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This message no longer seems relevant given how old this novel is, but I will say it nonetheless. A few years ago I fell into the slippery slope of Japanese fiction, I started with innocent anime like One Piece, Dragonball, and Naruto, but then I started to read manga, and eventually that lead into light novels. Of course that path would eventually lead to this website, where you and myself most likely have found our source of entertainment. In the beginning when I joined this community and would indulge myself in the vast repository that this website has, most of the novels followed a basic structure of power growth that typically started from a weak point and eventually becoming one of the strongest. This was changed however with new implementations in this website that fostered fan-fictions and with it came a genre that I believe essentially removed a year of my social life: wish fulfillment. I often see these new fan-fictions or even originals sometimes that literally have the main character given whatever they want. I presume these stories are largely self-inserts and based off of what the author themselves want. I would like to emphasize this before I continue: ---->I am not speaking from a place of authority and thus do not believe that reading these are bad for everyone<----, but in my experience ever since I have started reading these wish fulfillment stories I realize that, in a snowball effect, I have become essentially addicted to these writings. I would go hours on end looking for a new novel that would feed my need for an "overpowered character".  Often I found myself ashamed to show people what I was reading on my phone, and this cemented the idea even further that I should not continue to be a part of this "community". I am sure there are some good parts of this website, many have good stories and character development, but right now this website is not built to incentive that, and thus these crappy yet addicting SI fan-fictions run rampant. I wrote this just in the off likely chance that someone sees this and they found themselves in a similar situation that there are other people just like you. After I am finished writing this I will delete everything from the library and maybe I'll read a book with genuine literary merit. Also, I understand people might hate this and feel free to vent in the comments. This message will be posted on all my other shitty novels that I wrote when I had a bad idea for a book.

A boy with great potential and the last of his kind is wiped from the universe. 

A god notices this and sends him to a world where he would thrive. 

A wise old man raises the boy to become a ninja.

At last, Sun Yu was forcibly dragged away by the old butler.
The butlers of Huaguo Water Curtain Group were not people to be trifled with, and this was true of Old Butler Lin, Lin San. He had watched these two young ladies grow up. Back then, Huaguo Water Curtain Group hadn't yet had the world-renowned success which it enjoyed in the cultivation world today.
Lin San was already an old man in the group and had seen so much of the world; it was because of his years of experience that this old butler could still remain with Huaguo Water Curtain Group despite the fact that he wasn't very strong.
"Uncle Lin! Let me go! Let me fight it out with these two brothers!"
This was the last thing the girl said as Lin San dragged her away before she could let loose her lethal "Maiden's Adorable Fist"[1] skill.
He sighed in his heart. His Second Miss was still too young and naïve.
Based on his years of experience, Old Butler Lin felt that there was definitely some terrible person living in this small villa in the outskirts.
By the roadside, two baldies in aprons respectfully saw Lin San off in the grey commercial Chuanjianguo limousine and watched until it disappeared at the end of the road.
"Did we go overboard? The Lord likes to keep a low profile. If they investigate him…"
Before he finished speaking, the rubber man was interrupted. "Did you forget our Lord's Great Shielding Spell?"
"That's right!" The rubber man suddenly remembered this fact.
"It has nothing to do with us now… our Lord has more or less finished reviewing the materials. Now we can go help him with his homework."
...
It took Wang Ling a full half an hour to learn all the content for this week which he had missed out on. At the same time, he also looked at the next two months' worth of study material. He enjoyed the learning process very much, but he hated that it took him so little time to study; it wasn't difficult for him to master these knowledge points at all.
However, while he could master all the relevant knowledge, he also needed to learn how to read the atmosphere in class, find the position that suited him the most and then try his best to attain average grades. Implementing the "be mediocre" education policy which Father and Mother Wang had instilled in him since he was young… this was the hardest thing to do!
At his desk, he held his head in his hands and heaved a long sigh of relief. It was fine to leave the written work to the two gremlins, the monster pen and goblin eraser.
While Wang Ling had been reviewing his homework, Father Wang hadn't been idle. After a phone call with Lie Mengmeng, he quickly continued writing his novel.
He was a very swift and decisive person, especially when he was in the throes of inspiration; the rhythm of his fingers on the keyboard was so fast that they flew, like a live tentacle monster.
Just as he was brimming with inspiration and writing freely to his heart's content, his wristwatch suddenly rang.
He frowned slightly — he really hated the feeling of being interrupted. But when he gave the caller ID on the wristwatch a look and realized that it was Lie Mengmeng, his mood changed and he picked up the call.
"Hey Near Expert[2], is there something wrong, I'm writing at the moment." Other authors liked to call Lie Shou "Lie Mengmeng," but Father Wang had a special nickname for him and preferred to call him "Near Expert."
When Wang Ling lay back on his bed and took out his earplugs, the sounds nearby poured steadily back into his ears. Even before he opened his eyes, he happened to hear the conversation between Father Wang and Lie Mengmeng as the voices of the two men flowed into his mind.
"Brother Situ… your book is going to knock them dead!!" On the other end of the line came Lie Mengmeng's loud, excited voice.
"I just uploaded your first chapter to the VIP website. Guess what? Less than two hours! The number of clicks has already exceeded three hundred thousand! The first chapter has a positive review of eighty-seven percent!" Lie Mengmeng was shouting pretty wildly.
Outsiders might not have any concept of these statistics, but it needed to be explained that there were seven hundred thousand veteran readers with accounts more than a hundred years old who were registered on the separate VIP website set up by the Cultivation Reading Network. Furthermore, the registration mechanism had already been inactive for a few years. Of a total of seven hundred thousand users on a website that could only be accessed by VIP readers, half of them had already read Father Wang's new novel! Furthermore, the review rating had surpassed the normal level, completely shocking the entire editorial office!
Father Wang was certainly happy when he heard the news, but given his character, he would never be too obvious about it. "What use are lots of clicks, the way of the king is good sales."
"Brother Situ, don't be so modest… tell me the truth, are you from the future?!" This question that Lie Mengmeng asked was very mysterious.
Father Wang was stunned when he heard it. "Huh?!"
"First, it was Let Go of that Wet Nurse, now your book The Live Streaming Life of the Immortal King will probably also be a big hit and may once again break website records! I've read a few books before about plagiarists from the future coming back to the past! Don't tell me you're one of them?!" Lie Mengmeng said in astonishment.
"Near Expert, if you make this kind of joke again… I'll quit writing!"
"Don't, don't! I was just kidding!"
Zhu Ge had already left; if Wang Situ was driven away, the website wouldn't be able to afford the loss.
On the other end of the phone call, Lie Mengmeng smiled secretively. "There's another piece of good news for you."
As Father Wang listened to Editor Song speak on the other end of the call, his expression also gradually turned strange. "What?! A fan gave me a reward? And also straightaway recognized my alternate account in the book review section for the trial chapter? You and I only decided on me starting a new book, plus uploading the draft onto the VIP website, just this morning. No one else knows about this, not even my old readers."
"That's strange… our website investigated this ID and discovered that this VIP reader account actually had been inactive for a very long time. But at two or three o'clock this morning, someone suddenly logged into this account and changed the ID. We suspect that this account wasn't passed down in the family, but was bought through other channels."
Father Wang frowned. Two or three o'clock in the morning? He remembered that at the time, he had been in Little Xuan's live stream gathering audience intelligence in order to come up with a theme for his new novel.
Then… could this person have been some audience member from the live stream?
Father Wang was a little confused. No one had known that he would finish the draft of the first chapter and upload it onto the website on a trial basis, not even his old readers, so how had it been leaked in advance?
F**k! These days, even a web novelist had sasaeng fans[3]?!
On the other side, Lie Mengmeng calmed down and said, "Brother Situ, do you know how much this reader gave you today? It's a whole hundred million cultivation reading coins!"
"So much…" While writing the latter part of Let Go of that Wet Nurse all this time, Father Wang had never encountered such an extravagant reader before. A hundred million cultivation reading coins was a million HNY[4]. After splitting it with the website, he would be able to keep five hundred thousand HNY!
Hearing that someone had gifted him with so much money, Father Wang sighed with deep feeling in his heart. "What's the reader ID?"
 "It's… Super High School Level Deputy Director," Lie Mengmeng replied.
Hearing this, Father Wang's face suddenly darkened and his intense gaze shot toward Wang Ling's room. "Hm… I think I've figured something out, I'll call you back later."
Saying this, Father Wang ended the call on his wristwatch. "Wang Ling! Come here!"
Wang Ling: "…"
[1] "Maiden's Adorable Fist" comes from a Chinese comedy sketch performed by an actor named Wensong, whose shifu is popular skit and sitcom actor Zhao Benshan.
[2] The people in northeastern China call people who are good at something 'da shou zi' or 'da shou.'
[3] A "sasaeng" or "sasaeng fan" in South Korea refers to an overly obsessed fan, usually of a celebrity figure, who engages in stalking or other behavior that constitutes an invasion of privacy.
[4] The author has introduced the currency of Huaxiu nation here as "Hua nation yuan," so we will be adopting it as HNY whenever it's mentioned from now on.


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

They went to the publishing company right away. 

Media Factory is quite a famous book publishing company, however, its scale is smaller than the first-tier book publishing company in this country since it is fully focussed on publishing both manga and light novels. 

Haru also had thought to publish a normal book in the future, but for now, he wanted to focus on both manga and light novels and made it the best company that would produce anime, manga, music, and games.

Why is he interested in this business?

Because the market of this business is very big and he also needs the IP (Intellectual Property) of the story in this company. 

Haru knew that the quest in the Group Chat might be related to the work of something in the manga, anime, or even a movie in this world. 

That was why he decided to win the company since he could learn the plot of each story faster than being a consumer. Being able to learn the plot faster meant that he could prepare the quest better before he entered another world for the quest. 

The trip was quite good and the four of them went to the Media Factory since it had officially become his. 

Haru had entered the company before and the employee of the company had also known him since it was also shocking news when they learned that their new boss was very young. However, at the same time, they were relieved since they knew that their boss was a writer and wasn't someone who was clueless in this industry. 

Haru along with Utaha, Seri, and Machida went together and entered the office together before being greeted by the receptionist. They went directly to the meeting room where the executives of this company had gathered together. 

Haru didn't change the personnel of this company that much since the result of this company was quite good, however, he also needed to check them and put his team into the department of finance. 

The executives of the company had gathered in the meeting room and they had been waiting for him for a while, however, they didn't have an annoying expression on their faces since in their opinion this little company was only a toy for Haru. They had also met him a week ago when he went to visit this company and they wouldn't think that he was a high school student. 

"Truth be told, that I'm very satisfied with this company," Haru said. 

Seri, Utaha, and Machida were beside him and didn't say anything. 

"I'll also put my novel in this company too," Haru said. 

They knew about Haru's novel which was known as Sword Art Online and 5 Centimeters per Second since they had also tried to poach him from other companies, however, they didn't expect him to buy this company directly. 

The talk between them was very smooth since everyone was familiar with the publishing book, especially light novels. 

Haru didn't only want this company to publish a light novel, but also an anime, music, and games. He knew that the IP from the company was very valuable, especially those high sales light novels. 

Then he also told them about his website that he had made and wanted them to take care of it. 

His plan had always been to create a video hosting website, however, that website wasn't something similar to a youtube, rather it was more similar to a Twitch, Niconico, or Bilibili.

What is so special about this video hosting website and what makes it different?

Bullet screen.

Haru wrote those words on the board. 

????

Everyone was confused by these words since they weren't familiar with it. 

Haru started to explain about "bullet screen" 

Bullet screens are a feature on video sites that allow real-time comments from viewers to fly across the screen like bullets. 

Haru told them with this feature it would make the viewers on the website think that they were able to talk to each other (which they don't...). 

They were very surprised by this video hosting project and felt that it had good prospects. 

"But it needs a very big server." 

One of the executives who was quite knowledgeable about the internet was quite concerned that the website would crash when there were a lot of people who accessed it. 

"For the server, you don't need to worry since  I own a computing cloud," Haru said. "No matter how many people will access our website, it won't cause a lag or crash." 

"...." 

Everyone was very startled at this moment. 

"Haru-sama, tell me why you have never told me about cloud computing," Seri said with a serious expression. 

"....." Haru blinked his eyes and said, "Let's talk about that matter later since I want to focus on this matter first." 

"Yes." Seri nodded. 

Haru continued with his talk to create the biggest community for animation, games, and music (ACG).

Everyone became more excited the more that they heard it. 

Haru told them how to operate this website along with how to get revenue such as advertisement and subscription. 

The conversation had become quite long and he also talked about a special method for someone to become a member of this website with answered 100 questions that they had prepared. 

For the content, Haru said to use all of the anime that they had made in the company with also inviting a famous dancer, voice actress agency, idol agency, mangaka, and a lot of more while also explaining the benefit of joining their website such as more income and to advertise their new work.

Haru told them to discuss the regulation of the website with themselves along with setting up the price of the subscription. 

The price of the subscription is very important since it can't be too expensive, but it also needs to give them a benefit 

Haru thought for a while and said, "How about 540 yen per month?" 

They thought that it was very cheap to only pay that much each month, but they also thought that it was quite a good price for the subscription. 

If they multiply 540 yen to 10 million people then it means that their income can reach 5.4 billion yen each month. 

It is also possible to become bigger in the future. 

They also didn't need to pay the server since Haru had a cloud computing making the cost of the website less since it was Haru's company. (They need to pay too since it is a different business, but of course, the price is cheaper).

Of course, to attract people to subscribe to their website, they also need to have good content. 

Their talk was quite long, but their eyes were full of spirit and they couldn't wait to set up a new division in this company. 

"The next one, I want to set up a weekly manga magazine," Haru said. 

"...."

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Chenhui Building, eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, according to the tabulations, Feng Yun website has already broken past the 2.4 million mark of daily IPs. And it's still increasing at a rapid speed." The secretary's forehead brimmed with sweat as he stood in front of the manager, Zhang Wenyang, and cautiously said, "Moreover, their updated books in these three days have exceeded 3,500. It's going to catch up with ours soon. Manager Zhang, what do you think…"
"This Feng Yun website definitely has a master assisting it." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the writing desk and slowly said, "These six tactics have evidently aimed at the vitals; we haven't thought of this back then. Looks like the enemy is very strong this time." 
"Yes, Manager Zhang, what should we do? Should we think of a way to launch a counterattack?" The secretary anxiously said, "It won't do to just sit here and wait! Why don't we ask the Young Master's side for advice?"
"Mm, does Young Master know about this?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
"For now he probably still doesn't know about it. Manager Zhang, you're trying to say…" The secretary asked.
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Report this first. See what the Young Master thinks about it and whether he has any instructions."
"Alright!" 
…
"Dali, news has just come from Zhong Dian. There has been a huge increase in the updated novels from Feng Yun website these few days," Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap and preparing to take an afternoon nap. She anxiously said, "Now, the number of novels updated in these three days has already exceeded 3,000. We only have around 4,000 of them on our Zhong Dian website currently. If it continues on like this, we'll lose!"
"Oh… It's not a big problem, it's fine…" Hong Dali listlessly said, "What kind of big thing is this, it doesn't matter…"
"You're really…" Tang Muxin couldn't help but feel like kicking him ferociously. "Can you not be so carefree!"
Hong Dali said without hesitation, "I can't!"
Tang Muxin angrily said, "If we lose, it will cost 50 million, 50 million! It's not a small figure, and we'll lose everything we've previously won!"
"I know." Hong Dali turned his body over and prepared to sleep. "Get them to just do as they deem fit."
"Ahhhhh!" Tang Muxin was enraged. "Are you not the least bit concerned about it!"
"This novel website was all along for me to squander on…" Hong Dali mumbled. "Why would I care whether it earns money or not?"
Tang Muxin despondently said, "Forget it, I'll ask them to think of a way themselves. I've really been defeated by you, you prodigal!"
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger. "It's superprodigal!"
…
Eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, Young Master's side, Young Master's side says…" The secretary violently swallowed his saliva. "Young Master asks us to do as we deem fit."
"Hu…" Zhang Wenyang took in a deep breath and said, "Looks like the matter it's difficult to handle this time! Mm, how about this, go and inform the finance department to up the latest welfare benefits policy. Since the other party is so willing to spend money, then, of course, we need to follow suit. Increase the perks for the authors and then give discounts for the readers."
"OK." The secretary thought for a while, then asked again, "What about the smartphone reading app?"
"Increase a few more recommendation slots for the smartphone reading app." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while, then said, "For now, let's adopt a more prudent guideline. Let's not care about whether the other party's data is good or not first. Anyway, if they can continue wasting money, we can too. But we mustn't copy them entirely. How about this, go and get the finance department to apply for some funds for more advertisements to increase our popularity. At the same time, go to the online novel forum to expose the earnings of the smartphone reading app side. To the authors, the earnings is the most practical aspect. Quickly go!"
"Alright!" 
…
While Zhong Dian website and Feng Yun website were waging a huge battle, at an unassuming corner in the online literature industry, something that wasn't counted as a big thing had happened.
On July 24, 2014, an ongoing fantasy novel on Feng Yun website, "Martial Spirit," had updated another chapter. After more than 10 hours, it stopped updating on July 25. Just as the readers were anxiously waiting for the next chapter, "Martial Spirit" updated a single chapter.
The title of the chapter was: "A fantasy dream abruptly stopped, author Luo Xue's sudden death." 
And its content only contained one sentence: "On July 25, 2014, author Luo Xue dies suddenly in front of the computer."
In the group chats for Feng Yun website authors—
Author One: "Have you all heard of it? An author on our website, Luo Xue, has suddenly died in front of the computer. So tragic!"
Author Two: "I've heard of it, sigh. Who would have thought that this person would die just like that? So fragile." 
Author Three: "Speaking of which, I have had some encounters with Luo Xue before. He's quite nice. Back then, the results of my book weren't very good and I requested for his help to recommend my chapter. He didn't show any hesitation and helped me do it. Sigh, what a pity, he's such a nice person…"
Author Four: "The latest news are out, everyone, do you want to know?"
Author One: "Of course, quickly say it!"
Author Four: "Luo Xue's fees are 100 yuan per 1,000 words. But he types quickly, over 20 thousand words per day. He tired himself to death, what a pity." 
Author Two: "Is that so, but the fee of 100 yuan per 1,000 words is not low. Why does he have to work so hard?"
Author Four: "Speaking of which, he got this fee because of our website. Actually, with his results, his fee would be more or less around 20 yuan per 1,000 words. But because he's very experienced, back during the merger, in order to keep him, the boss offered him a price of 100 yuan per 1,000 words. I heard that he has a handicapped father at home, and his mother doesn't have much income. He still has a sister schooling. So he goes all out in writing his novels to earn money! Think about it, 100 yuan per 1,000 words, 20 thousand words per day, one month would bring him 60 thousand yuan. It's not little. But that won't do, he still needs to pay for his father's treatment and prepare to get married and buy a house. Initially, he was thinking of exerting himself for this period of time, but who knew such a thing would happen. What a pity, sigh…"
Author Three: "It's such a pity. His family must be devastated, right? Has the website done anything about it?"
Author Four: "Not at the moment. I'm not sure what the website can do, let's wait for further news."
…
Tianjing City Center, Pailun Office Building, sixth floor, Feng Yun website headquarters.
Ko Gohon and Shiroishi Kazuma were sitting on the sofa in Feng Yun website headquarters, looking at the documents in their hands.
"Young Master Gohon," Shiroishi Kazuma, after reading all the documents, asked Ko Gohon, "The author of 'Martial Spirit,' Luo Xue, has suddenly died. What do you plan to do about this?"
"He's just an author. If he's dead, then let it be. His fees are not low." Ko Gohon casually placed the document aside. "He doesn't have many subscriptions. We'd previously offered him such a high fee because we'd taken his experience into account. He doesn't belong to our Jaban Empire, so it doesn't matter that he's dead. I don't plan to waste money on him again."
"Mm, a discarded chess piece." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded. "I can only express my condolences."
GM Liu of Feng Yun website stood in front of the two of them in trepidation as he carefully asked, "Then, may I know your opinions about this matter…"
"Deal with it subtly." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "Cancel all the upcoming recommendations for his books. I believe that not long later, this matter will be forgotten by everyone. Remember, we want to earn profits from now on. Now that we've already invested a lot of capital, we can't go on like this."
"O… OK…"
…
July 25, 2014, at 9:00 PM.
"Martial Spirit," which was currently on the recommendation lists, had silently been replaced by another book. There was completely no news about this throughout the entire process, and it didn't attract anyone's attention.
…
July 26.
A loyal reader of "Martial Spirit," as usual, wanted to read the book through the recommendation slot. Alas, he found that that book that was initially on the recommendation slot had been replaced by another book. This reader searched for it for a long while, and after confirming that it couldn't be found, he could only go to the bookshelf to read it—not all readers would update their books on the bookshelf. Evidently, this reader was one of them.
Then, very soon, he discovered that he couldn't find "Martial Spirit" on the bookshelf as well.
In the readers' group chat—
Reader: "Does anyone know what happened with 'Martial Spirit'? Why has it disappeared from the recommendation slot and it can't even be found in the bookshelf? What exactly happened to it?"
Reader One: "Martial Spirit? The author is already dead. It's quite a pity. I heard that he died all of a sudden at the keyboard due to over-exhaustion, sigh."
Reader Two: "Yes, what a pity. I was still planning to subscribe to his book to express my condolences, but now I can't even find it."
Reader: "What is the website doing? It isn't doing anything about it?"
Reader Three: "They should be playing the matter down. Probably, not long later, everyone will completely forget about it. There aren't many people reading it in the first place. It's just that their behavior is really cold, sigh…"
In the authors' group chat—
Author One: "Have you guys discovered? 'Martial Spirit' is gone, it can't be found anymore."
Author Two: "I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't say that, it's really gone."
Author Three: "Sigh, the way they handled this matter is not nice…"
…
Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, I heard that a few days ago, there was a writer with the pen name of 'Luo Xue' at Feng Yun website that suddenly passed away. Do we need to do anything about it?" The secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
"The writer suddenly passed away?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin. "This is truly tragic. Go and ask Young Master about it. He should have some ideas. Our Young Master is very kind, I believe he'll do something about it. Let's not intervene in this."
"OK."
…
Chenhui Building, ninth floor, Caiwei Entertainment.
"Oh? You're saying that an author has suddenly passed away? This is truly a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin. "Can you contact this author's family?"
The secretary shook his head and said, "Only Feng Yun website has his contact details. We can't contact them at the moment."
"Is that so…" Hong Dali thought for a while, then he took out his smartphone. "I'll go and ask!"
Very soon, the call had gotten through. Hong Dali asked, "Young Master Gohon, hello. Hehe. I want to ask whether you've got the contact number of that Luo Xue?"
"Oh? Young Master Dali, do you have any ideas about it?" Ko Gohon sniggered. "I do have the contact details."
"That's good. How about this, I'll buy all the copyrights of his book. State your price." Hong Dali said.
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyrights of his book?" Ko Gohon was elated. This prodigal Hong Dali had come to him on his own accord. Of course he had to seize this opportunity to get some money from him. Thus, he directly demanded an exorbitant price. "One million."
Alas, Hong Dali directly agreed without even thinking. "OK!"


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Li Yuanfei was a big boss with immeasurable assets, and such a modest attitude made the employee feel quite embarrassed. He awkwardly took the mobile phone, not knowing what to say. He didn't know if it was better to just turn around and walk away from the handsome figure…
The store manager was very troubled, not knowing what Li Yuanfei had in mind. It was just a bottom-level, temporary worker. What was wrong with firing him?
"If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you about this novel. May I?" Li Yuanfei asked the staff member.
When the employee and the store manager heard Li Yuanfei's request, they were stunned. The former was wondering why such a big boss was interested in an ordinary web novel, while the latter did not understand at all why they were talking about the web novel.
"This…" The employee looked at the store manager awkwardly. If it was found out by the store manager that he was reading novels during work, even if the boss did not fire him, the store manager would treat him badly in the future.
Li Yuanfei understood his considerations, and motioned at the store manager, signaling for him to leave.
"This…" The store manager still wanted to say something else.
"There's nothing else you need to do here. You can go," Li Yuanfei said firmly.
Although the store manager was not happy, he left slowly. Before he left, he fiercely glared at the employee, blaming him for losing face in front of the boss.
"Sit." Li Yuanfei signaled, then pulled a chair for himself to sit down on. The employee sat stiffly, only daring to put half of his buttocks on the chair.
"Explain this book in detail. Which city did you say the main character is in? Binhai City? Is there a place called Binhai City in China?" Li Yuanfei asked with a pleasant face.
"Online novels are all fabricated. Where would there be a city called Binhai City? And the website does not allow real life places to appear in the stories," the employee answered, wondering in his heart why his boss did not have that kind of common sense at all.
"All right…" Li Yuanfei sighed regrettably. "Then tell me about the novel itself… Right, I still don't know what the name of the book is."
The employee hardened his resolve and wondered what he was so scared of.
"It's called Pet King. It is currently being written and published on the Chinese version of the Qidian Website." He opened the conversation box and roughly summarized the hundreds of thousands of words of the novel so far. Because he read more than one novel, sometimes he confused the content of the novel with other novels. What he said before did not match what he said after, but at least the main content was clear.
Everyone else did not know, but Li Yuanfei understood, that the story was not randomly fabricated––or at least, it was not entirely fabricated. It was not even possible to fabricate the part of the game where elfins were captured.
"Have a lot of people read this book?" he asked. He was greatly concerned about it.
"Eh. There are quite a few books on pets, and this is a more realistic type. Boss, you also know that a lot of people utterly hate dogs and cats, and won't even want to read a book concerning pets," the employee answered. "En… however, it seems like there are people who say that the author of this book has a chance of getting the Best New Author of the Year. If that happens, it would probably become more popular."
Li Yuanfei's heart grew colder and colder. He knew clearly how the game worked and how the elfins could attract the power of faith to grow up. He admired the author who had thought of increasing the spiritual power of the elfins in that way.
Based on what the employee said, the elfins that appeared in the story were liked by different readers. Based on that, the elfins that the other had would receive more and more belief in them.
He could not leave it as it was.
"All right, I know now. Thank you! Right, can I add your WeChat? Perhaps I'll still have to ask you about some other things." He smiled and stood up.
The employee was so flattered that he could exchange his WeChat with the big boss. It was just like getting an amulet, which he could boast about for a year!
"Then I'll go now. Right, I promise the store manager won't do anything to you; you don't need to worry." Li Yuanfei straightened his clothes and waved goodbye to him. He paused at the doorway. "It's still raining outside. You don't need to send me out."
The employee stood dumbly in place until Li Yuanfei left. The big boss' humility was something that exceeded his expectations.
******
When Li Yuanfei reached the doorway, the driver had already walked up holding an umbrella and was helping him open the door. Li Yuanfei sat in the comfortable car, separating himself from the noisiness of the outside world.
He frowned. He was definitely not as calm as he looked on the outside. The truth was that, in his head, he was a mess.
What should he do? He took up his phone to confirm: China really did not have a city called Binhai City. The location's name was fake and the main character and the side characters' names were probably fake, too. As for the events in the book, how real they were was hard to tell.
He was just like a heavyweight champion––his body was full of strength, but he could only wave at the air.
However, the elfins in the book were definitely real. Quantum cat… The game actually had that kind of fantastical elfin… It was the first time he started to lose confidence in his elfins. As he thought about it, he installed the web novels application.
He was not in a rush to add the book to his library, but he first checked viewership of the Chinese version of the Qidian Website to see if he could spare some effort and directly purchase the novel website. From there, he could find the author from the database.
However, the viewership of the online novel website exceeded his expectations.
At that moment, the Stars pet chain supermarket was rapidly developing, opening outlets everywhere in the country and even overseas. The IPO was blocked and they did not have a lot of funds. For the time being, there was no way to swallow the novel website.
His cat was quietly resting in the seat next to him.
As a result of recent trade frictions between China and another superpower, the yuan had depreciated by about five percent in the first half of that year alone. Trade frictions were still warming up. There was no sign that it would end, which made his cat somewhat depressed. There was no room for providing more money.
"Novels…" He breathed out since it was just novels… Perhaps there was a way.
If he wanted to suppress the novel remotely without knowing the author's location, it seemed that he could only resort to the teacher and his elfins.
He took up his phone and called his assistant. "Hello? It's me. Pack that authentic Qi Baishi artwork into a gift box. Also, cancel all other arrangements and prepare the plane for me as soon as possible."
He did not need to wait for the other to answer before he hung up. He told the driver, "To the airport."


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Since Armana was a coastal city, it was famous for its many sandy beaches. Both local citizens and foreign tourists preferred to spend their time at the sea, enjoying sea-related activities. In other words, people flocked to Armana for its sea-related tourism and not those inland... Or at least that was what Arthur thought. 
Indeed, Armana was most well-known for its seaside attractions but it didn't mean that it was lacking in other choices either. The two weren't mutually exclusive. To put it simply, the other places were simply overshadowed by the more vibrant seaside festivities and attractions. Arthur had learned that much from visiting Armana's official tourism website. 
He scrolled through the selection of tourist attractions available on the website and a particular one caught his attention. It showed the picture of a pristine lake with crystal-clear water and wooden pier. It looked just like a fairy tale with the falling leaves and the lake surface forming a perfect reflection of the lake shore. 
According to the website, the place was called Blue Lake. 'Such a mundane name,' Arthur thought. 'No wonder I've not heard of it until now. It needs some rebranding, starting with a name with more punch.'
The small passage on the website introduced Blue Lake as one of the oldest fresh-water lakes the city had to offer. In fact, according to the older generation, the earliest settlers found their home near this lake since it provided an abundance of food and fresh water, therefore without Blue Lake, Armana wouldn't have existed today. 
Arthur didn't know his city even had such a history. He wanted to find out more about the lake, specifically, why it had fallen out of the public eye in the recent years. If the lake held such a historical importance to the city, why didn't the city council promote it more often? 
Posting some information of it on the city's tourism website didn't count because who would visit government official website like this to plan their holiday? They should have organized events at the location or even posted posters about it like they did with Armana's annual seaside festival. 
Realizing he was not going to get any more information from the tourism site, Arthur went back to the search engine and keyed in the name Blue Lake. The search came back with plenty of results but none of them were exactly what Arthur was looking for. To help narrow the search, Arthur added "Armana" to the keyword search. 
The result he got was so little that they barely filled up one page. For anyone who had used internet search engine before, they would know how rare that was. The previous two hits were from the city council's main website and the tourism website. Arthur had already seen those so he handily skipped over them. 
The remaining results were from personal blogs and special interest websites. Reading through all of them, the information Arthur gathered on Blue Lake was still pitiably little. 
Apparently, Blue Lake enjoyed its fame before the era of mass communication. Then, just as the world was taken over by electronic devices such as phones and laptops, the place fell off the map just like many other things that were forgotten by technology and time. 
One of the more interesting things Arthur found on Blue Lake was provided by a blogger who specialized in local rumors and urban legends. According to the blogger, the lake was home to a guardian spirit and the locals from the surrounding villages said that the spirit would often take on the form of a young girl. She was a kind soul and would appear to help those who accidentally slipped and fell into the water. 
Before that day, Arthur would have no problem brushing that off as mere superstition but after what he had been through, the young man wouldn't bet on his life that these were mere rumors. 
Arthur was apprehensive of the prospect of dealing with another mythical creature but at least from the legends, the guardian spirit wouldn't be as difficult to handle as Miss S. The blog also attached a map of Blue Lake and after studying the map for a while, Arthur had a general idea on how to get to it. 
It did not escape Arthur's mind that this Blue Lake might not even be the location where Miss S' K would be found. Then again, with nothing else to go on, this was his best shot. He was going to pay Blue Lake a visit before deciding if he needed to come up with a new plan. 
With a rudimentary plan in place, Arthur decided to call it a night. He had had an interesting day and he was drained. Too many life-changing events had happened that day and he would need to sleep it off to process some of the information. 
Arthur closed the Book of Thoth and wandered about taking it with him back to his rental room or just leaving it behind at the Midnight Emporium. Leaving it at the store might risk the chance of theft but carrying it back home meant facing questions from his nosy landlady. Neither option seemed particularly attractive to Arthur. 
Just as Arthur was contemplating what to do, a sentence surfaced on the cover. "I am an extension of the Midnight Emporium so one cannot exist without the other. Leave me be and I shall watch over the Midnight Emporium." 
"So, now you're feeling chatty?!" Arthur huffed but since the book had provided him with the solution then he was not going to crack his head worrying about it. 
Arthur walked out from behind the counter and told the shadows goodbye. He exited the front door and was about to ask how to lock the place when the door slammed shut. Arthur tried the doorknob and realized it was already locked. "How convenient." 
Arthur shrugged and left the street, heading home. He turned the corner and the Midnight Emporium disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind a plot of empty land.

Officially stopping the book to rewrite it into "the Disciple of Aoide", a similarly-themed book that is more WN style.

Once Gun-Ho came back from Japan, he headed straight to Dyeon Korea.
"Did we receive the no. 3 and no. 4 machines?"
All the machines were in place. With the huge machines from no. 1 to no. 4, the factory looked like a really large factory.
"Hey, Jong-Suk, I didn't expect to see you here."
"Oh, bro! When did you come?"
"How's the installation going? Is it done?"
"We are working on connecting the machines to the power. The work became a lot easier since we have the new maintenance team's manager. We can finish the work quickly."
"How is the new manager of the maintenance team?"
"He is good."
At that moment, Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk heard someone tapping something.
Jong-Suk quickly turned his head to the source of the noise, and shouted,
"Mr. Assistant Manager, you shouldn't beat a metal, but you have to appease it."
Gun-Ho giggled as Jong-Suk instructed the assistant manager about how to treat a metal.
"What? Appease the metal? Man, you sound like a whiz."
 
Gun-Ho had lunch with Jong-Suk that day. Gun-Ho asked him,
"Hey, Director Park! Where did you learn about how to treat a meal? Like not to beat the metal but appease the metal?"
"Oh, that? I heard that from Mr. Sakata Ikuzo. He said we shouldn't hit a metal with a hammer but we should appease it nicely."
"Oh, I see. He is indeed a good teacher."
"Bro, did you go someplace nice last Sunday? You look good. You look totally recharged."
"Really? That's good."
 
Gun-Ho felt good.
The companies he was running were all doing very well, and the meeting with Seol-Bing seemed to be successful as well. Gun-Ho felt like he could fly.
'I did have dinner with Seol-Bing, the top star. That's not all. I will meet with her again. I hope the date to come quickly."
 
Gun-Ho was hearing the report from Director Yoon. Director Yoon was talking about the meeting with Director Kang in Seoul.
"I've reviewed the plan of constructing a small building on the rooftop, with Director Kang. We don't need to do public works since we are building it on a building's rooftop. And we just need to assemble the prefabricated small building there. It's a simple work."
"I guess it won't take much time then?"
"Since we are opening a book café there, we expanded the existing window to the full-size window. So from the front window of the book café, we can see the rooftop garden, and we will also have the view of Sinsa Town and Apgujeong Town from the window of the back of the book café."
"You did a good job."
 
Gun-Ho asked for Director Dong-Chan Kim.
"Once the new machines, no. 3 and no. 4 started working, our productivity will be dramatically increased, right?"
"I think we have to do more sales work then. We are currently targeting the client companies of GH Mobile as a start. I know all of their supplier companies where they buy their raw materials. The thing is that usually, a company is reluctant to change their supplier companies unless there is a problem. Because it is critical for them to receive raw materials steadily, they prefer to deal with the same suppliers that they have been dealing with. Unless we can provide them with substantially high-quality raw materials or at a very low price, they won't change their suppliers."
"Hmm. It will take time to find more client companies then."
"That's why we need to focus on the buyer companies' new products. The S Group's factory in Changweon City uses our Dyeon Korea's raw materials in manufacturing their new products. You know the S Group's Changweon factory that President Song signed the contract with. The quantity that they are ordering from us is steadily increasing. President Song brought in another product order for the single-dose vials for injection. They decided to use Dyeon Korea's raw materials as well. Sometimes companies place their orders by looking at the supplier companies' website. So, I think we need to build our own website."
"Oh, we don't have our website yet?"
"GH Mobile has one, but Dyeon Korea doesn't."
"You can contact the GH Media for it. Talk with the team lead of their design team. I heard she used to do some design work for a website before."
"Oh, that's a good idea. I will contact them. Maybe I should ask the design team lead to come and visit us here. So we can discuss the design of our factory's website."
"You have their contact number, right?"
"I do, sir. I have President Jeong-Sook Shin's business card."
"Their design team lead's name is Min-Sook Oh. We will have to pay them for the work though."
"Of course, sir."
 
"Don't we need to do some advertisements in a newspaper or media in order to enhance our sales?"
"Dyeon Korea's customers are not individuals, but companies in a specific field, which are manufacturing plastic products with injection molding machines and extruders. So, an advertisement through media won't be necessary."
"Oh, I was going to tell you. Please go visit Egnopak."
"Egnopak, sir?"
"Yes. Try Egnopak. Don't meet with anyone else there, but meet with President Seung-Gak Kim. Tell him that I sent you, and give him our product brochure."
"That's all I need to say, sir? Egnopak is a competitor with GH Mobile."
"He made his promise to use Dyeon Korea's products. You don't need to know all the details, but just tell him that I sent you."
"Understood, sir."
 
Director Dong-Chan Kim headed to Jinwi Town in Pyeongtaek City to visit Egnopak's factory. He was carrying Dyeon Korea's product brochure with some sample products. When he arrived at the factory, he walked straight up to the president's office. When he entered the president's office after a brief knocking, the secretary quickly stood up from her seat.
"Is President Seung-Gak Kim in the office?"
"Can I have your name, sir?"
"I'm Director Dong-Chan Kim from Dyeon Korea."
"Please have a seat. I will let our president know that you are here."
The secretary went into the president's office and came out.
"Please follow me."
"Hello, Mr. President."
Director Dong-Chan Kim gave a 90-degree bow to the Egnopak's president.
"Manager Kim, oh, I mean Director Kim. Please have a seat."
Director Dong-Chan Kim's sales pitch started.
"Sir, you don't age even a bit. You look the same as the old days when we were Mulpasaneop with our previous president Se-Young Oh. Former President Se-Young Oh still talked about you, sir. He said he wanted to pay back for your help but he had to retire before he could do so."
"Haha. Did he say so? How is he doing?"
"Well, he has a small building in Suwon City. He said he feels peaceful these days."
"Time indeed flies. I still remember those days when I and President Se-Young Oh went golfing together. At that time, you, Manager Kim, oh, I mean Director Kim, used to come with us to assist. You were in your 30s at that time. Now you have some grey hairs."
Director Dong-Chan Kim was a professional salesperson. He didn't go straight into the sales business as Gun-Ho told him to do so, but instead, he started with letting the potential buyer feel nostalgia for a while. That usually worked great with old people.

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.

Wong pondered this for a moment and used Evolution to reconfigure parts of his brain. This was very dangerous because if he moved the wrong part of his brain then he could become a retard and wouldn't be able to complete the process.

With this done, Wong flexed his body and felt the power flowing through his body. There wasn't a difference other than for the fact that he couldn't feel pain anymore. This was probably because his strength was the same around his entire body. Even if so, Wong would still have more damage done to his opponents if he hits them with his hands. He had better control with them in comparison to his other body parts.

"Where did you learn this?" Wong crouched and pushed the old man deeper into the ground. When no response came, Wong gave a sadistic grin and slowly pushed the old man so deep that only his head was above the ground.

"De DEEEP DAK WERbbb!" The old man sputtered as he tried to get as much oxygen back into his lungs as possible.

Wong rubbed his nose as he considered what the old man had said.

"Why are you here?" Wong pulled the old man out of the tarmac with one hand.

"SpiritSaint037 hired me as a hitman on the Deep Dark Web." The old man glanced at Wong warily.

"Show me how to get on this 'Deep Dark Web." Wong beckoned to one of his cellmates who dragged a laptop over to them. Wong opened the computer and held the old man at FingerPoint. Master Bei Tang sensed the threat behind the finger and quickly did as he was asked.

He went on chrome and downloaded a web provider named Tor. After that, he installed many VPNs. He went on (I will paste the website link in the author's note.) and waited for the page to load.

(Warning for readers! Use this Website to your own risk. This book is for entertainment and educational purposes. If the website is down, which is very rare, then contact me. The dark web servers move to different countries every few minutes. It moves so that the police in each country would be unable to catch the domain. I found one that was cut by the French police and laughed so much because it was selling bread and the adverts were still present on the website don't attempt to use the website on chrome. Only use Tor and always use VPNs. I use Windscribe. Note that you will have to pay for things in bitcoin. Anything can be bought on the dark web. The website I provide is for hiring hitmen. It costs a lot to hire a low-level Mafia gang member. Just a hood and Gun. On the website, you might find some disturbing images. I must repeat, USE THIS WEBSITE AT YOUR OWN RISK. I mine bitcoin on my phone to buy rare pound coins. I know it's dumb but it's not illegal to buy rare coins right?... Come to the Darkside. We don't need the light, Fall in, to the Darkside! Let go of the light, Fall in, to the Darkside...)

After waiting in anticipation for a while, the old man logged in and showed Wong his profile. 18 successful hits. Wong raised an eyebrow at this. The old man grinned at the expression on Wong's face and showed Wong some pictures. Wong looked on with excitement.

Staring at the pictures, some of Wong's cellmates retched where they stood. On the contrary, a cold aura rose from Wong's body and everyone around Wong shivered. When Master Bei Tang saw Wong's eyes, he saw the eyes of the reaper. Someone, who was unfazed by the aspect of death and killing. Someone who had killed before. Looking at the number 18 on the screen and Wong's aura, the old man fell into depression.

Wong grinned at the old man and patted his back, handing him a chewy protein bar. The old man looked at Wong, surprised.

"I see that you are not as bad as I thought," Wong grabbed another protein bar for himself. "The people in these pictures are evil or have accumulated sins in their lives. Wong pointed at one of the pictures.

"This guy might look like an innocent man who offended the wrong man but he is a rapist," Wong revealed a look of contempt. When his cellmates looked at the image again, they didn't feel so sick about it.

"These are people who deserve to die," Wong looked at his cellmates and chewed his protein bar sagely. As his cellmates nodded, Wong continued, "In the future, you lot will be my representatives and I will train you all to judge a person's deeds and misdeeds just by looking at their appearances." Tears of joy welled up in the eyes of Wong's cellmates.

To think that their boss would consider them being their representatives! When Wong took the title of a Mafia doing justice, the world will turn.

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Once, in an ancient era a demoness queen and a human male became forbidden lovers and they had a child. 
A boy with the appearence of a human and the heart of a demon...

Wong Ye-Qui hated being bullied, the problem was that he was simply too weak to fight back. All the children around him were able to cultivate and use Qi but every time he tried cultivating green fire appeared around him and he would never get any stronger. 
With the inability to cultivate he seeks physical training and comes across an alarming secret.

Witness how a Wong Ye-Qui crushes his enemies and becomes the ruler of hell...



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