valmon Dain was a scientist who invented a machine which enable him to connect with any electronic communications which he mainly uses it to track criminality act and report it to the police.

A video game is an electronic game that involves interaction with a user interface to generate visual feedback on a two- or three-dimensional videodisplay device such as a touchscreen, virtual reality headset or monitor/TV set. Since the 1980s, video games have become an increasingly important part of the entertainment industry, and whether they are also a form of art is a matter of dispute.

The electronic systems used to play video games are called platforms. Video games are developed and released for one or several platforms and may not be available on others. Specialized platforms such as arcade games, which present the game in a large, typically coin-operated chassis, were common in the 1980s in video arcades, but declined in popularity as other, more affordable platforms became available. These include dedicated devices such as video game consoles, as well as general-purpose computers like a laptop, desktop or handheld computing devices.

The input device used for games, the game controller, varies across platforms. Common controllers include gamepads, joysticks, mouse devices, keyboards, the touchscreens of mobile devices, or even a person's body, using a Kinectsensor. Players view the game on a display devicesuch as a television or computer monitor or sometimes on virtual reality head-mounted displaygoggles. There are often game sound effects, music and voice actor lines which come from loudspeakers or headphones. Some games in the 2000s include haptic, vibration-creating effects, force feedback peripherals and virtual realityheadsets.

Since the 2010s, the commercial importance of the video game industry has been increasing. The emerging Asian markets and mobile games on smartphones in particular are driving the growth of the industry. As of 2018, video games generated sales of US$134.9 billion annually worldwide,[1]and were the third-largest segment in the U.S. entertainment market, behind broadcast and cable TV.

Li Ang brief remark, in the principle of not making a mistake without speaking, in addition, he is observing his player, looking for feelings, he must grow as soon as possible to meet the current job needs.

The training in the morning was not shocking. The little players had a good training schedule for assistant coach Pablo Banderas. In addition, the guy who stood on the sidelines wearing huge sunglasses and a cool face also succeeded in generating the children's interest.

"The coach is really cool."

"Awesome!"

After the training, the children chatted, the topic characters were their coaches, whether it was Li Ang KOCandelária's kung fu feat, or the magical guidance of yesterday's game, or today wearing sunglasses, cool brief remark hair The appearance of the little players is a novelty and a little worship. The coach seems to have changed a bit. Although it is unclear what the change is, the most intuitive feeling of the children is: cool!

Such coaches, they like it very much.

After the training, Li Ang rushed to eat lunch, and then nestled in his own lounge, and there was a sign that was not disturbed outside the door.

When the coaching group met in the morning, he realized that the system that had been "silent" had responded, and the whole person's mind was on it. Now, it is hard to wait until the end of the morning training, and can rest quietly, he can't wait for it. Figure out the magic system.

Also, after going through the game with Getafe CF, Li Ang didn't think of this magical system as his own trump card, and the trump card of Barcelona's game, which is the confidence of his dare to compete with Barcelona 1987. .

Once again, I have established some wonderful connection with system.

"system is starting up, please stay connected and wait patiently."

The lounge is on the third floor, Li Ang stands up, looked towards the window, and some children give up the rest time at noon and are training in the training ground.

"Welcome to the medical system that helps you realize your dreams."

That, if possible, can you explain to me what is going on?" The second time with this magical "meeting", Li Ang has been able to force himself to remain calm, he asked.

"This is a medical system, because your inner desire to open successfully can help you realize your dreams. So, you can also call it the dream system." The voice of system is cold.

This answer, Li Ang is not satisfied, because he still did not understand, in addition, there is a little bit of Li Ang's doubts, the last appearance of the system sound, then the mouth is broken, chattering, like the Tang Yan in the Westward Journey There is a clear difference between this and now.

"You are not the guy who spoke last time?"

"Dream Mr. is still asleep."

"Dream Mr.? Last guy?"

"Dream Mr. is the system, he likes people to call him like this." The cold electronic voice said.

Li Ang touched his forehead. He was slightly surprised. System also gave himself a name. He also liked to call him like this. Is this really good? !

"What are you?"

"You can call me a temporary worker."

"Temporary – work?" Li Ang, who just picked up the water and drank the water, almost sprayed. Please, don't feel so happy.

"Yes, dream Mr. give me the name."

"Cough cough, okay." Li Ang coughed again and again. For this system, which is called "Mr. Dream.", he has a feeling that this guy is a funny egg.

"Temporary Worker Mr., please give me a detailed explanation of this god doctor system." Li Ang asked.

The cold electronic sound began to explain to him in detail what this so-called "medical system" is.

This "medical system" is actually a two-way task upgrade system, just like playing games, there are all kinds of tasks, and Li Ang needs to complete various tasks to get various rewards. Rewards have experience rewards as well as innate talent skills rewards, as well as energy rewards.

"Wait, two-way task upgrade system, what does this mean?" Li Ang interrupted the introduction of "temporary workers."

"System consists of two parts, one is the medical system and the other is the football system. The two systems are independent but interact."

Li Ang felt that he understood the point, but he did not understand it when he thought about it. He asked the doubts in his heart. "Medical and football, the gossip can't be beaten, how can they form this system together?"

"The reason is on you."

"On my body?"

Li Ang then slowly learned from the explanation of the electronic sound that the system appeared because of the special circumstances he is in. He appeared here, replacing the Li Ang, or he himself. The existence of the so-called parallel World, in this world now, there is no catastrophic family change, Li Ang insists on the dream and insists on moving forward. In the original World, Li Ang gave up his dream for various reasons and walked on another road. Set off the expectations of the family.

These two directions of walking are inherently contradictory. Now, God gave Li Ang a chance to resurrect once. At the intersection of the road, he realized a fusion, fulfilling his personal dreams and the responsibility that should be set off. I am eager to succeed at the same time, so that is really successful, this world is perfect!

In this case, this "medical system" was summon out, and en, it was summon out. In Li Ang's understanding, like the summon Divine Dragon, the system magically appeared.

The medicine that represents the need to take up responsibility, as well as the football of your own personal dreams, is the place where the two winds are irrelevant. It is magical to form a magical system that can be used to help you achieve a perfect life.

This is Li Ang's own understanding after listening to the explanation of "temporary worker" Mr.

This "medical system" is actually a two-way task upgrade system, just like playing games, there are all kinds of tasks, and Li Ang needs to complete various tasks to get various rewards. Rewards have experience rewards as well as innate talent skills rewards, as well as energy rewards.

Experience rewards can be used to upgrade, innate talent skills rewards to gain skills, and energy rewards to use innate talent skills.

"Is energy needed for innate talent skills?" Li Ang had some surprises.

"Yes, this is a must, the purpose is to limit and constrain, to avoid laziness because of the powerful role of system, because limiting the use of skills requires energy, so you must work hard to complete the task to gain energy, or you can not use the skills. "

Li Ang snorted, "I am not the kind of lazy person who is complacent. I look down on people."

"System sets this up." "Temporary workers" said indifferently.

This is a story about the pursuit of victory. “You just need to keep in mind that here, I am the most important person!” – Li Ang the authority of the head coach is not to be challenged. This is something that all people must realize. Some people hate me, and some people worship me crazy. I am Li Ang, this is my story, a story about dreams and conquests

With continuous shutter sounds and flashes in the studio, a ground crew was holding flash reflectors next to a big and strong black man, who was making all kinds of postures with a plastic bottle in his hand.
This black man was Justin Alexander, who was now advertising a poor popular sports drink.
"Good, this set is done. Next, we will shoot the picture of you drinking it," the director said.
"No problem." Alexander walked to the green cloth as asked and received a new drink from the staff.
"Wait!" Alexander stopped the worker. He shook the drink and said, "Would you please replace it with water?"
That man was surprised at first, but soon he understood that a professional sprinter dared not drink something he didn't know, even the product he endorsed.
A few minutes later, the staff returned with two new bottles of the drink, both containing water.
"Okay, ready to shoot. Justin, you need to turn around your head, with the side of your face to me. Yes, that's it. Lift your head, 45 degrees, a little higher. Well, that's it..." The director started to direct.
Advertising actually was really tiring, especially for those who were not entertainers. As top professional player, Alexander often appeared in media interviews, but he didn't need to perform at all, which was totally different from advertising. It was difficult for people who hadn't received special performance training to be natural before cameras.
However, Alexander still performed with professionalism. Although he didn't have a good feeling of being an actor, he earnestly followed the direction of the director just like a diligent bee.
Because this was his first advertisement after recovery.
Unlike professional players of ball sports, track and field athletes didn't get fat salaries from their teams. Their competition prizes were also not too high. As for average international track and field events, such as the Grand Prix of IAAF, the prize of the division champion only was ten thousand dollars, and the final champion was also less than fifty thousand dollars.
The highest prize of the track and field events was from the Gold Grand Prix of the IAAF, which was one million dollars. However, the conditions were extremely strict. The winner must get every division championship in the Gold Grand Prix. The prize was gone if even one division championship was missing. Beyond that, if several athletes reached that condition, they needed to share the prize together.
In fact, those who won the prize were all dominating players. For them, the one million prize was not much at all. They could earn tens of millions quickly by advertising.
The main income of top track and field athletes was from advertising endorsements. Alexander also had received advertising endorsements with for more than one million dollars before he was suspended. However, his reputation had suffered as a result of the doping scandal. It was even great that these previous sponsors didn't ask him for compensation. As for new advertising sponsors, many would pretend not to know Alexander when they met him.
After coming back to the public, Alexander had attended several competitions. His results were becoming better and better, and he also won several championships in a row. What's more, he even got several times within 10 seconds, which drew the media's attention.
It was common in sports. Although one or two inspirational stories would attract the public occasionally, that was transient. People soon would be attracted by other things. Only great results would be remembered for a long time. As an athlete, even though his behavior was very controversial, he could still gain a large number of fans if his performance was good enough.
Now Alexander was preferred once again by advertising sponsors, and he also cherished this chance. Just as the old saying goes, cherish what is lost.
...
Jimmy Aylwin had just visited Dai Li's training center. As far as he was concerned, it was not special at all, with no difference from other fitness training centers.
Actually, Aylwin was a little depressed. When he visited Taylor before, Taylor seemed to view Dai Li as a god. That was why he had high expectations of Dai Li. But after visiting the training center, his expectation was fading away. Besides, he even started to doubt it and become nervous.
Then, Dai Li led Aylwin to a track and field training ground outside.
"I just bought a new electronic timing system. We adjusted it yesterday. In other words, this training ground totally simulates the electronic timing of formal competitions, so we have a more accurate understanding of athlete's performance," Dai Li explained to him.
At the starting point for the 200m run, a starter was placed and a wire was attached to it. A coach was playing with his starting gun.
A black man was standing before the starter. Aylwin thought he looked familiar, and after he watched him more carefully, he realized that black man was Shawn Ford.
Is that Shawn Ford? I nearly didn't recognize him, because I haven't seen him for five or six years. I heard that Justin Alexander was here for training, but I didn't think there was anyone else, Aylwin thought in his mind.
Aylwin had also attended the World Championship and won two gold medals for the 400m and the 4x400m, and Shawn Ford had won the championship for the 200m. Therefore, they knew each other, but they were also very different in status. Aylwin was a great athlete, as famous as a legend, while Ford had been forgotten as quickly as he got his reputation.
At that moment, Ford stood on the starter and the coach beside him also lifted the starting gun.
"Well, let me check the effect of the electronic timing system. I didn't see anyone use it after it was adjusted," said Dai Li.
As Dai Li said this, the gun fired, and Shawn Ford started to accelerate.
Aylwin stood beside the track without any expression on his face. He didn't expect anything at all. The 200m and the 400m were two totally different sprint events, and Aylwin and Ford were also so different in status. Just like a legendary player of the NBA seeing a match of the CBA, it couldn't be duller.
On the track, Ford was serious. Soon he made his way from the bend into the straight and then crossed the finish line.
At the end of the track, a liquid crystal display was placed casually on the grass outside of the race track. Ford's result flashed across it.
19.98 seconds, less than 20 seconds. Shawn Ford is so fast! Aylwin was so shocked that his face expressed it out uncontrollably.
In terms of difficulty, it was more difficult to get within 20 seconds for the 200m than within 10 seconds for the 100m, for the former also required skills for a curved track. Judging by the final result of the current Olympic Games, it was possible to gain a medal with a result within 20 seconds for the 200m. Compared to this, it was impossible to enter the final with a 10-second score for the 100m.
That result is the level of a world champion! Looking at Ford, Aylwin was full of doubt.
After that World Championship, Ford never got another good result. If he could run so fast, he could easily pass the qualification trials for the Olympic Games and the World Championship. But why did he become depressed for years and nearly disappear? Did he just outdo himself? Yes, it must be so, Aylwin thought in his mind.
However, at this moment, Dai Li shouted at Ford, "Shawn, you should have run faster. Just now at the bend, you made several detailed mistakes..."
Dai Li walked to Ford and talked to him for about three minutes. Ford nodded and walked slowly to the grass beside the track and sat down. Dai Li ran quickly back to Aylwin.
"Will he run again?" Aylwin asked.
Dai Li nodded. "He just made some detailed mistakes which affected his speed, so I asked him to run again. But he needs ten minutes to rest. Jimmy, wait a moment. I need to do a massage for him."
Affected his speed and within 20 seconds? You just keep bragging! A big mouther! Could you be a little practical? Aylwin didn't believe Dai Li at all.
At that point, Aylwin thought that Dai Li and Ford had just been putting on a performance to keep Aylwin himself there for training.
Dai Li's massage was still very effective. Even though Ford just ran a 200m, after his massage, he soon recovered and got rid of his muscular soreness.
Ten minutes later, Shawn Ford stood on the starting line again. Dai Li stood beside him, repeatedly telling him to focus on some details.
After the gunshot, Ford rushed forward once again. Unlike the previous time, this time Aylwin made the count in his mind.
Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty... The moment when Aylwin reached twenty, Ford passed the finish line.
This time, the result on the scoreboard was 19.97 seconds.
0.01 seconds faster than the previous run! Aylwin looked at the electronic scoreboard in astonishment.
Aylwin would never believe that someone could run the 200m twice within a couple dozen minutes if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. Besides, the second run was even faster than the first, both of which were within 20 seconds.
It was also tiring for a professional athlete to run a 200m with all his strength. It was impossible to fully recover with a 10-minute rest, so the second time should've been slower than the previous one. Therefore, major matches would only schedule one 200m match on one morning or afternoon to let the athletes to restore their strength.
But today, Shawn Ford ran twice within twenty minutes, and he even ran faster in the second run than the first. To Aylwin, he only saw two possible explanations for this.
First, Ford didn't try his best in his first run. He kept his strength so that he could have even more strength for his second run.
However, Aylwin denied that at once. If his first result was not good, that possibility might be reasonable. But his first result was within 20 seconds. It couldn't be possible if he didn't try his best.
Second, Ford indeed performed better than the previous run. Thus, even without the full strength of his previous run, he still could run faster because he adjusted his skills.
After carefully thinking, Aylwin suddenly realized the second option was the only possibility.
As a legendary athlete, Aylwin was experienced both in sprint knowledge and experience. He knew that strength sometimes was not the most crucial aspect of the 200m run. Even excellent bend skill could cause a few tenths of a second difference in speed, while an inadvertent mistake could also mean the end of the game.
The next second, Aylwin suddenly thought of the words that Dai Li said to Ford.
Coach Li just said Ford should have run faster because he made several detailed mistakes. Then he gave him some guidance for a couple minutes and Ford became faster. Therefore, Coach Li's guidance made Ford faster? When Aylwin realized this, his attitude toward Dai Li was totally different.
...
Dai Li was typing before his computer. He was making a training plan for Jimmy Aylwin.
I have Justin Alexander for the 100m, Shawn Ford for the 200m, and Jimmy Aylwin for the 400m. I'm holding all three trump cards for the next sprint events of the Olympic Games!


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Yun Bixue caught up with Xie Limo and said, "Let me help you."
Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue trailing closely behind him and paused in his steps. Lowering his head, he whispered into her ear, "I told you that I won't let you step foot in the kitchen. Be good now. Didn't you say that you miss Grandfather? Keep him company. Once we leave for Tian Jing City, you won't be able to see him until we return."
Yun Bixue's heart trembled at his words, and her gaze was glinting enticingly. She knew that Xie Limo understood her well. Sometimes, he understood her feelings better than she did.
Yun Bixue knew that even if she were to enter the kitchen, Xie Limo would still chase her out, so she obediently went to find Grandfather to keep him company. 
Aunt Zhou sat by his side patiently, looking peaceful and serene.
She could tell that Aunt Zhou took great care of Grandfather. Retrieving two tablets from her bag, she gave them to Grandfather and Aunt Zhou. "Grandfather, these are for you and Aunt Zhou. You can play chess on it. I've also installed several applications for you, so you can play some games together. It's very simple."
Old Master Yun was staring at his chessboard when Yun Bixue handed him the tablet. Looking at the electronic version that his granddaughter offered him, he realized that there were even poker and other games.
Old Master Yun stared hard at the tablet in his hands. "Really? Why haven't I heard of these before?"
"That's because they're new, Grandfather. Guess who invented this?"
Old Master Yun excitedly scrolled through the games on the tablet. He opened up all kinds of apps, just like a little child. Chuckling, he asked, "You're keeping me in suspense. Hurry up and tell me."
"Grandfather, a gaming genius from my Organization invented this. They are games specially designed for the elderly. They haven't been launched yet in the market, but I showed them to you first."
Old Master Yun smiled lovingly as he said, "My granddaughter is so filial."
Seeing her grandfather's bright smile, Yun Bixue felt a sense of accomplishment. As part of the younger generation, she was able to win the praise of the elder folks. It felt really great to be able to cheer her family member up.
Yun Bixue then sat beside Aunt Zhou and taught her how to play on her tablet.
At first, Aunt Zhou still showed some reservations, so to make her feel at ease, Yun Bixue talked about interesting events from Grandfather's past. As she listened, Aunt Zhou let down her guard and began to learn from Yun Bixue.
After a while, the three of them were happily playing games on the tablets.
Xie Limo kept himself occupied in the kitchen. Hearing the laughter coming from the living room, a gentle smile appeared on his face. He was happy as long as Yun Bixue was happy too.
When dinner was ready, Xie Limo came out with the dishes. Seeing both of them having fun, he said, "Grandfather, Bixue has been missing you. She especially got someone to design these games targeted at the elderly because she was afraid that you would be bored. From now on, you can play these games to pass the time."
Old Master Yun answered in a cheerful voice, "Yes, that's right. I really enjoyed them. Now that I have this tablet, I won't feel bored when you're not around."
While they ate, they switched on the TV and watched Ning An City's news. The opening news was about the business meeting earlier.
When Yun Bixue saw herself on the TV, she was a bit surprised. She didn't expect that she and Xie Limo would look great on screen. She said to Old Master Yun, "Look, Grandfather! That's Limo and me. Did you see it?"
"Yes, yes. Where are my glasses?"
Aunt Zhou hurriedly put on his glasses for him. When he raised his head and saw his granddaughter and grandson-in-law on the screen, he waved his hands in excitement.
Yun Bixue picked up a piece of fish for her grandfather and patted his back. "Grandfather, your granddaughter is pretty, isn't she?"
"Yes, she is very pretty. You're the prettiest woman in here," said Old Master Yun as he chuckled.


Yun Bixue is in dire straits—
Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband.

This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings.

Sugary Scene
Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?"
Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now."
Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.”

Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.  

Xue Yaoyao fell into utter shock after she saw his answer. 
Guessing it was one thing. It being confirmed was another.
She suddenly thought that, on that day, In the face of the media, the young man seemed to be wearing golden armor. His eyes had been bright as he said, "For I believe that justice might come late, but it will never be absent." 
So this was the truth.
And the truth has always been like this…
Xue Yaoyao's eyes were red, and she covered her mouth, wanting to cry not out of sorrow, but out of happiness.
She was poor and ugly, and she was also pretty chubby.
She was severely bullied at school.
Some of the bullying wasn't physical, and some of it was simply derisive looks shooting in from all directions. Some of it was low mocking laughter, but they crushed her heart all the same. 
Xue Yaoyao was really thankful to have met someone like Fu Jiu.
He had the most attractive face and heart, and even the way he looked at her was full of warmth.
"I won't tell."
She would definitely keep this secret for the young man.
Fu Jiu smiled and wrote two words in reply. "I know."
Xue Yaoyao paused and wrote more, "You are recruiting players now? I play this game too. You want some help?"
Fu Jiu's eyes brightened after she had heard that Xue Yaoyao played this game too. She didn't even ask how good she was; she just directly handed her laptop over. "Play a round."
Xue Yaoyao had never played games in class before. After she overcame the mental pressure, her operation got a lot better. This small laptop was unexpectedly good. The keyboard was smooth, and it had no lags. The graphics were also fluid, even faster than computers with better specifications.
Xue Yaoyao had never played on anything highly configured, even though she didn't do any activities aside from playing PC games because she was too fat. 
That sounded pretty sad actually, but there was another reason she played so many games—because she could afford it. Playing PC games at an internet cafe for three hours only cost 6 yuan—it was even cheaper than Starbucks. She played a lot, so Xue Yaoyao wasn't bad at all. She was even better than average players. 
Fu Jiu was watching from the side. Her pretty eyebrows lifted, and before she could complete that round, she wrote on the note, "I have a gig, nicely paid. Are you interested?"
Xue Yaoyao didn't even ask what the gig was, and she wrote back instantly,"Yes!" After that, she realized she was a bit too enthusiastic. She was afraid that Fu Jiu would dislike her, so she shrank back her hands.
To her surprise, Fu Jiu looked very happy. She curled her lips up and her pen danced on the paper, "The gig is playing games in your spare time. I saw that your operations are good, they're just a little flawed. I'll tell you more about it later, but ultimately, our goal is to be the king at the new star selection of the electronic gaming contest this year. Therefore, you need to manage your studies well; don't flunk and get disqualified."
Xue Yaoyao looked at the word 'flunk' and coughed. She then wrote back, "In fact, Your Highness Jiu, do you think that maybe you should be the one paying more attention to your studies?"
Fu Jiu froze up abruptly. She thought about the grade report she just saw at Chen Xiaodong's. Except for Chinese, all her other subjects were floundering in the 30's …


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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"So where exactly are we supposed to go?" I asked after disembarking from the train that took us all the way to Southampton City. The cities were connected by an international railway network that stretched for thousands of kilometers across the Federation. The high-speed trains allowed for us to cross vast distances in a matter of hours, much like how planes did the job in the early twenty-first century. Otherwise we would have to leave a day or two earlier.
"The Stuart Corporation Building," Alicia replied as she glanced at the electronic invitation she received in her smartphone. "It should be about thirty minutes from the station by bus."
The two of us had brought along bags. Mine was a standard backpack, with my formal clothing and shoes neatly folded or inserted inside, while Alicia was carrying a smaller sling bag. I had no doubt she had some sort of formal gown inside there as well. She certainly wasn't going to attend the engagement party in a simple summer dress and sandals.
She looked pretty good, I had to say. A sleeveless, light lavender dress that matched her violet hair and exposed her shoulders and slender arms. She would have worn a hat as well, but that wouldn't be appropriate. I mean, why would you wear a hat inside a train, bus or building?
I had told her that her dress suited her earlier, when we met up, and she seemed very happy about the praise.
"It feels as if we are really going out," she giggled. Then she stopped. "Wait, we are going out, aren't we?"
"Um…if you say so."
"What's with that?" Alicia had punched me good-naturedly. Anyway, that was pretty much what happened before we boarded the train, and I basically spent most of the ride dozing off. I wasn't sure what Alicia was doing, but she was probably reading or watching a video on her smartphone while seated beside me.
I hoped I wasn't drooling. Ugh.
After we left the massive train station, we headed to a bus stop, which, according to Alicia's smartphone and Google Maps, indicated the prime route to take. Since I didn't know the way or even our destination, I just followed her without any complaints.
"We're here!"
Before I knew it, Alicia nudged me and we got off the bus. Stepping onto the concrete, I glanced around and saw that we were in a bustling capital district that was packed full of commercial buildings and people in suits and stuff. Even though it was a Saturday, a weekend, there were still many people working here. Engaged in conversation with their smartphones, hurriedly trotting across the pavement, entering or exiting the many shining, silver skyscrapers that dotted the landscape.
I didn't have a degree in architecture, but even I could tell that whoever designed this district was opting for an ultra-modern look. The shapes of the commercial skyscrapers were sleek. Some of them were domed, some of them were curved, and others were…weirdly shaped.
"There it is. The Stuart Corporation Building!"
Tugging at my hand, Alicia led me to one of the tallest skyscrapers in the district. This one looked even crazier than the weird designs I had seen, resembling a castle tower than a proper building. It had to be over two hundred stories high. Painted in a fresh, coat of silver-white paint, the grand, pristine building stood proudly among its brethren of skyscrapers. Lights and golden ornaments accentuated it against the otherwise dull skyline of grayish silver, with gigantic electronic bulletin boards arrogantly showing off the logo of the Stuart Corporation. The clean, bright windows stood out against the white paint, reflecting the sunlight off their translucent surfaces.
Arches and contours ran around the top of the building, which, as I said earlier, made it resemble a castle tower. Ribbings in the walls gave off the sensation similar to the Ishimura from Dead Space, a Gothic design that inspired a feeling of the sublime and the uncanny (okay, that was the literature student in me speaking absolute nonsense). Did Lionel Stuart, Cecilia's father, want to project an air of royalty or something? Was that why he had his main corporation building look like a castle? He wanted to pretend to be a king of his commercial domain or something?
"Impressive, isn't it?" Alicia asked, giggling at my reaction. She shrugged when I glanced at her. "This isn't the first time I've been here. I accompanied my father to the Stuart Corporation Building about twice or thrice before."
"Your father isn't coming today?" I asked. Alicia shook her head.
"No, he wasn't invited this time. And he has no interest in Cecilia's engagement ceremony." She frowned. "He would have refused the invitation anyhow. He has a dinner with the board of directors tonight, concerning the discussion of school policies."
He was a busy man, if he had to work on a Saturday night. I pitied him, and hoped I didn't become an academy director in future.
"Anyway, let's go in."
The interior of the building was even more impressive than its exterior. My first impression was that of a first-class hotel, the lobby spread out across the first floor in a vast sprawl. Dozens of lamps decorated the walls and ceilings, illuminating huge, blue sofas that were probably impeccably arranged by professional interior designers. Grand, mahogany coffee tables littered the place, giving the building an air of nobility. I was reminded of the castle design outside again.
Right at the center of the lobby was a massive counter that was manned by several receptionists, garbed in starched, professional-looking uniforms.
What an absolute waste of money, I thought sardonically to myself.
"This way," Alicia said as she motioned toward the elevator. She glanced at her phone. "We're to meet up in the seventy-fourth floor." She smiled as she turned to me. "It's the rest area. We can spend the next few hours there while waiting for the engagement party to begin, and then get changed…maybe an hour before it starts."
"Sounds good to me," I agreed as I followed her into the elevator.
The moment we stepped out into the seventy-fourth floor, I found someone waiting for us there.
"Brother!"
Adrian Stuart hurled himself at me, and I deftly dodged him. He almost toppled into the elevator just before the doors shut. Damn. If I had given him a little kick, he would have gone right into the elevator and taken upstairs. And I would be rid of the annoying bugger.
"How mean!" Adrian whined as he turned toward me. "To avoid my greeting like that!"
"That's…quite the greeting, Adrian," Alicia remarked, amused. The fourteen-year-old turned toward her.
"Sister Alicia! It's so good to see you too!"
"Same." Alicia nodded politely. "What are you doing here?"
Like us, Adrian wasn't dressed for the formal event just yet, still in his usual red hoodie and blue jeans. Then again, the engagement party was hours away, so who the hell would want to get into such an uncomfortable getup with so much time remaining?
"I heard that Brother Richard and Sister Alicia were coming, so I decided to come say hello!" Adrian knitted his hands behind his head. "It's so boring being by myself. I haven't seen you two in ages! You haven't been visiting!"
We had no reason to visit, but I wasn't tactless enough to point out the hard truth. Instead, I merely smiled.
"Well, we were…busy."
"Right! I heard about the campfire incident! Is it true that you nuked three Crastrates, Brother Richard?!"
"It's true!" Alicia laughed when I didn't reply. "Richard is officially a walking nuke right now! All the different powers in the Federation want to recruit him!"
"…um…actually, I think that's what Uncle Lionel wants to do." Adrian suddenly turned serious and uncomfortable. "I don't know for sure, but I heard from my father that Uncle Lionel is trying to draw as many talented mages as he can to the Stuart Corporation. That's why he deliberately sent this invitation to you."
I exchanged an uneasy look with Alicia. No wonder Alicia's dad wasn't invited. He wouldn't have bothered calling Alicia along if he didn't know of our relationship. Not that he actually knew the true nature of our relationship, which wasn't official until just a few days ago.
"Uncle Lionel will probably want to talk to you later." Adrian was nodding to himself grimly, his lips pursed. "I don't think Father is happy with that."
"Where's your father, by the way?" Alicia inquired, glancing around. Adrian cocked his head to the side.
"Not here. He's overseas at the moment. But he entrusted me with a task that only I can do!"
"What task?" I asked curiously. Adrian shrugged, as if it wasn't any big deal.
"Passing on a letter."
I would have asked to who, but Adrian changed the subject later.
"Brother, this is your first time here, right? I'll show you around!" he stopped and turned apologetically to Alicia, as if he just realized that he had forgotten about her. "You can come along too, Sister Alicia."
"If you're fine with me tagging along," Alicia replied good-naturedly, not at all offended. Adrian nodded fervently.
"Sure! Please do! Sister isn't available at the moment. She and Brother Shawn are busily organizing the party. There's a lot of things they have to do, so I don't think you'll be able to meet her until the party begins. It'll be better if you follow us!"
More like Adrian was the third wheel, but again, I didn't say anything.
"There's a gaming room down that corridor." It soon became clear that Adrian didn't really intend to show me around the place when he led me down the brightly lit path to a room in the middle, passing by the other rooms without explanation. He grinned. "Are you good with shooter games, Brother?"
Yup, that was his aim. Literally. He didn't want to show me around. He just wanted to have fun and play games. Fortunately, I was game.
"Yeah. I'm a veteran of survival horror. Sci-fi horror shooters, I mean." I patted my chest proudly. "I'll have you know I've survived a spaceship and a space station infested with zombie aliens. Even a whole planet, for that matter! I've also fought demons, killed my way through Hell and back to Mars!"
"Uh…"
Alicia was watching us blankly. Evidently she didn't play games like we did. In contrast to Adrian, who was nodding excitedly and understanding which games I was referring to, she found herself completely lost.
Adrian and I didn't forget about her, though.
"What kind of games do you play, Sister Alicia?"
"Um…me? I don't really play games…"
"What about movies? There's also a TV segment in the gaming room, so if you'd like, I can hook you up and you can choose any movie you like. We have the entire digital collection of Hollywood and Chinese cinema films…old Hong Kong classics too, if that's your thing."
Shaking my head, I watched in amusement as Adrian sought to ensure that Alicia would be just as entertained over the next few hours as we would be.

A story about a summoner.

Richard Huang, by bravely sacrificing himself, is given a new chance at life. In a world filled with technology so advanced that it is indistinguishable from magic, and overrun by monsters from another dimension. Following the footsteps of his adopted father, he enrolls in Jing Tian Magic Academy to become a summoner.

Wait, what? Summoning is not viable? The current meta is all about fast, aggressive burn spells or lockdown and control strategies? Getting defeated by swift combat techniques before I can summon my giant monsters?

...sucks to be me, I guess.

Warning: contains a lot of parodies of other stories (most noticeably Battle Frenzy) and fourth-wall breaking. If you hate Deadpool, you'll probably hate this story too.

Story confirmed dropped. I have been instructed to discontinue the story because 1. it's no longer profitable, and nobody is reading the story or unlocking the premium chapters. 2. Ranking has been consistently below 2,000, and I will be penalized for underpeforming. 3. Apparently I have antagonized the readers and they have petitioned for this story to be deleted. 4. Poor rating of only 2.1, with the story only receiving negative reviews - meaning there is not a single positive thing about it.

As such, do not expect future updates for this story. The stockpile will probably last until October or November. Well, it was fun as it lasted, and I will apologize to all the readers I have offended. Sorry. But at least you will be getting what you want, so you should be happy now.

Also, before anyone misunderstands, this is not a decision by Webnovel. Webnovel has not enforced any clause in the contract and canceled my story. I'm doing this of my own volition. It's me bowing to pressure from the vast majority of readers and no longer able to withstand their harassment. Look, if you don't like the story, then don't read it. No need to leave hateful remarks, flames and insults in the reviews and comments. Just move on and find a story that you like. Some of these entitled readers are under the misconception that writers exist only to write the stories they want to read. All I can say is...no, that is not true. The world dosn't revolve around you and your individual personal preferences. But apparently they believe that stories they hate should not be allowed to exist. All the more power to them then. Also because I cannot afford to spend any time writing a story that clearly nobody wants to read. I have real life matters to tend to.

"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

Warning: Reproduction or usage of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereinafter invented, including xerography, photocopying and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the permission from the author.

There are few mature contents in this novel so please read at your own risk. Also There are some fighting techniques included in this book that if you are going to do in real life you might end up killing someone so please I beg you don't try those things at home, is that clear? 

Disclaimer: 
This novel is inspired by Final Fantasy XV but I only used the names of the characters in FFXV some characters from the previous FF games. Hindi ko kinopya ang gameplay or story ng movie.

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Prologue: 

I was living a normal life until one tragic accident happened that kills the life of many and brought me to an unknown world of Eos. I am not sure if I should call myself lucky because i am still alive or should I consider myself as malas kasi I'm still alive but it seems like I'm going to die in a most tragic and brutal way. In a world far different from ours, with the creatures unknown to us... 

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Shit happens they say and when it does, it will kill all of your hopes, shatter your heart into small pieces and leave you with an empty soul. 

In my case, when shit happened, it brought me to a world unknown to us. I find myself asking why life throws me to a wolf's den. Yeah literal na wolf's den. 

"I'm sure that some of my pack members don't like you or worst hate you." Sangayon nito sa mahinahong tono. Hinawakan nito ang kamay ko na sa kwelyo nito dahilan upang makaramdam ako ng kakaibang pagdaloy ng kuryente. Hinuli nito ang mga mata ko na tila ba inaarok ang magiging reaksyon ko. "But how sure are you that you don't belong in this world?" 

I froze for a moment trying to digest his words. Lumuwag ang pagkakahawak ko sa kwelyo nito. "W-what do you mean?"

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