this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

Michael slowly woke up and noticed it was pitch black outside. He checked the clock and saw it was 2:15 am. That potion knocked him out for four hours. "Open my stats"

Name: Michael Rodriguez
Strength: 1.0           
 Intelligence: 1.4
Stamina: 0.9             
Agility: 0.9
Status: Healthy
Credits:1,000

It seemed like each stat increased by 0.3; finally, he clicked on the basic training manual and an influx of information flooded into his brain. There were some physical training methods that look like martial arts and there were some meditation techniques specifically for raising intelligence. He first tried the meditation technique.

 It was hard to clear the mind and enter the meditative state. After about an hour he finally felt his mind loosen and entered a trance. When he woke up he felt relaxed and felt like his mind was sharp. Then he tried the physical exercises and barely finished one set when he collapsed.

It was 4:00 am and he needed to mow the lawn in the morning so he went to bed for once with a smile.
The next day he trained for 2 hours before heading to the storeroom. It took him four hours to mow the lawn for the whole compound. When he finally finished he felt like he could eat a horse. He grabbed his bike and headed to the only grocery store in town. On the way, he saw Brett yelling at his dog while trying to walk it. Brett got a golden retriever when he was in middle school and he bragged about it to everyone. But he quickly got tired of the dog, hence the current situation. Michael knows he was stronger and will keep getting stronger; however, Brett's dad was the police chief; which was the main reason he frequently got away with his actions.

"One day I will get my revenge but I will probably have to leave town to avoid trouble from his dad" Michael murmured. Fortunately, the system gave him confidence because he knew he could survive anywhere with the system. The only problem was that the skills were so expensive and he had no idea how he was going to be able to afford them. Michael decided to just finish the training missions and get stronger; He will worry about money later.

He bought some instant noodles and some microwave meals and headed home. He got back and ate some noodles and resumed training. He trained till night and collapsed in the bed. The next day he spent the morning reading web novels and spent the rest of the day training. Before going to bed he checked his stats again.

Name: Michael Rodriguez
Strength: 1.4            
Intelligence: 1.8
Stamina: 1.3             
Agility: 1.3
Status: Healthy
Credits:1,000

It only increased by .2 per day and he knew the training speed was not always going to be this fast. But as long as he can keep getting better, one day he will be strong enough to protect himself.

The next two weeks he trained furiously hoping to finish his mission and become stronger. He stayed away from Brett but he grew more confident each day. Finally on July 4th as the fireworks were going off in the sky he heard an alert from the mission tab.

[Congratulations on finishing your first mission. All rewards have been granted]

"Status" Michael was excited to see the changes.

Name: Michael Rodriguez
Strength: 3.1            
Intelligence: 3.5
Stamina: 3.0             
Agility: 3.0
Status: Healthy
Credits:2,000

He felt like a new person; He was much stronger and felt like his mind was more efficient. Michael used to be 5 ft 8 in and weighed 140 pounds. Now he grew 2 inches and gained 20 pounds. His muscles were toned and he looked like a pro-athlete. He was very happy with his progress and was looking forward to the future. As he sat there watching the fireworks he felt resonance with the holiday. Just like America, he too gained independence on this day.

 There was an intermediate genetic potion and a training manual in his inventory; also there was a new mission.

[ Mission 1: A strong Emperor (Part 2)
Objective: Every emperor needs to be strong in order to realize his goals of building a magnificent empire. Use the genetic potion and practice the intermediate training techniques to increase all stats to at least six.
Rewards: Advanced genetic potion, Advanced training manual,1000 credits]

"How many more training missions are there?" Michael did not want to spend the rest of his life training. What is the point of being superhuman if all you do is train?

[With the advanced materials host can train till all stats are at least nine. After that host needs to purchase the supreme genetic potion and the training manual himself. Furthermore, supreme training requires the X-51 training chamber and many additional materials. Therefore, this will be the last training mission.]

Looking at the store, Michael noticed the supreme genetic potion and training manual costs 1 million credits each. He didn't have the heart to check the price of the training chamber.
Michael then headed to the public library. He knew he needs to find ways to make money and he decided to increase his knowledge. With his new stats, he can be considered a genius.

At the library

A blonde teenager was sitting at the library looking bored. Brenda hated this job but after high school, she did not really have much choice. Since her grandmother was the librarian she was lucky to get the library clerk position. She saw a teenage boy walking into the library and she was stunned.
"Hello Brenda, How are you?" Michael was not happy to see Brett's sister, but their family was practically everywhere in this town so he was helpless.

"Michael wow you look different. Did you have a late growth spurt?" Brenda could not believe what she was seeing; Michael Rodriguez was famous in high school because he was the wimpiest kid in school. She knew her brother loved to beat him up and humiliated him often. She never really cared about him and just thought he was an eyesore. Nevertheless, here he was looking like a changed figure. His wimpy figure was replaced by a toned athletic body and he looked confident.

"Yeah, I guess so. I was wondering if I can check out some books." Michael knew all his high classmates would be astonished if they saw him, but now he did not really place them in his eyes. She gave him the forms to fill out and he got a temporary card. He went to the business section and checked out some books on investing. He also checked out a Spanish textbook. He learned some Spanish in high school but he needed a refresher. Spanish was practically an official language in Texas; so it was good to know.

Over the next two months, he spent all his free time training and reading books. Michael now felt like he was Superman; He could bend pipes, run faster than a racehorse. Most importantly he felt like he had an extra brain. He could multi-task and read multiple books at once. He could remember things from elementary school.

When he meditated he felt like he was one with the world; like he was accessing a higher state of consciousness. He felt empowered; Like all the past worries and stress was just a petal in the flower of life. He checked his status.

Name: Michael Rodriguez
Strength: 6.2            
Intelligence: 6.8
Stamina: 6.0             
Agility: 6.0
Status: Healthy
Credits:3,000

There was an advanced training manual and genetic potion in his inventory. The potion tasted sweet going down his throat and surprisingly it did not hurt like the other times. This time he felt his body was gently being reformed. Before he felt like he was standing at the edge of the bridge unable to go any farther, now he saw the bridge extending farther inviting him to come and conquer. The advanced training manual built upon the other manuals and added more strenuous exercises and new meditation poses. 

The basic phase took him two weeks while the intermediate phase took him two months. He knew the advanced phase would take even longer. Therefore, He decided to gradually train; he was strong enough for now. He turned his attention to all the books stacked in his room.

He read all the books in the library about investing and learned Spanish, Chinese, Arabic, Japanese and even French. Learning languages were easy; he mostly watched anime in those languages. However, after learning about investing he was in a dilemma. All the methods in the books recommended long-term investment portfolios and stock options. These methods required a large amount of capital, to begin with. It seems that there was no easy quick cash method. "Will I ever be able to afford any skills?"

Michael was just an ordinary boy living in modern-day America. He grew up in an orphanage with a bleak future. One day he acquired a mysterious package only to inherit a system. Join Michael as he changes his fate and conquers his destiny; armed with a mysterious system that tries to convince him to take over the world.

This is my first novel so I would appreciate any constructive criticism and support.


This novel will also be posted on RoyalRoad.

"Wild Steps- A Martial skill that can increase the speed of a normal mortal comparable to that of a wild beast with even more miraculous effects on the cultivators" Long Chen muttered as he read the first book's introduction. Without thinking for long, he picked up the next book


" Blink- A movement skill that can make you change your position in a range of one meter within a blink of an eye. Not useful for long-distance movement but pretty useful trick during a life or death battle" Long Chen thought about the next skill as he finished reading


Long Chen kept reading books one after another before he finished reading the shelf completely and realized that all the skills in it were movement skills


"I quite lacked a good movement skill as the level of flash steps was too low. It came at a good time but all these movement skills are so amazing, it's tough to choose. Some have good versatility while others have high effectiveness. Some are effective for short-distance whereas others for longer distance. Every skill has the use of their own. I think I have a few choices in my mind though


"Earthly Monarch Effect! Although I like blink as well, but if I had to choose, I'll take Earthly Monarch Effect"  Long Chen muttered as he gazed at the book


" So you've decided on this one? " Xun asked as she stood in the back


" Yea. It is something that I find more useful. Although it can't increase my speed on a burst like some of the other skills, it's the one which will grow stronger with me. This movement skill strengthens the muscles while increasing the overall speed by once twenty percent. I've known that my speed had gone up by a lot as my cultivation increased. Any fixed increase will become useless after I reach a certain cultivation. But compared to other movement skills, the usefulness of  earthy monarch effect will keep increasing as my cultivation increase " Long Chen explained with a smile


" So you're investing in this movement skill for the long run. Do you think you should think as much? You'll get even stronger skills in the future " Xun laughed as she said


" Of course I am investing in the future with what I have as I'm not ready to place everything on hope. Every skill of bloodline Temple is extraordinary and I don't want this chance to be wasted but it's just a decision about movement skills, there are more shelves and books in this room. I need to learn more to decide which skill is more important for me" Long Chen said as he gazed at Xun


Long Chen moved to the left shelve and picked up books one by one and putting them back after reading their introduction


"Steel body- A body Cultivation technique that makes your body as hard as steel, no mortal weapon will be able to cut your skin even the slightest when cultivated to the completion of the first stage. No Spirit grade weapon will be about to cut your skin when cultivated to third stage…." Long Chen muttered


"Heavenly Snake body - A body Cultivation technique that increases the flexibility of your body by softening your bones when needed while increasing the defense as well. It'll be easier to avoid opponents attacks with a more flexible body" Long Chen talked to himself as he read another description


" Dragon Transformation - A technique that when cultivated to the finest, can make the bones and skin as tough as that of a dragon. This once looks pretty useful " Long Chen thought as he put the book back


He finished reading all the books in this shelve except one. He opened the last book and read its name.


"Demon Monarch Physique! A very dominating name" Long chen said as he picked up the last book. He opened the book and read it's description


"Demon Monarch Physique- A demon is within all of us, a hidden strength and a hidden weakness. After Cultivating the Demon monarch physique to the peak, The strength of a demon monarch will flow through you. You shall make everyone tremble just by your name. Every stage comparable to a Qi cultivator. Most Suitable for the Cultivators who have high patience, calm mind and a strong will" Long Chen let out lightly as he read


"It's description is as powerful as its name. Xun, Do you know about this skill? " Long Chen asked as he looked back


" I have heard of it once. It's a really powerful body cultivation technique but its drawbacks are pretty good as well" Xun explained with a smile


" What drawbacks?" Long Chen asked looking at Xun


"You remember the last words you read? Most Suitable for Cultivators who have high patience, calm mind, and a strong will? Don't you wonder why? " Xun asked with an interested expression on her face.


" Simple. It's probably because it's hard to cultivate it in a short period of time so the ones with better patience have a better chance to cultivate it "Long Chen replied


" Nope. Although it's true that it's one of the hardest skills to cultivate amongst the body cultivation technique present here but that's not the reason for that warning. It has something to do with the drawback I was talking about" Xia told Long Chen


" Can you tell me straight away without all this suspense?" Long Chen asked annoyed


" Alright alright, I'll tell you. The thing is that you can cultivate this technique even if you don't have any quality involving calm and patience. It'll be just as hard for any person cultivating it whether it be a calm minded person or the one who always stays angry. It's what comes after Cultivating this technique" Xun said as she gazed at Long Chen


" After you cultivate this technique, you'll have a hard time controlling your emotions. When you're angry, you'll have an urge to slaughter and only through sheer will, can you have a chance to control yourself. The higher you cultivate this technique, the more effort it will require for you to control yourself and there's a good chance that you'll lose yourself to your emotions and anger is not the only emotion it will strengthen. If you can't control, you'll be just like a demon who does what his heart wants" Xun explained further


" Wow. That's...." Long Chen couldn't find words to explain his astonishment as he heard Xun's description 


" Other than the negatives, there are many positives as well. Your physical strength will improve explosively and you'll be able to take on Cultivators without using any cultivation or Qi and your defense will improve a lot as well while cultivating this technique"Xun said with a smile


" This sounds like a pretty good Martial skill, it's just the side effects that are making me worry. I don't know if I should choose it or not. I'll decide later, first look through the last shelve"Long Chen muttered as he turned back


" How many books  am I allowed to choose by the way?" Long Chen asked

"The trials ahead to prove my worth? I'll crush them !! Enemies? I'll slaughter them!! "



Waking up in a new body and a new world after dying on Earth, Long Chen embarks on a new journey in a world filled with gods and demons. A world where myriad of life forms exist and humans can cultivate and become immortals.

 Watch him rise to prominence with a supreme inheritance and his hard work as he slaughtered everyone who stood in his path. Watch His journey as he became known in the Universe as the Demon God, the ruler of death forcing the heavens to bow before him. 

Known as the second inheritor, what happened to the first one? Who does this legacy belongs to? What secrets is the universe hiding?

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After discussing among themselves, one of the ancestor replied.

[Ancestor 3: We will go with your first proposal. We can accept your amount of spirit stones but flames are rare and investing on a single person will reduce the overall Clan Development. Ask for something else.]

[Ling Tian: Alright, you can replace them with the equivalent amount of high grade spirit stones.]

[Ancestor 3: It is acceptable, but Clan will not pay you in single transaction, it will create shortage of spirit stones, affecting the business in and out of the clan. How about you getting your own mines, and have your own people extract them for you. Along with spirit stones, different kinds of ores are found in the mines.]

[Ling Tian: It is acceptable, its even better, how about this instead of spirit stones every month for 3 years, just increase the number of mines. I would like if the mines are around the Kai Palace territories and if possible nearby territories are also included in the deal to merge in the Palace territories.]

[Ancestor 3: Sure, islands not too much west of the Kai Palace territories have large numbers of mines. But some mining island are barren for years because of poor environment. If you don't mind that, the whole group of mining islands will be transferred to you.]

[Ling Tian: Alright it's a deal.]

Everyone was happy with this arrangement.

[Ling Tian: Now, next is the books I wrote on Artifact crafting. I have already stated my minimum conditions. Here, please take a look and then talk about it's conditions.]

After that, I placed 6 books of crafting , 3 Basic of Artifact Crafting and 3 Advance Artifact Crafting of each 3 grades. Ancestors first browses through books and started to discuss among themselves.

After few minutes of discussion.

[Ancestor Baashir: Ling Tian, I think that these books are not to be sold outside Clan territories. Specially, Advance Artifact Crafting, it should not even be sold inside the Clan openly.]

[Ling Tian: Ancestor, I plan to earn huge amount of money and also I plan to study and write books on other occupations like Alchemy, I already have some understanding and it won't be long before I start to write book on it. As for selling matter, my target is to sell Basic of Artifact Crafting at cheap rates so that every artificer should have it and create a hype, when they realize that there is Advance Artifact Crafting book too. The matter about selling it inside the clan only is pipe dream, if the spies were to learn of the book they will surely pass on the books to other territories and may be even dub-copy the book in their version of it, so we will not losing only the book, but money also. Therefore, I plan to use the Clan's Trade mark and routes for massive sell of the Basic level books in other influential territories and advance level will appear randomly in some auction with sky high price. How is my suggestion?]

[Ancestor 2: Yare yare, Looks like we have grown quite old. Alright, do as you like, but do business cautiously, limit the number of the advance level book selling, and use reputed auction house only.]

[Ancestor 2: Alright, if you have anything more, you can say it.]

[Ling Tian: nah! That's all for now.]

[Ancestor 2: Alright then, I will be leaving, goodbye.]

Gun-Ho made his decision.
He transferred his 1.1 billion won from his Kookmin Bank account to his stock account.
"I now see the other player's cards."
Gun-Ho started purchasing EE-HWA Construction stocks from 10 AM that day.
"Its stock price was 900 won and now it is over 1,000 won. Only God knows whether the price reached its peak or would increase more. I have six more months until the presidential election. I bet it will keep going up until then."
Gun-Ho had been sitting in front of the computer monitor and purchasing stocks. Around 3 PM, Gun-Ho verified his stock account to see how many shares he now had and how much their market values were.
"EE-HWA Construction 300 million won, and Samok-Jeong Company 50 million won. Let's stop right here for today."
Gun-Ho calculated how much he could earn if he would sell his shares now.
"The stock price hasn't increased and the selling will incur 1,200,000 won for stock trading fees. So the net result will be -1,200,000 won. It's not bad."
Gun-Ho spent 350 million won today in purchasing stocks. If he would sell these stocks, he would have to pay trading fees of 1.2 million won, so it would be a loss for him.
"Hmm, I didn't have breakfast and lunch today."
 
The next day, Gun-Ho skipped his lunch again and logged into the stock trading website and placed offers to buy the same stocks.
"The stock candlestick is showing that the stock price has declined. The loss from the amount I invested yesterday is over 5 million won. I will do 'averaging down' to bring down the average cost."
Gun-Ho invested 400 million won more in stocks that day.
Gun-Ho took a break on the third day.
The stock market became slow.
"I might have to stay invested longer-term with this stock to make money. Did I make a mistake by investing in this stock?"
Gun-Ho believed the price of stocks related to the Four Major Rivers Project would keep fluctuating until the presidential election.
Gun-Ho spent one week to invest all his 1.1 billion won in the stocks: 70% of EE-HWA Construction and 30% of Sammok-Jeong Company.
"Let's not swing between hopes and fears every day because of its constant price fluctuation. The presidential election will be held in December. I will stay in the library reading books by then!"
Gun-Ho looked himself in the mirror. He seemed to age rapidly during the past week. His eyes were sunken and he could see dark circles under his eyes.
"I skipped meals and ate only lomein for a week… that's why."
 
He spent most of his time in the National Assembly Library of Korea reading books. He usually picked the books related to economics or management: Power Shift, Revolutionary Wealth, Currency Wars, and 7 Habits of the Rich. He also enjoyed the books like How to Bid at Auction, Buy Land Even With Debt, Choice China Made, etc.
"Success or failure."
Gun-Ho was lost in thought while walking in the square in front of the National Assembly Building in Yeouido Island.
"This is certainly a good hand as long as there is no variable."
Gun-Ho was dying to know whether his stock's price dived up or down.
"What if it went up or down? So what? If it went down I would feel really bad, and if it went up, I would desperately want to sell. I have to wait until the presidential election day. Those who bought stock on credit or with a loan would get antsy. I am different. I invested in stock with certainty. I should be calm."
 
Gun-Ho considered those people a fool, who invested in stock with a loan or on credit, especially those people who invested everything they had.
"I bought the QM Steel stock for 30 million won last time and sold it at 3 million won. What if that 30 million won was all I had and it was also a loan? I would obviously have become a person with bad credit."
Gun-Ho imagined himself still working in a factory and borrowing 30 million won to invest in the QM Steel stock and losing most of it. He thought he wouldn't have wanted to continue his life any longer and he might have committed suicide if that happened.
"Investing in the stock market is a very dangerous activity. That's why Chairman Lee said I shouldn't invest in the stock market unless I am certain."
Gun-Ho thought Chairman Lee had wise eyes.
"He might not have a high academic degree, but his attitude toward the society is extraordinary. His eyes resemble Byung-Chul Lee's eyes—the founder of Samsung that I saw in a picture."
When he had invested in the stock market while he was working in a factory, he wanted to check the market every single hour, literally. He couldn't concentrate on his work at the factory and he once hurt his hand while handling an injection molding machine.
He could feel calm this time because he didn't have any debt and he invested 1.1 billion won. Even if the stock price dived down to half of its price, he would still have 550 million won in hand.
 
Gun-Ho was still walking in the square in front of the National Assembly Building when someone called his name behind his back.
"Are you Gun-Ho Goo?"
It was Min-Hyeok Kim, Gun-Ho's hometown friend; Gun-Ho went to the same elementary school with him and he hung out with him until his junior high even though they didn't go to the same junior high school.
"Oh, Min-Hyeok. What are you doing here?"
"I saw you at the library earlier, but I was not sure if it was really you. You gained some weight but you didn't change much. What do you do?"
"Nothing. I'm unemployed. What do you do?"
"I used to work in an office, but now I am studying for an exam to get a level-7 government job."
"Really? Why did you quit your job?"
"Whew, I couldn't see my future with that job. I think a government job is the best in this country. I used to work in a quality assurance department in a mid-size company. I had to work till late at night all the time and couldn't see myself growing there."
"I see. The level-7 exam is hard to pass, right? Why don't you try the level-9 exam instead?"
"I am actually preparing for both."
"You should have started earlier. It's kind of late to start at our age."
"I know, but if I can get a government job then it's still good. The problem is that it's not easy to pass the exam. It's really stressful. Haha."
"You will be fine. You went to Kookmin University, didn't you? I think you will pass."
"Thank you for saying that. Why do you stay unemployed? I thought I heard you were working somewhere."
"I had a business in China and came back to Korea not long ago. I am still thinking about what I want to do."
"Oh, I see. Give me your number. I still live in Bucheon. Here is my number."
"Thank you. Call me once you pass the exam!"
 
Gun-Ho gazed at Min-Hyeok's back blankly.
"I hope he can pass the exam. If I remember correctly, his father is a bus driver. I guess he is trying so hard to get out of the inherited poverty. Going for the government job exam is maybe the right choice for him. People say that if you pass the level-9 government job exam you can be proud of yourself, and if you pass the level-7, then your family will be proud of you. Haha."
Gun-Ho let out a sigh and smiled bitterly.
 
Gun-Ho continued walking in the square.
"What if MB is not elected?"
Gun-Ho shook his head thinking he would be elected for sure.
"What if MB dies of an accident? I read from some book that when one of our former presidents, Syngman Rhee was a presidential candidate, the two opposing presidential candidates—Dr. Byeong-Wook Jo and Dr. Ik-Hee Shin died unexpectedly while running for president."
Gun-Ho found himself staggering at the thought of the possibility of MB's sudden death.
"I need more training in controlling my mind. It has been only a week since I bought the stocks, and I am already feeling anxious."
Gun-Ho couldn't concentrate on books at the library because he was distracted by all sorts of what-if thoughts.
"I can't go on like this. Let's go on a trip abroad. I will go to Japan."

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.

Tang Chunlan sneezed lightly when she stepped into her father's office.
Am I being cursed by that old hag?
"Do you have a cold?" Her father frowned.
"No, Father. I am alright." She sat down.
He brought out a bunch of documents and put it on the table, looking at her with slight hesitation. "You have not yet recovered. Are you sure you want to work now?"
"Yes, Dad. Give me the account books please." She asked patiently.
He sighed and gave her the books. "Don't overwork yourself. If you feel tired just go home. No need to wait for me.
"Okay, Dad."
"I have to go. I have another board meeting."
She nodded, too engrossed in reading already. Hearing the door shut quietly, she furrowed her eyebrows in distress.
The account books were a little bit dusty but were kept and written in an orderly fashion. As she turned the pages, she felt her head ache from all the numbers she saw.
I hate numbers, signs, anything related to Mathematics!
That kind of thing is Jihai's forte!
Like a light bulb lit, her eyes widened as the idea sprung in her head. "Jihai!"
She picked up her phone and made a call, waiting until she heard a beep. "Hi."
She heard the sounds of plates being stacked. "Chunlan." He replied.
"Are you busy?"
"A little bit."
"I need your help. I have sent you the details via email. If you are free, please help me." She felt guilty to be adding more to his workload so she decided to try reading them later.
"Okay." He paused. "Have you heard anything about Mengqi and Honglin?"
"Not yet. But the doctor said he will inform me immediately they wake up."
"Alright. I have to go now. Take care of yourself."
"You too. Love you, Jihai." She didn't care that he didn't respond. She just wanted to give him all the love she didn't give him in her past life. Since she reincarnated, she felt choked with hatred, fear and pain. She felt she had really wronged him too much.
The line went silent for a minute. "Me too."
Three hours later, she finally leaned back and stretched her body carefully after closing the last account book. Her father walked into the room, loosening his tie as he sat down. His eyes betrayed his worn out state.
"Has the meeting ended?" She walked to the dispenser and got him a glass of water.
"Yes. The building of the hotels in Guangzhou and Chongqing has been put on hold. The materials were found to be of low quality, causing money to be wasted. Some of our branches are also complaining of low funds." He drank the glass of water and sighed.
"Low quality? Have we talked to the suppliers?" She frowned.
"The materials brought by the supplies was inspected before construction, plus they have been working with us for years now. Their credibility makes it hard for us to question them." He gave her a puzzled look.
She kept quiet, twirling the pen in her hand. "Dad, how long has VK group been investing in this company?"
"For nine years."
"According to the account books, they invest 50 million dollars each year, which is distributed in several branches. But only our branches in Europe are bringing in low income." She tapped the books on the table.
Huizhong's eyes turned sharp."Really? VK group has been managing the hotels in Europe for years now since we have partial partnership, and recently they requested a large sum of money for renovations ."
"We need to send someone to investigate. As for the materials, leave it to me." She comforted her father.
Her father merely smiled. "Thank you, Chunlan. I hope you can conti-"
*Ring Ring*
"Hello?" Huizhong answered.
"Husband." Haifeng's nervous voice rang out.
"What is it? Has Mr Ke gone to pick up his wife?"
"Yes, they just left. I have a request." She said softly.
"Speak." He signaled Chunlan to get him another glass of water.
"I need some money."
"Okay. How much?"
She hesitated. "500 million."
"WHAT?!" His voice bellowed, making Chunlan who had just entered flinch.

When Tang Chunlan transmigrated into another world, she did everything according to the book; she was ruthless to her enemies, loyal to her friends and good to strangers.

Or maybe she wasn't.

Because at the end, she gained everything but lost the most important thing she wanted the most: her husband.

Given a second chance, she said
 "Bai Jihai, I am sorry for all the times I never said sorry. And I was always grateful even though I never said thank you.
In this life, I will fulfill your dreams and sacrifice my own willingly. This time, I will only be good to your family and friends and ruthless to your enemies. 

Bai Jihai, I will correct my past mistakes!"

After leaving the dungeon, I grabbed a taxi. 
 
By doing this, I was able to level up, but I was not able to obtain the weapon I wanted. 
 
And the B rank stones, even though I was investing time, I was not able to take them back since I couldn't clear the dungeon. 
 
It cannot go on like this. 
 
"Thank you. Take care." 
 
The place I arrived at was the Awakened market near the level 18 hunting grounds. 
 
After leaving the taxi, I went to the biggest market there. 
 
It was because I was buying a high cla.s.s item. 
 
In the store, there were many customers present. 
 
While I was wandering aimlessly, a 20 year old female store employee came towards me. 
 
The average male would not want any employee to come and help them.  
 
I felt like there was no point in coming to the large market. 
 
The employee was someone who spoke business like. 
 
"Welcome." 
 
"Yes. h.e.l.lo." 
 
"Is there something you are looking for?" 
 
"Trying to purchase a Necromancer skill book." 
 
Yes. High ranking magic attacks have anti healing properties, like a rice cake painting. 
 
It was something that I couldn't even dream about with the money I had.  
 
That's why I was planning to buy the cheaper alternative, a debuff skill. 
 
It had the same effect, but no one but the Necromancer could use it, since there would be a 10 times the mana cost penalty. 
 
"Necromancer skill book. Please come this way?" 
 
Following the guidance of the employee, we headed towards the corner of the store. 
 
Unlike the small markets near home, there were many guards looking over the place. 
 
Each armed to the teeth, that is. 
 
The inside of the market was divided like a bookstore, and none of the actual items were on display, as only pictures of them were hung up. 
 
Even the half A rank weapon I used was hung up as picture in a corner. 
 
"This is where the necro skill books are, but what are you looking for specifically?" 
 
"'Lower Resist' and "Un-Recoverable' please." 
 
"Understood. Lower Resist is over here, and you said Un-Recoverable?" 
 
She turned towards me to confirm. 
 
"Yes." 
 
"But why are you saying it in such a difficult terminology. You can just call it anti healing skill. That's what everyone calls it. It's not like there is another 'anti healing' magic found in any other schools of magic." 
 
"Ah….. I just memorized it the way the encyclopedia had it written…"  
 
"Guess it hasn't been long since you became an Awakened." 
 
"Yes." 
 
The employee smirked and spoke. 
 
After picking up the two skill books, she continued. 
 
"Did you need anything else?" 
 
"Healer cla.s.s attack power buff skill book as well." 
 
"Yes. Understood." 
 
As soon as I finished talking, two guards by the wall headed towards me and the employee. 
 
'Oh? What the.' 
 
Without thinking, strength went into both my arms. 
 
Looking at my eyes that went wide, she plastered on a fake smile and spoke. 
 
"Out of all the items at our store, the skill books are considered one of the most prized possessions. That's why there are guards that come along when we bring them out. Sorry if it surprised you." 
 
"Ah… Yes….." 
 
I guess it made sense since the Necromancer debuff skill book alone was $60,000

Ma Yang looked slightly puzzled. "Er… why does it sound like we'll be doing charity?"
Pei Qian quickly shook his head and explained, "This isn't charity! 
"Tengda will do charity in the future, but this firm is meant to be a legitimate venture capital firm. The difference is that we would never receive any money in return for doing charity. 
"On the other hand, while we could incur losses by investing, we could also profit. Who would be able to tell? 
"All I'm saying is, don't prioritize generating profit. Our priority should be realizing dreams, understand? 
"If we end up incurring losses, it'll be alright. After all, providing venture capital is risky. I'm sure everyone appreciates that there will be risks involved." 
Ma Yang was beginning to understand. "Well… Brother Qian, does that mean that we can invest in any dream that needs to be realized?" 
Pei Qian nodded profusely. "That's right! Old Ma, I love that you're so fast in comprehending me!" 
Ma Yang became even more excited.
At the beginning, he had thought that investment firms were where money bred more money. 
However, after hearing Pei Qian's description, Ma Yang realized something else. Not only could investment firms generate profit, but they could also help businesses—on the brink of insolvency—to realize their dreams.
Thinking about it this way made Ma Yang feel like an angel in white, responsible for saving the lives of others. 
At once, he felt much better about himself! 
"Brother Qian, when do we start investing? I can barely wait!" Unable to sit still for much longer, Ma Yang immediately tried to jump to his feet. 
However, Pei Qian quickly held him down. "Don't be too eager. 
"In order to do a good job, we must have the best tools. I will look for a satisfactory assistant for you in the next few days." 
Investing was complex and highly technical. Ordinary venture capital firms normally took many steps before deciding to invest in a particular company. 
They had to shortlist the investment proposals provided by various entrepreneurs, review them, consider the investment projects from various angles, interview the ventures' managers, understand businesses' history, and engage in complicated negotiations and valuations…
Ma Yang could do none of these. 
At most, he could read the investment proposals and decide how much to invest in each venture. However, he knew nothing about the concrete operations behind the scenes.
Of course, this was also why Pei Qian chose him to take over this responsibility. 
However, in order for the venture capital firm to operate as per normal, he needed someone to take care of the miscellaneous tasks.
Even if Pei Qian did not hire an assistant for Ma Yang, Ma Yang would look for someone to help him once he realized that he could not handle everything on his own. Then, Pei Qian might end up with an unsalvageable mess. 
Thus, Pei Qian decided to take the initiative! 
He decided to hire a knowledgeable and experienced assistant for Ma Yang, who would do all the work but not interfere in Ma Yang's decisions. 
It would be best if the assistant did not even answer Ma Yang's questions. 
Pei Qian asked, "As a future venture capitalist, do you have any expectations of your job?" 
Ma Yang confidently patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Brother Qian! I know it all! 
"Many businesses will hand their proposals to me. In turn, I will transfer them all to professionals, who would then brief me on which ones had potential and which ones didn't. 
"I would filter out the scammers first! Then, I would ask them to point out to me the ventures that had the most potential and then invest heavily in those!" 
Pei Qian was speechless. "…" 
Now that you said that, I don't want to hand the investment firm over to you anymore. 
Ai, Old Ma… when will you finally understand your role? 
Pei Qian shook his head. "You cannot do that. You cannot allow your assistant to shortlist the proposals. You must do it on your own!" 
Ma Yang looked confused. "Huh? Why? I know nothing about this." 
Pei Qian said solemnly, "You might not understand the figures, but you definitely understand what a heart with a dream looks like! 
"Think about it. How would small companies with lofty dreams have the energy to do up their investment proposals? 
"Dreams are often up in the air and filled with emotions. How can one write them in detail and reduce them to cold, hard numbers so that they look realistic and pragmatic? 
"If someone else filters the proposals for you, they would have to filter out all the small companies with lofty dreams, which really need the money! 
"That's why you have to do this job on your own! 
"Any well-knit, carefully-worded proposal with detailed and reliable figures is devoid of dreams! The beautifully-worded proposals with missing figures and infectious energy are the ones with real dreams! Dream Realization Ventures would only be investing in dreams if we invest in the latter type of ventures! 
"You must remember this. Hidden inside every unreliable investment proposal is an even bigger dream!" 
A realization dawned on Ma Yang, causing him to nod. "So that's the case. That makes sense!" 
Seeing that Ma Yang was becoming persuaded, Pei Qian kept working hard. "You must remember that the name of our investment firm would be Dream Realization Ventures. 
"Whether we make money or not would not be important, but we must invest in dreams! 
"We can relax on every other standard, but not on realizing dreams. We must insist never to invest in projects that do not contain dreams, understand?" 
Ma Yang nodded profusely. "I understand!" 
Pei Qian could tell from Ma Yang's expression that his brainwashing attempt had succeeded. As long as no one tried to correct Ma Yang's understanding, the latter would probably hold onto this mindset for a long time. 
"Brother Qian, I'm going into seclusion for now, then. I'm going to buy some books on investment and try to get a good grasp of the relevant knowledge!" 
Ma Yang looked very excited. 
Pei Qian was just about to stop him, but when he recalled how Ma Yang had performed even after reading technical books on game design, he immediately relaxed. 
He decided to allow Old Ma to work hard. The harder he worked, the quicker they would fail…
… 
When he returned to Tengda, Pei Qian approached Assistant Xin. 
"Find me an investment consultant who has a good grasp of investment processes.
"Don't stipulate any other requirements except this: no matter what the boss asks, he is not to give any investment advice or influence the boss' thought process." 
Assistant Xin's eyes filled with confusion. 
"Find an investment consultant who will not provide investment advice? Then… what do you want a 'consultant' for?" 
Pei Qian answered, "The consultant will just be in charge of administrative tasks." 
Assistant Xin pondered for a moment and said, "We don't need to look exclusively for investment consultants, then. We can look for analysts or assistants with experience working in investment firms."
Pei Qian nodded. "That works!" 
Boss Pei could not wish for anything more. 
In true Assistant Xin fashion, she did not ask any more questions. "Alright, I'll find someone now." 
Pei Qian did not care if the person Assistant Xin found would be an analyst, an investment assistant, or a director. As long as he did not provide Ma Yang with any advice, everything would be fine. 
… 
… 
In the evening…
Hao Qiong had just gotten off work and was preparing to go home. He felt slightly fuzzy. He had spent the entire day at work playing horror games. 
Director Lin even pulled down the curtains so that everyone could properly experience the horror games in broad daylight. The darkness added to the atmosphere and immersiveness.
All the employees at Shang Yang Games put on headphones and watched the big screen, fully immersing themselves in the horror games. 
They ended up screaming constantly.
What's more, the screams happened in waves. Every time someone got frightened and screamed, the people around the person would get frightened and scream as well.
It was almost infectious. The atmosphere was insane. 
Hao Qiong had been terrified, but he had no other choice. Director Lin had given orders. Since their next project was going to be a horror game, every single employee had to play horror games diligently. That would ensure that their horror game would turn out frightening.
Just thinking about being tortured similarly over the next few days exhausted Hao Qiong. 
Hao Qiong left the office and walked home. He had rented an apartment near the company. It was only a ten-minute walk away and very convenient for him. 
As he walked, Hao Qiong heard someone behind him cough. 
"Ah!" 
Hao Qiong was terrified, thinking that he had just bumped into a ghost. 
However, when he turned around, he realized that he had frightened the other person as well. Both of them jumped in the air, looking at each other in horror. 
The person who had coughed behind Hao Qiong was a working adult in his thirties. At that moment, he looked every bit as scared as Hao Qiong. 
Confused, Hao Qiong asked, "What are you doing?!" 
The working adult looked even more puzzled. "…I only coughed. Why did you have to overreact?" 
Hao Qiong fell silent and realized that he was right. He had played too many horror games at work and ended up overreacting. 
"I'm sorry, I got frightened. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." 
Hao Qiong apologized and left. 
Suddenly, the working adult stopped him. "Er… Brother, please hold on. Actually, I came looking for you because I had a serious matter to discuss with you. 
"Let me introduce myself. I work in the human resources department of Hengtu Games. My name is Wu Bin.
"Brother, are you intending to switch companies?"
Hao Qiong blinked and then realized that this man was a head-hunter. 
Although he was having a tough time playing horror games at work now, Hao Yun also received a high salary, huge bonuses, and feasts at Ming Yun Private Kitchen. With all these in mind, he shook his head decisively and said, "No." 
Hao Qiong started to walk away, but Wu Bin quickly stopped him again. 
"Brother! Brother, please hold on. 
"You don't have to turn me down so quickly. We can go to a nearby coffee shop for a chat. As they say—even if the transaction falls through, we can remain friends. We're working in the same industry anyway. Let's get to know each other." 
Hao Qiong still wanted to leave, but he was a weak-willed man. Unable to fend himself against Wu Bin's smooth tongue, he reluctantly agreed to go to a nearby coffee shop to chat with Wu Bin.
Both of them took their seats.
As Wu Bin wiped the perspiration from his forehead, he inwardly rejoiced about successfully bluffing someone into having coffee with him after working so hard. 
Hao Qiong was not the first employee that Wu Bin had found. 
Before this, Wu Bin had tried emailing, calling, and other means of contacting other employees in Tengda Games and Shang Yang Games.
However, no one paid any attention to him. 
No one returned his emails, and everyone hung up on him after he introduced himself. 
However, Wu Bin had a mission to accomplish. He was so helpless that he had to resort to the primitive way of standing outside the company's entrance to wait! 
There were higher chances of success in poaching people if they interacted face-to-face. 
He did some basic research and discovered that Hao Qian was an ordinary employee, who could be considered relatively marginalized in Shang Yang Games. Wu Bin did not think that it would be difficult to poach him. 
Of course, Wu Bin did not dare to go after core workers like Ye Zhizhou or Li Yada. These people enjoyed fame and riches in Tengda. Not only could they produce good games, but they could also earn good money. How could Wu Bin poach them? 
However, this man named Hao Qiong was only in charge of basic, miscellaneous roles in Tengda's subsidiary, Shang Yang Games. He was probably not paid that well either. 
No matter how good Tengda's welfare and benefits were, Wu Bin guessed that a marginalized employee like Hao Qiong probably could not be treated all that well. 
He should be able to poach Hao Qiong as long as he offered a generous salary, right? 
Wu Bin had no other choice. His boss had given him orders to poach a few people from Tengda Games so that they could learn from Tengda's advanced endeavors.
At that thought, Wu Bin sorrowfully paid for both of their drinks and then prepared to display his gift of the gab. He had to seduce this naive-looking, young man to work for his company instead. 


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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