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Dayeong Lee has been my best friend since preschool. It doesn't matter how many times you've said the same thing she never gets  tired of hearing ridiculous stories. Non judgmental person always has your back and is pretty smart. 
    Her parents are supportive to most of her decisions except her studies. When it comes to her studies her parents have full control. She applied for a scholarship at Hana Academy. Her sophomore year in a new high school without her best friend would be terrible. So she thought.

Who would’ve thought that an unexpected phone call could change the life’s of seven highschoolers forever.

Gu Mengmeng remembered, Lea had once said that to her.
Just that that time…
Sighing, she pushed him aside, "Stop fooling around, you know I wouldn't eat you."
Lea was devastated, seeming to be disappointed by how unmatched Gu Mengmeng was. He patted his tummy, mumbling to himself, "It's definitely very yummy, why would she not like it?"
Gu Mengmeng was really speechless. First Barete, then Elvis, now Lea. What's wrong with the males of the beast world? There is an abundance of resources, so much to eat, why must they suggest for others to eat themselves? Do they think they are damned mantises?"
Gu Mengmeng sat back into Elvis' arms, looking at Lea, "Sit down, let's eat something together."
Lea nodded and sat cross-legged beside Elvis, his elbows on his knees, hands on his cheeks, smiling at Gu Mengmeng, "Are you planning on eating me after feeding me till I'm fat?"
Gu Mengmeng raised her tiny fist, gesturing like she was about to his someone, "Don't agitate me, I just gave birth and can't take scared, you keep telling me damned horror stories about eating others, if you scare me until I can't produce more milk, I will fight to the death with you for my son."
Lea shrugged, finally getting this topic over and done with. 
Gu Mengmeng scooped a large piece of meat for Elvis, "You took care of the five of us for a whole day but I didn't see you eat anything. It was probably hard on you during my pregnancy, you're tired, aren't you?"
Elvis did not reject, because winter was indeed going to be over, and the food kept in the cave was sufficient for them to consume until the prey comes out during the wet season. 
To prevent food wastage, Elvis chewed the bones with pieces before swallowing whole, because he realized that cooked bones were much easier to digest than raw bones. Rather than throwing away which is a pity, he would consume it. So, he had often secretly picked up the leftover bones Gu Mengmeng had chewed on and ate them, trying to save as much food for Gu Mengmeng as possible. 
Gu Mengmeng had already gotten used to Elvis' habit of not spitting out his bones after eating them, so she usually picked the meat with fewer bones for him, fearing that he might get indigestion and form a stone or something. 
Elvis swallowed his food, pecking Gu Mengmeng on the cheek, "How can I be considered to be suffering compared to what you have gone through?"
Gu Mengmeng smiled, feeling very warm inside. 
She had an older sister who had a white-collar job in a company before her wedding, with a salary slightly lower than ten thousand, feeling very confident wherever she went. However, she got pregnant shortly after her marriage and her husband wanted to take care of the baby at home, which she agreed to. However, once she quit her job, it was not easy to go back to work. Waiting for labor while being pregnant, waiting for the child to go to preschool after giving birth, waiting for the child to go to primary school after preschool. However, her husband cheated on her even before the child went to primary school because he had enough of the ruckus the child made and the complaints the wife had. He still asked his wife, "Which man is willing to go back home every day to look at a faded old woman?"
Her older sister said, how could he not consider the ties between husband and wife? After all, she had given birth for him. 
However, the man gave a snort of contempt, replying with a question, "Which woman can't give birth? It has originally been your duty."
That time, the older sister carried the child out and chugged beer after beer, crying to Gu Mengmeng: I'm not afraid to suffer with him, to suffer for him, I'm afraid that he can't see everything I have done. I never wanted to live in luxury, I just wanted some words of comfort. 


Going for a swim, she ends up in an ancient wild Beast World and ends up being brought home by a handsome wolf.
She wants to stick to the handsome wolf, stock some salt, farm some land, look at some handsome men and grow old like that, but the handsome wolf pounces on her every day.
What? He wants her to have babies?
NO~ NO~ NO~ There is no happy ending to interspecies marriages, hurry and let go of me handsome wolf~

[Mini Story]
"Wolf King, Wolf King, the Queen said that the eyes of the merman prince are as beautiful as the stars in the sky."
"Yes, they’re beautiful indeed, dig them out and send them to the Queen."

"Wolf King, Wolf King, the Queen said that the First Beauty in the tribe, the snake princess’s skin has a unique and fine texture."
"Yes, it’s unique indeed, rip that snake princess's skin off and send it to the Queen."

"Wolf King, Wolf King, the Queen said that the Wolf King is impressively-looking, the world’s one and only."
"What’re you waiting for? Quickly send me to the Queen!"


Friday.

Liya and Jacob were having their breakfast.

"Mommy can we go buy more books?" Jacob asked after while putting down his mug he just drank milk from.

Liya wiped his lips with a napkin, "Sure sweetie. We'll go to the university bookstore after lunch, okay?"

By this time, Liya was already used to Jacob's unusually fast learning. He would ask her to buy more books every now and then that his room was getting cramped from all the books he's finished.

"Baby, what do you say we donate the books you're done with to the university students?"

"Okay Mommy. I want to come with you!" Jacob said with sparkling eyes.

Liya giggled and pinched his cheek. "But not today. We have to ask for permission first."

Liya drove off Jacob to preschool after breakfast. She didn't go to the gym today because she planned to buy the latest gadgets for her son. He was quickly learning new things and she thought he now needed his own desktop computer and laptop, cellphone, and a new tablet. The tablet Jacob uses was an old one and right just in time, a new model of tablet was recently released.

She was checking out a display of the tablet when she recognized someone currently exiting the store who, by the looks of it, was just done buying.

She left her spot, ran up to the person and grabbed his arm. "Ghost." Liya said, her voice almost a whisper.

The person who was initially confused instantly panicked, but his eyes showed a dangerous glint.

"I don't mean any harm." She shook her head, trying to make him understand that her intentions were not evil.

The person was still tensed so she introduced herself. "My name is Liya Fain, sister of Liem Fain, CEO of Fain Group. I'm also a major shareholder of 3LG. If that's not enough--"

"Okay, Liya Fain, if that's even really your name, how do you know me?" He asked, relaxing a bit, but still had his guard up.

Well shit. What does she say now? She just grabbed him without even thinking!

"Let's find a place to sit down first and then we can chat, okay?"

He squinted his eyes but nonetheless agreed.

Liya led him to a common family restaurant to make him feel less threatened. The more people surrounding them, the more he'd feel at ease.

They only ordered coffee, just not to be rude to the waitress. They just stared at each other, waiting for the waitress to arrive with their coffee and leave them alone, so they can finally start their talk.

The man was beautiful. His face had hints of feminine but his overall image was manly. Not as manly as Gabe or Axel, but still built. She internally blushed when she thought of Axel.

Not long after…

"So, Miss Liya Fain, what do you know?"  He asked while staring directly at her eyes.

"Anton Gauer, online alias Ghost. Both parents are German. You moved here with your mother after the divorce." Liya answered, observing his reaction. And like she expected, he tensed up.

"I can't tell you how I got to know you and these things, and I might seem suspicious and untrustworthy. But trust me on one thing. Your lover is a cheater. Don't reveal your identity." She told him cautiously. She waited for him to talk, but it looked like he had no intentions of responding so she got up and walked away.

Anton Gauer was a very popular and notorious hacker. Of course, nobody knew who he was, people only knew him by his codename Ghost.

The public branded him a hero, but the authorities regarded him a criminal. Ghost spent his free time exposing illegal behind-the-scene activities by prominent companies, injustice caused by bribed lawyers and judges, and many more.

The list of people he offended included high-ranking officials and rich tycoons, a hell lot of them. They put a bounty for Ghost's identity in the black market but none was successful.

None, until his lover betrayed him and died clueless. Liya learned of his identity the day he was found dead. Apparently, Anton Gauer, famously known for his online alias Ghost, was killed in a hit-and-run. A premeditated plan by an organization he ruthlessly ruined by exposing their dirty deeds.

One question remained unanswered. How were they able to identify him? He was, afterall, one of the best.

It remained a mystery until a year later, when a rookie, but still an exceptional one who claimed to be a fan of Ghost, exposed what really transpired. Anton revealed his identity to his long-time lover from highschool, but the partner he's been with through most of his life rat him off to the people he's offended. It turned out Anton's lover has been cheating all this time and has been wanting to get rid of him, and Anton's revelation was the perfect opportunity.

Anton was a very remarkable hacker. He'd seen and known almost everything about almost everyone, but he never once doubted and intruded on his lover's privacy. Anton's story struck the hearts of many people, Liya included. But as ironic as it sounded, Liya who should've learnt something from Anton's story, was in the end also betrayed by the one person she loved the most.

Having been through something as unbelievable as being reborn, it mattered not even the tiniest bit to her how it happened. Only one thing was on her mind:

She had her baby back.

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The little bun has been watching his mom. "Where's Daddy's morning kiss?" Jacob asked.

Axel quickly seconded. "Uhuh, where's mine?"

Liya giggled to their antics. Jacob was innocently clueless while the other one was shameless. She walked up to Axel and kissed his cheek, but at the last moment he turned to her, resulting to their lips touching.

"Mmhh, what a good morning indeed." Axel commented. Liya just giggled again.

"Hey, that's not fair." The two saw Jacob pouting. Why did he only get a kiss on the cheek?

"Jacob, you should only kiss someone's lips if you want to marry the person. So from now on, Mommy's lips only belong to me. Understand?" Axel explained to the little child, his tone was serious but his eyes contained mirth.

Jacob nodded. "Got it, Daddy!"

"Save your lips for the right girl, alright?"

"Okay, Daddy! I'll keep it in mind."

"Good boy." Axel praised him and the little kid earned another pat on his head.

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Imagine being held accountable to everything you wrote in an online chat...  even jokes...

Don't mind the Yaoi on the title, it is just to show you an example of the format...

Here is the example, enjoy~ 

Our MC was an online troll that made a lot of edgy jokes online.  He thought it was fine to joke online because it won't affect him in real life.  It was all fun making edgy jokes, but he once typed jokingly "My dream is to die a 100 years old virgin, so I can reincarnate in the next life as a sage!".  Weirdly enough, it happened, he wasn't able to lose his virginity due to misfortunate circumstances happening whenever he tries to lose his virginity (You can put the most absurd stories here, such as trying to lose his virginity with a prostitute and the building getting raided by the police and sht like that).

Anyway, the MC dies a 100 years old virgin, the same as the joke he told in the online chat.  He gets reincarnated in another world.  He sees his dad carrying him first, and then he hears a feminine voice asking his dad to give him over.  He assumed that it was his mom, but the moment he look at it, it appears that his mom is a man?

The MC said in the chat before daring a girl he had a crush on jokingly "Women are so cruel! If there was a world where men could give birth, women would go extinct!".  God have held him accountable for his joke XD, and now he is in a world where if he wanted to lose his virginity, he will have to be gay...  But the MC isn't gay...  So will he die a 100 years old virgin sage and become a god as he said in the chat? "and in the next life I will die a 100 years old virgin sage, and ascend godhood!".  

(Yeah, don't forget that he is a sage in this life...)

^ that was an example, but the idea is~ hold your MC accountable to whatever he wrote in an online chat...  You can make one of the most absurd stories using this format, you can even fuck the space time continuum XD

Unlucky, or lucky, you decide, just do whatever you want and enjoy writing it.  Pretty sure everyone will have a blast :P

Novel ideas I have, but have no time to write.  Sharing those ideas in the hope to support people who are getting into writing  but cannot think of any plot.  I will be glad if you used my plots as references, and am going to support you if you ever needed any suggestions. 

Not saying that my ideas are the best.  I am a human, so my ideas might be flawed, but they should be good enough for new writers at most.

Milia deleted her instagram account[1] after her break-up with Stephen and made a new one. Well, it sounds silly but that way Milia deleted all the chats and contacts, pictures and memories. All the posts[2] of her with Stephen and the stories[3] of their meeting up and many things Milia thought was romantic but in reality it wasn't. Milia opened a new instagram account and added her friends and acquaintances. 

Author: Oh! Yeah.. this 'online-modern-day-love' is inspired from the budding love stories in the time of pandemic. Author has no intention to hurt or disrespect anyone's feelings, religion, work, or anything. Any resemblance to the actual event is a mere coincidence because it is all of the author's imagination. 

Milia put up a decent yet a tempting profile picture. She was wearing an Indian plain blue saree, with a black netted blouse. Her back towards the camera and her hands to the sides as if she were turning and her shoulder length wavy hair flying in the air making a semi-circle which indicates that the picture is a candid one. The saree accentuated her features. The slightly deep cut blouse revealed her fair porcelain skin and her slim hands stood out as she wore a black coloured fitness band which looked slightly bigger on her small wrist. (author: rolling her eyes.. 'a fitness band over a saree? Like seriously..?')

Milia got many follow requests[4], she accepted the ones she knew. After a week or two, Justin sent her a follow request. Milia saw the notification on her phone and wondered whether to accept it or not. Milia knew in bits about Justin from Ira. (I have explained the complex relations in chapter4) After some time Milia accepted his request and then requested to follow back. Justin instantly accepted her request. For a few days, no one texted each other, but one night. 

Justin's story had information regarding some news which could create panic and Milia cross-checked the information on the internet which showed that it's a false alarm. Milia can't stand any such thing that creates panic especially when all students are getting anxiety and stress because of covid-19 [5]. Milia replies to his story saying 'this is fake news and it's creating panic amongst students.' After sometime when Justin came online and saw the message from Milia. Usually he ignores messages that are not from his friends but this message piqued his interest. 'So there's actually a girl who boldly texts strangers.' he thought and replied to her "I am sorry. My intention wasn't that but as you said it'd create panic and so I deleted it. Thanks for pointing it out." Milia saw this and smiled, she thought 'he knows he's wrong so he apologised. Seems like a nice guy.' "it's alright :)" she replied.

And from here my dear readers the story will move on. The previous chapters which seemed to have no link in between will now connect. Milia and Justin are now gonna chat and find each other very similar. Milia who is grieving over her break-up and trying to move-on will text him and talk to him about his views on life, love and responsibility. Justin who's already not a believer in love will text Milia and ask her if she believes in a 'second chance' in life and love. They both believe in vibes and get good vibes from each other. Milia is too quick to catch when Justin gets nervous and Justin is stunned to know that this stranger whom he has never met but heard off can see through people so easily. They both get attracted to each other but they both won't take the conversation beyond a casual and a healthy flirting. Some heart-fluttering moments, some moments of surprise, some moments of awkwardness and some moments of closeness. Is this texting going to turn into a 'modern day love story with an old school heart?' or.. Will they go to their separate paths? Time will decide about that. And if you readers think, how can they text a stranger so casually, this is where the catch is. Milia and Justin are Ira's best friends. Ira speaks of Milia to Justin and about Justin to Milia. Even though they haven't spoken to each other, they know about each other. And the comment section on Ira's instagram is filled with comments of these two people who comment all good and worse things on Ira's posts. They're seeing the constant friendship the opposite one has with Ira and thus they feel an unknown thread of trust tying them together in this conversation. Milia's straightforward, bold and a shameless personality in contrast to Justin's shy, nervous and immature and innocent personality is going to make a fun yet a very heart-warming conversation.
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The chapter today is short because I am cooped up with my studies. Previously it was announced that my exams might get cancelled but now it's announced saying that the university will be conducting exams and so, very unfortunately I won't be able to write everyday even though I want to. But I'll give as many updates as I can. I hope you support me and my book. Your author is a college student. And this is my fourth semester in college. I'll try and give you all as many updates as I can. That's a promise. I hope you'll understand my side. 
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The following information regarding instagram is taken from the internet for informational purposes only. 

 1. Instagram account: Instagram is a free, online photo-sharing application and social network platform that was acquired by Facebook in 2012. Instagram allows users to edit and upload photos and short videos through a mobile app. ... Users also have the option of making their profile private so that only their followers can view their posts. 
 
2. Posts: An Instagram post is a photo or video that an Instagram user shares on the platform. 

3. Stories: Instagram Stories is a feature within the Instagram app where users can capture and post related images and video content in a slideshow format. ... Stories allow the addition of text, drawings and emoticons to images or video clips. Like Snapchat, filters and augmented reality (AR) stickers are also available for Stories.

4. Follow requests: If your account is set to private, anyone who wants to see your photos or videos will have to send you a follower request. Follow Requests will appear in your Activity. To approve a request, tap Confirm. To deny a request, tap Delete.

5. Covid-19: Coronavirus disease 


Jiang Dejun and his wife were urged back due to work. The reason needless to say was due to [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] suddenly emerging into fame.

Discovering the author Bright Moon was supposedly from Shanghai, the excitement and interest of all the publishing houses in Shanghai were naturally aroused.

Currently there were few in the industry who didn't know about the novel!

The hottest topic on the Internet right now was -"Did you read [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] today?"

The new legend of online novels! Today the number of hits on it had exceeded a million!

Just the traffic it brought in alone had almost broken the Tianya Forum servers!

...

As [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became more and more popular on the Internet and more and more popular in reality, more and more publishers and retailers began to focus on the book. The book in their eyes was the Chinese [Harry Potter], a gold mine! And the author who hadn't appeared yet, Bright Moon was the JK Rowling of China! "

It was a pity that Bright Moon was too inconspicuous. The chapters uploaded online were almost enough to produce a book, but he still hadn't contacted a publisher yet. Unlike JK Rowling who, when she finished writing [Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone] instantly began to search everywhere for publishers, suffering through several twists and turns before she managed to successfully publish her novel.

Bright Moon still remained hiding in the dark, despite them taking the initiative and swarming him with messages and flattery.

This left the major publishing houses anxious and distraught. As the book became more and more popular, piracy had begun to appear but the author still hadn't appeared! Was he insane? This was all potential money!

The local publishers in Shanghai especially were in pain. This was like hearing the God of Wealth was at your doorstep, but you couldn't find your keys to unlock the door. 

Executives began trying to contact Tianya to find a way to contact the author and some even resorted to looking for hackers to track Jiang Cheng's address.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Jiang Cheng. After all, staying in the United States for so many years in his past life and having been in contact with future tech, he had a few tricks up his sleeve to prevent people tracking him down. He created a bunch of fake temporary emails and routed his internet connection through a bunch of VPN's. 

He was unaware but Jiang Cheng's actions killed the arrogance of those domestic hackers who usually held proud gazes, and let them deeply understand their own shortcomings as they ran head first into Microsoft's brand new PPTP VPN network. Running into it now ahead of time before it became mainstream, China's hacking underworld actually gained a boost as they developed ahead of time, indirectly driving the vigorous development of computer technology in China. And a few years later, Jiang Cheng would even profit because of this, though he didn't realize it now. 

Xu Guoqing, Chairman and the main shareholder of Southern Weekly Publishing House, was also amongst those eagerly searching for Bright Moon.

The performance of Southern Weekly had dropped so badly in the past two years that it was in need of revitalizing before it truly fell into deep trouble and it was at this time that [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] had appeared. Xu Guoqing was attracted at first sight by [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] not because he was a fan of the book, but because he saw the vast money making potential of it!

This was the kind of work that could save their publishing house. Xu Guoqing wanted it and Southern Weekly needed it!

Southern Weekly was also the publishing house where Jiang Cheng's father Jiang Dejun worked, 

It was formerly known as Southern Publishing House but Southern Weekly was one of their core magazines, having been extremely popular for some time in the 1990's and due to the brand recognition it provided they had eventually decided to rename the publishing house after it.

However despite it's fancy new name, the performance of Southern Weekly had fallen sharply, exiting it's honeymoon period as it headed for the sunset.

In Jiang Cheng's view, the main reason for the decline in Southern Weekly's performance was that it's thinking was too old. Southern Weekly mainly dealt with documentary reports, tracking current affairs at home and abroad and asking experts and scholars to give reports.
 
This was very popular in the last century, because at that time people had very little access to information, only resorting to newspapers and magazines; But now there were more and more channels of information, which were ultimately faster and cheaper. For paper media to compete would only get harder and more futile.

When people could just search for what they wanted to know without much hustle for free, why would they want to pay for your magazines and newspapers? Which were neither fast or up to date.

Even if they didn't want to go online, they could just watch those news channels. Why go and buy magazines and newspapers?

As a result, mergers were becoming more and more prevalent. There were fewer and fewer small and medium-sized publishing houses, with most either being annexed by the main titans or closing down. Those who didn't want to go bankrupt, switched to do something else. 

Southern Weekly could sustain itself up to now, thanks to the brand loyalty they had accumulated among their middle-aged and elderly customer base in their early years. But while they were fine currently they were running on a timer.

So Xu Guoqing seeing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] becoming more and more popular became hopeful and anxious. 

But that hope soon transformed to frustration and anger when he realized that his CEO and editor-in-chief, Jiang Dejun at such a critical juncture had taken his wife to Hainan on holiday and was seemingly pulling off a second honeymoon!

"Oh, it wasn't a honeymoon, but a family trip to Hainan. So why is your son still at home?"

"The kid said he didn't want to go, so the two of you went alone. How is that not a honeymoon?"

The most excessive thing was that Jiang Dejun had been gone for almost a month, and he still hadn't come back?

Seeing that they hadn't had much work recently, he actually went and approved himself a month-long vacation. 

"Dammit, hurry and get your ass back here!"

So with that Jiang Cheng's parents reluctantly ended their second honeymoon.

Yeah, it was indeed a second honeymoon.

Though to be fair they didn't initially plan it as such, after all the trip was originally planned for the whole family but Jiang Cheng right at the end refused to go!

And since they had already paid....It would have been a waste to cancel, so they went.  After all they  rarely got so much alone time together.

The two of them enjoyed the gentle sunshine, golden sand and warm waves of Hainan and even went as far as to turn off their phones, only switching them on an hour a day.
 
So when they learned what was going on from an angry Xu Guoqing, they were stunned. 

[Stories About The Ming Dynasty] was tens of chapters deep but Bright Moon still hadn't appeared yet, was he really so generous as to let everyone read his book for free?

Publishers naturally didn't believe so, they thought that Bright Moon was fishing amongst them for the highest bid. So publishers secretly raised the price tag in their hearts, they couldn't wait for the appearance of Bright Moon.

Even Jiang Dejun, upset about his holiday, after reading [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] couldn't help admit that it was a rare book, destined to create waves. 

But then thinking of what he was missing out on, he couldn't help but feel slightly aggrieved. 

Of all the times for this Bright Moon character to appear it just had to be now huh, dammit. 

But what he didn't expect was that when he got home, he would run into the very person he was cursing.

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

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

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

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

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"Hope Preschool… Hope Preschool… Hope Preschool…" Heero kept muttering as he held a flyer. He was looking for Hope Preschool as he really decided to be a preschool teacher.

There were many factors Heero decided to take this job. There was no need for a complicated requirement or certificate things. There was no need for him to master the weird technologies. Moreover, he also fond of children.

For now, this was the most suitable job for him in this foreign world. Though the flyer looked unconvincing, Heero still wanted to give a try. As for the pay, Heero was still not clear about the currencies in this world.

However, for a school in the outermost city, the pay of 800 WD was not big or even maybe below average. The district at the outermost city was the worst, but it still did not reach a slum level yet. The building was still decent, but it was still far worse compared to the inner city.

Heero however did not mind staying and working here. Even though the air was bad and sometimes he would smell a weird smell, this was not the worst place in his opinion. In Dramonia, there were still many places that were worse than here.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

Heero stopped at a colorful building. This place stood out compared to the other buildings. There were garden and playground, though the garden was really something. It almost could not be called a garden, Barren Land was maybe the right choice to describe the garden. On top of the entrance, there were two words made of steel, Hope Preschool.

Hope Preschool was easy to find as it near the North gate of Star City. Most people who lived in the North was speaking in Chinese. There would be no problem to communicate with the people here.

Heero opened the gate and entered Hope Preschool. Right in the front of the building, there was a fat middle-aged man sleeping. He was sleeping on the bench with his head looked up to the ceiling.

"Excuse me!"

Heero tried to wake the fat-middle aged man in Chinese. But the fat middle-aged did not even budge, he slept soundly.

"Tsk!"

Knowing the fat middle-aged man would not wake up no matter how many times he called, Heero got his head closer to the fat middle-aged man's neck. Afterward, he blew the fat middle-aged man's neck.

"Eyaahhh!" The fat middle-aged jolted awake as he rubbed his cold neck. Yes, the blow was not an ordinary blow, Heero used his Ki and made the blow chilly which instantly woke the fat middle-aged man.

"Uuh!! What is it? What is it just now?" The fat middle-aged man tried to look at the source of chilly wind. He felt the chilly wind was unusual. However, he could only find a young man right before him, a good looking young man.

The fat middle-aged man immediately got up which caused the excess fat on his belly dancing up and down.

"Oh, hello, I am the security of Hope Preschool, Pan Liang. Do you want to pick your… sister?" Fatty Liang greeted Heero politely. As the young man looked like in his twenty, Fatty Liang was not sure if the young man would have a daughter in his age. That was why he said if the young man wanted to pick his little sister.

Moreover, he also did not recognize this young man. He was familiar with the child's parents, but this was the first time Fatty Liang met this young man.

"Oh, no! I am not picking up my sister!" Heero waved his hand to Fatty Liang as he found Fatty Liang misunderstood him.

"I am here for this!" Then, Heero showed a flyer.

Fatty Liang got closer to the flyer. And then, he realized he misunderstood the young man. The young man came here for the job. After that, Fatty Liang scanned Heero from the top to bottom. Before he was polite, now he turned suspicious.

Meanwhile, Heero was used to this. Yes, the clothes on him were totally different from the people in this city. The clothes he wore attracted many people before, they had the same gaze as Fatty Liang, suspicion and curiosity.

"You are from outside?" Fatty Liang started his job as security. Heero was really looked suspicious with his attire. Moreover, recently, there were many cases of kidnapping and the target was the children.

"Yes, I am from outside and I am here looking for a job!" Heero replied.

"Oh, My name is Xing Heero!" Heero introduced himself to the fatty.

Fatty Liang frowned, "What a weird name!"

In the end, Fatty Liang could not make the decision for the school. Even though Heero looked suspicious, but somehow, the vibe Heero gave him was kind and amiable. However, as veteran security, Fatty Liang could not let his guard down.

"Wait here! I will call the teacher!" Fatty Liang still could not trust Heero.

Heero also aware, but he could do nothing. If he tried to prove he was a good person or the like. It would only make Fatty Liang even more suspicious. There was no good person admitted himself or herself was a good person openly, it would only make the others suspicious.

Fatty Liang entered the school and Heero took a seat on the bench as he waited for Fatty Liang.

It did not take a long time before Fatty Liang coming back. There was a middle-aged woman followed him. Heero could not guess her age based on her appearance. This was another thing confused Heero.

If this was Dramonia, this middle-aged woman supposed to be in the sixties to the eighties. But on Earth, eighty years old woman was the same as a granny in 120 years old on Dramonia.

It could be said, the people on Earth were short-lived compared to the people on Dramonia.

"Oyaah!" The middle-aged woman surprised upon seeing Heero. Heero was so young and also handsome. She just could not believe a young man like Heero was looking for a job in the outermost city.

"Are you sure you want to be a teacher here?" The middle-aged woman asked.

Heero could feel the difference between the middle-aged woman's gaze and the people he often met on the street. The middle-aged woman's gaze did not contain curiosity or suspicion, but she genuinely surprised. Though Heero did not know why she was so surprised.

"Yes, I am sure!" Heero answered enthusiastically. This was his first job, he was so excited.

"Good, you look healthy and cheerful. You have a good prospect as a preschool teacher."

The middle-aged woman voiced something unrelated to the job. Healthy and cheerful, Heero wondered if these things related to his job as a teacher. Though he thought so, Heero did not show it on his face. Instead, he nodded his head enthusiastically.

"Good! It's decided, you are accepted to work here as a teacher. You can start working tomorrow!" The middle-aged woman tapped Heero's shoulder enthusiastically.

Heero himself did not know why the middle-aged woman accepted him just like this. But he did not care, he got a job, a normal job he wanted. Heero's face was beaming with joy and hugged the middle-aged woman.

"Thank you, Aunty!"

"Hehe, good spirit, good spirit!" The middle-aged woman tapped Heero's back.

"But don't call me Aunty, you can call me Teacher Lin. Come here before 7 am, don't be late on your first day!" The middle-aged woman reminded.

"Good, Teacher Lin! I will not late, I promise!"

Heero nodded his head and head out of the Hope Preschool.

Meanwhile, Fatty Liang had unbelievable look on his face. He did not expect for Teacher Lin to accept Xing Heero, the suspicious person just like that. He thought with the help of Teacher Lin, a woman with a long experience could help him to dig a bit of information about the young man.

If Heero became unbelievably happy, Fatty Liang was unbelievably worried.

"Teacher Lin, are you not suspicious about that young man? How can you accept him just like that?" Fatty Liang questioned Teacher Lin.

He was the only security here. If there was an accident that happened in the school, he would hold the main responsibility as the main and the only security here.

"Tch, tch, tch!" Teacher Lin shook her head in disappointment as her response toward Fatty Liang, "Fatty Liang, you still need to learn more for me!"

"How come a young man with an aura like that is a bad person? There are really many things you should learn from me, Fatty Liang!"

Teacher Lin tapped Fatty Liang's left shoulder two times and entered the building, leaving speechless Fatty Liang at the entrance.

"Aura? What aura? It's fucking bullish*t aura again!" Fatty Liang cussed.

"Look like I have to work harder tomorrow, I have to keep on watch that young man!" Fatty Liang sighed as he thought his peaceful job as security would come to an end soon.

Whoosh!

"Fatty, I am going home!"

Then there was a little girl bypassed him. The little girl was running, wearing a plain blue shirt and blue skirt, and has her hair tied into twin-tail. Fatty Liang recognized the little girl, she was his friend's daughter.

"Oi! Don't run or you will be tripped…" Despite the shout from him, the little girl kept running and giggling.

"Also, you should call me Uncle Liang…" Fatty Liang added frustratedly.

…

Meanwhile, Heero who was so happy as he got an appropriate job standing still not far from the Hope Preschool. He was in deep thought.

Earlier, he was so excited as he got his first job and just left the school without much thought. But he remembered Teacher Lin said to come before 7 am. However, Heero did not know what did 7 am meant.

"Should I go back and ask Teacher Lin?" 

Bugh!

At the same time, Heero heard something fell right beside him. And then, it accompanied with a child cry.

"Waaaahhh…!"

Heero saw there was a little girl wearing blue clothes and a red backpack fell right beside him.

Heero immediately picked the little girl from the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"

He asked a stupid question. He also realized the question was stupid, a little girl fell and cried, of course, she was not okay and he still asked like that.

"Hurt… hurt…" The little girl was crying as she pointed toward her knee. The left knee was bruised and the right knee was bleeding.

Heero subconsciously moved his hand to the little girl's right knee. He wanted to use his Ki to stop the bleeding and lessen the pain. However, his hand stopped his hand in the midair. After further thought, he took out a box made of bamboo from his clothes.

He opened the box and there were many golden round pills inside the box. He took one and gave it to the little girl.

"Here you are, eat this. This is sweets and if you eat this, the pain will go away!" Heero offered the golden pill with a gentle smile.

The little girl stopped crying and her teary eyes shone as she looked at the golden pill.

"Can I really take it? But my father said don't accept anything from a stranger! Big Brother, I can't take it!"

To Heero's surprise, the little girl refused the golden pill. He could see the little girl really wanted to take the golden pill.

"It's okay, it's just sweet! Also, this sweet can make the pain go away, lho~"

"Really!?" The little girl still hesitated.

Heero nodded his head with a gentle smile.

In the end, the little girl took the golden pill. She really could not refuse the temptation of the sweet aroma from the golden pill. She put the golden pill in her mouth and her pained face turned into happiness.

"It's really sweets~," The little girl thought happily.

Of course, it was just not a normal sweet. It was medicine for kids. The golden color outer pill was honey.

"Where do you live? I will deliver your home!" As Heero was afraid the little girl would fall again, he decided to deliver her home.

"My home is not far, there!" The little girl pointed her finger to a district which was not far from their location.

Heero took the little girl's hand and walked toward the district the little girl pointed out. The little girl had her guard down as she enjoyed the sweet in her mouth and followed Heero.

The district was not far, it only took a while before they entered the district. Apparently, the little girl's house was in the middle district. When both almost reached the middle district, Heero heard a ruckus ahead of him.

He saw there were five men surrounding a woman. The five men seemed to be threatening the woman as they tried to drag the woman with them. There were also many people watched this incident, but no one tried to help the surrounded woman. They just watched the event unfolded like that from the sideline.

This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious!

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At the most unfortunate day which also the luckiest day for Xing Heero, his village was attacked by a specter. He lost family, his childhood sweetheart, he lost everything. However, on the same day, the strongest man called Saint picked him up as his disciple.

After years of training under the strongest man, Saint. To fulfill his Grandfather's dream to be a Great Hero, Heero started his career as a Hero. Heero was determined to kill specter and would not let any child experienced the same experience as him.

However, maybe he had used all his luck to get the strongest man as his Master. Somehow, all of his achievement was stolen by the other heroes. The unfortunate event kept happening to Heero which led all of his achievement being robbed by the other Heroes.

In the last of his unfortunate event, he tried to kill God Specter, but it only ended him up sealed in Eternal Ice. The last moment before Heero lost consciousness, he vowed he would retire as Hero.

"Father! Mother! I will be obedient! I will stop to be Hero and continue our family line, please release me from this Eternal Ice!"

Wu Tong had spent two days in the Palace Museum. Time spent restoring ancient paintings went by fast even though she was just a spectator. She gained a lot of experience and was grateful just to fix some edges.
What she didn't expect was that on the third day, the master in charge of ancient painting restoration had arranged an important task for her. She was so excited she had broken into a small dance. Her professional skills had been recognized by an industry master, and it was not just a verbal recognition either! There was nothing else that could make her happier.
Oh, wait, there was. That would be the happiness from sharing this exciting news, for example, with Meng Fan.
"It's already pompous that you're so good looking, but you're talented too. You can really do whatever you want!"
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Of course, if these are compliments, then nothing I say is worth considering."
"What have you been up to lately? Oh right, how goes the voice acting business?"
Wu Tong and Meng Fan would often run, exercise, and stretch together in the morning as they chatted. They could both be considered the kind of people who were very open to conversation. Sometimes, Meng Fan would be the only one talking. While other times, Meng Fan would listen to Wu Tong talk. They had a good understanding of each other's past.
For example, Meng Fan knew that it was Wu Tong's dream to restore artifacts in the Palace Museum.
And another example was that Wu Tong knew that Meng Fan's other dream besides creating a manga was to become a voice actor.
Meng Fan had told her about his voice acting applications and even about the time he met a voice acting director because he had gotten hit by a diamond ring. That was why Wu Tong asked.
"It's going okay. I've recorded for a cartoon TV show, which should be airing soon, but it's a preschool animation. Oh, and some video game characters as well. Overall, the experience has been pretty good. Dreams are a funny thing. The scariest thing is realizing your dream only to find out that it just feels so so."
"The way you talk makes me want to beat you up."
"Then come hit me!"
"... I'm gonna go. I have to do some homework tonight."
"How much longer until you're done with everything?"
"Probably another week or so. They only need me for three days, so I'll head back to school afterward."
Wu Tong's trip was set to last three or four days, but because of the large number of tasks she'd been given, she had to stay another three or four days.
In the blink of an eye, it was November 22nd already. Meng Fan didn't go to the Chocolate Factory for he had already recorded all the roles he had been given. Currently, he had played 47 roles that were approved by the System. The time spent in the studio had also accumulated to 1300 minutes or 22 hours.
He had requested more roles from director Charlie, but they were all roles that required a lot of work, so the progress of gaining experience became much slower.
Director Charlie could tell that Meng Fan wanted to test out some other roles, so he agreed to find some more video game commissions just for him. He told Meng Fan to rest for a few days, and that he would call Meng Fan once the listings came.
"Where are you?"
"Almost there, on the way."
In the morning, Meng Fan woke up. He ran his half marathon and showered. He ate his breakfast then he worked on his manga. During this time, Qin Jiao called him. He checked the time and hurried outside, almost forgetting his appointment with Qin Jiao because he was so lost in his art.
"Which way are you going, huh? The stairway to heaven?"
When Meng Fan arrived at the studio, Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at him before throwing down two books. ""Guide To Campus RoMANce". Bleh. what a stupid name. The layout and cover for the second volume are all done. I didn't ask for your opinion and told the publishing house to go ahead with the printing. Oh right, they also reprinted the first volume, the same as last time. It was just that the cover was remade in the style of the second volume."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Meng Fan took the two volumes in his hands and chuckled to himself as he flipped through them, thanking Qin Jiao through his smirks. "You said the second volume would be handed to the publishing house to distribute and sell. What about the first volume?"
Qin Jiao responded, "The same, there is a dealer taking over. I estimate that the stock will arrive tomorrow or the day after, but the stock for physical retail should be available way later. It will be up on the internet soon, though. We've printed 5000 copies of the first volume, the same as the first print for the second volume. The publisher and the dealer have said that if nothing goes wrong, you should make a total sales of 20,000 copies once the third volume comes out."
Meng Fan nodded. He wasn't surprised by these estimations, even thinking the publisher had been too optimistic in their estimates. After all, he wasn't a popular manga artist, and "Guide To Campus RoMANce" had a small audience. It would be incredible if the third volume could boost his sales to 20,000 copies.
It couldn't be compared to "There's A Spirit Underground", for Mr.Sleepy had so many fans, and they had no pressure selling 50,000 copies in the first batch.
Coincidentally, the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" was released for sale today as well. Mr.Sleepy had found a very powerful publisher and distributor, who had made his stock available in stores in all the first and second-tier cities. Physical sales, e-commerce sites, and online booksellers had all released it at the same time as well.
It was supposed to release at 9:00 am online since most physical stores opened around this time too.
How much did they make in sales?
The sales data for physical stores was definitely hard to obtain, but the sales from mature websites were easily accessible.
Of course, to Meng Fan, he didn't need to check. He could look at the figures for [Professional Manga Artist] in his mind and know the approximate number.
At the moment, the sales experience of this task was 12,300. Up until now, which was 10:00 am, the figures for the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" had sold more than 10,000 copies.
Before this, the first volume for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been distributed by himself, so he had gained zero experience from it. Hence, 12,300 was the most accurate sales number at the moment.
"We've broken the 10,000 mark!"
Mr.Sleepy gave Meng Fan a call, saying that his book fans had done so and so to help him break the ten thousand mark.
Alright, because of the experience involved with this task, Meng Fan wanted more than anyone in the world to know the sales numbers. No dealer could match his speed, nonetheless Mr.Sleepy.
"Today, yes today, our sales could exceed 30,000. I told you, 50,000 copies for its first batch was too little! Sigh. Why aren't you excited?!"
"Huh? I'm excited, but I don't show it."
"... Speaking of this, the second volume should begin printing soon. The first print will be a bit less so 30,000 copies. The publisher is asking when can it be published; do you have any suggestions?"
"Me? I obviously also hope for it to be out as soon as possible." This was Meng Fan's real attitude toward it. For now, 10,000 copies in sales didn't seem hard anymore, and he knew that this involved profit, so he said, "But this is just my opinion. As for how to actually operate it, you should go over it with the publisher."
Meng Fan didn't know what kind of method could increase sales, like if they continuously publish two or three volumes at once or release them separately. It was unclear to Meng Fan, and he couldn't decide.
He had already discussed with Qin Jiao to publish a third volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in addition to the two on hand. He would also give the last volume for Qin Jiao to handle, so it could reach publication as soon as possible.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

- Meanwhile, in the Canglan City Shop -
"A monkey!?" The elves had entered Dungeon Fighter Online to see the scenery but saw none. Then, they each bought two to three gift bags. While feeling like they might not be able to guard the Arad Continent without money, they were listening to Mr. Fang as he revealed the information about the new TV Series. 
The saint-level masters such as Gulth were among the people standing around Mr. Fang.
They had heard that it was about a stone, and now it changed to a monkey?!
The problem was…
What is there to see about a monkey…?
"Not interested!" With a wave of his claws, Gulth went back to play World of Warcraft.
Right now, he was raiding an old instance, Blackwing Lair. He murmured to himself in a muffled deep voice, "The dragon in this instance is very powerful, even though it's a bit outdated now. But I heard that its father, called something like 'Deathwing', is even more powerful. I think I might discuss what a catastrophe is with it."
"Aiya… monkeys are not interesting!" The elves also complained. "We don't want to watch this kind of TV Series!"
As art-loving elves, they were fans of beauty to some degree. If the main character was good looking, they would still watch despite the boring content.
But… monkeys?!
Then, they went back to play Dungeon Fighter Online, After all, as fans of scenery, if they didn't care about equipment, they could play any game including World of Warcraft and Dungeon Fighter Online. "There's an elf class in this game too!"
"We can enjoy the scenery in this game too! What are you playing?"
"I'm playing as a rogue. It's said that this is a new class in this expansion."
"I'm playing as an elven knight which seems to be a new class too."
"I'm playing as this Lightbringer… Huh? How come you can change into an elf, but I can't?"
"Let's go and check out some good scenery." Although they didn't have money and thus couldn't protect the Arad Continent, they still could dress beautifully and go out to enjoy the scenery that this world offered.
…
With the expansion of Mr. Fang's shops, the games and TV Series in the shop could be divided into two big categories and some smaller divisions due to the differences of the cultivation systems of the players. 
The two big categories were naturally divided according to the oriental and occidental systems in the games.
For players from the East Continent and the Continent of Immortal Relics, TV Series such as the Turbulent Homeland as well as games such as the Legend of Sword and Fairy and even Dungeon Fighter Online and the Legend of Mir 2 were more to their liking.
It was why these games had more players from these continents. Of course, when these games were popular, there had been many players and viewers coming from the West Continent too.
Likewise, the games such as Dark Souls, Assassin's Creed, and the old game Diablo 2 which had recently become popular in the West Continent always had many fans in the Canglan City Shop.
Even when the new expansion of World of Warcraft continued to gain popularity in different shops, many players such as those in the Continent of Immortal Relics still continued with their explorations in the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, Dungeon Fighter Online, and the Legend of Mir 2.
Likewise, when the viewers in the shops were stunned by the appearance of Qi Tiandi in the Turbulent Homeland, many players in Canglan City were quietly playing World of Warcraft or challenging the horrifying monsters in Dark Souls.
Of course, some were limited by their own talents. For example, some people with good talent could obtain inspirations from the ultimate godly techniques that were casually used by Qi Tiandi in the Turbulent Homeland. But others… emmm… would be better off trying other stuff.
Some excelled in heavy weapons, some in magic spells, some in sword control technique, and some in the study of spiritual artifacts and machinery…
Despite all this, some saint-level masters and many other players in the West Continent were engrossed in the study of item combination in Diablo 2, trying to find the method to fight the last three Uber Demon Lords. Also, they searched for the countless secrets hidden in the world of Dark Souls. Lastly, with great efforts, they fought Illidan, the powerful demon coming from over 10,000 years ago in World of Warcraft while understanding these great figures' stories in Warcraft.
We all have our own favorite games and stories. In these touching stories, we have different beliefs and perspectives. Then, why should we play and watch the games and TV Series which have different structures and power systems?
Furthermore, the people of West Continent didn't even have enough time to play all the games and watch all the movies such as World of Warcraft, Dark Souls, StarCraft, Diablo, Final Fantasy, and Resident Evil after everything was released. 
They only had a vague idea about Xianxia and Wuxia, and few of them would spend much time to study them.
It was so with average people and more so with higher-level existences.
…
"Such insignificant… and lowly creatures…" Standing on the top of the endless godly mountains, the palace-like fortress had a layer of light snow on the walls.
With golden pupils and a silver godly crown that was hovering above her head as if it was supported by a godly force, this woman's face looked like a statue made of white jade and oozed a casual and natural nobleness.
Standing next to her was a man wearing five-colored godly armor and looking as dazzling as the sun.
"Radiant Light… tsk, tsk," the woman said mildly, "I heard… the mortal nation under your control is in trouble again?
"The Godly Court has entrusted the whole issue to the Innumerable Immortal Sea." The woman sneered and said, "The God of Radiant Light Judgment is nothing in their eyes."
This man's face didn't show any emotion. In fact, it seemed like he had the urge to smirk. "You underestimate me."
"Oh?" The woman waited for him to continue.
"In my eyes, they are like a group of monkeys." The man wearing five-colored godly armor had extremely handsome immortal features and an extremely dignified presence. "Do we need to dirty our hands to deal with a group of monkeys living in the most primitive wasteland and playing the lowliest tricks?"
He looked cold, showing no emotion on his face as if he didn't feel any anger when he heard the woman's rude words. He didn't seem angry from the very beginning with the fact that he wasn't entrusted with the task to deal with a group of ridiculous monkeys.
"Monkeys?"
"Are they…" The woman thought for a moment and seemed to remember the records about this kind of creature in the mortal world. "Are they the animals in the mortal world that will do funny tricks for bananas?"
The woman on the side couldn't help but stifle a giggle. "Hehehehe…"
Yes, for these lofty existences, humans were just a group of monkeys in a cage. How much turbulence could the monkeys create anyway?


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

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