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Back on Planet Golden Gate…
The round trip had taken him close to a month. The twenty-four spaceships that Han Xiao had taken returned to Base No. 1. The pillaging ships were smaller in size, and after modifying the messy coating on their exteriors, these were absorbed into the assault fleet.
The Crow Grade ship was on the same grade as a Violent Falcon Grade battleship, so it was stored in the hangar. After it was repaired, it could be put into use.
Including those spaceships, Han Xiao had close to a hundred spaceships under his fleet. It was divided into four divisions. One was the strategic core division that was made of the Fortress Grade flagship alone. The second was the battleship division formed by Violent Falcon Grade and Crow Grade ships, in charge of guarding and direct combat. The third was the assault fleet formed by the seized DarkStar assault ships and the galactic pirate pillaging ships, with speed superiority. The fourth was the rented carrier spaceship division used to transport manpower.
As for the BlackLight Stealth, it was for Han Xiao and Han Xiao only. Made by the Federation of Light, its grade and performance were way ahead of all other spaceships in the Black Star Army. Also, Risda was not willing to let too many people use his body.
Watching the last spaceship being parked in the hangar, Han Xiao had Phillip close its gate and locked Sykes and the other captives in the secret cell of Base No.1.
This cell had been built from an extremely strong alloy, covered with many automatic weapons such as cannons, nerve gas, sedative injectors, large vacuum gravity field, and many others. Inside the walls were many mini cameras monitored by Phillip at all times. The security was extremely tight to prevent the captives from escaping.
Because he had extracted the Super-Gene of those captives every day on the way back, they all were weak, including Sykes.
Since Calamity Grades were able to recover much faster, Sykes received special treatment. His production rate was more than five times that of the others.
Han Xiao had stored hundreds of Ability Potions that were categorized. Some were for his own use; some were sold in the faction store.
The interior of Base No.1 was filled with bridges like a beehive. As Han Xiao walked on the streets, players could be seen everywhere, getting used to the new Main City.
Many people looked at Han Xiao. He was a renowned NPC in the eyes of the players, and he was the leader of the faction. When the players saw him, they all felt a sense of closeness to him, and quite a number greeted him, to which Han Xiao nodded back in reply.
There were many issues in the faction waiting to be resolved. Han Xiao checked through Sylvia's homework then returned to his room. He took out a concentrated nutrition bar and started chewing while settling these issues.
The first issue was to clean up after the missions carried out by the many players.
Other than Planet Sunil, most of the players carrying out missions around the Garton Star System had completed and returned. This was the first large scale hiring event for Black Star Army, so Han Xiao took it quite seriously. He told Phillip to filter out the problematic records in it and browsed through them one by one.
Of course, not all players were doing well. Some of the players had a rather low mission completion percentage. Furthermore, there was even a small group of people that messed around and completely messed up the mission, sullying the name of the Black Star Army. For the former, Han Xiao told Phillip to send a sincere apology to the employer on behalf of the Black Star Army. As for the latter, the Credibility Rating of their mercenary profile was deducted, and the grade of the missions that they could accept was lowered.
Since Han Xiao wanted to expand the Black Star Army with the help of the players, he was prepared for the problems that came with it. The issues now were all small problems. The effect brought by the players was much more beneficial than detrimental.
The first large scale hire event stabilized the name brought by the Godora award ceremony.
When looking for mercenaries, the employers in the Garton Star System all chose the local Black Star Army as their first choice. The Mercenary Alliance recognized the Black Star Army's position in the Garton Star System as the top of the industry and provided them with a continuous supply of high-quality employment missions.
The result of this was that the business of the Garton Star System mercenary industry was practically monopolized by the Black Star Army. Although the population of a Star System was very high, not many people needed mercenaries. The freelance mercenaries in the Garton Star System suddenly started to notice that they could hardly find high-quality hires anymore. The list given to them by the Mercenary Alliance consisted of most low reward jobs.
The freelance mercenaries were very jealous of the business enjoyed by the Black Star Army. Many people had realized that if the Black Star Army continued to grow at this pace, the available jobs in the Garton Star System would all be finished sooner or later, and the new jobs would then be taken by the Black Star Army as well. Then, the freelance mercenaries could very likely end up with no job, which was a very horrible future to think about.
The rise of the Black Star Army could not be stopped. The freelance mercenaries had to choose one of three paths. First was to not care about future developments and continue doing what they were doing; second was to leave the Garton Star System and find jobs in another place; third was to request to join the Black Star Army.
Quite a few freelance mercenaries took the third path. The Black Star Army was increasing in size and had an extremely good name, and since Black Star Army was on its way to monopolize the entire mercenary industry of the Garton Star System, joining them did not seem like a bad choice after all. From the victims of the Black Star Army's rise, there could be some who benefitted from it and enjoyed the Black Star Army's businesses.
In Han Xiao's plan, there was a part of it that included increasing their name with the players in order to attract freelance mercenaries. After the players joined, their size exploded to hundreds of thousands of members. The facilities of their base were mostly complete, and they had ample funds, so he was not planning to control the Black Star Army's number of members. He told Phillip to filter the background of the freelance mercenaries that requested to join, who then deleted some that were clearly incompetent and were there just for the easy missions, leaving those who were skilled and had good records.
About 7,000 freelance mercenaries were left after the first selection.
However, this number was still not decided yet. Han Xiao told Phillip to send a notice to those mercenaries to come to Base No.1 for an interview fifteen days later. Some would be disqualified again, and only the ones who remained after that would be recruited by the Black Star Army.
Recruiting more freelance mercenaries was a very important step of the Black Star Army's expansion.
The second issue waiting to be resolved was also related to the players.
After the first independent hiring event, these players were more familiar with the galactic environment and mission flow. Many players shared the difficulties that they met during the hires on the forums.
Han Xiao paid attention to these problems. In his previous life, he had also experienced the stage of not being used to the new environment after first entering the universe, so he had expected this. He knew about most of the difficulties the players faced.
As early as one year before Version 2.0 started, a part of his machinery production line had been building support items, which were intended to help with the players' ability to carry out missions.
Now that there was finally a demand for this, Han Xiao planned to put these mechanical items into the faction store as well. The timing was perfect—the players were just done with their first hire, and most of them had to return to Base No.1. The sales were definitely going to rocket.
…
In the store area of Base No.1, many people were going in and out. This was the place with the highest player density.
Although they could shop online through Phillip, they could only see the physical item at the store, which was also the collection point.
Many players used their latest earnings to buy equipment.
At this time, the faction store suddenly refreshed. A number of new items were placed at the top of the list with a very visible 'NEW' sign in their top right corner.
"New items so soon?"
"Let's see what they are."
Every update to the store would attract attention from a large number of players, and this time was no exception.
Di di di…
The sound of communicators rang continuously in the crowd. Many people took out their communicators to take a look. It was Phillip's supporting program that announced the update of the store, which could be browsed through the pre-order list.
Very soon, players realized that the new items were surprisingly not combat equipment.
They looked at the introduction of the new items.
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[Mini Land Flattening Core]—Quickly changes the terrain of a small area into flat ground suitable for a temporary stronghold. The specific measurements are…
[Multi-functional Airdrop Bag]—Includes many machines needed for airdrop, suitable for various situations occurring during airdrop…
[Portable Mini Folded Fortress]—Can be expanded on unoccupied land, forming a temporary alloy fortress to be used as a stronghold, equipped with stronghold weapon slots and basic security functions…
[Automatic Guarding Cannon Turret]—Large caliber cannon, includes 1,000 Iron Core Shots, 300 Armor Piercing Shots. Provides firepower support…
[Patrolling Sentry]—Mini scouting robot, able to scout, patrol, and alert, can be used as a sentry for a stronghold…
[Interference Resistant Electromagnetic Bracelet]—Resists electromagnetic interference and data hacking to a certain extent…
[Portable Strong Electromagnetic Interference Device]—Interfere with the functions of the machines within a certain range…
[Nuclear Flying Backpack]—Provides long duration flying ability, includes self-destruction option…
[Force Resonator]—Adjustable vibration frequency, able to shatter metal and concrete buildings within a large distance…
[Worker Bee Armor]—Single Unit Mining Armor, used to gather minerals and fuel. Equipped with multi-functional digging tools and mineral firearms. High weight, suitable for handling ores…
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The players faced complex environments while carrying out the missions. The mission requirements varied, including but not limited to infiltration, pursuit, mining, scouting, assassination, combat, and others. Sudden developments often occurred.
Although these mercenaries added by Han Xiao were not equipment that heightened one's combat capability, they could allow one to adapt to many situations. These were tactical items that could efficiently increase the players' ability to deal with accidents, enhancing their performance as mercenaries.
The technology used in these machines was not advanced, but they were things the players needed very much. They were cheap, useful support items.
For machines such as the turret, they were something that Han Xiao had created long ago. He had been using the turrets, but only now did he sell them to the players in large quantities. He was not yet selling the more advanced electromagnetic turrets and energy turrets but gunpowder turrets. The average level of the players now was around seventy, so the gunpowder turrets were still quite useful.
Some Mechanic players at the time could also build some of these products, but in terms of quality, cost, and price, their products were grossly inferior compared to those on the Black Star Army store.
These functional items were just right for the new needs of the players.
"These seem very useful."
"I was just about to accept a job. These new items came right on time."
The players were pleasantly surprised.
Not only the players in Base No.1, but the players who were on Sunil or doing missions on other planets also received Phillip's notification. They were all very tempted.
Especially the 200,000 players in Planet Sunil. They were dealing with the Catastrophe, so they had to deal with the complicated wilderness situations and even clear out the underground Prophecy Stone Mine. The addition of [Worker Bee Armor] was absolutely perfect.
Stock was limited, and the players hastily bought what they needed. The prices of these new products were very low, so their demand was high. Within twenty minutes, the inventory was cleared out, and many who could not buy them pre-ordered the next batch.
The players were used to the special 'Growing Faction' attribute of the Black Star Army. They felt that the reason that these new items appeared was because the players of the Black Star Army had worked together to develop the faction. Looking at the new items of the faction store, many players felt a sense of achievement.
…
After adding these support items, Han Xiao observed the sales. Since they were functional items, their price was low and affordable. Nonetheless, the entire inventory was sold out within half an hour. His funds rose nonstop as the players' money flew into his personal account.
This sale had made him an astonishing total of 6,600,000 Enas!
Including Noriosse's investment and the income from the last sales, Han Xiao had a total of 44,000,000 Enas!
This was a lot of money.
"Funds are abundant. With this money, I can build my Mechanic Army any way I want." Han Xiao was very content.
With so much money, if he was the only one using it, it could last him a very long time. However, of course, these funds had to be used to operate the Black Star Army and support the Black Star Army's expansion.
The blueprint that Han Xiao had set for the Black Star Army's development was gigantic. He planned to use the Garton Star System as a foundation, choose dozens of important NPC resource planets, and keep building sub-bases. He would turn the Garton Star System into the Black Star Army's headquarters, controlling the mercenary business there tightly or even monopolizing it.
Then, he would expand the business to other Star Systems and build sub-bases in other Star Systems, expanding step by step. Many parts of this plan required a lot of money, such as adding a large number of spaceships, recruiting, building partnerships with more organizations, and so on.
The identity of a mercenary group was just a stepping stone; Han Xiao's real target was to develop enormous military power, like Bloodshed Land.
The funds required for this blueprint was a number that he could not calculate or imagine.
The only thing he knew was that the money that he had now was far, far from enough.
His mission was heavy, and the road was long.
"This won't be completed within a short time. The sales route is already built anyway, so profit will keep coming. There's no need for me to be too tight on spending."
Han Xiao smiled. He took out his communicator and ordered a large number of materials from the raw material provider that he had been working with.
Finally, he had some free time to strengthen all his combat equipment to the Calamity Grade standard!
"Let's hope something like the Purple Snake Space Pirates incident doesn't happen again…"


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

The waiting hall of Beijing University Sixth Hospital was always full of people.
The higher the number of surgeries that were being carried out in the operating theater, the more patients' family members there would be in the waiting hall. Most of them were considerably calm. Of course, most of them had troubled and upset expressions on their faces, but not many of them were emotional.
Scheduled surgeries allowed patients to choose the day where their fate was decided. As for the patients' family members, they would get more time to deal with their emotions and accept what was happening.
Of course, there were always those who failed to come to terms with reality. This was especially true for family members of patients who suddenly got diagnosed with a grave disease and had to be wheeled into the operating theater as soon as possible. Family members of such patients got emotional the easiest. Those who were not doing well financially often felt even more anxious. Having a sick family member was hard to deal with as it was, and the fact that they had to borrow money from left and right for treatment made things even more difficult.
Ever since the middle-aged woman, Wang Xuemei put down her signature once again and watched as her husband was wheeled into the operating theater, she had been kneeling before an amethyst geode without getting up at all.
She was not highly educated, but she understood what was going on after signing all kinds of documents such as the notice of critical illness and the informed consent form. Doctors and nurses were not always fierce and impatient. There were also times when they would be friendly and patient. Whenever a patient was diagnosed with major illnesses, or more appropriately, an illness that involved one of the most difficult treatments the department was capable of administering, he would be treated like a VIP.
In Beijing University Sixth Hospital, surgery for patients with gallbladder cancer was considered quite difficult. Moreover, Professor Feng Zhixiang had been hired as a freelance surgeon. No junior doctors wanted to cause a hitch in the treatment process. Hence, throughout the duration of the patient's stay, they would try to do everything related to him as well as possible. Of course, this did not involve making the patient and his family members feel better.
Doctors were not always successful when it comes to comforting patients. It had nothing to do with the doctors' skills. Rather, it was because the patients and their family members were in too much pain.
Wang Xuemei did nothing but cry nonstop.
If she were more highly educated, she would probably come out with a whole poem to describe the things that she was feeling right now. Her life was full of hardships, and hardships often led to great art. However, her life was so hard that she did not even receive enough education to be able to talk about her miserable life in an articulate manner.
"They said that things would get better when we arrive in Beijing… They said that things would get better when we arrive in Beijing…" Wang Xuemei muttered nonstop. She could not help but reach out and touch the amethyst geode with her fingertips. However, she withdrew her hand immediately after.
She intended to make her prayers stronger by doing this, but she was worried that she might have done the wrong thing.
An old man who had just entered the waiting hall advised her, "The floor in the hospital is cold, and you might catch your cold. You have already done your part by kneeling here. Why don't you get up and sit for a while?"
After the old man said this twice, Wang Xuemei took off her jacket and placed it on the floor. She then kneeled down again with her knees resting against the jacket.
The old man did not know whether to cry or laugh when he saw this. After a while, he bought Wang Xuemei a waist cushion. "It's a bit small, but you'll have to make do with it. In my opinion, praying in the Lama Temple works better. Why don't you give it a try? It's a large and proper temple, and the place is always full of smoke as a lot of people pray there. There's this old friend of mine who suffers from various ailments. He asked someone to burn the first incense of the year there on his behalf, and he got better in a blink of an eye. His business is also going well nowadays?"
"The first incense of the year in Lama Temple? It's almost impossible to get the chance to do so, isn't it?" A person who was sitting behind the waiting room could not take the conversation anymore and said mockingly, "Countless people try to burn the first incense of the year, and it's not something money can buy."
The old man gave another party a sidelong glance. "Why don't you offer her some advice, then?"
"What's the point of advising her? Just let her continue kneeling if that's what she wants. If you can cure a patient just by kneeling, what's the purpose of seeing a doctor. If you think that kneeling helps, then you might as well not seek treatment at the hospital," the man said scornfully. He had been annoyed at the middle-aged woman in front of him for quite some time.
The only Du family member there was Academician Du's plump grandson. He looked a little helplessly at the amethyst geode that belonged to his family. If it were not for the fact that his grandfather had ordered him to get it no matter what, he would have just left the amethyst geode in the waiting hall.
But there was no way that he could take the amethyst geode away right now with the middle-aged woman kneeling before it. Academician Du's plump grandson could only look at Wang Xuemei with an anticipatory gaze and hope that the other party would come to her senses by herself.
Wang Xuemei paid no heed to these people.
She did not understand what they were saying and had no intention to do so either. People around her were mostly liars, and she would rather do whatever she wanted to.
*Thud, thud, thud*
Wang Xuemei kowtowed thrice, and this was considered her rebuttal against those who had a problem with what she was doing.
The clear knocking sounds made all the patients' family members who were present speechless, but they at least understood where she was coming from now.
"Sigh, if she kneels on such a cold floor, she will definitely experience knee problems when she gets old. My legs are hurting now thanks to my job, which required me to fix dams years ago."
"I know, right? During my confinement period, my mother-in-law said that my body was too heaty and only gave me a thin quilt. Other people's daughters-in-law all get to wear thick cotton pants and use comforters during their confinement period."
"Before this, my husband refused to listen to me either and always went out with unlined trousers. I was so pissed that I have actually hit his legs with a slipper and a stick before."
"Wow, you're such a vicious lady. What happened after that? Did your husband end up listening to you? Did he apologize?"
"I have no idea. He did end up in the operating theater, after all."
*Creak*
The doors of the operating theater were magical things. Every time it opened, the patients' family members in the waiting room would go silent.
"Are Li Gang's family members here?" The junior doctor in charge called out, and Xu Wen was standing beside him.
Xu Wen was the only doctor who was working under Beijing University Sixth Hospital. The chief surgeon, Feng Zhixiang and the first assistant, Ling Ran were both freelance surgeons.
The moment Wang Xuemei heard the word "Li Gang", she placed her palms on her floor and tried to stand up. However, she immediately plopped to the ground again.
"My legs are numb from the kneeling," Wang Xuemei muttered to herself and looked at the doctors. She raised her hand and said, "I'm Li Gang's family member."
After she said this, she walked over to the doctors with a limp.
Xu Wen immediately walked over to help her and said, "Don't be anxious. Your husband had been sent to the ICU, which means the intensive care unit. His surgery was a successful one, and we'll need to see how the recovery goes."
"Intensive care unit… does this mean that his condition is very serious?" Wang Xuemei felt a chill run down her spine.
"Your husband had been diagnosed with late-stage gallbladder cancer. It's a malignant tumor. However, the surgery went very smoothly and the doctors have cleared your husband's body of all the cancer cells. If the recovery goes smoothly, he would be able to survive this ordeal." Xu Wen did not correct what Wang Xuemei said. Instead, he talked about it from another perspective.
Wang Xuemei hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will there be a recurrence?"
"About this, we can't really promise anything."
"Then, how much longer would he need to stay in the hospital? When can he go back to work?" Wang Xuemei immediately thought about the debts that they had to pay back. The income of her and her husband was not low as both of them were working. Even though they changed jobs all the time, on average, they could earn 120,000 to 130,000 RMB a year. They were capable of saving up around 10,000 RMB yearly. If it weren't for the fact that they built a house in their village, they would be considered pretty rich in their village.
This was exactly why when Li Gang got sick, Wang Xuemei did not have much trouble borrowing money so that her husband could get treated in Beijing.
However, she only borrowed enough money for the surgery. Now that the surgery was over, she was trying her best to spend as little as possible.
Xu Wen knew patients like Wang Xuemei very well.
Most of the patients in Beijing hospitals were actually from other places. Even though the families had no choice but to pay so that the patient got a chance at life, there were always those who could not afford to foot the bill."
"Regarding the charges, you can talk to the doctor in charge. If your family is really facing financial difficulties, there is a green channel [1] where the authorities of the hospital can omit some of the fees at their discretion." Xu Wen did not mention that the chief surgeon was renowned. He did not tell Wang Xuemei that her husband was operated by freelance surgeons.
Without taking the round trip business class tickets and the assistants' pay into consideration, to outsiders, it cost more than 10,000 RMB to have Professor Feng Zhixiang as a freelance surgeon. Of course, whenever Professor Feng Zhixiang was helping out someone he knew, he would charge a lower fee of around 30,000 to 40,000 RMB. Together with the tickets and the assistants' pay, it would go up to around 70,000 RMB.
In China, this was considered the typical price. From the perspective of the doctors of Beijing University Sixth Hospital, it was extremely cheap. Even without comparing it to the cost of seeking treatment overseas, ever since private practice became widespread in China, renowned doctors working in private hospitals would charge way more than this for a surgery.
Take chief physicians working in Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou as an example. Even though government hospitals would only pay them a little more than 10,000 RMB for a freelance surgery, they would get up to three times more money if they were to do the same thing in a private hospital. There were even private hospitals that only charged a low sum for patients' consultation and treatment fees, but made the patients pay for the surgeons by charging more for their hospitalization. The hospitals would also collect various miscellaneous fees for the same purpose.
Of course, if Xu Wen were to tell these to Wang Xuemei, she would not understand them.
As they did not come to an agreement beforehand, it would be hard to make Wang Xuemei pay an extra 30,000 or 40,000 RMB. Aside from this, she would also have to pay for Ling Ran's freelance surgery fee.
Fortunately, Associate Hospital Director Wang was around, and he merely had to put down the signature for the hospital to reimburse part of the expenses. This was the right way to go so as not to cause trouble for Professor Feng Zhixiang.
There was also another reason why Xu Wen talked about the green channel. Since Professor Feng Zhixiang and Doctor Ling Ran were the ones who operated on the patient, they had to provide the patient with quality drugs and good postoperative care whenever possible. If the patient's family members were to ask for a change in treatment plan because of financial reasons, the hospital might end up offending those excellent surgeons, and the hospital would not want to risk this.
Wang Xuemei flashed a smile when she heard that part of the expenses could be omitted. "We're facing financial difficulties indeed as we have kids. Our parents are still around too, and they are farmers without a pension. My husband doesn't have medical insurance too. Now that my husband is bedridden, I can't work because I have to take care of him. If it weren't for the fact that our relatives and friends are helping out, we probably wouldn't even be able to afford food."
Xu Wen smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said, "You don't have to worry about the fees first. The most important thing now is to nurse the patient back to health. If you have any problems, you can talk to Doctor Wang."
Wang Xuemei nodded furiously and tried to build rapport with the doctor in charge. "Your surname is Wang? My surname is Wang too. We're probably from the same ancestors five hundred years ago."
"Yes… Do come with me. I'll talk to you about the patient's condition." Doctor Wang was in a pretty good mood as he got to operate on the patient with Feng Zhixiang and Ling Ran. However, he did not dare to speak in the waiting hall as he was worried that he would say something wrong. He would be in trouble if someone recorded him saying something wrong.
Wang Xuemei nodded earnestly and followed closely behind the doctor in charge, as she was afraid that she would lose him. However, she suddenly stopped in her tracks when she passed by the amethyst geode. She fished out all her coins inside her pocket and placed all of them inside the amethyst geode.
After she bowed at the amethyst geode, she immediately chased after Doctor Wang and left.
The crowd behind them went into a commotion as they looked at the amethyst geode.
*Clink*
Someone threw a coin, and it bounced off the amethyst geode.
*Clink, clink, clink*
More coins were thrown toward the amethyst geode.
All the patients' family members in the waiting hall could not help but crowd forward and throw coins into the amethyst geode.
Even though the amethyst geode was small and not everyone's aim was accurate, the waiting hall echoed with the sounds of coins hitting the crystals inside the amethyst geode.
Academician Du's plump grandson who was responsible for collecting the amethyst geode had no choice but to smile at the sight.


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

The rest of the week was a whirlwind.

Helen and Lou stayed the whole time, but Lee had to leave on the second day because his case was pressing.

Jay enjoyed the company of the two new women in his life, he really appreciated Helen's insight in particular. She had started her own art gallery right out of college thanks to some well-placed investment she had made with the money from her part-time jobs. She was a bona fide self-made woman and for which he had utmost respect for that.


Lee was a little bit more complicated, Jay had heard from Helen; he came from a very wealthy family in Korea, but had given everything up for his dreams. His parents hadn't taken well to him running off to a foreign land and leaving his arranged marriage partner behind.
When they had realized he wasn't coming back, they had cut his inheritance off and severed all ties with him.

Lee was the prime example of a success story so that hadn't hindered him.
He had been accepted at Stanford University – where he and Helen had met – on a merit scholarship, graduated, passed the bar, opened his own law firm and had become one of the most sought after criminal defense lawyer in the U.S.

Then he and Helen had gotten married on April 24th 1994, and Jay was born on January 7th of the following year. Helen had been 22 then and Lee 26, they were now respectively 38 and 42, but both of them looked to be in their early thirties.

All in all, Jay hadn't gotten much information about his father's side of the family, but had been filled in about his mother's.

Freja Lucille O'Malley (née Lund) was half Swedish half French, and lived in the north-east of France with her husband Sean Connor O'Malley, a pure bred Irish – with auburn hair and all. They had three children, Marie, the oldest, Jean, the second child and only son, and Helen (née Hélène, changed the spelling when she moved to the US), Jay's mother.

His aunt Marie was married and had three children, all daughters aged 7, 12 and 19.

Jean was a professor at Sorbonne University in Paris and single as far as Helen knew. She wasn't sure since apparently the man was particular about the ongoings of his private life.

Jay chuckled when he realized what a melting pot his genealogy tree looked like; Korean, Swedish, French, Irish, and born in America. He had realized that he spoke French, Korean and Swedish fluently thanks to his father and mother's influence, which was really cool.

He had been bilingual in his previous life – English and Russian – and had been able to work as a freelance translator from time to time and alleviate his bills.
But he was getting sidetracked.

"Jay, upsy!" his thoughts were interrupted by a childlike voice and he looked down to see Lou's outstretched arms and puffy cheeks. Apparently, he had made the lady wait.

He chuckled and propped her up on his lap. It was the day of his departure and he was doing much better now. He could sit properly and walk a little (bed to bathroom), but could not do much more.

He had gotten a good look at the mirror and was appalled at the protruding bones all over his chest, he looked like one of those poor and hungry refugees God bless them. He had a whole new respect for those people, he was in the same condition but could barely move to go to the bathroom while they walked 2 miles a day just to get water.

Anyways, he wasn't bad looking otherwise, he had amber eyes, dark black hair and a distinctive mole under his left eye. He suspected he had dimples too, but his cheeks were too hollow to know for sure.

His hair was too long though, it reached his shoulders now and he didn't like it, he was sure his mother had something to do with that.

"Jay, you leaving?" the little girl looked at him worriedly and her eyes reddened.

Calling him big brother was too long so she had started to call him by his name. She didn't want him to leave, he wasn't like Anna's brother at all! He was very warm and she really liked it when he smiled at her and caressed her hair, she thought it would be great if it could happen everyday.

Jay looked at the little girl who was on the verge of crying and for a second he didn't know what to say. He smiled wryly, he would pack her up in his luggage and take her away if he could, but that would be a crime, huh.

That was bad, he was becoming a sis-con.

He gently kissed her forehead and tightly hugged her. "I have to leave for a bit, but I'll definitely be back in time for school. You start school this year too, right? I will make sure to go with you on that day. How about it?"

She sniffled a little and looked at him doubtfully but eventually bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Hm... you have to... you can't lie..." she whispered.

Oh my god. Too cute! He squeezed her a little tighter but not enough to hurt, and Helen chose this moment to come back with Nurse Jetson and a wheelchair in tow. She greeted her children with a blissful smile. "It's time Jay, shall we?"

Jay nodded and Nurse Jetson and his mom helped him in the chair. Once they were done, he picked Lou back up and settled her down on his lap, afraid she would start crying if he didn't do so.

He swore it was the only reason and not because he was becoming too attached to her. Yep, definitely not.

His mom pushed his chair out of his room and down the hallway, then they all boarded the elevator together down to the 1st floor where Lee had been talking to Dr. Philips and Dr. Keys. The two doctors bade Jay farewell and he thanked them for their care, before they all boarded the elevator once again to the underground floor where a black SUV was waiting for them. Lee helped Jay get into his seat, he then folded the wheelchair and put it away in the trunk while Helen took care of Lou.

They all climbed aboard and drove towards John F. Kennedy International Airport.

It took two full hours for them to reach the boarding gates, by then Jay had coaxed Lou out of his embrace with sweet nothings and she had reluctantly let go of him but not before he had promised to bring her a new doll for her to play with. His parents were apparently very amused at his predicament.

Helen held him in her arms and appeared to be unaffected but he could feel her trembling against him. He smiled and kissed her forehead, coaxing her the same way he did his sister, minus the doll promise.

When it was Lee's turn, the latter simply nodded and gave him a pat on the shoulder, which Jay was grateful for.

The airline had provided him with an attendant and he turned to her, indicating he was ready to go, she nodded and smiled, then pushed him towards the 1st class boarding gate.

And just like that, he was gone, off to Europe for 6 whole months!

When a washed-up 32 year-old singer intent on surprising his wife for Valentine's Day comes home early, he finds her in bed with the man she had always considered her "best friend". Overcome by sorrow, he ends up dying from heartache.

When he comes to, he has taken over 15 years old Jay Aslan's body, the body of a comatose. But wait there's a twist, he actually has a system?!

Follow Jay as he struggles to follow his dreams, protect his family, keep girls at bay and takes the world by storm.

One reason why you should not use expensive software for your freelance work because you don't get paid until your work is completed. You can use cheaper software that doesn't need paying yearly or monthly subscription fees but you can not use expensive software that has a yearly or monthly subscription like Autodesk Cinema 4d, Adobe and other industry standards software. Some people can use free and open-source software like Krita for concept art and matte painting and for movie and TV shows are Blender and other freemium software for VFX and animation software for their freelance work or startup business. Some people don't work but they use cheaper or less expensive hardware to start a VFX or animation or other business that is good for their budgets not over the budget. If your budget for your movie or tv series visual effects is not like Hollywood standard budget for your movie or tv series visual effects you can use freeware, alternative software, freemium and cheap or free and open-source for your VFX, modelling, animation and sculpturing and other things during the production, pre-production and post-production for your content. If you want to make your own video game you can use Unreal engine, Uchronia Project Blender Game Engine, Unity, armoury game engine and lot more. Blender is the best software that is used by independent game studios next to nuke, cinema 4d, lightwave 3d, Reallusion Iclone, TV paint, Krita, Unreal, Unity, CryEngine, Godot, Cocos2d,libGDX Panda3D, Construct and other software. Cinema 4d is less expensive than Maya and 3dsMax.

"What do you want to talk about now?"

Mark asked looking at Paula who was sitting in front of him.

The four of them was now back at the south wing of the rooftop sitting on the chairs they left there before. Mark and Paula faced each other while Ange sat beside her friend and Mei beside her Gege.

"Paula, it was rare for you to look this serious."

Ange said in confusion.

Paula glanced at Ange before looking back to Mark. She sighed and loosened her shoulders before finally saying her intention.

"It's not that serious. I just want to know and confirm a few things."

She looked straight at Mark's eyes in which the latter stared back.

"But please, answer my questions without lying. I just want to know the truth."

"You think I'm a liar?"

"Yes."

Paula answered Mark's question frankly.

"It's back then when Uncle Bernard asked you about why you saved us. I know you that not all you said were the truth and parts of it are lies. And also, don't try to feed us with things that only delusional patients would say."

Hearing the last sentence, Mark felt an arrow piercing his back. Mark could only sigh.

"You're really an archer aren't you? You can even shoot arrows with your words."

"I don't know where you got those references but please be serious in answering my questions."

Ange felt really confused now. She did not realized or maybe, she did not think deeply about what Mark said that time. Mei did not seem to care about it but she looked at him curiously. 

Mark shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"Alright, you got me. You can ask now. I promise to say the truth but don't expect that I will answer everything."

Paula nodded.

"Actually, what I wanted to ask first was the true reason you saved us but I won't. I will ask first about who you really are."

"My background?"

"Yes."

"Isn't that a little private? It's not like I really mind but I will ask you the same later."

"It's fine."

"Alright. If I were to say, for the major part, I'm just a shut-in."

The three girls were surprised. Looking at their surprised faces Mark continued.

"It's been three years that I started living this way alright? I don't go out of the house too much and only go out if I needed to buy something or I have to do something important."

"You don't work?"

Ange asked.

"I do you idiot. I'm a shut in but I'm not a NEET. Well, most of the time. I'm a freelance article writer and programmer and I also have a few online side jobs. When there are projects, I have work but there are also times that I don't. The pay on the projects was good so I can get by when I don't have work."

When Mark finished, Paula sighed. She could see that Mark was not lying but this did not explain the things he was capable of.

"I can tell that you're saying the truth but that doesn't explain several things."

"What things?"

"First was your fighting capabilities, another was your disposition and looking at that crossbow you made, you were also proficient in making weapons like that and also knew how to operate those power tools correctly."

"Geez, you want to dig that deep?"

"Yes. But if you don't want to answer, its fine."

"Well, I guess, she will keep on pestering me if I don't answer.

Mark pointed at Ange who was looking at him with a face that was asking him to answer. Paula sighed at the appearance of her friend but did not stop her either.

"Alright Angeline, I'll tell so stop making that face."

Ange made a triumphant face like she won something.

"About this crossbow, I'm used to making stuff like this. One of my side jobs is making weapon props for cosplayers. I get commissions from time to time and the pay is good depending on what I make. Sometimes, I needed to make quite functional ones like guns that make sounds or shoots fake bullets. I got used to designing mechanisms and self-studied basic electronics.

As for the reason I can use power tools and heavy equipment is because I had experience in using them. When I graduated from college, finding a job that would fit for me was hard and had to jump jobs now and then. From being a driver to construction work I tried all those. I also worked in a metal workshop for a month and did some heavy stuff there, that place was where I learned to use power tools and welding machines."

"Then how about your fighting abilities?"

Paula asked but the answer did not come from Mark. It was Ange who answered.

"Paula, I think, he was self-taught. His style is unconventional and unrefined. You know that I have purple belt in karate and blue in taekwondo. I noticed him using some of the moves from both martial arts."

To what Ange said, Mark nodded.

"Angeline is right, I just taught myself using tutorials from the internet and copying moves in games I played."

"That's…"

"Unbelievable isn't it? But it's the truth. I was interested in martial arts since I was little but we're poor to afford joining training clubs. When I was in elementary, one of the games I often play with my siblings was sword fighting. We make crude wooden swords from thick Kakawate branches and trunks and just wildly attack and defend from each other. As children, we couldn't control our swings and there were times we hurt each other. I learned dodging and enduring pain the hard way."

"That's quite a dangerous game."

Mark laughed.

"I can't deny that."

Paula kept on staring at Mark during the time he was talking and sighed. Everything he said, there was no lie.

"And for my character… It was influenced by my Cluster A Personality Disorder before."

Mark said seriously.

"You said before? So is it cured now?"

Paula asked in which Mark shook his head before replying.

"For some part, I have my own method that overlaps and counters the symptoms of the Paranoid disorder but the symptoms from Schizoid and Schizotypal disorders are still here. So I call it as an incomplete Cluster A Personality Disorder now."

Hearing what Mark said, Paula was in deep thought. She muttered the name of the three personality disorders under the Cluster A and was thinking about their symptoms. Then, she looked at Mark with a face that she realized and confirmed something.

The Paranoid Personality Disorder was mainly about distrust and anxiety against other people and suspicions about what they were thinking. Paula already noticed something about Mark and this clue further reinforced her suspicion of him. Mark said that his personality disorder was still there but he had something to deal with his Paranoid Personality Disorder and that only meant one thing.

"Gege, did you go to a doctor to cure it?"

Mei who was silent since the start finally spoke. Mark looked at her and replied with a helpless tone.

"I don't have money for that. Also, if you girls ask me if I haven't done anything about this, then, I can only say that it is just easy to say but hard to do. In my experience, I found my condition by myself and in a way, accepted that I have it. If maybe someone else was the first to notice and told me, then there might be a subconscious denial and could help with rehabilitation and stuff. Unfortunately, I had no one like that."

"How about your parents? Didn't they realize what you are going through? You did not tell them?"

Ange asked. To their surprise, his mood seemed to drop after she asked.

"I did tell them at first but they paid no attention to it and thought that I was just being lazy and giving excuses. Hearing what you said, your parents must have treated you good. For me, though my parents can't be described as bad, they are more inclined to the negative side."

Ange did not know how to reply to that. 

"Gege, is this Personality disorder the reason why you were job hopping?"

Mark nodded.

"This is one of the reasons, though just the minor reason."

This time, Paula snapped out of her deep thought and looked Mark to ask a crucial question.

"I want to ask. How did you live with this condition?"

It was a light question that required a heavy answer. It was also a question to determine what kind of person he was in the whole meaning.

Mark shrugged his shoulders.

"For the small part, I lived like a normal shut-in in the past years after I became tired of changing jobs. I admit, I'm one of those people who are called Otakus and I'm also a gamer. I spend most of my time watching anime, reading novels and playing video games when I don't have any freelance work."

The three girls stared at him. They all felt that it was not all. And as they expected, Mark continued.

"For the most part though, I'm living like a person that doesn't have anywhere to belong to. I have a bad relationship with my parents and the experiences I gathered in the past pushed me to the point of detaching myself to from the society. 

I was spending my days dreaming that the world will fall into chaos, gets destroyed or at least our country fall into war. Dreaming that when those times come, I can try and find a place where I can belong to or at least, spend my life living freely until the day I die.

So, in a way, what is happening to us now is a kind of blessing and a dream that came true for me."

Mark bitterly smiled. He looked to his right and patted Mei who was already crying on her head. Mark knew that a part of what he said pulled a string in her heart.

Paula and Ange felt a bit sour at what he said. The two girls then looked at Mei, confused to why she was crying. They knew that what he said was quite heavy but it should not be enough to make her cry.

It was just a normal morning but it was unknown to many that the apocalypse already started.

The origin was not determined but the infected started to appear after a cosmic event happened just outside of the Earth’s atmosphere.

The people and animals turned into man-eating mutants and zombies while some of the lucky ones gained superhuman abilities. Every living creature that had not "turned" started to evolve as the whole world was affected by the Mutagen. 

Follow Mark, an Otaku, a Gamer and a Shut-in that got trapped in the middle of the apocalypse due to an uncanny reason. Using his unconventional thinking, knowledge and abilities, how far can he go in surviving the apocalypse filled with zombies, mutated beings and dangerous people as a survivor in an overpopulated country?

"Hello!"...Chae Soo Bin said. 

Lee Min Hong was surprised to see his cousin in law visiting his work place. 

"It's nearly 5...the office hours going to get over!"

"I'm might do OT!"

"Nah..I have to go back to work on flight whole week next week ... let's just have some talk ...I will you..."

"Who....me or Mr Kim ..."

"Hehehe..."
Chae Soo Bin did not say anything more about it. 
"Umm...I met Mrs Nam yesterday.... Ehhehe she seemed to be still quite interested in you!"

"Well...it's so years ago....she will soon get over..!"

"It's years ago..and she still seems stubborn ....she's crazy one. ..so I told her about her attraction towards Ms Park Chae Young..  !"

"What...!"

"You really do, don't you..!"

And he did not say no to it at all. 

*****************
The two cousins went to dine together for the night.  

"So how is work going!"

"The one in Seoul will be finished soon.. The building workers are fast. But Mr Kim, both father and son..are satisfied about my suggestion in Busan. And we start work there soon.!"

"It sounds good. So you can stay in here longer.!"

Chae Soo Bin continued...
"When will you tell your feelings to Ms Park Chae Young?"
"I don't even know how to start yet. She seem innocent and I.."
"...you are a sweet guy...", she finished it for him.

"So I hope you will make move on her real soon!"

************

Rose and Eunwoo stayed close together still like friends. But Eunwoo was still thinking about how to change her feelings. He could not find a way yet. And what worse is that he could feel that Min Hong guy also trying to get near to Rose too much. He could not relied this guy. 

On her freelance fashion work she was getting favoured by a lot of brands even though she had not done a television commercials yet. She had done photoshoots  and catwalks. She was enjoying her modeling work and her full time job. Sometimes,  she even have to be taking breaks from her full time jobs as she had to go shooting.

Yoon, Ms Calla's model was also jealous in Rose too. She had passed a lot to this much. Lots of contests and agents before meeting Calla. And Rose! An architecture...who now was taking limelight. She did not like the feelings at all.

"Well she's too lucky to have Joy...! Otherwise, she might not come this much"

"Maybe !"

It was all Calla said.

****************

Rose was even offered to become a full time celebraty by one agent company but she rejected it. She did not have to regret it because she did not much wanting to make big in that industry. 
A
Right now, her family was doing well. Her father could went to medical check up regularly.

Rose was offered a freelance job by Lee Min Hong to design him a private home. Rose was not so sure but Lee Min Hong told her to take time in thinking.

************
Rose again offered for a catwalk again. This time the dresses were more vintage. And it was held at a hotel.

Lee Min Hong and Eunwoo again attended the event. 
After one show on stage, Rose was thirsty that she quickly went to get something to drink. Rose received message from Joy.
" Please come up to the room!"
Ummm, she must be having something important.
 But just then she heard a familiar voice saying "Are you ok?" It was Lee Min Hong.
"I'm ok. But i have something important now, see you!"
Then, Rose quickly went upstairs.
It was so silent. 

She went into a big suite room her cousin had hired for the night. But in there she met an agent guy whom she had rejected before. 

"Ms Joy had give me one more opportunity.. Will you think about  it again!"

"No..I have no intention for it..."

The man was coming near. And Rose starting to feel very dizzy and weak but her body was becoming hot and she felt like she wanted somebody to touch her. 
She could feel the man pick her up. 
But then, within her becoming unconsciousness, she could hear another man's voice. It was familiar one. 
"Don't even think about it!"

And she could hear the two men fight. 
Rose did not know what was happening to her at all. She was just lying there. Was she on bed now!
.…...

After a while, Rose could feel someone picked her up again. He brought her into bathroom and put her into bathtub. The water showered on her. Rose got some of her senses back. The man with her now was Lee Min Hong. He was looking at her with worrying...

"Stay strong, Rose!"

Rose or Park Chae Young was heart broken. It happened, her boyfriend left her for her best friend.

Rose would not show her broken heart. she had to look after her family including her sick father, her younger brother who was still in school. 

After finishing college, Rose became an architect at Kim's Family Property Company ... where she met this Lee Min Hong, who was an important business partner of the Kims. They had to be closed together according to work and other situations. Their attraction grew. But can Rose really fall in love again? 

Rose Scented Dream is a love story. Nonetheless, it has dramas such as marriages, family, etc..

Rose is the one who dream for a beautiful family life and a romantic love.

And Lee Min Hong who had damage married life before.....

As well as other characters....

.........

"Rose..I want to tell you something. I will tell it only once because the thing I'm going to confess you might make us like more strangers than ever. However, I still want to tell. "
Rose was looking at him straight now. She thought at that moment there were only two of them in here. But what is he saying about. They were standing in front of the café. It was lucky that there not many people there at the time. 
Max took her hand and said gently... ."I love you, Rose!"..

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People seem to believe they're trapped within the typical 9-to-5 career track, but in fact, there are a lot of options. In the US, we're rarely exposed to the options we have outside of our nation's borders (minus the military). You just have to be willing to take some risks and work a bit harder.


An incomplete list of options to get your ass abroad and exploring the world:

Join a volunteer organization. If you don't mind getting your hands dirty and putting yourself in some extreme environments, then volunteer organizations, both NGO's and otherwise (i.e., Peace Corps) are always looking for help. You'll most often be sent to developing countries, but some developing countries are surprisingly pleasant to live in (Thailand, Colombia, Philippines, Peru, etc.). Once you're on the other continent, bouncing around from country to country is rarely more than a $50 bus/train/plane ticket away.

Teach English. The pay is low and the work is hard, but this will get you a paid trip to another continent and often with really good vacation time. Asia and Latin America are the go-to continents for this with no experience or foreign language required. If you teach in Europe, you're going to have to know the destination language at the least. A friend of mine taught English in South Korea for six months, took the money she made and went to India for three months, then taught in the Philippines for another six months and then bounced around Southeast Asia for a while after that. Not a bad experience.

Find a source of mobile income. Poker. Stock/options trading. Freelancing. Consulting. Internet marketing. Blogging. Graphic/Web design. Writer/journalist. These are all professions I've run into on the road. These are all forms of income that can be earned regardless of location (and I'm sure I'm forgetting a few). Some of them have a steep and long learning curve, but there's never a better time to start than now.

Start an online business. This is a massive topic which other people can cover much better than I ever could, but internet startups can often be created and managed from anywhere. In fact, there are a number of startup "incubators" around the world where internet entrepreneurs congregate in places with high quality of life and very low expenses (Chiang Mai in Thailand, Bali in Indonesia, Medellin in Colombia, etc.).

Convince your company to let you work remotely. Not an option for everybody, but if you're a programmer, developer or designer, then this could be an option for you.

Get transferred overseas. Another option if you work for a large international corporation such as Procter and Gamble or Yahoo! is to get transferred to various locations around the world. You can often gain a lot of vacation time by working in other countries as well which will allow you to explore.

Find odd jobs as you travel. This is easy in some countries and impossibly hard in others. But finding jobs in hostels, bars, and restaurants in cities you travel to can be done to support yourself wherever you go. A number of people do this. It takes time and effort and obviously is quite stressful, but it can be done.

Work on a cruise or for an airline. Seriously. These people have amazing flexibility with their time at sea and where they get to go. I met a woman who worked on a cruise in Costa Rica and she had been to over 75 countries, living in a dozen for more than six months. She was in her early 30's. The same concept applies to working for an airline but to a lesser extent (and far more jet lag)

Start your entire career abroad. In a number of developing parts of the world, particularly Asia, there's an extremely high demand for university-educated Westerners for high-paying management positions. Countries like China, Brazil, Malaysia, and Singapore, are importing a lot of western talent. Not only can a recent college graduate skip multiple rungs on the corporate ladder by moving to one of these countries, but they can see a major quality of life increase at a lower cost-of-living. Let's just say that making $60,000 a year in Shanghai goes a LOT further than making $80,000 per year in New York City.

You can combine a number of these strategies. Sometimes you can just take off with your savings and begin to figure it out as you go. Someone can leave with their life savings, start a blog on the way, do some freelance consultant work online, work some odd jobs here and there, and by the time their savings run out, they have a modest location-independent income. But as always, Google is your friend. There's no shortage of websites and resources on NGO's, internet startups, marketing, expatriation, backpacking, vagabonding, etc.

Random Stuff . . . . This is not my cover! . . . . This was made for fun, not for profit.

Bang! Pain and dizziness!

Numerous questions swirled in his brain, familiar and strange faces swept past one by one in his mind and inexplicable memories constantly tumbled through his head but he couldn't quite catch them; they were like glimmers of light.

Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes but was hit with the feeling of vertigo and he instinctively closed his eyes and settled in, letting the dizzy spell gradually pass before he opened his eyes again.

Where am I?

With this thought, one by one, the scattered memories in his head joined together like puzzle pieces. He suddenly remembered everything, well perhaps remembered wasn't the best word, as the memories already existed in his head.

He sat up subconsciously, his mind still a mess as he walked to the bathroom.

From Jiang Cheng to Jiang Cheng. 

The boy standing in the bathroom looking back at him in the mirror, looked both strange and familiar to him at the same time. 

His memories and logic told him that he should be dead but he wasn't.

Instead it felt like he had just dreamt and woken up as the boy in the mirror. Two very different memories intertwined in his mind confusing him.

Who was he?

Splash!

The cold water made Jiang Cheng's mind a lot clearer. The pointer of the bedside alarm clock clearly told him that it was 2001 and he was in Shanghai, China.

Was he dreaming or had he really returned back to the past in a new body. Common sense told him that the latter was impossible but...

"No! I am Jiang Cheng, my past life was real."

"I don't know how I was reincarnated but I am Jiang Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng chanted as he walked back and forth across the room.
 
In his past life, he had lived a life of regret. He didn't expect God to make such a joke out of him but now he was reborn maybe this was his recompense, another chance.

A chance to live the life he wanted, a chance to reach heights he couldn't in his past life. 

The owner of the body occupied by Jiang Cheng was also called Jiang Cheng. After fusing their memories, Jiang Cheng finally understood his situation. 

Jiang Cheng was born into a wealthy Chinese family. His father, Jiang Dejun, was the editor-in-chief of a publishing house. His mother, Gao Linlan was a reporter from Taiwan. His mother had come to the mainland to travel when she met his father and charmed by his talent and charisma, the two soon fell in love and married despite obstructions from his family. 

Even Jiang Cheng was remarkable. He had been a good student with both academic and social merits since childhood. He obtained top grades and had just graduated high school.

Probably because every child dreamt of becoming a star, Jiang Cheng, who had always been a good kid, went against the expectations of his school, teachers and relatives and made his own decision to apply for Shanghai Drama Academy and with his grades and charisma he was soon accepted into the Acting department. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng's parents were very open-minded, and allowed him to do as he wished.

Shanghai Drama Academy, was one of the best art schools in China, it had trained a large number of film and television talents for the domestic entertainment industry. Entering such a university meant that he would inevitably come into contact with many future big figures in the domestic entertainment industry.

Such a lucky occurrence helped reduce the confused look in Jiang Cheng's eyes, his attachment to his previous life gradually faded. 

With a kind of unprecedented firmness. He said to himself in the bathroom mirror: "From today onwards, I am Jiang Cheng!"

It was currently late June and with high school over Jiang Cheng had a long summer holiday ahead of him. 

Jiang Cheng's parents didn't seem to spot any anomalies in their son's behavior. Perhaps because of the fusion of memories, Jiang Cheng didn't display any strangeness before his parents. 

Instead, he just received the usual motherly nagging. Seeing such a caring side from someone was such a harsh contrast to the indifferent affection of his previous life.

Since Jiang Cheng was admitted into Shanghai Drama Academy, his parents decided this holiday period was a rare opportunity to visit Hainan as a family. But he rejected the proposal, he gave a bunch of reasons and finally persuaded his parents to let him stay at home.

After waving goodbye to his parents at the airport, Jiang Cheng headed back into his study. His idea was simple. He could recite the scripts for nearly every major film or TV series in China and the United States for years to come, so all he had to do was write those scripts before their original authors and absorb the wealth for himself in order to grow his empire.

He first set his target on the Taiwan idol drama "Autumn's Concerto." The reason for choosing the teen idol drama was because he had to consider his current age. After all, he was now just a 17-year-old who just graduated from high school. If he wrote something with profound meaning it would just attract doubt and suspicion.

Moreover, Autumn's Concerto was the second-highest rated Taiwanese idol drama, second only to Fated to Love You.

What was even more commendable was that the TV series, though it followed the traditional route of past idol dramas where men and women were constantly in a loop of love and heartbreak, it felt realistic and plausible not just another plot contrivance to create drama.  
 
From the beginning introduction of Liang Mu Cheng's tragic life, the story was carefully constructed.

From the perspective of a simple, kind and strong girl, the show delivered a touching story.

Perhaps it was because the director was also a woman but she was able to delicately grasp the perfect lens for the show and put each perspective into full play. The screenwriting was also excellent, the plot intriguing, the details were also subtle enough and though the overall concept was cliché, the show turned out to be heart-wrenching and touching at the same time.

Whenever the familiar sad melody sounded: "I love him zealously and madly My dreams have been cruelly shattered yet I cannot forget..." It moved the audience's hearts like a drizzle of rain.

It was the perfect series for a debuting screenwriter to make a name for himself.

Because the Jiang family was rich, despite computers still being considered expensive, they owned one at home and because of his parents job it was equipped with a printer. Such conditions made Jiang Cheng cry out in joy.

Switching on the computer skillfully and seeing the long-lost Windows XP system, Jiang Cheng smiled.

Opening up Microsoft Word 2001, his smile became even wider though the current program was kind of lacking, it was sufficient. 

Jiang Cheng's ten fingers quickly danced across the keyboard. As an excellent screenwriter in his previous life, speed typing was a vital skill. His record in his previous life was 110 words per minute, which could be regarded as first-class. 

It took five days for Jiang Cheng to complete the creation of "Autumn's Concerto", and then he sent the script for the first eight episodes of the TV series to Shanghai Tangren Film & Television.

Just like in America there was a bad phenomenon in the Chinese entertainment industry, where most film and television resources were monopolized by several large firms. Everyone had to do things according to their rules, otherwise they would be blocked and crushed. 

But in such a situation, Shanghai Tangren Film & Television could still develop rapidly and stably, a lot of which boiled down to its president, Cai Yinong, who was a very smart man.

Shanghai Tangren didn't take the path of independent production but instead it played a huge role in outsourcing and providing freelance jobs. 
 
They provided the scripts, funds, film and television bases and contacted excellent actors from mainland China, Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan, Singapore and other places. By taking the road of joint production and dividing profits, it meant they were able to resist the major firms.

No one was willing to offend so many people at the same time. The companies they outsourced to supported them and the agencies behind the actors became natural allies for Shanghai Tangren.

Although relatively less profitable, such development made them extremely stable. Because Shanghai Tangren themselves started late and had a weak foundation, they had to resort to this method to gradually grow.

Appreciative of the company, Jiang Cheng chose to send them the script. Of course, there were other reasons as well but the main one was that he wanted to build a relationship with them. 

After sending the script, Jiang Cheng didn't relax, but intended to write another manuscript.

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

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

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

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

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After the intense running (Marraton) the four of them fell that they use all there stamina in running and preventing each other so they just sit in a round table to relax.

Mr.Doodle who just faint awake and he learns that this people is the highest rank in the marine so he serve them tea.

Garp can't help but to ask "Is your injured already heal kid?"

Xin smile and said "Yes Grandpa Garp i'm already fine"

Garp fell relief "Good but don't use your full ability again it will cost you more and maybe death"

Xin nod "Yes"

Aokiji and Kizaru heard Garp said and they know that this kid is the one he sparr last time, they can't help but to amaze to this kid he was small but he already has a power rival to an Admiral they want to know how he do that but its not good to ask something sensitive.

Xin blink his eye and look at them and said"Why did you guys come here?"

Sengoku "caught"

Aokiji and Kizaru turn their heads on the other side

It was so embarrassing to tell that the cause of the commotion is to just a taste his cooking

But Garp is different he was shameless true his bone

"Bwahahaha we are here to ask you to cook for us another bach of dessert that you just made"

Xin stare them then he slowly nod "Ok i will get ingredient"

He ran in the storage room and collect a necessary ingredient 

When he was about to pick some egg he heard Garp loud voice "hey kid can you make a bigger version of it?"

Xin answer "Sure" then he picked lots of eeg,bucket of milk,a whole roll of cheese and a dozen of lemon and a bag of sugar.

He placed it in the kitchen table then he find a bigger container to mix it separately.

Then he mixes 200 pieces of egg,8 bucket of fresh milk,4 bucket of sweetened milk,half a bag of sugar in a huge container.

He mixes it for about ten minutes then add some lemon zest and place accident.

After that he goes in the storage room again to get huge metal bucket for steaming process, he found a three fit tall metal bucket.

Then he placed the remaining sugar in to it then he melt it with fire,after the sugar caramelize he transfer the milk mixture to the metal bucket and he cover it with aluminum foil.

He placed it in the steamer to cook for about a half hour or until its inside is already cooked.

…..

After he was done he let the freach cook custard pudding to cool down and then he cerve it in huge plater.

Xin pick it and place it in the middle of the table.

Garp and others can see a 3 feet tall giggling custard pudding with lots of sugar syrup on top.

Even Mr.Doodle cant help to gulp in what he sees.

Sengoku said "I think my blood sugar will going to high after this"

Garp laugh and said "Bwahahahaha this is what you call mountain pudding .. I can't wait to try it"

Kizaru can't wait and pick a plate and start to eat

When others see him eating they get their own plate and serve their self.

...

After they eat Kizaru And Aokiji left content

Sengoku and Garp wait for them to leave so that they can discuss what they need to do with this kid.

Xin feels that they have important to say so he waited for them to speak.

After a while Sengoku said to him

"Xin kid i will be honest tell you that your grandma Tsuru don't want you to enter in marine and get a high rank from it"

Xin stare Crane Admiral and he sees him nod

Sengoku continue "But he still want you to be part of marine even if you don't get a proper rank .. so tell me, do you have any idea that can help us solve this problem .. because even me dont know what department should i place you after you finish your training here"

Xin thought first then said "Fleet Admiral Sengoku ...

Before he finished speaking he stop by sengoku

"You don't need to be formal in front of me just call me grandpa like you call oldman Garp"

Xin nod"Ok  ….. Then Grandpa Sengoku why don't we just make an Adventure department?"

Sengoku and Garp bot said "Adventure Department?"

Sengoku said "Can you elaborate what is the use of that department?"

Xin know the use of that department based on what he read in manga

"This is a department, and we use the term loosely, that enrolls adventurers and gives them access to jobs. Jobs generally range from "find my cat" to "destroy some organisation", and are posted by random locals who can't, apparently, do anything for themselves. It's very likely that jobs will be ranked by difficulty, with precise but vague credentials required for more dangerous jobs.

"Jobs generally are posted on a bulletin board (which may be an encrypted dataserver or a cork slab, depending on the setting), where certified adventurers sign up for them. "Certified Adventurers" is basically a euphemism for "freelance mercenaries" or, in more cynical terms, "bounty hunters".

"We can make this so that people who cant to hire a worker and people who want to be hired can easily access in job they need to be done or hire job that they want,and of course this freelancer is bound by the law of marine by developing this kind of organization we can prevent more people to become pirates"

Garp nod his head "Yes people become pirates because of the poverty .. if we they can get an easy job and earn money for their family then they will not going to commit crime"

Sengoku nod "And by using the adventure system we can have their information so even they commit crime we can easily catch them"

Vice Admiral Crane "So Xin you want to become the head of that department?"

Xin shake his head and said "No i dont want such tedious work i want to become a high rank adventurer"

Suddenly Garp laugh "Bwahahaha i remember that my grandson Luffy wants to become a pirate to find Roger treasure One Piece, I can let him become adventurer so that i can prevent him to become pirate someday!

Sengoku face becomes red and he points his finger to him "Garp teach your Grandson properly so that he doesn't become a pirate …. Maybe you can bring him here so that we can train them with Xin"

Vice Admiral Crane nod

The quest to find hope, dream and true love


Accompany Xin to find an answer to his question and find the path to become a god



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