. It's very convenient too. " Mu Zilin started to persuade Shui Shui again.
Shui Shui couldn't help but laugh. "If we really go to the eleventh high school, that woman will probably be even more arrogant when she sees us. You're my friend. I won't leave you alone. From tomorrow onwards, we'll study together. "
"... Holy Sh * T, Shui Shui, are you serious?"Mu Zilin didn't dare to be careless this time. This was because Shui Shui had said it many times and her attitude was very serious. He couldn't joke around anymore ...
When the others heard this topic, they went to order Sushi on their own. The relationship between the two of them was very good. No matter what school they went to, they had no choice. Their families couldn't compare. Perhaps they could only go to those poor high schools.
Shui Shui and Mu Zilin sat down. Shui Shui Shui casually ordered a few cooked dishes. Mu Zilin kept asking, "Shui Shui, say something. "
Qian Shuishui's clear eyes stared straight at Mu Zilin. Mu Zilin was almost embarrassed. At this moment, she slowly opened her mouth "I've tried my best. If I really can't do it, then I'll give up. But now there's still time. If there's a chance to work hard, then I'll give it a try. I think it's not bad. This coffee shop is pretty good and quiet enough. I should come often. If you want to study with me, then I welcome you very much because you're my friend. "
Mu Zilin was very touched because Shui Shui rarely said such emotional words, saying that she was my friend. He pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and then opened them, revealing a pair of eyes with a determined look "who asked you to be my friend? I can't just watch you study alone. That would be so boring. I'll go with you. I'll look for you every day. You've asked for a month's leave, and I'll ask for leave too. I won't be able to learn anything in school anyway, and the teachers can't wait for me to ask for leave. "
Shui Shui was also clear about Mu Zilin's situation. His foundation was just a little better than his original body.
The teaching in school would definitely not be able to keep up. If she was with him, she could spend more time helping him. In her previous life, she did not have many friends. She was surrounded by colleagues, and the so-called friends were only close because of her reputation Although Mu Zilin was cynical, his nature was not bad. He was also very simple-minded. She was willing to teach such a friend. No matter how he studied, this could be changed.
The two of them had an agreement and happily had their meal. After the meal, in the afternoon, Qian Qian suggested, "you two go shopping first. I'll bring Zi Lin to buy some books. See you at the KTV tonight. "
"Sure! "
Everyone was indifferent. Anyway, there were activities at night. Mu Zilin was a little depressed. He wanted to buy books. Why did he feel unhappy. However, he still followed Shui Shui to the Central Bookstore. The two of them walked directly to the section of the Middle School tutoring book. Shui Shui said as she walked, "our main subjects for the middle school examination are Chinese, mathematics, English, physics and chemistry, as well as history and sports. "
"History and sports add up to only 100 points. Physics and chemistry combined papers are 100 points, while the rest are full marks of 100 points. Therefore, for our Chinese, we just need to buy the college entrance examination questions from previous years. It's the same for history. English can only rely on memorizing words. Finally, for the three subjects of science, we need to buy books and practice questions. "You go and find the questions for the liberal arts subjects every year. I'll look for the science subjects. We'll split the work and work together. " Shui Shui's thoughts were very clear She had already thought of what to do. She was also thinking about these things at the last minute. However, she felt that it was already pretty good to be able to complete it in three months.
Mu Zilin felt a little dizzy listening to it. "I don't remember what you said just now. "
"Forget it. Just follow me quietly. I'll go and pick. " Shui Shui did not do anything. After all, he was still a child. She would still be tolerant and understand. Moreover, she did not mind.
Shui Shui picked the materials for the science subjects very quickly. She flipped through them casually and felt that they were not bad, so she took two sets. After that, she picked the arts subjects. Shui Shui immediately took the English Encyclopedia for the Middle School examination. She took the Chinese language and history exam questions and went to settle the accounts. Mu Zilin looked at the pile of materials and swallowed his saliva. He felt like he was dreaming. There were only three months left. Was it really useful to cram at the last minute.
Then, Shui Shui went to buy a dozen notebooks and a box of water-based pens. Once these things were bought, it was enough. They could start learning tomorrow.
Mu Zilin held all the things in his arms. No one knew the bitterness in the baby's heart. However, he had already said it and bought all the things. He could only endure for the next three months.
Shui Shui walked behind him. Sometimes, when they were side by side, she would see Mu Zilin's conflicted expression. She reached out and patted Mu Zilin's shoulder. "three months. Didn't you want to go to the same school as me? "
"Yes! As long as you can persevere, I can definitely persevere. " He couldn't be weaker than Shui Shui, right? After all, he always scored higher than Shui Shui in every exam.
The two of them smiled knowingly. Shui Shui felt that this child was very simple. It was not bad for him to be competitive. Moreover, he was such a self-respecting person, so she believed that he was a man of his word.
She looked ahead and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. Her confidence was so high that even Mu Zilin, who had inadvertently turned his head, was stunned.
This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy. Please do not reprint it!


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?

Interestingly, I took the old maps, the Arabian paths, and made a map with it, put it on ea satellite images of different years and I got a new map. Map of the ruins and trade roads of the Silk Road period. On them I even found the lost cities and villages that existed in the 7-9 centuries of our era and were in the 10-16 centuries. And then they suddenly disappeared.

- Gone? How so? Were and suddenly gone?

Everything is simple. The situation changed, copper was no longer needed, in such volumes as was previously required, in other cases, there were gold mines near the settlements ... but then they were canned ... and the merchants stopped coming. Since there was nothing besides gold in these cities ... there were also those cities where roads changed, they began to pass through more convenient places ...

Merchants stopped coming ... and people left the cities ... some villages were covered with sand ... some were smelled during the era of total industrialization ... During the race for the USA ... when the task was to get more crops than in the USA. ..

And everything that could be smelled and turned into arable land was smelled. During this period of time, many old clay fortresses and caravanserais suffered this fate.

Surprisingly then these objects were not even studied by historians ... how many books in Arabic were simply destroyed, as well as in Chinese, in Persian ...

Now it's just that I am doing research ... I learned a lot. China and Persia were much closer to us than described in historical literature. Neither the Greeks nor the Chinese had a greater influence in antiquity.

Now the Chinese have come to Small-An again ... they are a deterrent to the neo-colonization ... of large empires.

The Silk Road unites ... as in antiquity ...

... Previously, our mountains of Light ... were closer to Arabistan, Europe, China, Persia than now ... there was trade, caravans arrived every 2-3 months ... brought goods from the East.

Bananas, nut nuts ... were known back in the 15-17th centuries ...

It was later that, with the advent of the Iron Curtain, all trade relations were broken ... and our mountains simply became a "region forgotten by the world."

For example, in the mountains, on the pass, I found an old Arabian caravanserai. Its ruins ... it operated from the 9th century to the 12th century ... when I looked near its walls, at a depth of 40 cm I found a couple of coins ... they were dated to the Tang era and 5 dynasties and 10 kingdoms and the Yuan empire ... So the trade continued ?!

There were Arab dinars and Umayyad dinars and dichramas ...

Of course, there you need to work with a metal detector and geophysical equipment. But it's impossible to work with us at such facilities without obtaining special permission from the Committee for the Preservation of Cultural Heritage. Especially if it is not a legal entity. In general, I have filed an application so far, but there is no answer ... I've been waiting for the third year already. This is probably why many mountain areas still remain "white spots" in history.

There is another interesting object to study, an ancient fortress, on the site of the settlement and the source of water, known since the Neolithic! The fortress appeared later in the 8th-13th centuries and was rebuilt three times in the 14th century, 16th and 19th ...

The study of the fortress was ... but superficial in 1946, 1957 and 1976 ... and now there are new tools, new technologies that could give more practical material ... but for some reason everything remains unexplored.

History is also part of politics ... some of the data can simply be silent, forget, not say ... here history turned in another direction. Although this is a substitution, falsification of facts, but who cares? History as a science, this is a separate song ... but we will not talk about this sad topic.

For example, following a map compiled by myself, I went from a wholesale bazaar where goods were brought from Yarkend, Kashgar and Gaochan ... to the Svet Mountains. Surprisingly, on the way I used a metal detector ... found a lot of interesting material ... can be called cultural heritage monuments ...

These are mainly coins and arrowheads ... broken copper jugs, saber remnants, peak tips ... horseshoes ...

In the mountains of Light, I also found cartridges, cartridges, a pair of rifles and revolvers and machine guns of the First World War ...

Surprisingly, our region of the mountains of Light covers an area of ​​40 thousand square kilometers and the history of the eras of various empires, powers and principalities over 60 centuries is concentrated on it !!!!

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

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