Christina Dobluski's POV
I finally landed in Italy last night. Finally, I was a foreigner. I have been dying to be that someday and that someday was today. I was out of my home country and I cannot believe it that my father was not aware of my disappearance.
 I checked into a hotel in Milan. It was very expensive and almost broke my savings. I have the room for myself for the next 2 weeks and until then, I don't have to worry about my accommodation. 
 I was taking a shower as I was getting ready for my interview. It was still 8 AM when I got into the hotel and I have one hour and a half to get ready and another 30 minutes for my communion to the boutique.
 I have asked Kiara about all this and she just gave the itinerary for it. I think she was thinking that now I was on my adventure I have to get to the boutique by figuring it out myself.
 I sighed as I was rubbing my face as the cold water was hitting my face. It was Summer in Milan and I was thinking that maybe a summer dress will be appropriate for me to wear to the interview. I hoped Antonio will not be picky.
 I got out of the shower and dried myself with a fluffy towel. It was not the best room in the hotel but I could get by. Being in the mansion and was served by the finest thing in life might make you think that I would be gross but fun fact, I loved to be indulged in gross things.
 I remembered vividly of me playing in the mud during the raining season, me searching for caterpillar because it was Spring and I wanted to look at it closely that I caught on with my hands.
 My tutors freaked out when they find out about that.
And here I was, dressing without the help of maids or anything. I'm sure I can get by because a normal life was what I craved, not the life that I was born into.
 Do not think about it now, Christina. You have an interview to attend.
I wore minimal makeup as I only know how to put on mascara, some powder, and lipgloss. I hoped it was not too mundane for a cosmetologist to see his PA candidate to be that plain. 
 I sighed as I was wearing a black blouse with dress pants. I was not wearing any stilettos because they were killing my feet so I chose sneakers instead. 
 I hope my minimalist style suited to Antonio.
I went out of the bathroom as I French braided my hair and I went to put some Eau de Perfume, White Musk by Body Shop. It always lifted my spirit.
 "Okay, I'm ready," I said as I was looking at myself in the mirror.
 "Hopefully, he will accept me and I don't have anyone to compete with," I said as I was finger crossed my hands. I wanted this job so badly so that I can stay here longer and maybe gain some experience of dealing with matters under pressure.
 You never know when you need to be ready.
I was getting out of the bathroom as I looked at my backpack. I don't have any handbags to be carried around so I will be using my backpack as my handbag. I had cleaned out all the stuff in them as I will be staying here for two weeks, so I put it inside the closet that they have in the room.
 "Okay, I got my phone, wallet, keys, CV and supporting documents. Oh, almost forgot," I said as I went to the night table and took my ID.
 "My passport, it was supposed to be the most important one," I said as I was smiling before I put it inside my backpack and I was out of the room.

In the hustle and bustle of Milan, I managed to find the bus stop in time for me to board. It was like 3 euro for me to get on board. Now, I need that job even more as I just spent half of my savings and I don't think I can survive another 2 weeks.
 I even barely have begun!
I sighed as I was looking outside the window as I was looking at the surrounding. Milan was such a great city as I was looking around. The people there were fashionable and I think I was dressing understatement as I was about to be interviewed by the world-renowned cosmetologist. 
 I gulped as I saw the boutique in front of me. My eyes were big as a saucer as I just realized that I must have missed my stop.
 "Stop, stop. Please, I need to get off," I said in Italian as I was pulling the sign to get out of the bus. Everyone was staring at me as I was looking at them. I smiled apologetically as I was getting off the bus even after the stop was far behind me.
 "Thank you," I said as I looked at the driver. He grunted before he cursed under his breath about the younger generation has no respect for anything. I sighed as I was walking into the direction of the boutique. It was magnificent as I was looking at the sign.
 "Romano's Reality," I mumbled before I was standing in front of the doorway. I was staring at the sign for a good amount of 5 minutes.
 "Hi, hello. Can I help you?" A petite person was coming out of the boutique as I must be gawking in the open.
 "Oh, hi. Um, sorry. I was supposed to be here for an interview for the PA position," I said as I took my offer letter inside my back. I was being clumsy in front of this immaculate person with her glossy hair and perfect makeup. 
 If I was to compare myself to her, I was on the 0 and she was on 10 scales.
She chuckled as she was looking at my clumsiness. I smiled at her as I was blushing hard right now. I can feel my face was getting hot and with that, the letter came out of my bag as I handed it to her. She read it and beamed at me.
 "Well, we have been expecting you well, for another 15 minutes. You're punctual. Antonio would love that," she said as she gestured me to follow her. We went inside and I was hit by the harsh air conditioning. It was nice but also chilled me to the bones.
 "I'm Nina, by the way. What's your name?" She asked as we were walking around the boutique before we were greeted by the stairs that were spiraling up. I don't know it has stairs. I stared in awe as I was walking up the stairs.
 "Christina," I replied as I was still looking around the stairs.
 Nina was talking about Antonio and how many people have worked for him but he fired them because they were incompetent, as Nina put it.
 "But I think you will be what he needs," she said as she was directing me to sit at the chair outside Antonio's office, I assumed.
 "What do you mean?" I asked as I took the letter from her. She was amused by my reaction before she went to knock on the door. 
 "Come in," a gruff sound was coming from the room before she went inside.
 "Wait here," she mouthed before she went inside. I was looking around the room as there was a plastic plant that was immaculate with its shiny leaves and everything.
 That thing looked even better than me!
I sighed before Nina was coming out from the room as she was beaming at me. I smiled at her before she gestured me to follow her. I stood up and went to the door before Nina introduced me to Antonio.
 The Antonio Romano.
 "Sir, this is Christina, the applicant for the PA position," she said as she was holding my shoulders. I looked at the direction of Nina called Sir. He was staring out the window as his back was to my view. 
 He was lean and toned alright. The right muscles that were hugged by his button-down green checker shirt and fitted denim jeans. For someone that was high class, he dressed like he was a normal guy.
 Well, maybe he liked to be in his comfy clothes.
 "That would be all, Nina," his voice was commanding and husky. My heart swelled at it as he was sipping on his tea? Coffee? I don't even know what this guy likes and here I was trying to get a job as his PA.
 "Of course," Nina said and with that, I was left standing near the door as Nina closed the door behind me. 
 Okay, now we were left with an eerie silence.
I did not move from my spot as I was standing still like a tree at the door. Antonio did not move as well as I can sense he was enjoying his tea to be bothered to talk with me.
 "Umm," I started before he instructed me to take a seat in front of his mahogany desk.
 "Take a seat," he commanded and I hurried to take a seat before he turned around to look at me. I was easing myself as I don't want to be nervous around him. I will be spending my time around him and if I was afraid of him, what's the point.
 "Now," he said as he put his tea down as his brunet hair was shimmering under the sunlight, I wanted to run my fingers through it. He shuffled as he turned to look at me and my grey eyes clashed with his light brown eyes.
 "Shall we begin?" He asked as he smiled at me.
I think I have been taken to be in his warmth forever at this moment, starting with his warm eyes.

The synopsis will be written soon. Sorry for the inconvenience!

Mark's POV:-
Sitting on the chair, as I began to read that paper in my hand my restlessness started growing.... It was containing all the details about Susan Green.

How come I never got to know this..how come Catherine never told me about this.
I put that paper on the table and closed my eyes as I leaned backward on my chair.

Suddenly my mobile began to ring...
"Sir, Ms Green just left the house seems like she is going to meet someone...should I follow her?"

I pinched the center of the forehead and clamly said
"No..there is no need of following her anymore".

There is actually no need of spying on her anymore since I know everything about her... It's time to meet her in person again.
With that thought I asked my assistant to send a letter to her. 

Does susan know about all this...maybe she don't..otherwise she wouldn't have behaved like that.. .. .however I have to ask her myself.

Susan's POV:-

With a little hesitation I reached the same office building from where my bad luck started.
I have no idea what is going to happen this time. This time I was even more nervous because last time I didn't even got to give the interview then why the hell did they send the call letter.

When I stepped out of the cab and started walking towards the front door of the office there were two men standing , and I don't know why but I was having this feeling that they were here for me but I decided to ignore them and continued to walk towards the door.

"Welcome miss green, please come with us"....one of them said while indicating towards another way rather than the way towards the lift.

"And why should I do that" I hesitantly said.

"Don't worry miss, we are just following the orders of the CEO"..... What else can go wrong with me.... and with that I followed them through a corridor and at the end of that corridor there was a lift.

"Was there anything wrong with that lift?"....I abruptly asked them while entering into the lift. But no one answered, I felt weird so I decided to keep quite. The door opened and it was just beside the cabin of the CEO. I knocked on the door but no one answered I again knocked but still nothing as I was about to knock for the third time the door opened and there was a man standing in front of me. 

"Miss Green, please come in... Sir is waiting for you".. with that he left and closed the door behind him. I was a bit confused and intimidated at the same time, first I got the call letter even though I didn't gave the interview, then the different lift and now this man just said that sir is waiting for me....what the hell is going on.

As I turned towards the desk there was a man sitting on the chair on the other side of the chair with his back towards me. "Good morning sir" I said with all the confidence and courage left in me.

"Good morning miss Green, or should I just go with Susan"

"Oh my god, its YOU" I was really shocked...this was the same man who kidnapped me. I knew that there was something wrong... but I didn't expected this much wrong.

"Are you for real? First you kidnapped me and now you made me come here by a fake call letter." With that I turned to go back but then he said with a low firm voice "Don't you wanna know why did I kidnapped you and made you come here?"... I rolled my eyes and turned to look at him and with a sarcastic tone I said "Yes please, I would really like to know that, it would really help me to report a FIR against you for harassing me".

Hearing that he chuckled a little bit and pointed towards the chair "Please have a seat miss Green".. and passed the glass of water towards me "And don't worry I didn't spiked the water".

Without a word I did as he said.... as I put the glass on the desk and looked at him I found him already staring back at me with a serious look on his face. "Miss Green, what do you know about your family?" He said that with the same seriousness he had on his face. 

"And why the hell do you wanna know about my family?" I said irritatingly.

"You will have your turns to ask questions, but first answer mine" he said with a strict voice.

"Well... I only have my father as my family, my mother died when I was a baby...that's all I know, other than that my father never mentioned about any other family member" I casually said.

Afrer hearing that he said "What would you say if I tell you that your mother is still alive"
I didn't know what to say because I wasn't sure whether he was telling the truth or he just made a really terrible joke.
"What kind of game are you trying to play" I said angrily.

Without saying a word or acknowledging me he just opened a drawer of the desk and took out some photographs and placed them on the desk. "Please have a look at them"...he said while sliding those photographs towards me.
I picked up one of those photographs and what I saw gave me a huge shock...I started looking into other photographs to see if they edited or not but to my surprise they were real.
Those were the photographs of him with me or someone who look like me.
I looked at him with the eyes full of questions.

"Don't worry, that's not you....that's Catherine your sister and my wife"

After hearing that I again looked at those picture.... I was still unable to believe that it was not me in those pictures...

"And this is mother" he said while holding another photograph,it was of Catherine and my mother... I felt like my mind is going to blow up and without my realization few drops of tears rolled down on my cheek....
I instantly wiped out my tears.. "If...if whatever you are saying ...is true..then why did my father hide... all these things from me for ..for..all these years" I said while chocking on my own words.

"This is the thing only your father can tell you" he sympathetically said while holding my hands.
With his touch my breathing stopped for few seconds but then I slowly pulled away my hands...

"I would like to meet them" I said demandingly.
On which he sighed and said "You can't" ...and before I could have said anything he continued "Catherine is missing and no one knows about this"..
"What!!Then we should find her"..I said almost shouting at him.

" What do you think?? I am not searching for my own wife and needs your suggestion for that... I am trying to find her for past two months"  he got up from his chair and yelled at me.
On which I got startled. "Then what do you want me to do??"... I said and nervously looked up at him and continued " Otherwise you won't be telling me all these"...

He sighed and said "I want your help, it may be a little difficult for you"

"And that is?..." 

"Can you take her place? Until I find her"....

Snape held Alexander in high esteem so he shut his mouth and sat down on the chair.

"What is it, Alex?" Dumbledore asked. 

"Your long lost student has returned. He was trying to get his hands on the philosopher's stone but Harry and his friends found out about it. Apparently, he was using Quirrell's body as a medium. He probably made Quirrell an incomplete and unstable Horcrux... Watch this if you don't believe me." Alexander showed the video to both of them. 

Dumbledore wasn't showing much expression but Snape looked horrified. 

"No need to worry Severus. You don't have the mark anymore. But Albus. I am going to kill him for once and for all, I hope you will not try to stop me in the name of being honorable and let him go on trial. Sorry to be blunt, but the justice system of the wizarding world is a hundred years behind muggles and I have no trust in ministry. Who knows, Voldemort probably already has his people in there." he lightly dropped a hint.

*Sigh* 

"Yes, I know the ministry is not the best but we have to work with whatever we have and I will not stop you from ending Voldemort. He forfeited his humanity long ago. Can I ask you what are you going to do with that video?" Dumbledore asked. 

"What else, this is going to be tomorrow's breaking news but fear not. I will not let people panic. I will give a personal interview and tell everyone that killing Voldemort is easy for me." Alexander confidently said. 

"But you do know that the ministry will never acknowledge your words. They will probably declare your company illegal." Snape said. 

"That's what I expect Cornelius Fudge to do. He is an incompetent man who is so drunk with the power his status provides that he's ready to do anything to keep that power. The ministry has lied to people so many times but if they mess with me now, I'll show them the power of mass media" Alexander answered. 

He then noticed the conflicted face of Dumbledore. 

"Albus my friend, I know that you are a good friend of Cornelius but you also know what kind of person he is. He is inept for handling the ministry. While what I am doing will create a new foundation for the magical world. Foundation based on truth. The government has no right to lie to its people. I don't ask you to choose a side, Albus. All I want you to do is to sit and watch how the situation unfolds and hopefully, you'll be able to judge correctly." Alexander said with firmness, looking straight into Dumbledore's eyes. 

"Heh... Okay, I'll wait and see how things turn out." Albus agreed. 

"Good, I'll check how the trio is doing. After all, there is a quidditch match coming soon. Snape, you should follow me," Alexander said and left the headmaster's office.

...

While in the empty hallway, Alexander talked with Snape.

"You are equally as responsible for harry as much as Dumbledore. You clung to the past and refused to notice the boy she left behind. Did you come up with any plan to mend your relationship?" He asked.

Snape looked down at the floor and said. "I don't know how to face him. I am sure he already hates me for being partially mean to him. What should I do?" 

"Haha... Love, Severus, love. Show him that you care about him. Tell him about his mother. Tell him the truth that you used to like her. I think Harry will forgive you. He is a small, insecure and abused child. All he needs is some love and care. Maybe you can start by gifting him a nimbus 2001. Start giving him extra personal lessons in potions, while doing that you can talk to him about his mother and stuff. Hell, use a pensive to show your happy memories with his mother," Alexander suggested. 

Snape nodded his head multiple times. 

"Very nice idea indeed... but I haven't heard about any nimbus 2001" he confusingly said. 

"Oh, it's the successor to Nimbus 2000. It'll be released 2 months from now in August. I can order one by tomorrow. You can probably give it to him through an owl and a personal letter." 

"Thank you, that would be very helpful," Snape thanked.

"Alright, goodnight and see you tomorrow" he waved his hand and left. 

...

While all this was happening, the forgotten reincarnated boy of the story, Edward Firestorm, was on a very dangerous mission given to him by Alexander. 

In the past 1 year, Alexander taught Edward all he could about runes, wards, charm etc. Edward was a reincarnated guy after all and all reincarnated people have extra powers, so he had a superior IQ than any other person. In time he was able to learn all Alexander taught.

Right now he was in Azkaban, his task was to somehow convey the news that traitor Peter Pettigrew was still alive to Sirius. Considering that Azkaban was filled with dementors, to protect him, they came up with an invisibility cloak which also hid someone's magical presence and mind. The prison fortress was located on an unknown island in the North Sea, so he taught Edward how to fly as apparation was not possible. 

Reaching the prison and entering it was the easiest thing but finding Sirius was not. He had to literally search cell by cell. 

After searching for a long time he finally found him. Sirus wore tattered clothes and looked malnourished. Edward quickly put down a Uniphone with video of Peter playing on loop. He also left a fake newspaper in which Peter was awarded the order of merlin as a hero. Then he quickly threw a healing potion on him and left. 

~Damn, that was so easy.~

...

The next day, the news about Voldemort's return and his defeat by Alexander was reported in the newspaper and T.V. The video was widely circulated over social media and video sharing platforms. The news media also did their part and glorified Alexander's role. 

The general populace was a bit afraid in the beginning but after seeing the video and how he defeated the supposed dark lord, they felt a bit at ease. The most shocking news that Voldemort was half-blood was very depressing for the remaining death eaters. 

Most of the smart witches and wizards had the means to confirm the names spoken in the video. Soon, people started to talk about it all over social media. Then came the announcement that Alexander would be giving a live interview the next day. 

Millions of wizards and magical intelligent creatures all around the world decided to tune in to watch the program the next day. 

Amidst all this, the ministry of magic was going crazy. Cornelius Fudge was yelling at anyone he could see. He had already given his interview to the Daily Prophet, refuting the video and claims that Voldemort was back. But to his surprise, the Daily Prophet showed his interview as someone trying to cover up and control the people with lies. The newspaper also questions all previous claims and decisions by the ministry. He was regretting ever selling it.

Guys from the news department were spread all around the world, even undercover in many ministries so the general public reaction to the video was compiled and shown on news broadcast. 

...

In a certain castle in Austrian alps. An old man locked in a small room looked at the Uni T.V. He was surprised that the magical world had come so far as to make something so advanced but after some days he found out who invented it. 

It was his short-term ally Alexander Maxim Universe. He was first surprised to see that the old guy was still alive but then felt relieved that there was still someone so strong alive. He didn't know how, but Alexander was able to send a Uni T.V. to him as a gift. The attached letter only said "Old boy must be bored"

Right now, he was looking at the new news. He was seriously surprised to see that the so-called Dark Lord Voldemort was still alive. But then he guessed how he was still alive which made him frown a bit. He himself once considered himself a dark lord and committed various atrocities but not once did he think about making a Horcrux. 

Back to the T.V.

[Random anchor: let's have a look at how the world is reacting to this new video and news.

Stranger 1: Well, I live in Japan and there is a long long distance between here and the U.K so I don't really care, but I hope that ugly face guy dies. 

Stranger 2: I felt like vomiting when I saw that ugly puss-filled face. Why would someone do that to themselves but again he's a dark lord so who knows if that's his fetish? Btw, I Love You, Mr. Universe.

Stranger 3: I can't believe that he's back. We are still recuperating from the last war you know and the ministry of magic is so disgusting. Even when the truth is in the front of their eyes they refuse to acknowledge it. I say, Cornelius Fudge should resign. I also hope that Mister Universe can quickly find this guy and kill him. We don't want another war. 

Stranger 4: I dream of you every night, please impregnate me mister Universe. Please Fuc...

Random anchor: So the public is taking this news very positively. People are starting to lose their faith from the ministry due to their recent actions... Wait, we just received breaking news that Sirius Black has escaped Azkaban. This is once more a huge slap on the face of the ministry of magic, showing their incompetence.]

"I wonder if I can break out of here... Meh, I am too old for that, I'd rather watch the cooking channel and the movies channel all day every day. Good luck Alex... Oh nice, Home alone 2 is on." The old man changed the channel while mumbling to himself.

...

Back at the Hogwarts castle, Harry received a strange parcel in his mail and a letter which would only open when he was alone. So he picked things up and went to a secluded area. 

He opened the letter and started reading it. 

"Harry James Potter, no matter how much I try I can not bring myself to not hate that middle name of yours as the owner of that name was the person who made my life a living hell in my school days. However, I want to apologize to you for being shallow-minded. I want to apologize to you for not being there when you were suffering in that muggle house. I treated you badly because you reminded me of your father while ignoring the fact that there was an image of Lily in you too. 

I really liked Lily since my childhood and I was devastated when I found out that she died while protecting you. Another reason why I treated you so badly. I have been foolish not to realize that Lily sacrificed herself because of love for you. Love that I never had or felt. But now, I have realized that I was wrong. Lily would not want me to keep on acting like this, especially with you. 

This small piece of paper is too small to tell you everything about your mother or to write my apology for my negligence but all I ask is for one chance. Please meet me in the potion classroom tomorrow after the quidditch. I wish you luck and please accept that gift. Think of it as a belated birthday gift. 

Severus Snape"

By the end of the letter, Harry had unknowingly shed some tears, and when he saw the name, in the end, he was shocked beyond belief. Still, he decided to keep everything to himself and meet professor Snape the next day. He wanted to know more about his parents and also get some answers.

Then his eyes fell on the long package. He slowly tore the wrapper and found a broom. He assessed it and found that it looked a bit similar to his nimbus 2000. He saw a small paper attached to it which said. "This is the new Nimbus 2001, it would release in the market in 2 months. All the best"

Harry's eyes widened in shock and excitement. He quickly forgot about the emotional storm that he just went through and took the broom outside to check it out. 

It was pretty normal for a 12 year old to get excited after getting his favorite toy. While Harry was flight testing it, he passed by the potions class window. Snape noticed the broom and Harry, which brought a rare happy smile on his face.

Alexander Maxim Universe, A kind old man, a war veteran, the most renowned scientist in the world.

After a life full of hardship Alexander finally completes his promise to his dead wife. He made a super-effective medicine for cancer. But his kindness was greeted with ugly politics and betrayal from his loved ones.

However, something different awaited him on the other side.

...

After his death, due to unknowingly saving the lives of billions of people, God adopted him as his son and gave him the job to purify the multiverse from sin. From that day onwards, Angels and demons called him the God's Advocate. 

"My son, enjoy yourself while working, okay!. I don't want you to get bored from your job like Jesus. Damn, I miss Jesus, why did I send him there" 

***Warning - No Harem, Extremely OP protagonist, more of a slice of life story.***
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[1st major world - Harry potter. Will not strictly follow the canon - Complete (Chapter 4-45)]

[2nd major world - Game of thrones - Complete (Chapter 47-105)]

[3rd major world - Marvel - Ongoing]

[4th major world - One Piece - Upcoming]
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Irene was sitting at her office desk looking at some documents when her office phone rang. It was her secretary.
- Miss Irene, the lawyer you were waiting is here.
- Send him in. Oh, and Miss Lena please tell everyone that we are gonna have a meeting in half an hour. Make sure everyone is in the conference room.
- Sure thing, Miss Irene. Anything else?
- Not at the moment. Thank you.

   A few moments after she ended her conversation with her secretary, Irene heard a knock on the door.
- Come in. She said as she got up from her chair and walked to the door to welcome the lawyer in.
- Good morning, Miss Irene. The lawyer said.
- Good morning, Mr. Hunter. Please take a sit. Do you want a coffee or tea?
- Tea will be fine. Thank you.
- Miss Lena, please bring a cup of tea to my office.
- Yes, Miss Irene.
- I guess you know everything Miss Irene.
- Indeed, I know. My fiance explained it to me. I know what to do. You just have to follow my lead Mr. Hunter. There is one thing that you need to know. My fiance's sister is working here as well. So, please be careful not to tell her who the real building owner is. 
- Don't worry Miss Irene. The secret is safe with me.
- Thank you. Now, it's time for us to go meet with the employees. Said Irene as she got up, took a folder from her desk and walked with the lawyer to the conference room.

   As they were about to reach the conference room, the lawyer was shocked at the fact that no sound or talking came out the conference room.
- Don't be to shocked Mr. Hunter. I told the employees not to speculate anything before letting them know the situation. Let's go inside.
- Good morning, everyone.
- Good morning, Miss Irene.
- I will get straight to the point. Irene said as she and the lawyer went to sit down at the table.
- First off all, the owner sold the company as he moved out to another country. He gave us two months to move our stuff from the company and finish editing and publishing the books we have left. Second off all, I arranged for everyone interviews to another company and in the envelopes in front of you are recommendation letters from me if you want to go to another company for interview.
- Sis, how come for me there isn't a recommendation letter? Asked Jack with a frown.
- You keep forgetting that at the company before being your sister I am your boss. So, if you don't want having the other eye black you better behave.
- But, sis... I mean Miss Irene. Even if you are the boss you can't act that way towards me.
- What ever I say it stays that way. I didn't gave you the recommendation letter or even arrange an interview for you because since you're too lazy and I want you to find a job on your own without my help. So, stop talking. You already ruined your image in front of everyone.
- Sis, please...
- Don't make me repeat myself. Miss Lena, any news from Bree?
- No, Miss Irene. Miss Bree still doesn't answer the phone.
- Keep trying.
- How come you only show concern for Bree? I'm your brother.
- Stop complaining. You're too full of yourself that you don't see when others care for you. Now. go outside. I had enough of you. And, don't slam the door as you get out.
- Okay, okay. Said Jack who stopped his track as soon as he heard the last line Irene said to him before leaving the conference room.
- Now, let's continue our meeting.

***

   Bree woke up late because of her "nightmare". It was 11 AM when she reached the office. As she went in she clashed together with someone. That someone was Jack. Seeing that the person Jack clashed in was Bree he took her by the hand and dragged her after him and went outside the building. He only stopped when they reached a park near by.
- If you don't let go of my hand this instant I'll make sure you'll have both eyes black.
Seeing that Jack doesn't show any reaction Bree really punched him with her free hand.
- Sis, why did you do that? 
- Bree how come you're here? Where is my sister? I thought it was her that hit me. Jack asked her as he recovered from his thoughts.
- Look around you. You were the one who brought me here. You better get your things straight. Said Bree as she turned around to go back to the office.
Seeing Bree leaving, he run after her, stopping in front of her saying:
- Bree, you've changed. You look more alluring. But I still like the old you. When are you going to cook for me again? I miss your food a lot. Look I got so skinny since I haven't eaten the food that you make anymore.
- What? Should I make you taste my punch again? You have your fiancee to cook for you. Leave me alone.
- You know that she doesn't know how to cook. She is trying, but her food doesn't taste like yours.
- That's not my problem.
- Bree, please...
- I can't believe you. You only care about the food I make. Did you ever thought about my feelings? This is the last time I'll tell you this: "I WILL NEVER COOK FOR YOU AGAIN!" Don't test my patience. You don't know me at all. You never tried to know me, the real me. I'm going back to the office. Don't try to follow me or you will meet with my punch again. As she finished saying that she turned around and left leaving Jack in a trance again.

***

   Bree didn't had a chance to relax since she got back to the office. The other girls asked her if she can cook for the last party they gonna have at this place. As she was about to refuse them, since she doesn't want Jack eat her food again, she heard chef Leo saying:
- How about I cook for you instead?
- Wow. Chef Leo that would be awesome. Screamed the girls together.
- Bree, you don't mind do you for chef Leo cook for us?
- No, of course not. I'm glad.
- Yes. Then is settled. Bree can you go with chef Leo to buy the ingredients for the food he wants to make since you know more than us? Asked one of the girls.
- Of course, she will come with me. You girls go and prepare the table for the party. Bree let's go. Chef Leo said as he grabbed her by the hand before changing her mind and went to the closest store to buy the necessary ingredients for the dishes he planned to do. As they walked back, chef Leo felt that Bree squeezed his hand hard making him stop. He then turned to face her, put the grocery bags down and hugged her saying:
- Bree, I know that you're hurt right now, but can you consider the fact about coming with me to Italy? I know it's to soon, and you don't know me, but I would like a chance with you. For you I'm willing to show my bare face without the mask to the whole world. I love you.
- Chef Leo, thank you for loving me. But I can't come with you. I don't want to hurt you. I still love him and I tried to forget him by spending time with you, but is no use, I still can't forget about him.
- Baby I know. But I won't give up on you. Said chef Leo before kissing her on the lips. Since it might be the last kiss between them he put all his feeling in it, deepening the kiss. He didn't care if the people on the street were looking at them, he wanted to make this moment be stored deep inside his memory. As they both were left breathless, they broke the kiss and without taking their eyes from each other, both of them began laughing seeing that the people around them were looking at them as they were watching a romantic movie at the cinema. So, they took their grocery bags and run to the office where the girls were expecting them not knowing what took them so long to come back...

Bree is crazy about food. She is ready to create the perfect love recipe. Add to that an italian chef, a french girl, a mysterious playboy uncle who hides in the shadows as a final touch to make the recipe better. But there are secrets that can change the whole recipe concept and everyone wear a mask of their own.

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

After watching three consecutive series of Matrix one time, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he should have a very magical ability that has not been discovered, like "Neo", which is "the one". One day there will be a mysterious man to explore his ability, he will have a great transformation under the burning eyes of people around him... And do some earth-shattering things.

But his Chinese teacher criticized the class with his forward-looking style, looking directly at the last few rows of students of the classroom who were napping. He did even use his split vision to glance at Lu Mingfei who sat in the corner, so Lu Mingfei can only shrink his head and give up to explain his own journey mentally.

No one discussed the great idea with him; he had to hammer out the details himself. By the time Lu Mingfei was in his third year of high school, the fantasy had been set. When the school did the Spring Festival Gala, the piano level ten beauty Liu Miaomiao played the piano on the stage, and all his male classmates in black suits were dancing around the piano. At that time, Lu Mingfei sat in a forgotten corner, imagining, thinking of there might appear a helicopter from the sky to pick him up then a group of black sunglasses men like CIA agents in movies will walk in the hall. They will say Mr. Lu Mingfei, it's not the time to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The Organization is calling you. They will give Lu Mingfei a black military uniform and long windbreaker, surrounding him with the focus of all his classmates. Outside the hall, there would be a black helicopter roaring by the huge rotor, like knives cutting face. At that time, the little piano beauty Liu Miaomiao and all the dancing boys would stop and stare at the figure of Lu Mingfei.

The point of this story is not how he will save the world, but the other's sight staring at his figure. 

Super cool!

Actually, Lu Mingfei understood that this illusion is just killing his time. But he could find no merit in himself to be proud of. For him, the future should be to go to an unknown university, fall in love with a normal girl, find a job and rent a house, maybe his parents will urge him to get married occasionally when they think of him, then he will get married, have a child and work every day.

With this letter from America, his stagnant life was about to change. But in this family meeting, he felt like an outsider, huddled in a corner of the sofa with his hands firmly on his knees, and the living room was filled with echo of endless chatter of Aunt, Uncle and Lu Mingze.

He got up and walked out of the living room. No one noticed the main character's departure at all, and the remaining three were still debating the authenticity of the interview notice. Aunt and Lu Mingze were quite upset. If this letter is true, it's a stroke of rarely dumb luck that fallen on Lu Mingfei. Aunt was not used to despondent Lu Mingfei's suddenly brightened up. How could her own son come over him in the future?

Lu Mingfei returned to his room and connected to the QQ, staring at the girl's icon wearing a baseball cap. The icon was gray, means offline or invisible. Anyway, there's no message. Lu Mingfei looked at the wall clock, he left the message 18 years before, asked if Chen Wenwen wants to participate in the activity of Literary Club tomorrow evening.

Chen Wenwen does not actually wear a baseball cap. She has a long soft straight hair, very beautiful, so there's no need to cover herself with baseball cap. Lu Mingfei knew Chen Wenwen on the day he entered the school. She was sent by a Passat in a low profile, wearing a white cotton skirt and a pair of white socks with lace and a "Hello Kitty" hairpin on her long hair. The hottest girl in Lu Mingfei's class should be "Little Fairy" Su Xiaoqiang, Su was sent to school with a Mercedes S500 with DKNY. Pride filled her eyes. She waved to say goodbye to her rich father, and took a look at the new boys in the class while hoping they could back with admiring sight. But the boys stared at the corner by the window. When Chen Wenwen had finished the school entering procedure, she sat on the bench with a copy of Duras's L'amant in her hand. The sun shone on her cotton dress and skin, and everything seemed transparent.

"Little Fairy" had kept her proud for 15 years. She was defeated by a little artistic girl on the first day of high school, thus she's filled with dissatisfaction. Unluckily, there was a "blind" boy standing beside her, pointing at Chen Wenwen and whispering to "Little Fairy": "That should our class belle."

Have ever "Little Fairy" been subjected by bullying like this? She stepped on the boy's foot hard and turned to go.

That boy is Lu Mingfei.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is a very frank person. He thought Chen Wenwen was more beautiful than "Little Fairy", then he said so and causes "Little Fairy" 's aversion for three years. At that time there were seven or eight boys around Chen Wenwen. Each of them thought so, but others know the truth of "Silent appreciation". Later, these people formed a literary club. The core of the literary club was Chen Wenwen, who took part in weekly activities to read some cold and sad European and American literary works and wrote the feelings after reading them to the Chinese teacher for correction. According to Uncle, what he read were all written by "white women of the middle class", and he did not understand why Lu Mingfei was a member of the literary club.

To Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen is the first female idol in his life and sets up image of an appropriate good girl for him. At the age of 15, Lu Mingfei felt that the greatest happiness in the world was to marry Chen Wenwen. Lu MingFei feels there is little hope because he was invited by Chen Wenwen to join the literary club. President Chen Wenwen had invited two members, one is Lu MingFei, another is "Little Fairy" 's love Zhao Menghua. It's easy to describe Zhao Menghua, he is most likely to be "The Second Chu Zihang" in school.

Zhao Menghua was also applying to go abroad without any offer yet, but this confused Cassel College sent the interview notice to Lu Mingfei.

"Wanna have a play?" A big cat's icon was jumping up with the ID "Nuo Nuo". Lu Mingfei did not remember when he added this person, but he never refused the invitation of others: there are very few people adding him.

"Fine." Lu Mingfei answered casually.

Lu Mingfei was still using TrackPoint operation, he had something in mind lazily. Besides, "Nuo Nuo" sounds like a name for a girl, those tough hands in the channel should be all kinds of uncles. But soon, Lu Mingfei found that the opponent is both fierce and cunning. He was distracted by the moment, then his exploring Drone was ambushed by the other side with two Zerglings. Loss of a Drone is not a big deal, but the clever little trap let Lu Mingfei alerted up. He strengthened the defence of his base, while produced six Zerglings to patrol around. This saved his life, he was aware of a team of invasion Zerglings in the very first moment, so the Zergling team can only immediately retreat without an opportunity to attack.

Lu Mingfei can't neglect the opponent anymore, he connected his mouse.

The formal battle had just begun. Both sides had updated their arms from Zergling to Hydralisk, and sent Mutalisks coincidently with Hydralisks attacking at the same time to generate a double line attack. When the queen appeared, the fight between the two sides has been heated up. Both two sides had four bases, mixing armies launched a fierce fight in the central, and plasma were splashing on the battlefield. Lu MingFei had sweat on his forehead, clicking his keyboard as if playing the piano. He estimated that the other one is not easy: They are competing on micro-operation at almost professional level. For the first time, Lu Ming encountered such a strong opponent and decided to take the risk of updating the main base to level 3 to produce the combo of Devourer, Guardian and Ultralisk. This is a fundamental strategic transformation, if the other side has some slightest hesitation and stops attack, Lu Mingfei can win the game doubtless.

The progress bar was advancing slowly, Lu Mingfei's heart was beating accelerated with sweating palms. He bluffed and made a group of Hydralisk and three more Lurkers. If the opponent thought Lu Mingfei is setting a large group of the army, then she's made a fool of herself. This is all what Lu Mingfei had right now, and he costed all the resources on updating.

Soon, the upgrade will be completed, and the combo will be able to take over enemy bases one by one as soon as they leave the field.

Lu Mingfei felt the dawn of victory.

"You're updating your base to level three." A line of words appeared at the bottom of the screen.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"You can concede, I have four teams of Hydralisk and four teams of dogs, all second level." Nuo went on typing.

The progress bar was about to come to an end, but Lu Mingfei can only type "GG". While Nuo Nuo was typing she shared the vision. Outside Lu Mingfei's base, Nuo Nuo's soldiers pressed the border, once they attack, a crushing victory will come.

Lu Mingfei quitted the game and switched back to the QQ interface, said to Nuo Nuo, "Admire!"

Nuo Nuo did not answer and left an expression of grin, then she went offline.

Lu Mingfei, for the first time in his life, felt that he was seen through by someone, like his closest friend. After many years of separation, he came back to find him. He sat there for a moment, clicking through to see Nuo Nuo's profile, but it was a blank. He searched his memory, convinced that he had never known such a great StarCraft girl player.

The head picture of Chen Wenwen was bouncing in the list, it's gray however. It means Chen Wenwen went online but had left.

"Go, see you the day after tomorrow." This's the message Chen Wenwen left for him.

He waited for almost nineteen hours, and all he saw were these seven words. But his low mood suddenly seems to be evaporated. He jumped into bed with a whistle, wriggle his waist, and forgot about the loss on StarCraft at all.

Lu Mingze walked into his bedroom and looked up and down at his cousin, said impatiently, "My parents called that Guderian professor, said the day after tomorrow to the Regent Hotel to have the interview, they let you be prepared."

The next night.

"Hey, Old Tang, do you know what questions American college interviews ask?" Lu Mingfei was typing in QQ.

"What? Did you get an interview?" Old Tang's panda head icon was kept jumping.

Old Tang is the only person Lu Mingfei could think of and the only person who can help. Old Tang, an American Chinese, living in New York. Probably he has the family name of Tang, everyone called him Old Tang even he's not old. It is said that Old Tang grew up in the United States, so he can't speak Chinese very neatly, but it is ok to type on the Internet. Old Tang has no problem except feeling too good about himself at times. His life goal is to be an Indiana Jones.

"Well, tomorrow morning is the interview, but I searched the Internet for a long time and found nothing about what will interview ask about." Lu Mingfei answered honestly.

"Well... The interview questions can be different for universities. For example, New York University and Harvard University are completely different."

"Do you know Harvard or New York then?"

"Didn't I tell you that I went to society to work after high school?" Old Tang posted a frustrated panda face on the screen.

"This 'went into the society' shows your Chinese progress is obvious!"

"Come on, let's do the video call, I'll give you guidance on pronunciation." Old Tang said.

Lu Mingfei took a look at the bed and sleeping Lu Mingze, hesitated, "Then you should low your voice down, my cousin is sleeping."

"No problem."

Video voice then rang two times and got connected. A funny looking guy with drooping eyebrows waved his hand with the voice like thunder, "Hey! Dude!"

Lu Mingfei was so scared that he almost jumped over and ate the speaker.

"Be Quiet! Lower your voice!" Lu Mingfei waved his hand to Old Tang while unplugging the speaker line and switched to his headset.

"What's the big deal?" Old Tang muttered. "The house I rent is near the railway. It's noisy. Where are you? Being so careful?"

"I live with my aunt and uncle." Lu Mingfei whispered.

"Oh, oh." Old tang nodded, lowered his voice and spoke in sloppy Chinese. "So you can move out if you pass the interview? I'll definitely help you!"

"Old Tang, you're such a good dude." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs-up.

"As the first place in the StarCraft channel, it will be really stingy if I don't help the second place." Old Tang said, "Ha-ha!"

For a moment Lu Mingfei was a little touched and became more confident in tomorrow's interview. He wandered all day and spent the afternoon on the roof looking at the setting sun. No one can tell him what an American college interview is like. The other interviewees are probably correcting their pronunciation word by word under the guidance of a tutor or parents? But Lu Mingfei found no one to help him. He searched for a long time and saw Old Tang was online, so he went to try. He doesn't know Old Tang very well either.

But, in the corner that he does not think of, there's still a person to be able to help him as his brother.

Loyalty, this is loyalty!

"It is said that I am also a person whose parents were dead," Old Tang continued to sigh. "You know, it is not easy to get along here in America, especially for single people like us. Fortunately, I can get social relief... "

"What are you talking about! Why you're saying also? My father and mother are just working outside!" Lu Mingfei spat at him.

"Oh, oh, soorry, I got the wrong meaning." Old Tang bowed his hands repeatedly in the window.

"Please dude, can you stop using your weird Chinese! What's soorry? Sorry, okay? Isn't it time for us to do some accent coaching?" Lu Mingfei felt quite discouraged.

"Hum, right, I'll have some play after teaching, quick! Start now!" Old Tang cleared his throat, "This is the most common opening question used in the interview: Why did you apply for this college, please give me a reason?"

"But I didn't apply... "

"Come on! Don't talk nonsense, practice with me! Brother, I am responsible for your life! The great faculty is the key reason, and your college has very good researching atmosphere..."

" The great faculty is the key reason, and your college has very good researching atmosphere..." Lu Mingfei followed Old Tang to practice.

As the night went on, all was still in the little southern town. Street lamps lit up the empty streets, and most of the lights in the buildings went out, leaving only the windows of several sleepless families. In one of the windows, a boy repeated some sentences again and again with his unclear pronunciation, cramming; while another guy thousand miles away was eating yogurt and shouting "No, No, No!" to his every wrong pronunciation.

Lu Mingze turned his eyes, glanced at Lu Mingfei and snorted impatiently. He then muffled his ears and rolled over.

In the third morning, Regent hotel.

This is the most luxurious chain hotel in the city, a five-star hotel. Lu Mingfei knew this hotel because Uncle likes to drink tea here in the lobby and chat with friends, while letting the waiter refill the strong tea into boiling water. It is not expensive, but can make him have a sense of superiority to enjoy the world's top service.

Lu Mingfei had not entered the glass door of the hotel and was staring around with a pair of red eyes which had been burning all night.

This hotel is fu**ing luxurious! American schools are fu**ing rich!" Lu Mingfei praised in his heart.

He was sitting outside the executive room, which had 17 chairs for each of the 17 interviewers. No one asked them to show any identification, and when Lu Mingfei stepped gingerly into the hotel's front door, a waiter smiled and said, "Are you the student who comes to Cassel College for the interview? Follow me to the executive floor, please." He was then brought into the room by a pretty sister in a dress and ten-centimetre heels to meet his acquaintances.

Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, Zhao Menghua, Liu Miaomiao, were all here. There were others he had seen but could not name, others came from his school, and others he had never seen before.

"Lu Mingfei?" Everyone who knew him made such a surprised sound as if his presence on the occasion were very strange.

Lu Mingfei had to wave the letter in his hand and grinned. "I'm here for the... "He gulped." interview."

Then he sat down on the last chair gloomy with a form and a pencil with names and ages and all that. Lu Mingfei filled in while his eyes flew around.

The situation looked terrible. Everyone enemy was well prepared. Needless to say, Zhao Menghua's tutor is an American, Su Xiaoqiang pronunciation lived in the USA for a year. Even Chen Wenwen didn't dress casually. She wore a blue skirt with white lace socks and a white scarf, and she changed her hairpin to a pearl oyster, like the British nobles' uniform on television.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and sighed.

"Well dressed." After losing interest in comparing strength, he turned to look at Chen Wenwen.

The waiter brought tea, croissant and a cup of hot milk, Lu Mingfei ate bread and drank hot milk. After solving the problem of hunger he kept looking at Chen Wenwen. A moment later, a thought occurred to him... Perhaps he's enough lucky to pass the exam, and he can go abroad to study together with Chen Wenwen?

He looked up at the roof and suddenly gave a dumb laugh that startled everyone around him.

"Lu Mingfei, don't make a sound. The examiner is coming. Inside the room." Chen Wenwen covered her mouth and whispered to him, pointing to the inner conference room.

"Are you ready? Lu Mingfei smiled and interrupted. This is nonsense talk, he just wanted Chen Wenwen to speak.

"I'm not sure," Chen Wenwen said, looking at Su Xiaoqiang and Zhao Menghua, lowering her eyes despondently. "My speaking skill is not as good as theirs... "

"You'll be all right! I think your spoken English is pretty... "Said Lu Mingfei.

(Note: This is a Chinese translate novel)

When Lu Mingfei was applying for a foreign university, he received an invitation letter from Cassel College, a private university in the outer suburbs of Chicago. Under the call of mystery, under the choice of love and dream, he resolutely chose the unknown future. Black helicopters flew across the sky, the gate of a strange country was slowly opened to him: The door of becoming a dragon slayer.

Another name for this novel is:
Dragon's Raja

Right now, Xiye who was inside the hall was extremely nervous, but the fresh graduates outside the hall were even more nervous. To students like them, the nervousness they were feeling now was not in any way less inferior to back then when they were waiting for their schools' admission notices.
But those who came here to the talent market to seek a job, the majority of them were core descendants of their clans, including a few from humble families. To the latter, their families couldn't provide them with resources, so they could only depend on themselves. Hence, the first job listed in their resume would be relatively important.
Could they match their learning in school to the jobs? Could they gain valuable experience? Could they have a satisfactory pay? Could they also have some rare encounters and surpassed those geniuses in their own clans and families?
The cosmos was infinitely vast. Thus, everything was possible, but the prerequisite was that you had to follow a good boss. For contracts with heavenly deities, the duration was at least ten years. There were even some harsher deities who directly set the duration as a hundred years. Once one made a mistake in choice, they would waste a large amount of valuable time. If they couldn't accumulate enough funds within the limited time to upgrade their life-grades, it's very possible for them to be fourth or fifth-grade trash forever in their lifetime.
As the customer service officer's voice rang out, opening the fair for entry, all the jobseekers heaved a sigh of relief. They were filled with anticipation and nervousness as they slowly walked into the fair.
The first zone, where the grand overlords were, was the target for the vast majority of the fresh graduates. The ones seated here were mostly from the blue-eyed Camille Race!
As half-machinery lifeforms successfully modified by Hicks technology in the ancient eras, those from the Camille Race might be cold and unfriendly, but they were the favorite candidates to use for interviewing people. The security authorities of the various powers also loved to employ this bunch of cold and unfeeling people modified by Hicks Technology.
Other than magic, in jobs such as pronouncing judgment, interviewing others, and big data testing, the Camille Race was very popular and well-liked by the various grand overlords. However, the grand overlords might like them, but the jobseekers hate them.
These blue-eyed fellows all had expressionless faces and could infer what you were thinking from your slightest movements and continued to drill you. They could also analyze your personality, potential, and the flaws you wished to conceal through your micro-expression.
When facing this bunch of cold machines, you would have the feeling of being completely seen through in just a two minutes interview session. The majority of confident fresh graduates would instantly end up questioning their lives after the interview ended.
It was unknown whether this was arranged for intentionally by the recruitment fair, but after suffering the impact from the Hicks people, the fresh graduates from top academies found it more accepting when they finally entered the second zone and were faced with harsh conditions such as a monthly salary of only $700. 
When he saw this scene, Xiye couldn't help but sigh. The general situation was already fixed. Damn, how should he secretly lower the pay he quoted on his pricing list to $700?
"That…" Just when Xiye was stealthily thinking of ways to amend the pricing list, a clear voice suddenly rang out.
"Hi, can I ask if you are hiring elf instructors here?"
Xiye inclined his head and saw a pair of resplendent star-like eyes. His heart pounded. "Starlight elves?"
From the halo, it should be at the very least the third-grade, right? Such a good employee was actually not snatched away by some other overlords? Were the other employers blind?
"This...this...I see that there's this type of job on your posting…" When she saw Xiye staring at her and not speaking a word, in addition to Xiye wearing such a thick helmet, she felt a great sense of pressure. She twiddled her fingers and the way she hesitated when she spoke showed a sign of wanting to back off.
But how could he let such a fat duck go? Xiye suppressed the agitation in his heart and tried his best to calm his voice, passing over an application form. "You can fill in the application form first."
"Oh, alright!" That female elf's eyes brightened when she saw that Xiye replied. She took the form and immediately began to fill in her information.
Xiye narrowed his eyes. Her writing was very beautiful in the standard writing form of the Federation. There were no intentional signs of elvish cursive to show off her calligraphy. Her attitude was very proper.
(Very rarely seen…)
"Fill...it is filled up…" Not even ten seconds had passed and the other party had completed the information form. She respectfully handed the form back with both hands. Xiye nodded and took the form as he carefully looked.
Name: Wilin Starspeak. Age: 79 years. Race: Starlight Elves. Graduated school: Tyland Starlight Priest College - Department of Life. Studied for 30 years, obtained a bachelor's degree in the studies of Life and the title of a Priestess.
Specialized skill: Proficient in the four scrolls of Life Sacrificial Song. Respectively, each of them is cultivated to the third-grade standard. Familiarity with all forty-one guiding techniques of the elven kind: elementary grade.
After Xiye read everything, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Your surname is Starspeak. Do you originate from that Starspeak Clan?"
The girl awkwardly lowered her head. "Just from a side branch. My parents are ordinary seventh-grade teachers, and I'm just benefiting from the name of the clan."
This girl was from the Starspeak Clan?
Xiye sucked in a breath. The Starspeak Clan was a first-tier noble clan in the Cosmos. They had already existed before the Cosmos Federation was established and in comparison, the Aldia Clan he was from wasn't even worth a fart.
Although she was from a side branch, he could tell just from her name that her genes wouldn't be too inferior. Elf genes were very rare, and he actually encountered one from a noble clan here. She also graduated from a first-class priest college. If he nurtured her well, she might even become a high priestess.
(Such a good seedling actually fell into my hand? Damn, are those fools in the front blind?)
When he thought about this point, Xiye asked a question, "Your qualifications are very good, why don't you try and apply in the first zone?"
"Those...those people are too harsh when they question me and the wages...is simply too low." The girl lowered her head and spoke weakly, "I wish to start working earlier and earn some money."
"Her personality is too introverted…" Xiye instantly saw the problem, but he didn't care about it. What he wanted to hire was an instructor, not a warrior. As long as her professionalism was enough, it would do. As for her being too introverted, this was something that she could slowly improve on in the future. That, when compared to her qualifications, this little flaw was simply insignificant.
"Do you have a recommendation letter from a reputable instructor?" Xiye asked.
"Yes!" The girl hurriedly took out a beautifully designed letter from her bag.
The letter was manufactured from moon paper, with a design and style unique to elves. This was in line with their high standards and taste for artistry. Xiye opened the letter, and there were only a few simple words on it.
"This is an introverted child, but other than her nature, she is definitely an elf priestess that meets the standard. Among the students I have taught, she can be considered one of the excellent ones. Believe me, nurturing this child definitely wouldn't cause you to be disappointed!"
Tyland Starlight Priest College - Branch Court of the Department of Life - Merlin Windspeaker
Merlin Windspeaker! Xiye was stunned. Even he who was an amateur had heard of the great name of this professor before. Many life music symphonies she wrote were included in the mainstream teaching materials as teaching examples.
She was a golden egg!
Xiye's eyes glowed even brighter. He endured his agitation and did his best to calm his voice, maintaining the dignified look and solemn attitude of an overlord. "Mn, not bad. Your qualifications are excellent and I do lack elf instructors. If you are willing, I can provide you with a starting salary of $15,000, and the period of your internship will be half a year. After I confirm that you have the ability to work, you will be converted to a full-time instructor, and I will give you a salary you will be satisfied with. I will also provide housing funds and buy you a fifth-grade insurance!"
"$15,000?" The little lady's eyes turned bright. Such a high salary was truly very tempting for fresh graduates. Earlier, in the first zone, she saw many fresh graduates being extremely excited with $2,000 monthly pay. Could she be considered to have ascended to the heavens in a single step?
Just when she was preparing to nod, a strange voice suddenly rang out from next door, "Little lady, you better choose carefully. For somethings, you cannot look at the surface!"
These words caused the little elf who was preparing to sign the contract to tremble. Xiye's eyes flashed with a hint of gloominess.
Ever since this lady had entered his area, he had felt that his neighbor's mental energy had been probing here frequently. At that time, he had known that this fellow was up to no good.
This fellow...he still acted the part of a caring senior earlier and spoke to him. In the blink of an eye, he completely changed his attitude and wanted to compete against him. What a sinister society...


Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


A muscular Orc secretary in office lady clothing walked in big strides as he carried two cups of bloody chrysanthemum tea. He placed the teacups on the table and nodded to Andrew and the Gnome reporter before leaving the office. 
"Dungeon Lord Andrew, thank you for your hospitality. I'm here to conduct a special interview."
The Gnome reporter was wearing large black-framed spectacles. He adjusted his spectacles and spoke politely.
"Of course, as the Winterfell Dungeon Lord, I'm honored to be interviewed by the media. You can ask whatever questions you want."
Andrew was gloating inside. Finally, a reporter came to interview him. He was going to be in the headlines tomorrow. He had already thought of a title for the newspaper—"Dungeon Lord Andrew, a good Dungeon Lord who cares for his residents". 
This represented his intention and achievements. The most important thing was that it told the truth.
"The first question is, what does Dungeon Lord Andrew think about Lord Sherlock, who is highly praised by everybody?" the Gnome reporter asked.
"Er, from an objective viewpoint, Lord Sherlock is a pretty good Devil Lord. From what I know, he has a Dungeon with 2,000 servants. As a new Dungeon Lord, it's a good achievement. As for Winterfell, we have a million residents in the Dungeon. As a Dungeon Lord, I have already planned in detail…" 
Just as Andrew was going to expound the details of his "Let Winterfell be great again" plan, he was interrupted by the reporter.
"Apologies, Dungeon Lord Andrew, my time is limited. I have to interview Lord Sherlock next. Please do not deviate from my questions. Is that alright?"
"Ah?"
"Good, next question, is Lord Sherlock…"
"Pom!"
The door was pushed open, and an Orc rushed in nervously and said, "Lord Andrew! Bad news!"
The Orc didn't stop because of the reporter. He shouted, "Dungeon Lord Andrew! An Orc village was attacked by Ogres! Lord Sherlock is fighting the Ogres with his brave warriors!"
"What!"
Andrew stood up immediately. The eyes of the reporter lit up, and he indicated his intention to leave. He was going to obtain the Orc village's location from the Orc later. 
Seeing the leaving back view of the reporter, Andrew raised his hand slightly…
"Come and pay me a visit next time," Andrew smiled and said to the reporter.
The Gnome nodded politely and hurried out.
Andrew looked grave. He turned to look at the agitated Orc and asked, "Which department is that? From where did you receive the news?"
"Dungeon Lord, it's the Publicity Department!"
The Orc said excitedly, "I just received an anonymous letter. After checking it, an Orc did come to Winterfell to request aid." 
"Let me take a look at the letter," Andrew extended his hand and said.
The Orc handed the letter to Andrew, who examined it. Then Andrew said, "Thank you for contributing to Winterfell. You may leave."
"Dungeon Lord, it's what I should be doing!" the Orc shouted excitedly before leaving.
Andrew threw a punch in the air. He gritted his teeth and finished the bloody chrysanthemum tea in one gulp. He was full of jealousy.
Why did Lord Sherlock help those Orcs? Why did his green-skinned creatures defeat the Ogres easily? Did Sherlock discover his plan and Michelangelo's relic? Did the Ogres divulge the secret?
That was despicable! Why was Sherlock so lucky?
Andrew wasn't resigned to fate, but he couldn't do anything. He wouldn't give up Michelangelo's relic. However, Winterfell already knew about the attack on the Orc village. He couldn't stand by and do nothing.
Though the situation was out of his expectation, Michelangelo's secret wouldn't be revealed to the public. He could make use of the Merchant Alliance's power to pretend to help the Orcs and restrain Sherlock at the same time. This was a feasible plan!
Who was the sender of the anonymous letter?
Was it Lord Sherlock?
…
"Report? No, no, no. Why would I report on myself? I mean, I wouldn't send out an anonymous letter. I'm indeed compassionate and will help the Orcs. I'm currently at the Orc village. It's no longer an urgent matter. I don't think it's necessary to publish it in the papers.
"What? Must you report on this good deed? No, no, it's nothing special!
"What? You're feeling the desire to join us against the Ogres? Aiya, I know you detest Ogres, but going into battle is precarious. I don't think it's suitable for you.
"Don't report it. Please don't report it. Eh? Please listen to me…"
After his futile attempts, Sherlock sent the Gnome reporter off to the Adventurer's Guild.
Then he went into deep thought.
"Is this Andrew's conspiracy? Or is some other creature helping Andrew?" Bru asked.
"Lord Sherlock, there must be a conspiracy!"
"I know, something's not right. The anonymous letter isn't from us. I don't think Andrew is putting on a show either, as he wouldn't take the risk."
Sherlock sighed and said, "Ai, we have already occupied the Orc village, and such a thing has to happen. Let the gamers inform Brainiac and see if they can transport Michelangelo's relic away."
"I understand, Lord Sherlock. I'll give the orders to the gamers," Bru said.
…
Transport away?
Brainiac looked at the huge chest in the pit and at the huge statue of a Devil beside the chest. He lowered his head and pondered.
"How can we transport such a large item?" 
The gamer before Brainiac was very excited. He received his reward and immediately returned to the battlefield.
The fighting spirit of the green-skinned creatures was extraordinary.


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

As detective Looker drove, we passed by the laboratory in Silver Heart City. The Laboratory looked like an abandoned spaceship. Nothing was left but the bodies of innocent people and my parents. Something crossed my mind. I saw a circular cage, two of them to be exact. Does that have something to do with the Pokemon that destroyed the lab? I thought Pokemons were friendly, I guess not all of them are. 

We finally arrived at Citrus town, one of the largest towns of this region. The orphanage looked like a prison, thick walls, built with thick bricks. 

"We're here" said Looker.

He was so kind to help me bring down my things. The first time I stepped inside the orphanage, everything looked peaceful and happy.  I see kids playing with their Pokemon. Teachers and professors were there too. I thought this would be a prison. Well it seems to me that this orphanage is 3 in 1. It is an orphanage, a school, and a playground. 

"Sit down here while I talk to the cashier"

"Oh Detective Looker, another child to be adopted I presume?" asked the cashier.

"Yes, his name is Kalem. His parents died from the incident, just like the other children."

"Oh my, another one?"

"Yes, and there are more kids we have to visit today."

While they were talking, I looked at the kids about my age. They were playing with their Pokemon, even Riolu wanted to join in the fun.

"Alright, I'll interview the kid then he can have his room."

"Kalem!" detective Looker called.

"This is Natallie, the cashier lady of the orphanage,"

"Please come with me Kalem," said Natallie.

"You'll be interviewed, then you can have your room, from here on out, You'll live with them, be a good and diligent kid alright."

"I got it, detective looker, thanks for everything*

"Your welcome kid, make new friends, I'll be going."

Detective Looker left, and I followed Natallie to a room. There was a table in front. We sat at the opposite of each other, and she began to interview me.


"Good morning Kalem and Riolu. My name is Natallie, I'll be asking a few questions."

The interview was quick and easy. She gave me a key for my room, room number 496 would be my house and room from now on. 

"Clean up, and go to the dining hall afterward for lunch" said Natallie.

She noticed me looking sad, and said "Cheer up Kalem, you'll meet new friends!"

And then, she left. My things were brought up by one of the guards, and there I noticed the box. I opened the box, and found a letter. It was a letter from Mom and Dad.

"Dear Kalem, I know today you'll be leaving and setting out in your own adventure. We wish you luck! Don't forget to call us all the time. Here's a gift for you and Riolu, its a PokeTrans gem. Its a gem me and your father made which can translate the words of a Pokemon. It worked with our Pokemon, and it will surely work with you and Riolu. Love Mom and Dad"

The letter made me sob again. I remembered my dream, my crushed and ruined dream. Then I continued to read the letter.

"I'm sorry, but we would not be able to return and see you personally Kalem. So I asked Jay to deliver this gift to you"

Jay is one of my parent's colleagues, but he never came. It could be because of the explosion. But if mom and dad wrote this letter before the explosion, why would they say that they wouldn't see me? I read on.

"We're sorry son. We're sorry that we will not be able to say goodbye to you before you leave. Mom and dad are working on something that will save the world."

Mom and dad was sure up to something, but like what Detective Looker said, "Do not lean on the past"

I tied the gem into Riolu's neck, and mine then I spoke. "Rioulu can you understand me?"

"K... Kalem?" said Riolu.

"I can understand you!"
"Me... Me too Kalem!" said Riolu
From that day on, we understood each other more often, and became even closer than before. 

When I stood up to clean Riolu and myself, I heard that voice again, calling my name over and over. "Kalem... Kalem..."

I got scared, Riolu can hear the voice as well, We thought it was nothing. That it was just ordinary for people who lost their parents, or loved ones to experience such things. So me and Riolu ignored it, and moved on. 


Their bathroom was so amazing! It had a bathtub and a double sink. I remembered the time my mother used to bathe me in our bathtub. I and Riolu always loved to play with water in the bathtub and this time was no different. We played and splashed water everywhere, then someone knocked on my door.

"Hurry Kalem, the headmaster and the other orphans are waiting for you"

and just like that, Natallie left...

"Kalem we must hurry" said Riolu.

"Alright, you go get the towels, I'll clean the messed we did," I said rushingly. 


It was like we were being late for work. Both of us were rushing, I cleaned the water we splashed, and Riolu gave me the towels.


"Hmmm, which clothes should I wear?" I said to myself.


I remembered what mother used to say, "Always wear the attire which fits the event." Riolu had to be dressed up as well, but I trust Riolu that he can choose the perfect attire. Dad would always buy Riolu new clothes when he comes home.


We rushed outside the room, running to the so-called dining hall but we couldn't find it. We kept looking and looking, but there was none in sight. So I decided to ask the people around me, for some help. 

"Excuse me, do you know where the dining hall is?"

....


They didn't reply to me nor notice me. They just looked and went on with their business, like I was invisible. I was starting to think, that the kids here aren't friendly, I started to think that in order to be noticed, in order to have attention, you must be famous. That is what I thought until I met Glade.

I am Kalem, I had a common dream, a dream to become a Pokemon master, a dream to travel and adventure out through different regions. But that dream was crushed and destroyed... After hearing the news about the death of my parents, I started to lose interest on becoming a Pokemon Master.

I was adopted by an orphanage, there I met two persons who would soon become my best friend. Them, together with the headmaster helped restored my dream to become a Pokemon Master, and that was when I knew that my Parents were alive.

So me, together with my two friends travelled across the land finding clues and mysteries about my parents. As I travelled to seek for my parents, me and my friends saw something we would never forget...

A prophecy, a prophecy that was about to be full filled, that prophecy had something to do with my parents.

Gun-Ho was driving on a highway; he was heading home after the meeting with the elementary school teacher, which was set up by his sister. He was feeling depressed after meeting with the lady. Gun-Ho was passing by Seohae Bridge when he received a call from his sister.
"How was it? Did you like her? She is a bit short, but she seems to be really smart."
"I don't think she is a good match for me."
"Why not? I really like her."
"Just know that I am not attracted to her. I am hanging up the phone now."
Gun-Ho hung up the phone when his sister was about to say something.
Gun-Ho received a call from his mother a few minutes later.
"How did the meeting go? Your sister told me the girl looked smart."
"Yes, mom. She looked smart, but I don't think I would meet with her again."
"Don't be too picky, son. There is no perfect girl. People say the first girl you meet with is the best girl for you."
"No, mom. I won't meet with her again."
"Your dad and I are desperate for your marriage. Your dad is expecting that you will marry a school teacher."
"I marry a person, not a teacher, mom."
"It would be really nice if you marry a person who is a school teacher."
"I'm not marrying the school teacher I just met. She probably would agree with me. I am driving right now. I will talk to you later, mom."
"Gun-Ho."
Gun-Ho hung up the phone before his mother could say anything more.
Gun-Ho let out a deep sigh while holding the steering wheel.
 
GH Mobile placed a job posting on the WorkNet website looking for workers in their production field at the new factory location.
Once the opening jobs were posted on WorkNet with salary and benefits, a lot of people applied for the position. The company had 30 vacant positions to fill in, and more than 600 people applied for the job. The positions especially attracted many job applicants because they were employees positions rather than contractors position.
The general affairs manager gave a report to Gun-Ho about hiring workers.
"I was thinking that we select candidates based on papers, and then the managers and directors will give them an interview. And then you sir, will interview each selected candidate as a final hiring step."
"You don't have to go through three steps to hire workers in the production field. Just hire them with two screening processes."
"Yes, sir."
"Who's going to do the interview with the applicants?"
"We haven't specifically decided yet, but I guess the plant manager and the internal auditor will do it."
"Have the plant manager, the internal auditor, you— general affairs manager—and Manager Jong-Suk Park at the production department do the interview."
"Yes, sir."
"For the first screening process, why don't you review the papers with Manager Jong-Suk Park? Since you are in charge of human resource matters and Manager Park will directly work with the new workers at the factory. It makes more sense that you two get heavily involved in the hiring process."
"Yes, sir."
 
When the general affairs manager was walking toward the door to leave the office carrying the approval sheet with him, Gun-Ho called for him.
"Don't we need to place an order for our winter uniform?"
"That's right. We distribute the uniforms to our workers every other year, and this is the year we are supposed to hand out the uniforms to the workers."
"The current uniform design is outdated and depressing. We have been using the same designed uniforms which Mulpasaneop had used, and we just changed the company name on them. Let's get a new design for our uniforms."
"Yes, sir. I will find a good design company for our new uniform."
"Actually, why don't you talk to the design team leader at GH Media? Here is their phone number."
"Who should I talk to?"
"Talk with Team Leader Min-Sook Oh. Mr. Jae-Sik Moon, who used to work at our security office, is working for GH Media too."
"Oh, I remember that. The lady who came to our building dedication ceremony is the president of GH Media, isn't she?"
"That's right."
"I will call them right away and discuss our uniform design with them."
"Since it is still a business between the two companies, ask them to issue a tax invoice for the design work."
"Yes, sir."
 
After the general affairs manager left the office, Gun-Ho thought that it was a good idea that he didn't take the president position of GH Media.
"Well, let's see. If the joint venture with Lymondell Dyeon is established, I will be the president of the joint venture company—GH Chemical. I am also the president of GH Mobile, where GH Chemical's raw materials will be used to manufacture products."
It could cause some sort of conflict of interest.
"I have to think about the problems that could be raised because I own several companies. I shouldn't cause any conflict of interest. It doesn't look good to the public either. My companies haven't gone public yet so there wouldn't be any problems for now, but I will have to figure out how I handle this issue."
 
Gun-Ho made a phone call to Chairman Lee at Cheongdam Town.
"Thank you, sir, for coming to my building dedication ceremony the other day."
"Don't mention it. The factory looked really nice."
"Well, I only came this far because of you, sir. You guided me to learn accounting when I worked as a factory worker."
"Haha, I did, didn't I?"
"Speaking of which, I'd like to invite you for dinner. Will you be available next week? We can go to Ms. Jang's bar—Pine."
"You don't have to do that."
"I insist, sir. I'd really like to have dinner with you. Why don't you come with your friend—Master Park—from Philosophy Hall in Gangnam?"
"Master Park? Hmm. Let's do this then. Master Park is retiring from his work with Philosophy Hall. We can celebrate his retirement together next week at Pine."
"Oh, is he retiring already? He is so popular in the field, and he is making good money, right?"
"He wants to build some sort of temple in his hometown—Goesan Town in Chungcheong province—and he wants to spend the rest of life enjoying nature, music, poems and those sorts of things."
"Haha, that sounds like him. Once you decide on a good day for the celebration, just let me know; I will make a reservation at Pine."
"Sounds good. I will let you know after discussing with Master Park."
 
Lymondell Dyeon sent a letter to Gun-Ho through Attorney Young-Jin Kim at Kim & Jeong Law Firm.
"President Goo? It came in."
"What came in?"
"We finally received a response from Lymondell Dyeon via fax."
"Oh, they sent a fax instead of email?"
"Yeah, they faxed us. They mailed the original letter to GH Mobile."
"Really? What are they saying?"
"Let me read it for you. I've already translated the letter."
 
[The idea of starting a joint venture which was initially suggested by GH Mobile in Korea highly intrigued us. We subsequently performed an interview with GH Mobile's president—Mr. Gun-Ho Goo—last month. We highly recognize his desire and will to do a joint venture with us.
Lymondell Dyeon's foreign investment committee reviewed GH Mobile's business plan and the interview record with its president, and they rendered a very positive decision. We are pleased to inform you that our committee gave a pass to GH Mobile based on their business plan and the interview record with its president.
Therefore, our staff of Lymondell Dyeon will visit GH mobile in Korea for business survey early next month. The vice president of the international business development department—Mr. Brandon Burke—will lead the team for the visit.]
 
Gun-Ho was delighted when he heard the familiar name—Mr. Brandon Burke.
"Mr. Brandon Burke is coming, huh?"
"That's really good. We've already met with him."
"When they come to our company, you will have to help us, Attorney Kim."
"Of course. Our law firm is contracted with GH Mobile for this specific matter."

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.

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