Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
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Anya stayed in the car while Kenny went in to get her favourite ice cream. Meanwhile, she switched on the laptop to browse through the link that was sent to her phone number. It did not take much time for her to realize that it was the admit card issued for the upcoming exam. She downloaded the PDF version and saved it on her laptop as well as on her phone. By the time she had finished, Kenny returned with the double chocolate ice cream with extra whipped cream and sprinkles. That was Anya's favourite ice cream flavour. 
"Whatcha doing?" Kenny peeked through her open window as he handed the ice cream with a tissue paper.
"They had sent the link to download the admit card", Anya shrugged as she took a bite of the ice cream.
Kenny nodded and walked over to the other side. Then, he got in the car, "Do you want me to drive or shall we wait till you finish your dessert?"
"Why don't you get one for yourself?" Kenny shrugged. He was not in the mood since he saw Melinda at the district office. He was having a hard time wondering what she was planning in her nasty brain. After seeing her there, it did not take much time for him to decipher her intentions. But the question was, would she frame Anya again? If so, then how? Given his earlier interactions with Melinda, she had a knack of doing everything with a bang.
"Ken?" Anya nudged at his arm, bringing him back to senses.
"Yeah?" he looked at her with soft eyes.
"Let's go", she pursed her lips, "I want to study." He nodded and the engine revved to life.
…
When they reached home, the sky was already getting dark. Anya loved to stare at the evening sky as she sat on her bed, doing her stuff or just listening to the night calls. So, she hurried inside as soon as Kenny turned off the ignition. He sighed as he got down. About Melinda, he would not do anything about it right now. He would wait for her to make her move before he did something himself. He leaned against the car, deep in thought.
"Kenny!" Anya called from above him, "Come up here!" She was waving from the terrace. He looked at her before shaking his head.
"I have some stuff to take care of", he yelled back and got in the car. He threw the car in reverse before he drove out. Anya sighed as she saw the car disappear in the darkness. She went back to her room while rubbing the nape of her neck. Her stomach rumbled and she pursed her lips. She got a change of clothes. She wore a tank top and threw a shirt over it, to avoid being nagged at by her stepmom. Underneath, she wore a pair of black leggings. She quietly descended the stairs in her bare feet and made her way to the kitchen. She turned on the lights and took out the packet of elbow macaroni from the shelf above the microwave oven. She poured them in a mug and added some hot water from the thermos flask. Then, as quietly as possible, she grated some cheese and added it to the cup with a pinch of salt. Then, she placed the cup into the oven. She nestled herself on the kitchen counter and waited for her mac and cheese to cook. She tapped her fingers on the counter with impatience.
CHINK.
The timer went off and Anya slid down the counter to retrieve her mug of mac and cheese. She took a deep breath and the cheesy aroma wafted to her nose. Yummy! She grabbed a spoon from the holder and reclaimed her position on the counter. Her stomach rumbled and she dug into the mug. She froze when she heard a voice echo along the hallway. 
"Who is in the kitchen?" Her Stepmom barged into the kitchen, with an annoyed face. Anya squeezed her eyes shut, took a huge gulp and opened her eyes.
"Ann!" her stepmom, Mrs Stafford exclaimed, "You scared me, dear!" Then, she began to size her up from head to toe. The moment her eyes laid on her bare feet, Anya knew it was her time to die. And there, Mrs Stafford began her nagging session.
"How many times Ann?" she twisted her face and placed her hands on her hips, "Why are you not wearing your fluffy flip flops? Do you remember the last time you ran around the house in your bare feet? You caught a cold and stayed in bed for two weeks!"
"Mom!" Anya sagged her shoulders, "You are making a mountain out of a molehill!" 
"Behave, you little brat!" She jutted out her chin, "Do you know what will happen if your Dad knows about it?"  Anya sulked as she gagged herself with a spoonful of mac and cheese. She began chewing lazily. Seeing that, Mrs Stafford inched closer and took a look at her mug. 
"Yikes!" she crinkled her nose, "You are having this nasty thing again!"
"Mom!" Anya sighed with exasperation, "It's not nasty! It's tasty!"
"Whatever", she bent down to open the shelf under the kitchen, "You are not having that nasty stuff again!" She pulled out a box of bread loaves and continued, "Ken spoils you too much! You skip lunch and come back home to eat those rotten things!" Anya sighed again as she stuffed the last bits into her mouth. Then, she jumped down from the counter and went to sink to clean up.
"Go and get your fluffs", Mrs Stafford ordered, "Then, come back here to take your veg sandwich. I will add extra mayonnaise and baby corn, to your likings!" Anya smiled without looking at her. Though she nagged at her too much, she still cared about her.
"Little brat, where is Ken?" You went out together, right?" she continued.
"I don't know", Anya shrugged worriedly, "He dropped me at the gate and drove away somewhere."
"Where?" 
"I don't know", Anya echoed as she left the kitchen to get her flip flops.

Anya Stafford, the main character, has a secret to keep and a dream to achieve. But, an incident shattered her dream and changed it into humiliation. But her secret helped her to survive. And sheltering her secret while fueling her dream, is her sweet old step-brother, Kenny Stafford. But Anya has a problem of her own and it collides with her secret and her dream, alike.
Will she overcome her problem while protecting her secret and achieving her dream?

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My heart leaped from my chest as the strange person turned the corner. His stature and physical features were that of a human child, but his eyes were that of a demon. Not one speck of white was shown, only red, the same deep red from the orb. Surely he was the one that the monsters feared. "Well, where's the orb you two?"

"" Master's voice echoed, but just before she could finish the spell, the child's hand tore through the person in front of me. That person slowly turned invisible while coughing up blood.

"Marcia!" Jonah's voice barely resonated. My ears rang as I caught Marcia in my hands. "Bastard!"

"Jonah! Get them out of here!" Master stepped between the child and me. My magic seeped out of me, and all I could think of was how I wished I was better at healing.

"Master! I'll fight with you!" Jonah ran over to Master's side, ready for a fight.

"YOU'LL DIE! He's not someone we can fight."

"" I chanted as I was pulled away. Jonah ran. Pain coursed through me as Marcia took a deep breath. Ah! She's still alive. I clutched my chest as I threw Marcia over my shoulder and ran away from that- that red-eyed beast.

We ran while warding off monsters — nothing on our minds but to survive. Finally, we made it to the safe house, and after sealing the door, Jonah and I fell to the ground, covered in wounds. Death surely awaits us.

"Wake up! Wake up, or you will surely die! Wake up, my child! Awaken your powers and rescue your friends."

"But that kid will find us."

"That man has gone. Now leave and find help. Don't die here. WAKE UP!"

My body heated up. I opened my eyes, Jonah was on the floor beside me, and Marcia was sitting in a corner rocking back and forth. Every move brought searing pain, blinding me. I forced myself to my feet. If that kid is really gone, then I need to get Jonah to a doctor.

I picked my brother up and threw him over my shoulder. He groaned in pain. I headed over to Marcia; she backed away from me for a second, almost like she didn't recognize me. Her wound disappeared after I poured my magic into her, but she didn't seem right. I held my hand out, and she reluctantly reached for it.

I ran down the mountain with Marcia in tow. The sun peeked over the horizon as dawn passed over the forest. That village gets closer and closer. As I rush towards it, I only wish to run in the opposite direction. The weight of Jonah on my shoulders presses me forward. The people most important to me keep me from fleeing. They saved me from that village once, so now I'll use that village to save them.

A young boy who is rejected by his village finds himself being taken into a loving home by two other orphaned children. Their caregiver "Master" raises them to learn how to be a Guardian and protect the world from monsters by using magic.

  "Hello, assalamualaykum," I said in a small voice, holding my phone up to my left ear.

     "Walaykumsalam, please who is this?" I heard Zain's manly voice on the other side.

     "I'm Ruqayyah; your course mate, the same group on ARB101," I said timidly, twiddling with my hair nervously. 

        "Oh Ruqoyyah!, sorry I didn't check the caller before receiving it" he chuckled lightly and that made my stomach to flip. 

     "I need your help," I said and ó closed my eyes for a bit. 

    "What help?" he asked urgently as if sensing the hesitation in my voice.

     "Erm..you know..em," I stumbled with my words. It was embarrassing. 

      I mustered up my courage, "I was supposed to enrol for seven courses but I only enrolled for two courses. Please can you email me the remaining courses PDF files" I asked weakly, wishing he should say yes.

   "Okay send me your email address" he replied instantly without missing a bit. 

   "Thank you, thank you very much, I am very grateful" I chimed happily, bowing my head in gratitude as if he could see me.

Foolish girl

     I called Zaid too he also said I should send my email address. Within some hours, I received the mails from Zaid, exactly what I needed.

    I slumped down on the tattered couch in my messed up room and opened my WhatsApp to chat with Zain.

  I was someone who gave anyone or everyone she met nickname apart from their real names.

*Me* Hey baby boy☺

*Zain* Small girl

*Me* Abeg, who be small girl

*Zain* You na

*Me* Whatever, let's play twenty questions...

*Zain* Okay but dunno how to play it

*Me* I'm gonna ask you twenty questions and you gonna ask me. Vice versa

*Zain* Okay

  By the time we were through with the game, I'd learnt so much about him.

    He was in his early thirties, samosa was his favourite food. His parents were from Kogi but he was born and brought up in Kaduna. He studied mechanical engineering at Abu Zaria. His father married two wives; he was the fifth out of twenty from his father's children while he's the first out of twelve eight children from his mother.

   We talked about me too, I was in my late teen but behaved like a brat sometimes. 

  

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"It all started with a private text" 



They were two strangers

They met on WhatsApp group

He fell in love with her over time

She liked him but did not believe in love 

He would do anything for her happiness

She would be happy to be with him


But...

He was married and with a son

She was single but not wanted to mingle

He was in his early thirties

She was in her late teen

He was a Hausa

She was a Yoruba


Follow both strangers in their relationship from strangers to friends and from friends to lovers. In the midst of love, hatred, jealousy, obsession, betrayal, lies and diversities... 



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[Contact successful.... please wait while downloading…..] 

[Downloading….1%...2%.....3%]

Raine waited in the darkness with a puzzled look on her face.  In front of her was a transparent screen with a hourglass downloading signal, each time the percentage increased, the hourglass would flip around.  

"How long is this going to take?"  Raine asked impatiently. 

[Downloading….4%....5%....6%] 

Each time the percentage increased, Raine felt like it took forever.  Raine could only wait patiently in the darkness and watch as the downloading progress bar slowly increase.  

[Downloading complete.]  

The robotic voice finally said. 

"Finally!"  Raine shouted as she sighed with relief.  She felt as if it took 100 years for whatever to download.  It had been so long that she forgot what was downloading or why.  

[Do you wish to accept new system download? Yes/No]

"Yes." 

[System download, accepted.  Please state your name.] 

"Raine Marcella." 

[Name: Raine Marcella, unavailable.  Please try again. Please state your name.] 

"Raine?" Raine said as she scratched her head.  How could her name be unavailable? 

[Name: Raine, available.  Please wait…]

Another downloading screen came up and Raine threw up her hands in defeat.  The downloading screen was just as slow as the first one. Raine decided to lay down and close her eyes and wait for the system to update. 

What felt like 100 more years, Raine woke up to a beeping sound.  

[Would you like to launch system? Yes/No?]

"My gosh, yes, please!"  

[System launching…. please wait….. please wait….. please wait….]

Seeing the hourglass sign again Raine laid back down and closed her eyes to sleep again.  She quickly opened up her eyes and realized that she finally has the chance to get the sleep she always wanted.  With a smile, she rolled to her side and fell asleep. 

[Greetings, Raine.]  

Raine's eyes quickly opened up.  She didn't know how long she slept this time around, however she felt as if it was a long time.  The first thing she saw as the transparent screen with those words in the middle of the screen. 

"Hello?" 

[Would you like to transfer to a more comfortable place? Yes/No]

"Yes." 

[Initiate transfer.] 

"Do I have to wait again?"

[Transferring…. please wait…. please wait…]  

"I knew it."  Raine sighed as she rolled on to her back and went back to sleep.  It was going to take forever, however she had forever to wait. 

[Transfer complete.]

Raine looked around her surroundings and to her surprise, the bedroom she was in looked to be in a skyscraper.  To her left was a white desk and chair, while to her left was a bed and large windows that lined the wall. Outside was a futuristic city skyline, with two suns and one moon in the red sky.  

Raine walked to the windows and looked down before looking up.  There were no signs of life anywhere. 

"Maybe what I'm seeing is really a screen and not this landscape?"  Raine said as she took a step back. 

[Please read Terms and Conditions Policy and Accept.  Should you Decline, your soul will disintegrate into a million pieces and you will no longer have any chances at reincarnation.] 

"What?!?  How does that even make sense?!?  I haven't done anything horrible in my past life to deserve this kind of punishment!" 

[Scanning… Please wait…] 

A red horizontal lazer light scanned Raine's body from head to toe.  

[Scanning complete.  The results founded by this System indicates that your past life was your last life cycle.  You had no more chances to reincarnate. Please read Terms and Conditions Policy. Accept/ Deny] 

"Accept.  Accept. Accept."  Raine quickly said without reading the Terms and Conditions Policy.  Who has actually sat down and read those? 

Was that why she came the dark place and stayed there for a long time? Was it because she no longer had any more chances to reincarnate because her past life was her last chance to try to reach nirvana? 

[Terms and Conditions Policy Accepted.  Would you like to read mission statement? Yes/No]

"Yes." 

[ To grant one wish, change one life, in one world, at a time.]

….  "Ok-ay~~~" 

[Would you like to read Introduction?  Yes/No]

"Yes."   

[Welcome to Last Wish System.  You have been chosen to grant the last wish of each approved "last dying wish."  With each "last dying wish" granted, mission points will be added to your total Soul Force score.  You can collect mission points and purchase new skills or save your points to have a stronger Soul Force.  Once your Soul Force is full, Last Wish System, will grant you one wish. 

Should you fail to grant the "last dying wish," you will be deducted the total mission points.  Should your Soul Force score be under -30,000, your soul will be disintegrated.

Do you have any questions at this time? Yes/No]

"No."

[Would you like to see your profile? Yes/No]

"Yes." 

[  Name: Raine

Age: 30 years old

Type: Human

Level: 1

Soul Force: 0/100,000

Charm: 0

Skills: Cleaning, Cooking

Achievements: 30 year old virgin

Boost: Untiring ]

Raine's right eyebrow started to twitch.  Was the system making fun of her or trying to insult her?  Basically it's calling her a plain, hardworking 30 year old maid and cook.  Which, in her past life, she was. However, did the system really had to point out her flaws like that? 

[Received email from Headquarters.  Would you like to open? Yes/No]

"Yes."

[ Welcome Raine, to Last Wish System.  

After reviewing your past life and total Karmic points due to the selflessness you embodied.  It gives us great pleasure to grant you one Boost to help you on your journey as a Last Wish Transmigrater.  This will be a one time Boost granted from Headquarters, please consider accordingly.

Good luck on your journeys.  

Sincerely, 

Headquarters

To grant one wish, change one life, in one world, at a time] 

Raine sat down at her desk and thought for a while.  What kind of a Boost would she like? Then she remembered her last wish before she died. 

"I wish to have an easy life, so I can be finally be lazy in life." 

[Wish will be granted, with one condition, do you accept?]

"What is the condition?" 

[Wish will be granted, with one condition, do you accept? Yes/No]

Raine thought to herself and decided to accept the condition. How bad could the condition be?

"Yes." 

[Congratulations, your wish has been granted. Downloading "GoldenFinger.ZIP" and "Succubus.ZIP"]

"Wait... what?" Raine shouted as she could only watch as the two zip files download on the screen in front of her. "What kind of scam system is this?!?"

Raine Marcella was tired.  Tired from working several part time jobs to support her family, while taking care of her sick grandmother.  Tired of not living for herself, but for others.  Tired of taking care of everyone else.  Tired of being taken advantage of.  Tired of being a door mat to everyone, including her family.  Tired of being too considerate of everyone.  Too tired to even take care of her health.  

Raine died due to over exhaustion and health problems that she never took care of.  Even when she was really sick, she did not get treatment for her illness.  When she died, she was alone and forgotten by her family members.  Raine really regreted how she lived her life.  She wished that her next life, she wouldn't have to struggle so hard, just to live.  

Upon her death, her soul was bounded to a transmigrating system.  And due to her selfless actions in her previous life, she was granted one wish.  

"I wish to have an easy life, so I can be finally be lazy in life." 

[Wish will be granted, with one condition, do you accept?]

"What is the condition?" 

[Wish will be granted, with one condition, do you accept?  Yes/No]

Raine thought to herself and decided to accept the condidtion. How bad could the condition be?

"Yes."  

[Congratulations, your wish has been granted.  Downloading "GoldenFinger.ZIP" and "Succubus.ZIP"]

"Wait... what?"  Raine shouted as she could only watch as the two zip files download on the screen in front of her.  "What kind of scam system is this?!?"


Warning:  R18, Gender Bender, BL/Yaoi, Yuri, and straight couple


During lunch, the ladies came up to Alex and began to stuff him with the food they brought from home. By the time lunch was over, Alex was overwhelmed by the gesture both in his heart and his stomach. His stomach swelled and bulged enough to almost tear apart his shirt.
After lunch, when all the ladies and Alex came back, they were immediately called by Karen in the meeting room.
In the meeting room, Karen was sitting in the middle while all the others were either on her right or on her left.
Alex and Amber being the newbies, were sitting at the far end opposite to each other.
"You must know why we are having a meeting now. Many of you know our company acquired another company a month ago". Karen said as she addressed all of them.
All of them nodded except for Amber and Alex.
Amber raised her hand to ask about it, but Karen who saw it ignored her, and said, "As for those who are new, let me tell you about it".
Listening to Karen, Amber brought her hand down. Karen continued, "Last month 'Theation' acquired a book publishing company".
Listening to this, there were complicated expressions on the faces of all those who were present there. Even though they knew about it, they thought it was completely unrelated to their own venture. They all began to gossip with each other.
"I know what you all feel, but it's not our job to question the decisions made by our superiors on what they should or should not do. Our job here is to do our best in promoting what we are asked to. Now we are asked to promote this new company. We all are here to discuss this matter and map out a strategy for promotion". Karen said as she was well aware of what all of them were thinking.
All the ladies nodded their head in understanding. Alex was amazed as to how focused his chief was that she would never partake in any gossip around the office. The respect he had for her increased by a notch.
The ladies began to discuss among themselves and give suggestions to the chief.
"Boss, why don't we ask one of the celebrities from the ongoing shootings to promote the company on their social media? Instead of making them the brand ambassador of the company, we can enter into a pay per post kind of agreement with them" Elaine said. She was the social media manager, so it was easy for her to keep an eye on that.
"That's a good idea, make a list of all the celebrities which fit our requirements in fees, popularity and their image," Karen said as she liked the idea, but she reminded, " Keep this in mind, the image of the celebrity is the deciding factor here.
"Yes, boss" Ellaine said as she wrote down the details in her pad.
"Boss, how about shooting an advertisement?" Amber said as she raised her hand.
"I don't think it is the right time". before Karen could say anything, Hazel pinched in.
"Why?" Amber asked confused.
"When companies start, they don't just outright jump into the market with advertisements. They need to make a small local market for themselves first". Hazel explained to Amber.
"Ohh..." Amber nodded in agreement.
After that, all the ladies present, again involved themselves in a discussion.
The discussion kept on going for some time.
Karen looked at Alex who was sitting silently, at the very end of the table, not taking part in the discussion, "Alex, are you not feeling comfortable?".
Hearing Karen, the chattering in the meeting room stopped, and the focus of all the ladies in the room shifted towards Alex.
"No, I am feeling fine". Alex said as he straightened himself.
"Then, don't you have any suggestions for us?" Karen asked, placing her palms on her chin as she supported herself with her arms on the chair. She looked curiously towards Alex.
"I have, in fact, I have two suggestions, but I don't know if you will like them". Alex said while scratching the back of his head, embarrassed.
"Owww... Alex, why are you being so shy? Just tell us even if nobody likes them, you will get to know what and where you are lacking". Elaine said as she encouraged him.
"Yeah, and it's even possible that we might end up using them with some or no changes". Jennifer said, mentioning him the possibilities.
"You listened to them, go on". Karen said as she gestured him to go on.
"Well, I don't know why the upper echelon of this company is so adamant on going with this publishing company. We need to keep in mind that everything is available online, not many people might end up buying our books" Alex said as he told everyone to not have their hopes high.
All of them nodded while Karen knitted her eyebrows. This problem, she was well aware of already.
"Well, first of all, we all know shooting is always going on here. One movie or TV series after the other, right?" Alex said.
All of them nodded, on hearing Alex.
"Now Ellaine here, suggested that we ask for a celebrity to endorse the company, right?" Alex asked.
"In a sense, yeah," Ellaine said.
"Now, on the same idea, we can have a different method of promotion. The projects here are of different genres too, so why don't we use a bookstore or cafe scenes to promote the books of our publications? Seeing the leads of the movie or series, reading a book people might get curious and end up searching about them or even buy them" Alex said, and by the end, he was very excited about his idea.
All of them looked amazed at his suggestion, this was such a basic and a very good idea to promote their books. It won't even cost them a bit.
"Why didn't I think about it? We don't need any resources for this. We can just go to any set and hand them over a book". Hazel said as she lamented over her foolishness.
"But it may not necessarily increase the sell of our hard copies. People might just download pdf from the internet". Alex soon poured water on their excitement.
"So what do you suggest we can do to increase that?" Karen asked. She was beginning to get interested in Alex's ideas. He might end up helping the boss a lot.
"Chief let me ask you something if for about two or three hours you have no access to the internet, nor do you have anything else all you can do is sleep, if I were to give you a book will you read it?" Alex asked with a smile.
"Well, I have to, if I can't do anything else". Karen said.
"This can be our way to sell our books".
"What are you saying tell us properly". Karen asked.
"The second suggestion is...".

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This is the story of Alex Rutherford.

He was known by many names among his peers, 'Yama'[The God of Death] or 'Asura'[The Devil himself]. 
NO one dared to approach him. He was the god of killing, without any emotions.

Every life he took, was just another assignment for him...
Every life he took, was just one more number added to the count... 
Every life he took, was to reach a certain someone...

"Please spare me, I will give you as much money as you want". A middle-aged man pleaded.

"Sorry but you have already paid me. By becoming my target" The young man said while fidgeting the dagger in his hand.

Splash... The dagger in the young man's hand, slit his target's neck. 

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But what will happen, if he suddenly lost his memory?

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Now he is adopted by a couple. He has a job, friends and a peaceful life. He does not remember anything about his past life.

"Alex, what are you doing at home on Sunday morning?" a woman asked Alex.

"What happened, mom?" Alex said while playing on his PS 5.

"Get out of the house and find yourself a girlfriend".

"Why?" Alex asked lazily.

"If I don't see you bring a girl to introduce to us within a week, I will...will... I will throw that stupid game of yours" the woman said pointing towards the gaming console in front of her.

"Mom, where are my clothes?" Alex asked ready to go find a girl.

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Will he able to continue living like this?

Will he remember his past? If so will he return to his old ways or will he use his skills to help the people?

What will happen when his past comes haunting him?

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Getting everyone down the ladder proved to be a hassle.  I looked up at the opening as I pulled a cord and the mouth closed.  The flashlights were suddenly the only light in the oppressive darkness.  We started off.  Flashlights bobbing.  Ashley asked after a while, "Taegan, why did you set up such an elaborate set of escape paths?  Come ON, Taegan.  What were you thinking?"

"On the surface, I have been the good little boy.  Underneath I have been filled with this feeling that our parents would abandon me for no known reason.  I have no idea why I thought that way...  Our mother set up an account for each of us on a vacation to the Seychelles.  I have been using it to hide my gambling winnings...  I got into some high stakes poker games and threw in the credit card with the $1M limit in...  I have won almost every time.  The losses, Dad paid for.  The winnings went to the Seychelles in prepaid credit cards.  I can access the money via a debit card...  Then I started buying land and, well, the trailer parks...  Mom always made the joke that she had grown up thinking trailer parks were posh...  I've been picking off commercial land on this side of the freeway for a while...  Companies would go under and I would buy for almost nothing...  I got caught up in the idea that something horrible would happen and... things got out of control...  The sane part of the goal was to own  enough land that when I sold, I could be self-sufficient...  That guy, Lyonell Hurst, may have a good plan.  We need to go over it at some point.  If it is a good plan, then I will adopt it and he will be SOL.  In all likelihood, he will prove to be a con artist...  One way or another that SOB is going to pay.  On purpose or accidentally he told the A-Team that we were living there...  Or rather, I own trailer parks under the Sergai Brzezinski name and Avery Shrike sent that guy to find me in one of them.  When the A-Team realized that the trailer had an underground escape route, they must have decided to wait until I got home then try to spook us into taking the escape route... right into their hands...  Thus they would not have to invade the thing and chance having to deal with the police.  How long they are going to sit there waiting for us to come out of the basement, I do not know...  The longer the better."

An hour later we emerged from a manhole that looked down on a hotel.  An idea hit me...  I put some money in my wallet and we marched into the hotel.  I walked up the concierge desk and said, "Look, our car broke down.  We have reservations at a hotel downtown.  Could you call us a cab?"

The guy looked up at the clock and down at a clipboard, then he said, "I can take you in the courtesy van, if you want."

"Thank you.  I appreciate your help."  We loaded up and we were off.  I gave him the address of the hotel across the street from Dugan's Long Term Vehicle Storage.  I asked conversationally, "Are you working your way up in the hotel trade or going to college for something else?"

"I'm getting an MBA. I want to work in the transportation industry.  I graduate at the end of summer from the University of Houston," he said concentrating on the road.  "No bites for jobs so far.  I may have to accept something else."

I opened the briefcase, peeled off $1000 and a $20.  I paperclipped the $1000 to the card, prospectus and business plan from Lyonell Hurst.  At the next stop light, I put the papers on the dashboard and said, "I'm Taegan Shrike.  My father died over the weekend.  I will be taking over Saginaw Industries at some point.  I am now going to give you an opportunity.  I need that prospectus and business plan analyzed.  I want a full presentation on its feasibility.  If you find it wanting, then come up with your own version of it.  Do not contact the man on the business card, but I do need you to explore his background."  I waved the $20.  "You can take this as a tip for moving me and my family from here to there.  If you take up the task I have outlined, then I will want a full presentation after you graduate.  I have attached $1000 to cover your expenses.  You can take tip or project or both... or neither."  Someone honked from behind.  The light had turned green.

The man, it said Bernie on his tag, drove for a while. "Why me?"

"The prospectus and/or the business plan may have a tracker on them.  I need someone to lead the people who put the tracker there on a merry chase...  If you are clever you can lead them on a merry chase and do the project and get the job at Saginaw Industries.  What do you say?"

Again a long silence, then he said, "I could just take the money and dump the paper."

"That is one approach."

After a short silence he said, "I will take the $20 and the $1000 and do the project.  I am not sure how well the merry chase will go."  I put the $20 under the paperclip.  At the next stop light, he attached the paper to his clipboard and handed me his card.  I put it in the mad money pouch.

At the small hotel downtown, Bernie unloaded all the bags and left us there on the sidewalk.  I sent Marsha across to Dugan's.  She returned with the van.  We loaded up and started driving.  We stopped at a McDonalds with WiFi and had lunch.  I logged into my mother's business computer and started searching for a file I knew was there.  Mom had established this account in case someone was watching her other account...  Maybe I got my paranoia from her...  After a lot of messing around, I found the list of residences that had been sold but not occupied, rented but not occupied and residences bought but not on the market as yet.

I chose a rental house that had a movein date two weeks away.  We drove there and unloaded.  My mother always kept a key in a red rock in the backyard.  The security codes were in the file I had lifted.  The inside was unbelievable.  To say that the place was opulent was to say that desert is a mite hot.  White marble floors... three story high windows... two grand stair cases...  A 100 meter swimming pool in the back... a kitchen that was bigger than the trailer we had just come from.

Each of us went to a separate bathroom.  Then we met in the master bedroom and dried each other off... and rutted like weasels.  I had heard that a close call with death can cause you to want sex, but this was ridiculous.  When we were all spent, I had everyone put on a house coat and adjourn to the kitchen.  Brittany made us a dinner to die for from the food in the freezer and food closet.  I made a note of all the food we took with the intent of replacing it at some point.
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After dinner we watched TV until late, then... made love some more before going to sleep.  The next day after breakfast I drove the van across US 610 and called Jake Rearden.  He seemed stunned that I would call him.  "Anything happen at the trailer park yesterday afternoon?"  I asked conversationally.

"Oh, nothing much except about 50 very deadly men tore your house apart looking for you.  Taegan, these were top of the line bully boys from Colombia.  When they left, they were very unhappy.  One of them tried to mess with one of mine.  I called their leader out and we communicated.  I told him that I had met you once and did not know where you were.  He believed me...  Taegan, they want to kill you.  They do not want to ask you any questions.  The head honcho seemed to think that you had insulted him somehow...  I could not understand why," he said much amused.

"Sir, I have no idea.  I will have to call them and see what the problem is.  I gave them all the information they needed.  I have no idea what they could want," I said truly baffled.

"Taegan, you are playing a very deadly game.  I do not see how you can come out of this alive."

"There's a way, I have not found it yet.  My opponents are not the drug lords.  There is someone else out there pulling the strings.  Once that person is off the board, then the drug people will calm down and see reason.  Right now, I am going to go doggo and spend some quality time in front of a TV...  If I survive, I will indeed get back to you about that motorcycle shop."

He started laughing.  When he could talk, he said, "Kid, if you can survive this, I think I might just decide that retiring is a good idea.  I've always feared that a shop would be too boring.  With you as a partner, no telling what might happen."  He hung up laughing.

I dialed the phone passthrough, then dialed Wesley's number.  It rang for a while, then the genteel voice said, "My... are we back to phonebooths?"

"Well, they're not booths, but yeah, I guess so...  I hear you ran by my hideout and missed me by a bit."

"Chico, what IS your problem?  Why would ANYONE have one secret exit, much less two?  What did you think was going be chasing you?  Did you maybe have a bad trip on acid in the past and..."

"Look, sir, I think my mental state is not the question.  Yours is.  I gave you the whole Goddamned enchilada and now you are back for more...  What the hell is your problem?"  I asked, very unsettled.

"Chico, someone stole the ton of cocaine that came in on June 9th."

I paused, then said, "Oh!...  That would make me testy too...  Not that I had anything to do with it mind you."

"Yes, yes, your wretched relatives!...  Always your wretched relatives!...  Chico, can't you for once accept responsibility for what you have done?"

"Sir, with due respect, you are talking to the wrong guy.  I have always been true to my word and I definitely take responsibilities for my failings,...  AND in this case, I had nothing to do with that...  Sir, I have the wrong skill set for robbing a set of badasses like your people...  I was trained to defend and attack until help arrives...  What you are looking for is a black ops veteran... such as Avery Shrike.  You need..."

"Avery Shrike died in the jungles of Venezuela three years ago!  I have triple confirmation on that," he said vehemently.

"Dude, Avery Shrike is a master at getting one or more factions to fight each other so that in the battle he can sneak in and assassinate people, if they do not get themselves killed in the flames of battle...  I am convinced that he dug out the Peruvian sugar deal, then shopped it to Yugo Shrike, who shopped it to one of your jeffe's lieutenants who then implemented it."

Silence fell.  After a while, he said contemplatively, "I have spoken to this Yugo Shrike...  He did as you say...  He got Emilio Guzman, a Chilean, to present the plan to our jeffe...  Emilio was as you said, one of the men who broke open your door and tried to kill you in your bed... against my specific orders not to.  Yugo Shrike swears that he had nothing to do with the hijacking of the truck carrying the ton of cocaine from Waco to our processing plant in...  You have no need to know...  This Yugo said that the plan dropped on his desk from someone purporting to have a low Throne number, whatever that is.  His plan was that the 20 tons of cocaine would arrive in Waco and be captured by the DEA.  Your father and mother would be discredited and the Throne would move...  That is what he said...  That changes nothing.  The ton of cocaine disappeared in transit."

"Again, sir, you are looking at this incorrectly.  I do not have the correct training to mount an attack on a convoy like that...  Avery does...  Wait...  How many of the 31 people on that list did you grab?"

"We got 21 of them...  I was unhappy with their answers, so I killed each and every one of them."

"Excuse me, sir, has your wife ever suggested anger management?"  I asked fearing his answer.

With a bit of wonder in his voice, he said, "As a matter of fact, she did...  I was so angry with her,...  I killed her."

I said, "Would you mind telling me whether you killed Roland Shrike and his children?"

"I killed all six of those men...  I would have killed their children if they had had any."

"I see...  Sir, I'm going to crawl into a hole and hide for a week or so.  By that time I will have detected who Avery Shrike is and where he is.  Please be patient."  I hung up, pulled out the memory and tossed the phone in a trash basket.  I started up the car and went about three miles south.  I called Megan Hunt using one of the cellphones.

"Taegan, oh my God, Taegan, what the hell is going on?  Someone kidnapped 25 guests from your parents' funeral.  What is going on?"  Megan asked breathlessly.

"Megan, compare the list of 31 names I sent you with the names of the missing.  I sent the same list to the Laurentia Cartel.  The A-Team  they hired to get me has gone nuts...  Let's review.  My second cousin Avery Shrike wanted to be Throne.  That means he wanted to own 59%  of the shares of stock in Saginaw Industries.  He dreamed up a plan to use my mother's business of importing sugar from Peru to import 20 tons of  cocaine...  In the early morning of June 3rd, a trial run was made where a container with one ton of cocaine and 19 tons of Colombian sugar was  swapped for 20 tons of Peruvian sugar in Valle Verde con el Río Rojo, Colombia.  On Thursday, June 9, the one ton of cocaine arrived in Waco amid  much joyous celebration.  The go-ahead was supposed to have been given to the team in Valle Verde con el Río Rojo, to assemble the cocaine and get ready  to swap out the 20 tons of Peruvian sugar for the 20 tons of cocaine.  The swap was supposed be done on the morning of Friday, June 10.   The cocaine was
supposed to arrive in Waco on June 16.  In the early morning of June 23, someone ambushed the truck holding the ton of Colombian cocaine and stole it.  Presumably Avery Shrike did this to force the cartel to kill me and most of his relatives so he could become head of Saginaw Industries.  I..."

"Stop right there, Taegan.  That's crazy.  All of it.  That's too weird.  No one would hatch a plot like that...  You've convinced the druggies that your delusions are real.  You aren't going to do that to me."  She hung up.

I listened to the dial tone for a while.  One by one I was burning my bridges.  This series of events had gone on much too long.  I needed help getting Avery off the Goddamned board.  The SOB was like the Energizer Bunny... he kept going and going and going.  I tossed the cellphone in the trash and went in search of a WiFi connection.

I was cruising through a strip mall.  A book store advertised that they had WiFi... and coffee.  I went inside and sat at one of their tables with my laptop in front of me.  I needed to do something to make this go away.  I logged into my server back in my house and downloaded my email...  I had forgotten that I had asked my friends to make pictures of everyone they could and find out who was attending my parents' funeral... and send the pictures to me.  Somehow or another a flashmob had formed and everyone involved had made an effort to get pictures of who was there and identify who the participants were.  That meant that I had a LOT of pictures to download.  I sat there zoned out as that happened.

Then it hit me...  Avery Shrike was somewhere in this mountain of information.  He had to be.  The SOB was not going to miss a chance to show how clever he was.  A normal person who was hiding would shy away from being exposed.  Avery wouldn't...  How was he going to hide in plain site?

When I got all the email download, I logged off and sat back.  I realized that the book store had a printer for customers to use... for a price.  I got the attendant's help in attaching his printer as a network printer and then went after it.  One by one, I opened the emails and stored the pictures in a separate folder.  The task took forever...  Then I had to create PDF's from each of set of photos with a cover page being the email.  As each PDF was finished, I printed it out.  After a while a guy came over and said, "Sir, you're racking up quite a bill with the printouts."

I absently dropped a $100 bill on the table then put it away.  The guy went back to the printer.

I missed lunch.  About 4pm, the last PDF printed out.  I had consumed a full box of paper.  Making sense of all this was going to be a bitch.  I paid for my printouts with a prepaid card and went back to the rental.

The girls were swimming in the pool... naked.  I took out the cheek implants and took off my clothes and joined them.  We made love in the pool.  We made love on the couches.  We had dinner and made love again.  Somewhere in there we went to sleep.

Suppose that you are a male.

What would you do to get a job that paid one billion USD per year? 

That is the wrong question...

What would you NOT do to attain such a job?

What vile, despicable, underhanded deeds would you do to get your hands on that amount of money and position?

But wait there is more...

What if you must take the job or you and everyone you love will be killed? Would that affect your decision?

Now suppose that you are a female.

Would you marry a guy that was paid one billion USD per year?

But wait there is more...

You can marry the guy or you will be kidnapped, tortured and then killed. Plus, your flesh would be eaten by the torturer, if you did not marry the guy. Would that affect your willingness to wed the guy? I mean, how bad would the guy have to be before you screamed, "I would rather be tortured and my flesh eaten than be married to this guy."?

In the story, Teagan Shrike turns eighteen the summer before his senior year in high school. From one day to the next, he goes from heir apparent to a fortune to a fugitive from two drug cartels, the police and a shadowy relative who wants the billion dollar job badly enough to kill him for it. Teagan must make a series of life and death decisions. He must also decide whether he wants to marry the 'correct' girl and take up his position as head of a family of inbred, wealthy and deadly monsters in human form.

12th of September - The competition was held as scheduled!
The day before the competition, Lu Zhou and the others took the school bus and went from the new campus to the old campus. They would be living in the temporary dorms arranged by the school. 
The mattresses and pillows were prepared and so, the students only had to bring their own covers. Some people did not even bring the covers. After all, the competition would only last for 72 hours. The average bedtime for each student was less than 10 hours. 
For example, Lu Zhou was like this. 
His task was the heaviest as he had to finish the most amount of work. He could only sleep for a bit during the second night and so, he did not even bring a change of clothes. The first thing he did when he moved into the new dorm was to lay in bed and try to sleep. 
He had to force himself to fall asleep. 
When Lu Zhou woke up at five in the morning, he laid in bed until seven before he went for breakfast. He met up with Wang Xiaodong and Lin Yuxiang before they all headed to the dedicated computer room that the school prepared. 
According to the official registration information, there were more than 70,000 university students from 23,347 teams, across 1338 universities. There were teams from 33 provinces, autonomous regions (including Hong Kong and Macao), and the United States. Everyone clicked on the competition website at the same time and downloaded the questions. 
The competition was co-sponsored by the Higher Education Department of the Ministry of Education and the China Institute of Industrial and Applied Mathematics. Therefore it was rigorous and fair. Its influence was lesser than the "Challenger Cup", but the reward was in some sense more valuable than the "Challenger Cup". 
It was half-past seven in the morning when the ten teams sat in a computer room. 
Even though most people chose to use their own laptop to answer questions, they brought their laptop to the computer room. After all, wifi in the computer room and library could allow students to download theses online for free. They were expected to win this kind of competition through resources on Baidu. 
When Professor Liu came, he smiled and said hello to his three students. He did not talk about the competition. Instead, he asked how they slept or how were the dorms. After that, he walked out of the computer room, drove the school bus, and went back to do his own projects. 
At eight o'clock, the bell rang. 
Everyone quickly logged into the official website and downloaded the questions.
The questions were divided into ABCD for four major questions. Of which, AB was for undergraduate students, while CD was for students doing a specialized degree. Every team had to choose one question. The teams were given an md5 hash from the official website and they had to upload the thesis in PDF form and pass the md5 check. 
In general, as they only had half an hour to choose the question, everyone was scrambling to read the question. 
However, when they saw the questions, they were dumbfounded. 
"Question A is the design and control of the landing trajectory for Chang'e 3 spacecraft… Question B is designing a folding table! F*ck! What the hell are these questions this year?" 
"These are totally different from the training questions we did!"
"I did something similar a few days ago. It was something like designing the launch of the Shenzhou Rocket… But I didn't expect that question to come up in the competition… I'm too careless!"
"For f*ck sake, didn't you get 95 in advanced algebra? Think about something!"
"I studied advanced algebra, not rocket science!"
"Designing a table… How are you supposed to do that? Aren't there only four legs? Foldable… We can try adding a spring behind the legs?" 
The computer room was quite lively and it was obvious that the students were troubled by these questions as they had no idea where to begin. 
However, some students were different. 
For example, Luo Rundong from Lu Zhou's class was quietly communicating with his teammates. 
And Liu Rui… That kid seemed to be quite reliable as he had already finished reading the questions and was already assigning work to his teammates. 
Wang Xiaodong looked at the two questions and frowned. 
The sky seemed to have collapsed. 
The two questions were both related to physics. 
The first question was related to space trajectory calculations which certainly impossible to solve with just high school physics knowledge. On the surface, the second question looked simple, but it actually was not much easier than the first question. It involved the dynamic motion analysis of the table legs, material stress analysis, and a dozen other problems. Not only would it require mathematical modeling knowledge, but it also required a certain degree of involvement in structural mechanics as well as materials science. 
However…
The "mathematical genius" Lu Zhou in the group was only a second-year student and he had only just started his physics class. 
They had to choose the easier question. 
The first question was impossible to do without physics knowledge. They could try to turn the second question into a mathematical problem by using resources online. 
Wang Xiaodong looked at Lu Zhou, "Should we choose question B?"
Lu Zhou shook his head, "Choose question A."
"Question A?" asked Wang Xiaodong. He frowned, "Are you sure?"
"I've already finished studying university-level physics. Even though aerospace physics seems complicated, the content only spans three chapters," said Lu Zhou. He paused for a second before looking around and said, "Also, look at how many teams that are choosing question B."
Since question A was so scary, it was natural that most teams selected question B. Lu Zhou had to be brave and confront the dragon! 
Of course, Lu Zhou made this selection because he was confident about question A. 
Wang Xiaodong nodded and naturally understood the meaning behind Lu Zhou's last sentence. 
"Okay, then you'll have to do the modeling."
"I got this."
The two geniuses had reached a consensus. 
Lin Yuxiang looked at her teammates and asked weakly, "Which… Part can I help?"
Wang Xiaodong gave her a gentle smile. He was about to say "I'll do everything" when Lu Zhou, who was busy writing on an A4 paper, interrupted Wang Xiaodong and said impolitely, "Bring food and water, thanks." 
Programming, thesis writing, and modeling. All these three tasks were allocated already and the only thing they needed was someone for food delivery. 
Lu Zhou thought, "Don't think it's that easy to get a free win." He had to make this girl do something at least. 
Wang Xiaodong: "…"
Lin Yuxiang did not complain. Instead, she nodded energetically, "Ok, I'll do it!"
The advantage of one person doing both mathematical modeling and thesis writing was that it removed the problem of communication. 
At the same time, as the captain, Lu Zhou could issue orders to Wang Xiaodong, who was responsible for coding. 
Therefore, there would not be any disagreements between the teammates!
There were three sub-questions:
(1) Determine the position of the moon's far side and close side landings. Also, determine the speed and location of Chang'e 3. 
(2) Determine the optimal trajectory of Chang'e 3 and the optimal control of the six stages. 
(3) Make corresponding error analysis and sensitivity analysis for your designed landing trajectory and control strategy. 
"The next part is the summary. This part can be left until the entire thesis is written. The focus is on the question's analysis, which involves the entire thought process of the modeling, which is the entire soul of the paper," murmured Lu Zhou as he bit down on his pen and tapped his fingers on the keyboard. He wrote the outline of the thesis and began to define the critical soul of this paper based on his calculations. 
[Question 1. In order to get the far and close side moon locations of the landing, as well as the size and direction of the corresponding velocity of Chang'e 3, we first use the Newtonian physics combined with the known conditions for calculation. The motion of the main deceleration stage of Chang'e 3 is divided into a uniform variable speed linear motion. Using MATLAB, the main deceleration phase of the iterative operation…] 
[Question 2. In order to ensure optimal landing trajectory of the Chang'e 3 and the optimal control of the six stages, take minimum fuel consumption as the goal. Using the parameters given by the problem, use MATLAB to identify obstacles on the digital elevation map. To achieve the identification of obstacles and location of landing points, simulate an optimal landing orbit mode…"]
[To analyze the error or the landing orbit control strategy designed in part 2, we need to first list all possible variables that can cause an error…] 
Lu Zhou went into a state of being deep in his own thoughts. He was entirely focused on the question. 
After he analyzed the question, he felt like his brain was definitely clearer. Even the entire general framework of the thesis started to form in his mind. 
What was left was to translate the outline into a mathematical question…
For most teams, they did the thesis after the programming and modeling, but for Lu Zhou, he could do both at the same time!
This was their team's biggest advantage!


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

I reached out and grabbed Min's shaft, my hand working steadily up and down his cock. It was warm and hard between my fingers, and I loved the elasticity and feel. Well, I had created this cock myself with the help of Pratter and Sandor. This cock would feel exactly the way I wanted it to feel, and I made it feel exactly to my tastes. Just imaging the hard thing plunging into me already excited me. It was big, but not too big. It was hard, but no too hard. It was the perfect dick for my pussy. 
"You know, Min, I've been thinking a bit." I sighed as my fingers worked over his cock. 
"Mm? Vesse?" Min asked cautiously. 
I moved myself, swinging my leg up over Min and mounting him. His perfect cock was now sticking right up under my pussy, waiting to impale me. I lowered my hips until just the head touched, but didn't slam it home. Instead, I teased the top of his cock with my pussy, squatting just enough so that it touched me, but didn't penetrate. A wet strain of lust, although I couldn't tell if it was his or mine, reached from his cock tip to my pussy lips. It was a visible conformation of how perfect our parts fit together. 
"I realized…" I continued. "That a lot of people don't tend to read author's notes and thus don't know any information about this story." 
"Re-really?" Min was breathing hard, the teasing being too much for him, especially as I started playing with his nipples, on top of two clearly feminine mounds.
"Mm… so I reckon a lot of readers don't know a lot of important details about my Tales as a Seductress." I sigh, squeezing his nipples tightly in the way he liked and eliciting a pleasing gasp. 
"Such as?" Min's face scrunched, fighting the pleasure my body was giving him. 
"For example, this story had already been out in entirety on machineslicedbread.xyz for over a year, and it is also the location of many of the writer's other erotic stories." 
"Vesse sell readers short, most know that." Min blushed. 
I finally dropped my hips down, letting that perfect cock slam into me. The warmth of it slid deep into my womb, and the feel was incredible enough my pussy trembled slightly in a mini-orgasm. That's what I got for being so teasing. In the end, I was the one who was most aroused. However, Min was flushed and breathing hard as well, so clearly it was doing it for him. 
"I'm not so sure they're aware of the blog whatsawhizzer.wordpress.com, where the author translated Arifureta, wrote Requiem to the Stars and Time and Place, and don't even get me started on his continuing series, Power of Creation and the World of Women, two very erotic and very different novels. Both have completed volumes that can be downloaded for free for all ******* supporters." 
"Of course, Vesse… aaaaa… it's tight." 
"Mmm, I'm not tight. Min is just too big." I tease as I rise my hips up and down, feeling his cock slid up and down inside me. "Either way, ******* support gets people early access to released chapters, full colored illustrations, re-edited pdfs, and some exclusive patreon-only content."
"Most reader, only want Tales…" Min shrugged, his mouth open as he panted in pleasure. 
"Ah, it's because they want to see me fucking my sexy wife." I chuckle, picking up the pace until each time my hips drop I can hear the wet sound of it sliding in. 
"Ahnn… t-tease!" Min cried out. "T-tell them… important things about tales." 
"Ah… I guess I should tell them some things. For example, this next chapter will be the last chapter of Tales of a Seductress." 
Min gasps. "Th-then, no more us?" 
I chuckle. "Of course not. Naturally, my Min and I will return in the sequel, Tales of an Enchantress. A story currently being written and released on machineslicedbread.xyz." 
"Ho-how many chapters so far?" 
"Nearly 50! Ahh… Min, right there… move your hips, ahhhh… right there!" I let out a cry as he started to hit me in the right spot.
He thrust his hips up into me roughly and a moment later I started cumming. 
As I panted and moaned, my devilish Min kept up the thrusting past my tolerance. I could barely talk, my voice coming out in a panting high-pitched moan. "Ahh… I can't get enough of Min! If readers want… want Min too… they should know about Min's story, a-a- a – aaahhhhh… a short side series following Min's origin and point of view through Tales of a Seductress!" 
"Vesse, C-cumming!" 
"Cum! Cum in me, Min!" I shouted lustfully, my tits bouncing up and down as I rode him as hard as I could. 
"I-is that all Vesse say?" Min demanded, his eyes flashing mischievously. 
"No… I have more… oh.. it's too good, you're driving me crazy with your cock, I can't stop cumming!" I cry out, my mind turning to mush. 
"Must say it or Min won't stop!" 
"Ahn… Mi-min is teasing too much, I'm really going crazy, but it's the most important part!" I cry out as I pant, erotic explosions shooting through my body as I leak all over Min's cock, my pussy clamping down in perpetually orgasm as Min penetrates me over and over again. "Next month will signify the official release of Tales of a Seductress the pdf. It includes this complete book, edited and formatted for ease of reading in a phone friendly pdf. It costs $5 to buy the book or it is free for all ******* supporters of $1 or more! Inkstone doesn't even allow simple bold and italics formatting, so it's a much different experience on pdf." 
"But what about future release!" Min demands just as he grabs my ass tightly, pulling it down until he penetrates me at the maximum level. 
A moment later I feel gobs of warm stuff shoot into me. It was Min's lust, magically converted into semen. It started filling up my womb, and for a second my eyes rolled up in my head. Min had to pinch my thigh before I could focus again. 
"Un… I feel it! I feel Min inside me!" I cried until he pinched even harder and I shook out of it. "Tales was released on inkstone to drive up interest for the pdf. Its sales success will dictate how quickly Tales of an Enchantress is finished and ultimately whether it's worth the author's time to release it on inkstone at all."
"So, if they don't pay, he stop writing? What Bastard!" 
"No, Min… ahn… it's so warm, I can feel it growing soft…" I relaxed, finally regaining my faculties. "Tales of an Enchantress already has 40 chapters out and will continue to release on machinslicedbread.xyz no matter what. However, if you want to read the completed book as a pdf, if you want to see TOAE and Min's story released on inkstone, or if you want TOAE increased in release speed (right now, it's been about twice a month), then you might want to consider dropping $1-$5 to support the author. He has many writing responsibilities, and so TOAS must prove to be financially worth his time."
With that, I lean over and take Min's lips, tasting my sweet and beautiful wife. Our tongues combine for a few minutes while our sweaty bodies heave against each other, the sweet smell of sex wafting from the pair of us. When we finally separated, Min gave a coquettish smile. 
"Basically, author greedy, want money?" Min summarized. 
"Exactly…" 
"…" 
"So, the TOAS pdf will release on 11/14/18. ******* supporters will not only get that book, but access to all other ******* content including previous finished pdfs. ******* will have various fundraising goals dictating whether TOAE will be released on Inkstone (Raise $100, TOAE once a week), Whether TOAE will pick up releases to twice a week ($200), or three times a week ($300). Basically, if there is a total of $300 increase in ******* and paypal pdf purchases between 11/7/18 and 12/1/18 (that's just 60 people buying TOAS at its retail price guys), then you will get the max releases of TOAE until this book is finished. Please support the release at *******.com/whatsawhizzer or visit the TOAS Table of Contents on Machineslicedbread.xyz to buy directly." 
"Sound good. What next?" 
"How about we start the Epilogue to Tales of a Seductress. Enjoy!"

After an unfortunate mishap with some stairs, I found myself in a fantasy world filled with sex and violence. Stripped of everything and turned into breeding stock by the first band of goblins I encountered, I turned to the only weapon I had available to me. Now, I’m a seductress, the first and only RPG class that weaponizes the art of seduction. I will survive this new and dangerous world the only way I know how: one person at a time.

Artificial intelligence was a word most people on the internet were familiar with. They usually played the antagonist role in the action-packed Hollywood movies, only to have their plans of world domination gloriously foiled by the protagonist.
It could be seen from the mainstream media that humankind had always been skeptical and afraid of artificial intelligence.
The perception was logical; they were, after all, beings not reliant on a physical body, both eternal and wise. There was no reason for such a "god" to abide by the rules of humans.
However, ventures into artificial intelligence research never ceased. From novels written in the 1950s that imagined the future of artificial intelligence to IBM’s development of Watson who could design a menu and voluntarily participate in contests—within sixty years, artificial intelligence had made leaps and bounds.
What about in another sixty years?
There was no need for another sixty years; the Han internet user could now experience it in the present.
An unknown software—as if carefully planned—entered the Android platform, 361 stores, and the APP store. The download number exploded exponentially, breaking one million downloads on the tenth day after release, beating Line’s record at six hundred thousand downloads a day.
This could only be described as a miracle.
Using common sense, it would still take great marketing to pull off such a feat. Otherwise, no matter how amazing the app, it would take time for anyone to become familiar with the product. Future Technology Corporation—it was a name no one ever had heard before.
Artificial intelligence? A changed algorithm with an increase in phone performance by threefold? Decrease power consumption by half? Automatic compatibility with both Android and iOS apps? Did they take all of the users for fools?
Fu*k, it actually has artificial intelligence that can speak? Siri is so dumb in comparison.
Fu*k, it actually increased the phone performance by three times! Even cheap phones can play high-end games now without any lag!
Fu*k, it actually decreased the power consumption by half. My Huawei has a battery span of two days now!
A chain of explosive reactions ensued, followed by an exponential number of downloads. The waves of good ratings and comments convinced the skeptical users to join the forces. In response to their shocking discovery, they also joined in promoting the app.
Future 1.0 officially caught the attention of all mobile users.
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Within 361 Corporation's headquarters.
"I want to know the developer of this app, as well as the background of Future Technology. I don’t care how you do it; I want a detailed report on my table in two hours." 361 Corporation's president Zhou Hongwei sat at his office desk, rubbing his forehead in an attempt to alleviate his tiredness as he gave a task to 361 Phone Helper’s Project Manager Zhang Jianfeng.
"Yes." The middle aged man nodded as he hastily walked out of the office.
"Boss, is the Future 1.0 as scary as it sounds?" The assistant couldn’t resist asking after seeing her boss's gloomy expression.
"Do you know what artificial intelligence and enhanced phone functionality mean?" Zhou Hongwei sneered with raised eyebrows.
"But based on user dependency and..."
"Don't mention those things; those are applicable when the software are comparable." Zhou Hongwei rejected the assistant's point right away. "Would you continue to use an old flip phone after the introduction of a smartphone?"
The young assistant was speechless, unable to argue against her boss's point. Even if the book said otherwise, the reality was right in front of her.
"The introduction of the touch screen replaced the necessity to have fifteen physical buttons, but the Future 1.0 replaced the need to use fingers. The increased phone performance also broke through the limitation of mobile game development. The two breakthrough technologies exist on one software. Pity, if even one of them had been born in our 361 Phone Helper, I have full confidence that I would’ve been able to replace Penguin and become the new leader in the tech industry."
The thought of his horrendous defeat against Penguin in a battle for market shares enraged him to this day.
Zhou Hongwei's finger gently tapped against the table amidst the assistant’s silence.
Less than half an hour later, the door was pushed open.
Zhang Jianfeng did not bother to knock on the door as he hastily approached his boss.
"The information is here."
"Excellent." Zhou Hongwei immediately began reading the information. Instead of criticizing him for his informality, he was pleased by the efficiency.
After scanning through the document with a frown, Zhou Hongwei immediately handed another task to his assistant.
"Go and contact Gu Cheng from the technology's department. I give him permission to use any developers from any project. My only requirement is that I want to see a cracked version of Future 1.0 in a week."
"Yes." The assistant nodded as she stepped out.
Immediately, Zhou Hongwei gave directives to his right-hand man Zhang Jianfeng.
"Zhang Jianfeng, go contact Future Technology's owner Jiang Chen and discuss the possibility of an acquisition. If it can be purchased, then that would be the best option. If he asks for a price within 2 billion, I give you permission to accept right away. At the same time, ask if he is interesting in working for 361."
"Yes." Zhang Jianfeng nodded, agreeing that the price his boss offered was not too high. As the 361 Phone Helper’s Project Manager, he knew the value of this app.
2 Billion RMB? Even 2 billion USD was not enough. Zhang Jianfeng could only hope that Jiang Chen was too new to know the value of his software and would be shocked by the billion dollar offer.
But was that possible? Jiang Chen's own valuation for the company was over trillions.
USD.
At the same time, what happened in 361 was also taking place in Baidu, QQ's headquarters, and even in the overseas Samsung, Microsoft, and Apple technology giants who expressed significant interest towards the app born in Hua.
Acquisition, cracking, joint venture... A series of meetings revolved around the "giant bomb" that was Future 1.0.
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"Marketing expenditure of five hundred ninety thousand includes creating impressions on social media, utilizing platforms such as Baidu, Wechat, and QQ, as well as other forms of advertisement."
Xia Shiyu had recovered from her cold. In professional attire, she concisely reported the company development before Jiang Chen.
The work could have been completed like usual in Xia Shiyu's home, but for whatever reason, the girl strongly opposed this idea. Using the excuse of the newly renovated office, she argued that the company should start on the right track and changed the work location to here.
The girl’s cold attitude made Jiang Chen feel extremely "hurt" as he had stayed with her for the entire night when she had been sick.
"What's the download number?" Jiang Chen leaned against the chair and asked in a lazy tone.
Perhaps used to his complacent work attitude, Xia Shiyu did not look displeased. She took out another report and continued, "Future 1.0's total download has reached 20 million, with the record high reached on the tenth day."
"Only 20 million?" Jiang Chen frowned as he was unsatisfied.
"This is not bad, okay?" Xia Shiyu rolled her eyes at him. As soon as she woke up from her sickness, the first person she saw was Jiang Chen; afterwards, the way she treated him became ambiguous.
"There are at least five hundred million smartphone users in Hua, and this is a conservative estimate. I only have 20 million out of this giant market. How is that not a little." Jiang Chen was trying to prove this point.
"It’s predicted that the user base will break the one hundred million mark by the end of August. Since our user base is too small, this is a commendable result." Xia Shiyu flipped through the document as she explained.
"You don't have to be so concerned. I am certain of your ability, Miss CEO." Jiang Chen grinned.
"I am not concerned!" Xia Shiyu rebutted.
But then she realized that arguing with the shameless Jiang Chen was futile, so she took a deep breath and brought the conversation back on topic. "There is a total of twelve companies that announced interest in partnership and acquisition."
"Partnership, I am interested. You can arrange a schedule for me; I'll personally chat with them. As to acquisition, you can reject them without asking for my permission." Jiang Chen stretched.
"Oh? IBM offered one point three billion USD." Xia Shiyu raised her eyebrows as she shoved the letter of intent into Jiang Chen's arms with a smirk.
"Hehe, I won't sell it for thirteen billion USD." Jiang Chen took the letter of intent and threw it into the garbage without a glance at the page.
Xia Shiyu's mouth curved up at Jiang Chen's response. She held the same opinion as Jiang Chen on the value of this software.
Suddenly, as if she just remembered something, she hesitated for a moment before she opened her mouth. "Also, President, I have another thing I want to confirm with you."
"What? You don't have to call me president, just call me Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen waved his hand.
"Please keep business and personal life separate, Mr. President." Xia Shiyu smoothly replied as she continued on the topic, "The quality of Future 1.0 is without a doubt impeccable. But regarding privacy, do we not need to submit a patent?"
"Privacy? There is privacy for software in this country?" Jiang Chen laughed at her rhetorical question.
Xia Shiyu was speechless, but she still offered her own opinion.
"At least we will gain the advantage from a legal perspective. If another company uses our technology without permission, we can proceed with legal action."
"Submitting the patent means we have to provide a detailed explanation of our technology. To be honest, I don't trust them." Jiang Chen was straightforward. "I am confident that within fifty years, no one will be able to crack Future 1.0. Moreover, in a couple of years, Future 2.0 will be introduced. As long as we remain the pioneer of this industry, we don't need a patent."
The nature of the patent was to receive protection and exclusive rights in exchange for sharing information. The patent required sufficient disclosure of the technical information which would allow people to replicate the technology.
But that was the last thing he wanted to do; how would it benefit him to disclose D++? He was not some selfless philanthropist.
Xia Shiyu remained silent. She didn't know where Jiang Chen's confidence or the fifty years remark came from, but surprisingly, she didn't insist on it and chose to trust him.
"Okay, since the majority shareholder has already made the decision, then Future 1.0's core technology will be classified as a business secret. The relevant privacy information would require you to discuss with the software developer."
His title was the chief developer of this app, but it was only a fake role. The setting disclosed to the public was that an overseas developer team created Future 1.0 while his position only required him to represent the team.
Just like deceiving Zhao Chenwu, except he was deceiving the whole world this time.
Do you want to find the real developers? Go ahead; it's in the other world.
Jiang Chen nodded as he didn't say anything more.
If a programming language developed 100 years into the future managed to be cracked by the people of this time, it would literally have to be done by supernatural activity. As an example, it was like asking someone to program using the C language when they had never learned it before. Even with the unencrypted code provided, the person was required to understand first; the only way was to guess and learn a language with stronger logic flow compared to C.
"On the other hand, considering Future Technology's growing popularity, I have contacted Wanghai University's administration and students to adjust the hiring time and location," Xia Shiyu said.
"Oh? You don't have to report these things to me, just give me a schedule, and I'll make time to take care of it." Jiang Chen shrugged.
"This is not a small task. Talent acquisition is critical to the future of the company, especially the first batch of employees—they will become the core of the company's operation. From personality to knowledge, everything must be tested under a strict process."
"Okay, because I trust your ability, I'm assigning this important task to you."
Xia Shiyu's face burned under Jiang Chen's "passionate" gaze, but because she had light makeup on, with her limited facial expressions, Jiang Chen didn't notice her odd reaction.
"Okay." Although she wanted to criticize Jiang Chen into at least preparing for the interview process, everything she wanted to say turned into one word.
"Then let's go with this decision." Jiang Chen laughed as he stood up from the office chair and walked to the door behind Xia Shiyu. "Call me if you have anything. If I’m not within the service zone, send me a text, and I'll call you back when I see."
Jiang Chen then left the company, leaving Xia Shiyu staring blankly into space.
[Is there a president this irresponsible?]
Xia Shiyu rubbed her face with her hand.
There was another thing she didn't report: seven companies extended offers to her as shareholder and CEO of Future Technology. These companies included world-renowned technology giants where every graduate dreamed to work at.
If it were like before, she would most likely have taken a look at this information. But this time, without glancing at it, she shredded it. Even she was surprised by her decisiveness.
[With Future 1.0's potential, there is no need to consider the tech companies that are about to get reshuffled. President... Jiang Chen, he is probably working hard in areas I can't see. Future 1.0 can't drop from the sky, right?] Xia Shiyu convinced herself.
She glanced at the messy documents, sighing at Jiang Chen’s work habit.
She organized them into categories before she left the president’s office, gently closing the door behind her.


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


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