Ves resumed his work on his design after taking a break. The board meeting led to modest changes but gave everyone a lot of food for thought. One thing that struck him was that everyone pushed for mass production. They didn't believe the LMC could deliver the necessary quality to grow into the high end market.

"They're right, in a way."

He'd have to become a Journeyman Mech Designer to break into the top and most lucrative end of the market. That was still a long way off despite the help of the System.

"My various Skills have reached Journeyman-level, but I'm barely scratching the surface. I'm still short on depth and experience."

Ves vaguely estimated he would have to design at least five or six original models to gain the minimum amount of experience to advance. They also had to be distinctly different mech, so Ves couldn't get away with designing six identical knight mechs.

"Let's get back to work."

Ves thought about the implications of forming the structure of his artificial musculature from scratch.

"The more experienced mech designers can do this by heart. I haven't reached that level yet, even with the theories I've learned."

In such cases, it would be a shame to consult a reference book and adapt a expertly designed template that had been derived from examples of nature. For example, knight templates often took their inspiration from studying the bodies of athletes and soldiers.

Ves chose to be fairly extravagant by borrowing a high quality reference book from the Clifford Society's Moon Library.

It took a couple of says for the fast courier to deliver the secure materials required to read the book. For a price of ten merits, the Society went out of its way to make sure that Ves didn't propagate its contents.

He didn't spend his time in vain during the wait. He re-read the textbooks on Battle Mechatronics and looked back on his old designs to study the way their musculature worked.

Mechs generally adopted simplified structures compared to a human made out of blood and flesh. In particular, they didn't require so much fine control for their toes, neck and head. Knight mechs also sacrificed a lot of finesse in their arms in favor of brute strength.

"Still, a strong pair of legs forms the basis of a sturdy knight."

Knights relied on the strength of their legs to build up momentum and withstand shocks. They also depended on their legs for balance.

The reference book he borrowed happened to contain a couple of templates for all the different archetypes. After a lot of browsing, Ves chose to go with the lightest knight template.

"It's the most responsive and agile out of all the medium knight templates. It's the only choice that conforms with my vision."

The black phoenix would never sit still like a rock for long. It wished to endure attacks only up to the extent for it to close in on its opponent and take it out.

A lighter musculature that facilitated movement over force enabled this choice of battle. Unfortunately, Ves also had to accept a substantial reduction in arm strength.

"My knight will never match the strength of a purely offensive type like a swordsman mech."

He accepted the compromise, since his mech's substantial defense made up for its lacking offensive prowess. It aimed to outlast its opponents by surviving to the end rather than killing them off first.

Ves made a couple of tweaks to the standard template.

He increased the range of motion of the shield arm to facilitate bashing with the flat or sharp end of the phoenix-emblazoned shield.

He also strengthened the back and abdominal muscles to insure they wouldn't overstain if his mech dug into hardy ground.

His inexperience with designing a musculature led to long nights of continuous work. The black phoenix remained demanding throughout the process, sometimes even forcing Ves to throw away hours worth of development.

The delays resulted in further refinements that provided greater strength without taking up too much space, which was getting very cramped by now.

He sat back in his seat with a satisfied smile after the latest round of modelling pronounced his work to be without any major flaws.

"This is the best I can achieve at the moment."

It helped that he licensed a fairly premium artificial musculature system from the Society. If he licensed a generic one, he would have been forced to bulk up his frame.

Still, the various compromises he made so far made it clear it didn't excel as a damage sponge. "It's leaning a bit too heavily on the offensive side."

Ves intended to use the armor cladding process as a way to correct this imbalance.

Much like the artificial musculature, the application of the armor system also came with a lot of complexity. Many mech designers either used a reference book or modelled the most optimal layout with sophisticated processors.

This time, Ves declined to borrow another reference book. His experience and his Optimization Sub-Skills should be sufficient for him to design an adequate armor layout.

The Veltrex armor system consisted of a minimum of three layers.

The upper layer consisted of various composites that worked best against directed energy weapons.

The middle layer consisted of heavier alloys that specialized in stopping kinetic weapons.

The lower layer mainly dispersed heat and force that went through the other layers. It also worked great in mitigating explosive damage.

The weakness of this armor system became apparent. If an enemy force stripped the upper layer with a ballistic weapon, it could easily penetrate past the middle and lower layers. While their sheer thickness could still mitigate a certain amount of energy damage, it was obviously not ideal.

"I doubt my models will become prolific enough for enemies to know about this weakness."

Despite this wrinkle, the Veltrex armor system could withstand a surprising level of abuse for its thickness.

Some armor systems could be trimmed or thickened by adjusting the amount of layers.

The Veltrex system worked a little differently by adhering to the same three layers, only this time he could adjust the thickness of each of the layers.

Ves spent a lot of time with the fine-tuning of the armor layout. He adopted a fairly standard medium knight layout but trimmed some fat wherever he could get away with it. However, he didn't go too far, as a knight still had to withstand a lot of blows.

"Even if the internals are easier to repair, it's still not a good idea to make it easy to get past the armor."

He took his time in this phase, dragging it out over four weeks as he meticulously verified his design choices with advanced mathematical modelling. From chilly ice planets to desolate asteroids, Ves simulated every possible hostile environment he could come up with. His model performed surprisingly poorly in vacuum and hot environments.

"My mech doesn't generate as much heat as a laser rifleman, so I didn't put too many heatsinks in its design."

This limited its heat processing capacity. The only way his phoenix could shunt its heat was through shunting it from its feet or dissipating it through infrared radiation.

"Isn't it ironic for a phoenix knight to be prone to overheating?"

Ves decided to keep the current amount of heatsinks. Adding any more meant decreasing his mech's performance to an unacceptable level in his eyes. He took the Republic's geography into account as well.

"The Bright Republic doesn't have that many hot planets anyway, and spaceborn mechs are far more suitable to deploy in vacuum environments."

After making sure the armor held up in every other environment, Ves surrendered himself to his artistic fancies. He meticulously carved the upper layer of the armor with phoenix-themed reliefs.

He shaped the generic humanoid face into a phoenix's head. He carved up the shoulder pauldrons into a feather-like appearance. He added minor decorative lines throughout the torso to reinforce its association with blackfire and phoenixes.

The only downside to this 'extra' addition was that the carvings affected the structural integrity of the armor system. Ves had to bulk up many of the sections due to the weaknesses he inadvertedly introduced.

"It's worth it, though. My design looks good, really good."

He already applied a coating of black and gold to his mech. The change in color amplified the connection between the design and the image in his mind. The black phoenix strongly approved of the phoenix knight's impressive appearance. It definitely possessed a strong level of gravitas that he only found in his recent Marcus Aurelius limited edition model.

What particularly stood out from its appearance was its underlying menace. The black coating gave his design a sinister association that Ves didn't see very often in knights.

The Marc Antony Mark II radiated aggression as well, but it always had a noble and flamboyant touch to it. The phoenix knight decried the brave charge, choosing instead to triumph over its opponent through a mix of guile and speed

"This doesn't fit with the knight ethos. Even offensive knights don't go this far."

Fortunately, Ves still had to design its shield and armor. He compensated for the menace by adding a slightly wider shield. He spent over three days perfecting the phoenix wing design on its surface. The asymmetrical look caused by the exaggerated curling wing gave it a distinctly exotic moon-like appearance.

As for the sword, Ves went ahead with designing it as planned. The winged guards and the phoenix body hilt gave the sword a fine touch, but besides that he didn't stray from standard doctrine. Together with the use of generic sword alloys, it was clear the sword would never be able to outshine the shield, which Ves had cladded it entirely with premium Veltrex armor layers.

His mech came into shape after more than three months of design work. The seasons changed and the tension between the Republic and the Kingdom neared the boiling point. Despite the passing of time, Ves hardly noticed any of it as he became subsumed in perfecting his design.

He spent the final weeks in subjecting his tentatively functional design through a barrage of tests. Quite often, the simulations revealed a host of flaws in the interaction between the armor and the internals underneath. These flaws hadn't showed up when Ves tested those systems in isolation. Only when he put together every piece in a single package did the flaws come to light.

"This is still rather sloppy for me. It's taken longer to eliminate all these flaws than I thought.

Nevertheless, Ves successfully completed his first iteration of what he temporarily called the Blackbeak.

"Blackwing sounds better, but it's too bad my mech isn't capable of flight."

Perhaps he'd adopt the name for an aerial variant of his design. The base model possessed sufficient space in the back to accomodate a flight system, though he would also have to overhaul the internals to increase its heat-handling capacity.

"That's a problem for later."

Now that he finished a solid design with concrete specs, Ves thought about the next step in his design process.

"I'm going to have to fabricate a prototype and subject it to an extensive amount of gruelling tests."

This went doubly so for knights that specialized in long-term durability. Ves couldn't trust his mathematical models to reflect the actual truth. His design might still hide a small number of critical flaws.

"The thing about models is that they reflect a distorted version of reality. No single model exists so far that can simulate our reality with perfect fidelity."

Even the System's impressive models admitted defeat in this area. For an existence capable of materialization and time travel to express its inferiority in this area, Ves didn't delude himself that he could trust his models blindly.

"First, let's see what the others have to say. They must be brimming with anticipation with what I've been cooking up all these months."

He exited his office, only to encounter a worrying development.

"What's happening?" Ves asked.

"You should check the mech portals." Carlos replied as he passed him a data pad. "One of your competitors is one step ahead of you."

Ves glanced at the news article and found to his surprise that another Apprentice Mech Designer debuted an offensive knight design as his first original mech. Could this be a coincidence?

Then he recognized the designer.

"I know this guy."

Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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Bai Qiao's wish was surprisingly unusual, but it wasn't unachievable. After the exorcism convention, Boss Jin received a massive sum of prize money. He was extraordinarily good to his wild daughter, even though in Bai Qiao's eyes, Boss Jin this daddy was nothing but a means for her own enjoyment… 
After the negotiation, Bai Qiao signed a new agreement with Wang Ling: as long as he could fulfill her wish to develop a game, she would be willing to return with him.
But now there was another problem.
Everyone here was good at playing games, but not at making them… Games didn't just require a high level of creativity – the level of scrutiny had progressively increased in recent years, and many new games weren't even able to obtain license approvals from the relevant body, all of them ultimately rotting away in the hands of the game companies.
In exchange for these huge investment costs, the games couldn't even be released – for the time being, game companies big and small on the market were caught in a dilemma.
So, the question was what kind of game they should make. Large game companies like Horseguin and NetHard[1] dominated the top rankings with games like MOBA and PUBG. If they developed a similar type of game, it would be very hard to steal a piece of this pie.
But before even getting that far, no matter how exquisitely made a game was, small game companies couldn't compare with established companies in terms of server operations and maintenance – as soon as a huge number of users flooded the server, it would most likely crash.
But Bai Qiao already had her own ideas about the game design. If a new game wanted to gain a foothold in the game market monopoly, creativity would be a key factor.
It was August 29th, the sixteenth day of the summer vacation. Wang Ling's room had never been this lively with so many people. Wang Ming, who had been pushed around for a long time in the lab by Zhai Yin, had also come… however, it wasn't Wang Ming himself who came, but the mecha armor he was controlling remotely, Wang Ling Two.
After the trip to Beast King's Remains the last time, the latest Wang Ling Two had been upgraded and modified using Wang Ling One as the base. Not only could it be used in battle via long-range control, it could also be recalled at a click to combine with the original body. Most crucially, Wang Ling Two already had basic artificial intelligence and thus had its own consciousness.
That was to say, Wang Ling Two's current capability was already very close to that of the advanced clone "Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch" which Wang Ling had created by using the Great Separation Spell. Wang Ling Two's memories would also synchronize with Wang Ming's brain. The only difference was that Wang Ling Two wasn't as strong as Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch.
In the room, Dog Two, Jingke, Little Silver, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Wang Ling Two surrounded Bai Qiao in a circle.
"Tell us your ideas for the design first; you can leave the rest to me after that." When Wang Ling Two this artificial human replica spoke, it was with Wang Ming's distinct voice.
"I want to design a cultivation simulation sandbox game with a high degree of freedom!" Bai Qiao's face brightened when the subject of games was brought up, and her eyes seemed to shine with light. "I'm going to call it 'Cultivation Emulator.' Characters, spells, cultivation arts, magic artifacts… including the world itself, everyone can set the parameters themselves. Players don't operate characters, but an entire world – they have to consider the power balance between forces and maintain order in the world. To ensure that the world you create can develop in a sustainable way – this is the key to this game!"
"So the main point of the game is to run a whole world? Will in-game purchases be possible?" Little Silver asked. As another fan of games, he had played some of the top-ranking games in the months that he had been living at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's place, and whatever he could spend on, he would! The one he hated the most was "Dungeon & Devils." He was rendered speechless by the game's weapon upgrade system – he had even thrown in his food delivery money, but still couldn't upgrade his weapons no matter what.
Later, after Little Silver watched some online videos, he found out that those who had successfully upgraded their weapons had been kowtowing on the side as it happened – they used their foreheads to click the mouse to demonstrate their sincerity… 
"There won't be any in-game purchases; it's an absolutely fair game. In order to make money, however, we can instead design trendy fashion to sell."
"Will wearing trendy clothes add to your attributes? Like an extra 10 ATK?" Little Silver raised his hand and asked.
"No."
Bai Qiao resolutely shook her head.
"What about the power struggle?"
"That will automatically take place depending on the design parameters and the basic characters. For example, you can pre-set how many major forces your world will have, the distribution of power, and so on. However, the composition and size of the force will depend on character parameters. As for each character's talents, attributes, personality and so on… the player can freely design all these at the beginning.
"Based on their attributes and personalities, these characters will develop freely in the world and finally form their own forces according to the pre-installed script. Players won't have any control over this, which is why the characters' personalities have to be defined right from the start."
"Can we set up a world without any villains?" Dog Two asked.
"You can! In this free cultivation world, the player is god. Of course it's fine if you want to create a perfect world without any evil. However, whether a world like that can continue to run is another matter. You've heard the story of the catfish and sardines, right? A civilization grows in strife. If there is no pursuit of or desire to change, the world itself will not progress," Bai Qiao said.
Wang Ling Two nodded. "I have a rough idea of what you want now. However, we still need a sandbox game template and some basic programming parameters. I need some real data as reference."
Right after Wang Ming said that, Book of Sage Immortal suddenly spoke up before Wang Ling could say a word. "I calculate that there's a 98% chance that my lord will have me search for a suitable world and imitate its parameters."
Wang Ling: "…"
"Can a super outdated tablet like you do that?" Bai Qiao's eyes sparkled.
"Yes, Miss Bai Qiao! It's very easy!" Book of Sage Immortal replied.
Book of Sage Immortal then projected an image of a blue and brown planet. "These are the parameters for Earth in the tenth universe from six hundred million years ago. Miss Bai Qiao can create the characters now; I'll combine them with this tenth universe, and extrapolating from that, simulate the future development of the world.
"Not just Miss Bai Qiao, but everyone here can also try creating your own characters. Let's see what sort of impact they'll have on the world in the future…"
Saying this, Book of Sage Immortal turned to look at Wang Ling. "My lord, would you like to create the first character?"
Book of Sage Immortal was well aware that in the end, its master was Wang Ling. Giving Wang Ling first priority in creating a character was giving him face, and there was a 78% chance that its lord wouldn't smash it to bits… 
[1] A riff on Tencent's penguin mascot and Chinese game company NetEase.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

The next day, Gun-Ho went to his GH Development office in Gangnam. Manager Kang was dozing off in his chair, and Ms. Ji-Young Jeong was playing with his smartphone chatting with her friends. They used to work hard when Gun-Ho—the president of the company was in the office with them.
 
"Hi. How have you all been?"
"Oh, sir."
The two employees were frightened and stood up quickly from their seats when they saw Gun-Ho entering the office. Ji-Young became fussy and brought green tea for Gun-Ho while Manager Kang took out papers he had to get Gun-Ho's review and approval. Gun-Ho laughed.
"Easy, people. You can sometimes doze off in the office if you are so tired. I understand."
The OneRoomTel business was doing well. It seemed that Manager Kang had been doing a good job managing them. Ji-Young gave a report to Gun-Ho on the current financial status of the company and showed him the ledger.
"Hmm. I see the office get-together expense has reduced. Why don't you go out more often and have dinner together even though I am not here?"
"Thank… thank you, sir."
"I saw the design office next door on the way here. Their office lights are off. Did they move to somewhere else?"
"They closed the office temporarily. Their business was suffering before they closed the office. They are several months behind their rent."
"Why don't they vacate the office then? It seems all their furniture and stuff are still in the office."
"I think they placed the office on the market, but no one has shown any interest yet."
"Manager Kang, what do you think about it? Even though they don't use the office, since they haven't completely vacated the office yet, the landlord will ask them to pay the rent, right?"
"That's right, sir. If they want to move out before the contract expires, they will have to pay the rent. If they don't pay the rent, the owner will deduct the amount from their security deposit."
"That means there would be not much left for them to take when they move out, from their security deposit."
"Right. It only takes a few months to go broke."
"That shouldn't be true, Manager Kang."
Ji-Young seemed to be upset because she was close with the workers in that design office.
 
"That's how it works, Ms. Ji-Young Jeong. The owner will ask them to pay the rent even though they don't really use the office because otherwise, the owner will have to bear the cost for the office. Moreover, if the owner purchased the office with a loan, then he will have to pay the loan interest without making any money from the office."
"So they haven't found any new tenant yet, huh?"
"Right. Even though they put the office on the market, if they can't find any new tenant who would take over their rent, they will have to pay for it. That's sad."
"When we move into our office, I think there were seven workers in their office."
"There are only three of them left. The office manager quit, and the lady worker who helped us to make our company logo is staying home these days because there is no work for her."
"Did you say they do a design work for a publishing company?"
"They do publishing work and also various design works, too. She is really good at what she does."
"Hmm."
Gun-Ho rubbed his chin.
 
Gun-Ho headed to Asan City. He was away from his company in Asan for about four days. He was away for a business trip to Japan and for visiting his office in Seoul.
He called for a meeting in the morning.
"Any news while I was away?"
"Nothing special, sir. The S Group notified us that they will visit our factory next Tuesday to verify our production capacity."
"We will have to present our factory very well to them. Please be prepared for it. This is really important for our company."
"Yes, sir. We already checked the extruding machines and prepared half a ton of the Dyeon's raw materials."
"The raw materials seem to have arrived early. I thought it would take longer since they are coming from the U.S."
"It doesn't take a long time these days. We just make an order through a phone call, and the customs office quickly does their job."
"Really? Haha. Did you get a product recipe from Mr. Sakata Ikuzo?"
"We have received the mould, but he hasn't handed the recipe to us yet. He said he would give it to us once he gets paid for his incentive."
"Of course, he wants his money."
 
Once the managers and directors left Gun-Ho's office, Gun-Ho saw a mail at his desk.
It was the book that Jien Wang sent to him—Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century."
"Well, even though I studied in China, this should still be difficult for me to read. I will need a dictionary and time to translate."
Gun-Ho asked for Jae-Sik Moon.
 
"Me? Did you ask for me?"
"Yes, I did. Why don't you have a seat there? Let's have some tea."
"Someone could see us together, which is not good. They would say that a security guard presumptuously is having tea with the president. People are already talking about me behind my back."
"What do they say?"
"They said the company provides a place to stay to a security guard."
"Oh, hmm. You don't have to worry about it."
"How can I not be concerned? They will eventually talk bad about you behind your back."
"Hmm. You think so?"
Gun-Ho felt a headache. What Jae-Sik was concerned about made sense to him. The president was supposed to be fair to all his employees.
"By the way, how much do you think it would cost to publish this kind of book in Korea?"
"Let me see, oh, this is a Chinese book, a book published by Zhejiang University Publisher. Hmm. The author graduated from Yale University. Oh, he used to be a college professor in the U.S."
"He is a friend of mine."
"Your friend?"
"Yeah. We became friends when I was in China. He is the same age as us."
"Really? He must be a good friend."
 
Jae-Sik scanned through the book.
"Assuming we publish this book, 2,000 of them will cost about 12 million won."
"It does cost a lot. What if we publish 1,000 of them?"
"It doesn't really matter how many you publish. It will make a difference only in the printing cost."
"Then what sort of costs are we talking about?"
"I think I talked to you about this before. The cost before the printing-out will be about 3,000 dollars. It's 3 million won. The translation cost will be another 3 million won. This book is 300 pages. Even though we assume the translation cost is 10,000 won per page, the translation costs about 3 million won. The remaining 6 million won is for design, proofreading, editing, printing, etc."
"Hmm."
"Publishing business is all about money as well. The person with more money would win. The more they publish, the higher chance they will have to get a best-selling book."
Gun-Ho was thinking for a moment, and then he suggested to Jae-Sik,
"Would you like to try to run a publishing company in Seoul? Then you don't have to worry about all those people here who are talking about you behind your back."
"A publishing company? I am not capable of running a business like that. In order to run a publishing company, you have to have some sense in selecting books, and you need to be good at sales. I can handle the publishing work itself though. I know I can do very well in that work."
"Hmm. Really?"
"I read the news yesterday online. The lady president of the famous publishing company—KimBooks—left the company. She is very famous in the field. She is known as the hand of Midas in the publishing industry. If you could find someone like her, that would be great."
"Why would a person like her leave the company then?"
"She seemed to not get along with the owner."
"Hey, can you find out her phone number for me?"
"Are you seriously considering having a publishing company? Running this factory should make you busy enough. A publishing work is very different from running a company. You don't make much money. You can't think it could be very similar to this factory business."
"Find out her phone number. Let's see how things turn out."
Jae-Sik looked at Gun-Ho in a suspicious way before he left Gun-Ho's office.

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

The number of ways you can live in one lifetime is limitless, so why limit yourself? The sky is not the limit. Beyond the Universe is. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise and don't let anyone bring you down. Simply let go and let's be awesome together. Welcome to 2020, let's live it with a BANG (QUOTE OF THE DAY).

Ru Lan was not riding her bike today, she drove a dark blue shiny Aston martin and the speed at which she drove through the streets was mind bogglingly awesome. She was dressed in her normal jeans and top but today's dressing made her look like the perfect definition of a mega superstar. She was wearing a sky blue slightly baggy jeans which was folded at the edges, she wore a white vintage long sleeved shirt which she tucked in at the front,  a sparkling white limited edition Nike sneakers, she tied her reddish blonde hair in a messy bun, then she completed her looks by donning a round silvery dark shades and a white teddy bear shape backpack. She was not the handbag kind of girl. Though she loved heels, but she still preferred sneakers to them. She totally looked like a steal. She was beautiful and she owned it, her motto in life was looking good, equals feeling good.

She stopped her car in the parking lot of a tall building located in the business centre of city E, she looked up at the 23 storey building and gave a sigh. To her, it was a sigh of accomplishment. Been a doctor was her father's dream and she fulfilled it. Been the CEO of L&B INVESTMENT HOLDINGS is something she just felt like doing because she felt that she could, but life here at DBK is who she really was and been a fashion designer has been her dream since young and designing just happens to be one of her superpower. The thrill she feels when she sees people rocking the clothes she made was unmatched.

DBK is a high end fashion empire. Their apparels could not be compared to any other company's. Even critics have described them to be living true to their motto which is bringing fashion to life. DBK houses over 700 employees. It was a huge company having various departments and all the employees were handpicked by Ru Lan herself. She knew them all by their names. Most of them were homeless people with no jobs or future, some were from the different orphanages that her foundation usually caters for, basically, everybody working here in DBK were her family and they adored her as much as she adored them. She didn't come to the building frequently but whenever she did, she always made it a habit to order lunch for all her employees. According to outsiders, they say that the employees of DBK were not just employees they were being pampered by their bosses which has greatly contributed to the great and conducive working environment they had.

It had become a target for graduates for their internship programs and also full time work, but it remained a fact that not anyone could enter DBK just because they want to. They receive hundreds of applications whenever they advertise that they were hiring. The only reason they hired other people sometimes, is because Ru Lan felt she had to be fair to people that are truly deserving of the opportunity to work and grow in DBK. She was the epitome of an ideal boss and all her employees will agree, but they were also the only ones that knew that she was the real boss but will they ever let it slip? No Way. Although they all signed non disclosure agreements but that was not their sole reason for not revealing her identity. To many of them, she was their life line. 

When Ru Lan walked into the building through the main entrance, her assistant Fiona James was already waiting for her. She smiled when she saw Fiona glaring at her and said...

I know i am late. You don't have to murder me with your eyes Fiona.

Fiona: i wouldn't dare boss. How is it that you always look more gorgeous than the last time i saw you every single time? Fiona said with a smile. Though she was Ru Lan's assistant, she was also her friend and she rarely gets to see her because of her work.

Ru Lan: i don't know, i keep wondering that myself. I guess God just decided to take pity on me and make me look more beautiful than 80% of women in the universe. She lifted her brow and smirked at her then took a twirl with both her hands raised high. 

Right! How could i forget that you will always be at the top when it comes to tooting your own horn? I'm just glad you stuck with 80% and not 99.99% this time. Fiona replied sarcastically.

When she noticed the sarcasm lacing Fiona's words, she just said.. Gee Fiona, chill out. I'm not one to brag okay? And besides it's not like i'm been narcissistic at all. Its called having a high self esteem. Go check Maslow's Hierarchy of needs. Its a basic human need to love yourself and i can't help but just live the life. In fact, i think you should learn a thing or two from me okay. Ru Lan said.

Hmm! Yeah, you're totally not bragging at all. You are all about loving life and girl power. What a Role model you are. Fiona said to her.

I'm glad you know. That is a good skill to posses as a manager. Learn to recognise things that others don't easily see. Even though i'm oozing awesomeness and dripping with finesse and everyone can see it, it's still great to know that you can see it too.

By now the elevator door had dinged and opened. They had arrived at the top floor of the building which contains the CEO's office and the CEO's and Fiona's assistants who handle their day to day business. As she walked into her office, she kept receiving greetings from different staff members and she made it a part of her routine to answer them and asked about their families. It took a while before she finally entered her office.

Before she sat on her chair she removed her design book from her back pack and handed it over to Fiona. These are some of the designs I've made for next season. Take a look at them and see to them accordingly. Ru Lan said.

Yes Ma'am. Would that be all? Asked Fiona.

Yes. That will be all. Ru Lan said.

Then Fiona bowed to her and made to leave the room.

Wait! Ru Lan suddenly said and removed another design book from her back pack. This is a personal design. I made it for my partner for Big Sis Shu's wedding. She handed it over to Fiona to scan the document.

Fiona received it and when she looked at the design in the book, she was stunned. Though DBK designs both male and female wears, this was the first time she had ever seen Ru Lan personally designed a male outfit and it was stunningly beautiful. She looked at the design and looked back at Ru Lan she didn't know what to say, she was completely floored.

You designed this? She asked Ru Lan because she was finding it hard to believe that Ru Lan was letting one of her male Line design personally designed by her to see the light of day. they all knew Ru Lan was a genius, no doubt. But she always said that she had not yet seen a man who could wear her design, so she refrained from making one. Even her Uncle K's wedding suit was not designed personally by her, even when she designed clothes for her family members and her best friends that were males, she didn't do it herself. She just supervised the whole process and made one or two inputs. But this was a Mint green tuxedo. It really matched her gown for the wedding. She was the maid of honour and the tuxedo that was made for the best man could not even match this. In fact, they were worlds apart.

En! I made this last night. It's for my boyfriend. I haven't asked him if he would go yet though but i just wanted to design him a tux. I feel like he will totally represent my work just the way i want it. Ru Lan said.

Woah! Woah! Back up a sec girl, what did you just say? Fiona asked

I said i made it last night. Ru Lan replied.

No... No... Not that. Fiona said.

I feel like he can represent my....

Before she finished speaking, Fiona cut in again, not that either, i mean what you said before that.

That it is for my boyfriend? Ru Lan asked, not sure what was wrong with Fiona.

Yes that... Ahhhhh! That. Fiona screamed like a little fan girl that just found out that her idol was in her neighbourhood. You have a boyfriend? How? When? Where? I mean Who? She asked in one breath.

Stop acting like it's a big deal Fiona, it's not like this is the first time i'm having a Boyfriend. Ru Lan said.

Of course it's a big deal Daisy. This is not the first time you are having a boyfriend but its the first time you are talking about having a boyfriend with a smile on your lips and a twinkle in your eye. You're even designing a tux for him. Ahhhh! You don't have to lie, i know a girl in love when i see one, and you my dear Daisy Brianna Kelton are in love.  Fiona said with heartfelt joy.

You think? Ru Lan asked her sheepishly while scratching behind her ear.

I don't think it. i know it. i have known you for a really long time and if i can't detect little things like you being in love then hasn't my time on earth been wasted then? She asked Ru Lan. Ru Lan was just smiling and didn't say anything. She knew better that anyone how in love with Jason she truly was. She just hoped that he felt the same way for her, and she hoped she could really enjoy been in a relationship this time and not mess it up like she always does. 

Who is he? Fiona asked her. 

Hehehe! It's a surprise, don't worry, i'm sure you'll see him very soon. Ru Lan said.
Come here, she said to Ru Lan and enveloped her in a big hug. She was older that Ru Lan with two years and when Ru Lan was brought into the family, she was the only other person she talked to, apart from her God forsaken Ex of course. So Ru Lan's birth mother made her Ru Lan's shadow. Ru Lan brought her from the North to help her manage DBK so she could focus on her profession as a doctor.

Alright! That's enough. Don't tap too much from my swag. Ru Lan said with a laugh.

Sure... sure... the young miss Kelton has spoken, everyone else must obey. I'll get this to the scanning machine and make a copy. She said and waved the book in the air.

BTW I need that before next week Wednesday Fi... Ru lan said to her.

Sure thing boss. I'll make my move now. Said Fiona and she left the office leaving Ru Lan to her work. She didn't forget to bring a bowl of assorted chocolates for the little sweet tooth glutton. That was the routine for whenever she was in the office.

Fiona was in such a good mood today. She felt like celebrating. Thank you for giving her a chance to be happy she said and placed both of her palms together in front of her in a prayer pose.

Ru Lan is a 24 year old neurosurgeon, she is known as a genius among her peers and she is the queen of narcissism, she loves her self and sees the world as her playground, but no one knew been the chef of neurosurgery of her hospital is one of the many identities she has. 

Codename: Phoenix She is a force to be reckoned with and criminals dread the day they meet her. Her feisty attitude makes her a lot of friends and she is always a winner.

And then she meets Jason, the CEO of FYN group, Ru Lan has never seen a man so well made and she will do anything she can to make Jason hers but little did she know that Jason has the same plans for her. i've finally found her he said,when he met her for the second time. 

 But like they say, every heroine needs her personal hero, that's why we have Li Jaesun the cold and aloof CEO of the multi conglomerate FYN GROUP who has taken a liking to Ru Lan.

 I must have her he said, whateverı it takes, watch out girl coz here I come.

 I must have him she says, he's my prince charming.

Join the journey of Ru Lan and Jason as they conquer the business world and underworld.


This is an original story.
 
5 chapters weekly or as much as I can write. 

Do leave reviews and comments when you read let me know what you think. 

Cover photo, not mine.

{Authorizing.....9%....50%....78%....90%...100%}

{The Great Sage successfully installed itself to slime Zack Tempest}

{Race abilities Enchanted}

{Dissolve has been changed to Predator allows you to eat your enemies and copy their abilities}

{Absorption has been changed to Complete Absorption hastens the time it takes to absorb anything}

{Self Regeneration has been changed to Complete Self Regeneration nullification to all poisons and diseases Plus can regrow entire limbs and organs in human body
{No other race abilities can be enchanted adding bonuses to numerical status for resistances that's can't be Enchanted}


{Innate abilities Enchanted}

{Body Control has been changed to Complete Body Control makes it easier for the host to move around and fight}

{Perfect Memory has been changed to Complete Perfect Memory you no longer need a book to retain information and this skill can be used in human form}


Status
Name: Zack Tempest
Race: Slime
Title: None

Magic None

Skills- "Great Sage""Predator""Complete Absorption" "Complete Self Regeneration" "Complete Body Control" "Complete Perfect Memory"

Resistances- "Thermal Fluctuation Resistance EX" "Physical Attack Resistance" "Pain Nullification" "Electricity Resistance" "Paralyze Resistance"


'Wait why is my name Tempest when it supposed to be Todd?'

"Answer- An outside force has changed the name last minute"

'Why would Dad do that?'

"Answer- It was not Mr.Todd"

'Okay can you change back to Todd?"

"Answer- that isn't within my power"

'Hacks! I call Hacks!'

""

'Who am I talking to?'

"Answer- Skill The Great Sage"

'Isn't that more of a title than it is a skill?'

"Answer- You would be correct but my purpose as The Great Sage is to help you on your journey whenever you need me so Mr. Todd made me more into a skill"

'Oh I see thanks Dad hey Great Sage can you help me see?'

"Answer- I can you can either design your human form or learn the skill Magic Sense"

'What is Magic?'

"Answer- It's which makes everything in the universe"

'So atoms?'

"What are atoms?"

'It's magic Great Sage or maybe it's plasma. Okay I'll try the magic first it's not too bad to have too many skills'

'hmmmm ummmmmmm'

Around 10 minutes colors of all sorts we're beginning take shape all around Zack could finally he could see.

"Skill Learned Magic Sense"


'Ooooooh ahhhhh it's my basement'

"Correct"

'Hey Great Sage do you have any recommendations on my body should look like?'

"Answer I have a pre-set folder of a human body for you that both your parents created, would you like to open the folder?"

'Yes! Thank you that saves so much time!'

Zack slowly started to transform into the body his parents created. His height was around the same before he turned into a slime, his skin was much cleaner and white than now, his hair and eyes were silver blue color now, and his facial features was more feminine then it ever was before.

"Is this how my parents thought of me?!"

"Answer- Yes"


"I can change this as I like right?"

"Answer- Yes"

all in all I didn't really change anything to my parents design for me honestly it was just a better body then I had before. And I was touched by it although I'm going to miss my black hair and black eyes.

Status
Name: Zack Tempest
Race: Slime
Title: None

Magic None

Skills- "Great Sage""Predator""Complete Absorption" "Complete Self Regeneration" "Complete Body Control" "Complete Perfect Memory""Magic Sense" 

Resistances- "Thermal Fluctuation Resistance EX" "Physical Attack Resistance" "Pain Nullification" "Electricity Resistance" "Paralyze Resistance"

This novel is a fanfiction between "My Hero Academia" and "That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime" but with my own twists most of the characters I'm going to introduce are original characters but there will be some characters from the anime/manga from my hero Academia


hey guys I'm a new writer and new to this app so constructive criticism and any type of advice is appreciated to no bounds

He was in disbelief. 
The head of the department laughed at his reaction. "Snap out of it, Aihara. You look like I've just fired you."
"I'm sorry, sir!" Kaoru regained his composure. "I didn't expect this. Thank you very much."
The older man sitting opposite him in the meeting room just smiled kindly. "It's a great achievement for someone at your level. Hakusen should have hired you when they could."
Kaoru stared at the mock-up of the cover of the book with his design. It was for an up and coming novelist, who wanted a cover expressing separation.
A senior designer had overseen the project and Kaoru was staffed on the team. They spent weeks trying to meet the novelist's demands, on top of other assignments.
It came to a breaking point when his senior threw in the towel.
"I give up! He's just being fucking unreasonable. What's wrong with our ideas? Screw this."
Kaoru had been helping to polish his senior's work up until then. When the team went home dejectedly that day, he stayed back and thought about what the novelist wanted.
They had been fixated on a darker, wintry look. It made sense since the novel was equally dark and tragic.
To Kaoru, separation was on a warm autumn day, when leaves fell together with the hearts that followed. The memories which kept resurfacing during the entire project. 
He sketched out an idea and showed it to his senior the next day.
His senior was going to throw it into the bin when one of the team leads of the production department passed by and noticed it.
"Hey, let me look at that."
Kaoru had seen him before during meetings. Confident, effective and with a personality which  engaged with others easily, Fujiwara Ren was one of the rising stars in the company.
His senior handed over the sketch grudgingly. Fujiwara's hazel eyes scanned it and then asked Kaoru, "Is this your work?"
"Yes," Kaoru admitted.
A warm smile crossed Fujiwara's face. "I'll ask his editor to show it to him."
Both his senior and Kaoru had been shocked. 
That was three days ago. Now, he was sitting in the office looking down at his first book cover. Kaoru couldn't believe it.
He was on cloud nine for the rest of the day. His co-workers who have heard congratulated him heartily, except for the senior designer who muttered something to the effect of him lucking out.
Kaoru didn't mind if it was luck. It gave him a tiny confidence boost. 
Even if his inspiration was…
Don't think about it at work, he told himself. When he went home, then he could try to piece his heart together, as he often did ever since that day.
He tried to look for Fujiwara to thank him but the man was out for meetings. He did manage to speak to Miss Tachibana over the phone to convey the good news to her. 
When he left the office, he finally saw Fujiwara at the lobby.
Kaoru waved to get his attention.
Fujiwara looked up from his phone and grinned. "Aihara!"
Kaoru went over quickly and bowed. "Thank you so much. For the cover."
"It's your design," Fujiwara reminded him in a friendly manner. "Thank YOU. If not, the project would have been delayed and I'm probably still in the office."
Kaoru was embarrassed. "No, I..it was just an idea which came to me."
"Don't be so modest," Fujiwara chuckled. "You're such a cute junior!"
"Who's cute?" a deeper voice asked, amused.
A taller and very good-looking man appeared beside Fujiwara. In a suit and still carrying a briefcase.
"Shin! You're on time," Fujiwara exclaimed happily. "Meet Aihara Kaoru. From the design department."
Then to Kaoru, he introduced the man easily, "This is Kurosawa Shinobu. My partner."
Kaoru was surprised. 
"Nice to meet you," he said.
"And you," the man returned and added wryly. "Ren isn't giving you trouble, is he?"
"Of course not!" Fujiwara protested with a pout. "I'm the perfect senior."
"He's very kind to me," Kaoru agreed. "I got my first book cover because of him."
"He's just being unnecessarily humble," Fujiwara countered and told his partner, "My project is back on track. He's the reason you can take me out to dinner today."
"In that case, you have my thanks too," Kurosawa told Kaoru.
They made a dangerously attractive couple. It was clear that they were in love. Kaoru could see the adoring laughter in Fujiwara's eyes and although his partner seemed to be the more reserved type, the glances he gave Fujiwara contained a certain softness.
"Not at all! Anyway, I shouldn't take up more of your time." Kaoru smiled. "Have a good evening."
"Bye! See you around in the office!" Fujiwara waved cheerfully.
He could still make out bits and pieces of their conversation as he walked away.
"Just dinner? I haven't seen you for a week."
"What else?"
"Shin, don't tease me. Unless you don't want to..."
"Fine. A quick dinner."
"Now we're talking."
It didn't take much imagination to know what they could be referring to. Kaoru found himself smiling at how comfortable they seemed with each other.
When he got into the packed train, he finally let his mind wander. 
What was Keigo doing right now? Was he still in the office or traveling for work? Did he find someone who could make him happy?
Somehow, seeing Fujiwara and his partner together made him missed Keigo so intensely. What wouldn't he give to have just one dinner, free of any consequences and repercussions?
Kaoru knew back then that it would crush his heart. 
He hadn't expected that it could possibly be irreparable. Unlike the defect from his childhood, this could not be healed by any surgery or medication.
The human heart, once scarred, was never quite the same.

"You need money. I want company. It’s a fair trade.” That was the start of the relationship between Wada Keigo and Aihara Kaoru. How far will they go?

She pointed out the various flaws and inadequacies of her design and said it very bluntly.
She was originally a little absent-minded, but after hearing what Su Yuexiao said, she became clear-headed. She looked at her own design and carefully marked out the inadequacies on it.
Su Yuexiao's words were reasonable and reasonable. She could be said to be disheartened when she heard it. In the end, she almost thought that her design could not be used at all. Unexpectedly, at the end, Su Yuexiao said one sentence instead.
"although there are a lot of small problems, there are no problems with the style of the idea and the starting point of the design. As long as I can organize the better design drafts, I will take away the other prepared design drafts in the shortest time, so that this new design can be launched at the best time. "
Hearing this, she almost froze.
"Sister Su... "
"President, if there is nothing else to say, I have other things to do here. "
Su Yuexiao said the last sentence coldly. She was silent for a long time, but in the end, she couldn't help but laugh. Holding the phone, she said, "thank you, sister Su. "
"When we return to Binhai City, the president had better go back to the company for a while. After the design is finalized, you have to decide on the model for the later promotion. There are still many things that the company needs you to deal with. "
Su Yuexiao said it very formally.
But she knew that sister Su really treated her as a manager, so she said this to herself.
In her heart, she admired Su Yuexiao's character even more.
She lowered her head and smiled. "I know, sister Su. When I return to Binhai city, I will go to the company to take a look at it. "
She was going to go back anyway, so she didn't mind these few days.
The reason why she came to city a before wasn't because she didn't like to have a baby in Binhai city. She just wanted to escape to this place and think about how she should go in the future... ...
Now that the future was set and there were no suspense or changes, it was meaningless for her to continue hiding here like a little white rabbit under the umbrella of Jin di.
Whether it was Jin Jingrong or the others... ... She had to rely on her own ability to overcome these obstacles ...
This was what she should do the most now.
When Mo Chen was taken over, Zuo Aiai was packing her things. She didn't have many things, so she only took some necessities. A small bag the size of a book could fit all of them.
Although Mo Chen couldn't see clearly, after last night's conversation, she already knew what Zuo Aiai was thinking. Although she didn't agree, she still asked.
"Have you decided to go back to Binhai City? "
She nodded and walked up, holding Mo Chen's hand and exhorting, "mom, you stay here and take care of your body. I'll come to see you often. "
"since you chose the path yourself, you have to go on no matter how hard it is. If there's a day when you can't go on, come back to find mom. Mother and daughter have no grudges. You'll always be mom's little coat. "
Her voice choked, but she didn't say anything. She just hugged Mo Chen tightly and nodded.
Yes
After Zuo Aiai got into the car, she received a call from Danil. danil's voice sounded very conflicted, and he called out as soon as he opened his mouth.
"great-aunt... I beg you, can you tell me where you are now? Stop tormenting me... "
Not long after Danil was sent to Hong Kong by Jin di, something happened to Goldking. He was extremely anxious, but he received news from city a that Zuo Aiai had left again.

On the plane, a roar came from the broadcast. "Zuo Aiai, you still dare to run away for me? "
She raised her voice. "The world is very big, I want to go out and take a look. "
"You can go out, but I'm afraid you won't be able to come back, " the man said shamelessly.
"Why? "
Zuo Aiai blushed. "Get lost"
"Your photo has been posted on the world's best-selling magazine! " The man said domineeringly. "according to your husband's popularity, there are countless women who want to kill you. For Your Safety, be good! Come home with me! "

Qin Xinying narrowed her eyes, stood up and looked at Qin Benyuan, and her eyes had a gleam of excitement. She asked, "Dad, are you suggesting telling this to Grandpa Tang?" She paused and continued, "But now we don't know where he is. How can we tell this to him?"
"Silly girl." Qin Benyuan said with a smile. "This news was just released. He might not know it now, but he will surely know it after he comes back to the capital. If he finds out his granddaughter gives up her shares for a bodyguard, what will happen to him? He may not be able to process it and then the Empire Group will fall into chaos!"
Qin Benyuan said and sneered. "Then the Tang family people will surely not miss the chance. They will try their best to push the Empire Group into an abyss." Then he would teach that woman a good lesson! How dare she extort money from him?! He was not going to tolerate it!
Qin Xinying still frowned when she heard this. She said, "But why did Tang Xi disappear in the past few months? I'm a bit worried that she has some trump card up her sleeve."
Qin Benyuan patted on Qin Xinying's shoulder. "It's alright. Don't worry. It's good for you that Tang Xi hooked up with a bodyguard. Now you can go back to City A and get Qiao Liang. As long as you marry that rich man, we don't have to fear the Empire Group anymore!"
Qin Xinying frowned at Qin Benyuan and said seriously, "I want to be with him not because of his money but because I love him."
"Okay, I know." Qin Benyuan smiled as he said, "Now the Qiao's International Group has dominated the whole business circle of City A. I've read the financial news that the Qiao's International Group has purchased several promising companies at a lightning speed. I think the Qiao's is gonna surpass the Empire Group soon. Although the Qiao's is in City A and the Empire Group is in the capital, business is not limited by geography. You want to see how frustrated Tang Xi is after seeing you are together with Qiao Liang, right?"
Qin Xinying gradually clenched her hands and frowned as she said firmly, "Now Qiao Liang is still lost. I'll let him know who is the one who really cares about him, who is the one who deserves to stand side by side with him!I'll surely marry Qiao Liang!"
The smile on Qin Benyuan's face spread when he heard this. Suddenly he remembered something, he took two drawings out of a drawer and handed them to Qin Xinying, saying, "By the way, I've found another two design drawings. I think their style is similar to your previous works, so I bought them from a student at a high price. Take a look. Do you think they can be used in the fashion week?"
Qin Xinying had been worrying about how to deal with this fashion week, and the design drawings that Qin Benyuan gave her before were not quite satisfactory in her opinion. Now when she saw these design drawings, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Qin Benyuan in excitement and said happily, "Dad, where did you find these design drawings? I'm sure they will be popular at fashion week!"
Qin Benyuan laughed when he heard Qin Xinying's words. He reached out to pat on Qin Xinying's shoulder and said, "You don't have to worry about anything. As long as you're recognized as the genius designer, you'll get anything you want,and Qiao Liang will notice you sooner or later. What time is your flight?" 
"I'll fly to Paris on Wednesday. My flight will take off at ten o'clock tonight." Qin Xinying said, "I have to show the design drawings to the design director, so I can't stay here too long. Keep an eye on Tang Xi in case she will bring us trouble!"
Tang Xi seemed to have known she had a part in that air crash. Although Tang Xi didn't say anything, she knew she was waiting for a chance to take revenge!
"Don't worry. She won't bring us any trouble!" Qin Benyuan smiled in contempt and said, "She is not as smart as we thought. She didn't ask about our projects' benefits any more after I gave her merely over eighty million Yuan. So stupid! Tomorrow I will go to the finance department of the Empire Group and ask them to sign the contract with us. After we sign the contract, Tang Xi won't be able to do anything." Seeing Qin Xinying looking at him dubiously, Qin Benyuan said complacently, "Have faith in me. I have some "old friends" in the Empire Group. It was just not convenient for me to use these relationships before." 
Now that Tang Xi had accepted his houses, they could use relationships now! If the Empire Group people knew Tang Xi took bribery…
The directors wouldn't let her off, even if he didn't do anything!
Qin Benyuan gave a smug smile. No matter how smart Tang Xi was, she was just a young girl still wet behind the ears in front of him. She was simply no match for him! 
Tang Xi and Qiao Liang were not together now. Qiao Liang went to attend the state banquet with the identity of Qiao Liang, and she would do it too with the identity of the Empire Group's CEO. As everyone knew, they had broken up, so they couldn't go to the Great Hall in the same car.
Tang Xi sitting in the car made a call. The other side soon answered the phone, and Tang Xi said, "There are three property ownership certificates in my office. Sell them, put the money into the company's account and book it as the bonus from the Qin's Group. By the way, find out how many benefits the Qin's Group has received from the projected we invested, and send the statement to the Qin's Group tomorrow morning. Then ask our CFO to go to the Qin's Group to ask them to pay us dividends because we're suffering losses. If they refuse, we'll sue the Qin's Group on charges of embezzlement."
The other side asked Tang Xi why she wanted to do this. Tang Xi took a look at her assistant and coldly said, "I think I've just told you the reason. I hope you can show me your efficiency before I come back on Friday. And I hope that you, the legal department, won't let me down."
When the car reached the Great Hall of the People, Tang Xi got out of the car and entered the Great Hall as led by a security guard. The state banquet was held to welcome the president of a small country. Tang Xi had thought she might see the business elites of that country, but to her surprise, she only saw famous stars. She raised her eyebrows, found her seat and looked around to search for Qiao Liang.
At this time, Qiao Liang entered the Great Hall, and the crowd was in an uproar, and even that president's eyes lit up. Qiao Liang was about to go toward Tang Xi, when someone called to him. Qiao Liang looked back and raised his eyebrows as he called out, "Mr. Xiao."


Xiao Rou, a girl growing up in a poor countryside family, found that she was actually the daughter of a wealthy couple, and her mother mistook another girl as her when she gave birth to her in hospital. She thought she would change from an ugly duckling to a noble swan and lived happily ever after with her real family, but the reality gave her a heavy blow. The girl, Xiao Jinning, who took her family, her fiancé and everything else from her, used every possible means to frame her up. She returned to her biological parents only to find her parents despised her but doted on Xiao Jinning. She was framed as a thief and expelled out of home. And then, she was hit by a car and stomped to death by Xiao Jinning. her tragic life was ended.
Tang Xi, a real princess, the heiress of the powerful Empire Group, was murdered by her greedy relatives. When she opened her eyes again, she found she was in another girl’s body. She became Xiao Rou and had a magic system—008 in her body! With the help of 008, she began her journey of revenge. She would avenge poor Xiao Rou, punish the murderers of her, become the most popular star, and….make up with her true love---Qiao Liang. 

"I'm just stopping by to check on you and to ask if you have rediscovered the meaning of your life? For mythical lives, immortality is just the beginning! Not the end!" Lu Zhiyu said. He was standing on the branches of the farmer treant in the brilliant sunshine of the sunflower field, facing the giant shadow of the female fairy made of wind. 
As he said that, Lu Zhiyu departed. This time, he took the train out of Fhartasil traveling to the outside world. The red train dashed across the water, the blue sky and clouds reflected on the water's surface. It was like the train was traveling through the sky.
Passing through the defensive region formed by the boundary and the arcane reality projection, the train reached the outside world and continued to travel somewhere distant through a dense forest.
As time flew by, ancient stories turned into legends, legends turned into myths, ancient figures turned into heroes, and heroes turned into gods. Wendy would be the god of fairies and the arcane kingdom. Everything about her would one day become legend and myth.
As for Fairyland Fhartasil, it had truly transformed into a legendary dreamland for fairies and other races. According to the legend, there was a fairy queen, Wendy. When a fairy arcanist passed away, their soul would be summoned to Fhartasil, returned to the fairyland in the legend.
"It's a mythical territory, a dreamland created by the fairy queen Wendy! There live the souls of the ancestors of fairies, as well as the most powerful arcanists! It's a place with no pain or worries, a home for the soul, which all fairies long for."
With the rise of mythical arcanists and Fairyland Fhartasil, the fairy arcane kingdom stepped into a new age. The fairy arcanists never saw the impact of the world force repelling, as Wendy was the first fairy to become a mythical arcanist.
Because no great fairy arcanists knew how fairy queen Wendy had succeeded, the details of the fairy queen becoming the first great arcanist were not clearly recorded in the arcane kingdom's history. Even so, all arcanists understood that it was not possible to build an arcane territory inside the world.
"We could never possess enough power to challenge the entire world. Even a level-eight true god can not fight against the entire world."–Minette Ambrose, the second mythical arcanist.
Later, to explore new paths to become mythical arcanists, fairy arcanists started to explore beyond the world and attempted to construct their own mythical arcane territories outside the world.
Fairy arcanists began to explore the bitwall and the astral world. They attempted to absorb and summon the power of the astral world in the bitwall and construct their own mythical territories gradually.
Prior to the beginning of the Bitwall Age, humans entered the era of astral world exploration, the era during which wizards and arcanists mastered the techniques behind crafting unstable portals.
Fairy arcanists had truly started to rise. They discovered that all kinds of special half bitwalls existed in the astral world. With chaotic and dangerous internal rules, these half bitwalls were extremely unstable, offering no possibility to nurture normal lives within them.
However, for fairy arcanists, these half bitwalls felt almost designed for them. The paths to challenging and conquering these half bitwalls were also the paths for them to succeed in becoming mythical arcanists.
At the beginning of the Bitwall Age, the arcane kingdom, the Wizard Alliance, and the clergy in the divine kingdoms of Maria's World were all competing to explore the astral world. They used a kind of special bitwall probe, simple space witchcraft, to find and lock onto a half bitwall in the vast astral world.
To find a half bitwall in the boundless astral world using such rudimentary space witchcraft was even harder than trying to find one particular grain of sand in the ocean. Nevertheless, there were always a lucky few who were favored by fortune and hit the jackpot in the vast astral world.
With the discovery of each half bitwall, arcanists, wizards, and clergy fought, even battled for the half bitwall. Fighting over half bitwalls was the theme of the beginning of the Bitwall Age.
However, that was all for later. For now, most saints and supernatural creatures were still trapped within the world and could hardly challenge or explore the bitwall.
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"This is our mission for the next decade or even century. A floating space tower is, by definition, the simplified version of the floating space city, which is the ultimate goal of alchemy. However, by using the techniques for building a floating space tower, we could remove a key obstacle in the path of alchemy. It is a stepping stone leading us to the ultimate goal of alchemy!" said Cook Bay.
Cook Bay waved his hands and many pieces of chalks drew out the graph he described on six blackboards. It was a simplified design of a floating space tower.
Wizards and dwarf alchemy warlocks seated before the stage looked up at the green-skinned goblin in disbelief. The goblin did not look worthy of the wizard robes he was wearing, yet the design and knowledge he demonstrated were mind-blowing.
"How is this even possible? Creating a floating space tower like this would be impossible!" said a young human alchemy warlock. He was so lost in thoughts about the intricate designs on the blackboards before him that he didn't realize he had dropped his giant book on the ground. 
"Liar! Definitely a liar!" 
Many of the alchemy warlocks simply did not believe him at all. Such an unimaginable invention was fully planned out in front of them. They had believed that this kind of advancement would not be seen in their lifetimes or in the lifetimes of future generations of wizards.
"But he is the floating space tower designer appointed by Lady Catherine herself! He has the approval of Lady Catherine!"
The crowd was engaged in a heated discussion. Most were studying the design covering the six blackboards, raising doubts and trying to identify deadly flaws in the plans. 
"Didn't the great alchemy warlock, Oakland, prophesy that wizards would only successfully build floating space towers after at least a thousand years? Goblins' talents in alchemy should not be overlooked. More and more genius goblin alchemy warlocks have come to prominence lately. Maybe we need to consider truly accepting them," said an aged wizard.
The aged wizard put his glasses on and took a closer look at the blackboards. The pen in front of him was taking notes of the drawings on the blackboards automatically. Although it was a simplified design, and it was impossible to build a floating space tower from it alone, there were no problems at all with Cook Bay's theory.
"What a shame! The first floating space tower of wizards would be built by a goblin when the tall tower symbolizes wizards? I cannot accept this!" The young human warlocks were gnashing their teeth over it.
In the lecture hall in the tall tower, Cook Bay explained the details of constructing this new tower to all the alchemy warlocks. He had stayed in the Forest of Fairies for half a year and then spent two years reading the books Lu Zhiyu left behind, finally returning to the tall tower on the wizard continent to meet with the owner of the wizard tower, Catherine.
After becoming a mythical wizard, Catherine gained a new title, Forest Fairy Catherine. She appointed Cook Bay as the lead designer of the new tower, a floating space tower. His proposed design would become the new kind of wizard tower.
The wizard tower was the symbol of wizardry and what held the Wizard Alliance together. Therefore, the first floating space tower had to be a wizard tower. Even if the appearance was different, it had to be a wizard tower. It would be the inheritance of all wizards.
The great alchemy warlock, Oakland, who was sitting in the front row, was the one who had prophesied that no one could possibly build a floating space tower in the next thousand years. He stood up and raised his question to Cook Bay, "Excuse me. Your theories are indeed fine. The construction of the mana pool and the design of the level-seven mythical alchemy floating space tower are not perfect. Still, they can be constructed and I do approve of them. But the levitation ring? Heh, can you actually build that? Does it really exist?"
Cook Bay straightened up and answered, "Most certainly! However, it was not designed by me, but by a great alchemy warlock who is wiser than I ever could imagine, the great Mr. Randil Eranbell. He taught me how to design a levitation ring and asked me to build a floating space tower."
Cook Bay's eyes were filled with sincerity and he continued, "He is a great alchemy warlock. Not only did he teach me how to build a floating space tower, but he also showed me the application of portals."
"Impossible! Portals? That's another ultimate goal of alchemy. Together with the floating space city and intelligent alchemy life, they are the three ultimate goals of alchemy!"
"Randil Eranbell? That's a human name. Why have I never heard about this wizard?"
"Maybe he is a hidden first-generation wizard, who came here from the birthplace of wizards and experienced the exploration ages," two female wizards suggested, showing respect and yearning in their eyes.
"Of course this is the work of a human alchemy warlock! What a great man! It is because of these great wizards that all wizards can live long and prosper!" said Oakland, accepting Cook Bay's story. He then nodded with satisfaction and sat down.
The crowd broke into another round of heated discussion. No one in the room had ever heard the name Randil Eranbell. But when they heard the name, the resistance in their eyes faded. The design of the floating space tower came from the hand of a mysterious and powerful human wizard. However, their jealousy grew much stronger.
"Why am I not the lucky dog?" 
"Why would the great Randil Eranbell choose a goblin to build the floating space tower?"
"Are there no other qualified candidates among wizard alchemy warlocks? We need to work harder so that these goblin alchemy warlocks will not stay ahead of us. We are the best alchemy warlocks!"


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


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