What would happen if you woke up from a dream in which you saw your future?

You have new knowledge. Your personality has changed. Still, you are the same person. Do you make the same mistakes?

Alexander, son of Ceo of group Prins, has chosen to become a hacker at the age of 15. Leaving behind, his father's company. But after he had a dream,  he understood his mistakes.
He understood that he was blinded, by love. Understand that the family is more important for him. 
 He understood what betrayal means.

Follow Alexander and see how he changes his destiny.


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Hi!
The book is written from the perspective of Alexander and sometimes from the perspective of the female lead.
 It is my second book, but it is the first of its kind.

I'm not a native speaker.
if I receive negative messages about grammar, I'll stop!

It is going to be great writing and winter break and summer is going to be good. (this is my first book so go easy on me)

The fresh recruits understood the power structure within the Xertzul Abyss. They were ants who followed an ant! It was a shock to their system to learn that they came from such a weak World. They were the most powerful people in the Tutan World before they ascended.
As ascenders, they were made privy to the genuine history of their realm. James, their devil lord, brought his foreign army and slaughtered the entire world just to cultivate a Dao! Their leader was a heartless, bloodthirsty maniac.
The sphinxes had no thoughts of rebellion. They could not, they were slaves mentally and physically. And so it would be for eight more generations of sphinxes.
The dark elves willing followed James, so it was strange getting to know the actual history of how they came to inhabit the Tutan World. Dark elf elders had been mum about the founding of the Elf Nation in the Tutan World. For generations to be loyal to James that dirty history had to be wiped out throughout the entire world.
Their loyalty was still strong despite knowing the truth. Their tribe only had a few Knights apparently before following James, now they were Knights born every generation and the weaker ones could live safely in the pocket world.
~~~
While his ragtag war division was coming into being James was hard at work studying and mastering the [Curse Binding Scripture].
I deepened my understanding of Fire, Soul, Electric, and Curse Dao. Every day I would forge a new curse weapon. This young lord was rich with souls. Might as well use them!
I fully immersed myself in Runeforging. It was a wondrous experience for me, this was the first time I truly enjoyed devilry. Time had no meaning and flew by. Now that I had a wealthy organization backing me, I had forging resources delivered to me daily.
Ah, the life of a prodigal young noble. Who needs to go work hard to get resources when your lackeys can do it for you?
Kyle even sent a personal attendant to see to my needs. I felt it was natural, these were the things I expected to have as a young lord.
My mindset was slowly changing. I no longer saw myself as a young noble. Now that I had an organization and followers, I saw myself as a young lord. A proper devil ruler.
~~~
This change in mentality was great for our young devil hero. He was reaching the age of adulthood, his childhood fantasies of being a prodigal son were being replaced with being a prodigal young lord. James desired personal power and strength to back his arrogance.
He was wholly independent of the Hudson clan; he looked forward to the day that [Libra] would overshadow [Mountain Shadow] as the most powerful organization in the Hudson clan.
Our young devil hero was maturing from a devil boy to a devil man!
~~~
The work I did forging the cursed rune weapons was not only rewarding to me but every single one I created deepened the understanding of the Daos.
I had even entered the Metal Dao after working with so many materials. I started with Tier-1 cursed weapons and slowly improved my craft until I could form a Tier-2 cursed weapon.
Every weapon I crafted would be different, they would take on their form from a combination of the Metals, Souls, and Dao Runes I carved within them. Each would have a connection to me. These weapons were alive, they hungered to find a mortal soul to beguile and degrade.
The best use of these would be to send them into a pocket world and watch the madness unfold. I could conqueror an unsuspecting world without a fight.
"Meow, that's the best part of cursed rune weapons! It is very difficult to invade stronger worlds."
"Meow, Cursed Rune Weapons could easily beguile an unsuspecting mortal soul giving you a chief agent to enact your will on an unsuspecting world."
I must forge a Baron Weapon and send it down to an unsuspecting Tier-2 world. According to Kyles reports, I should be able to purchase Tier-2 world coordinates in a few years.
"Listen! You should work on stepping into the Baron realm, the stupid book will teach you how to scry for worlds once you do. It desires many souls to repair itself."
The stupid book kept the lion's share of the souls from the Tutan World! I'm altering the deal next time I conquer a world.
"Meow, you forget the stupid book gave you the realm coordinates."
"Hey! The stupid book is fair."
I didn't have time to argue with the Codex Aspects. Through my deeper understanding of Soul Dao, I realized the Aspects were just unique personalities born of the Codex to serve its hosts.
They were the Codex, and the Codex was them. It was truly a remarkable artifact. All this time he was speaking to it with his conversations with the mischievous cat and the cute pixie.
"Meow, when you grow stronger you'll be able to create a personal Aspect within the Codex of Souls."
"Watch Out! He's way too weak to be thinking about creating an Aspect."
I worked hard day and night forging, increasing my Dao mastery. I had an armada of Tier-1 and Tier-2 cursed weapons now. Some poor unsuspecting world would soon be 'gifted' these prized weapons.
As my understanding of Curses and Souls grew, soon I was on the cusp of breaking into the Baron realm. I had spent an entire year in closed-door devilry.
Adding the year he spent in the Tutan World and the year I spent closed up studying mastering my Daos, I was now eighteen years old.
I would head out to do tasks from time to time, but mostly I spent my time holed up in my hut forging. Nothing would stop me from reaching the Baron realm!
I even got a notification when Wanfang broke through to Baron. As a young lord, I could not fall too far behind my followers. They would look down on me!
I forged my first Tier-3 cursed weapon after spending so much time mastering the [Curse Binding Scripture].
I took a few weeks of materials from the Tutan World supply for this one forging! It was time to make a glorious weapon.

Suffering oppression, Soulless forsakes his devil clan. With his Soul Eyes, he carves his own mark in the brutal Abyss. Through hook or crook, nothing will stop the young devil lord! Tune in every day for his shameless actions and his cruelty. Enjoy… The Rise of a Devil! 

Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/52yGSsv

Jiang Wang and Prodigal Qiao got into an argument. Of course, because of character setting, Prodigal Qiao was the one shouting most of the time with Jiang Wang occasionally retaliating and fighting back.
Ming Shu was too lazy to bother with them and was called down by Father Su.
After settling the bunch of idiots that wanted to be her boyfriend, Ming Shu was already very hungry.
After everyone left, Father Su forced Ming Shu to stay for a meal.
Jiang Wang and Prodigal Qiao stayed back too. Lan Ziqing brought Lin Wei and arrived after a while.
"Ziqing, who is this lady?" Father Su looked at Lin Wei with a warm smile.
"Uncle, I am…"
"A friend," Lan Ziqing replied before Lin Wei could say anything.
Lin Wei's expression darkened and she agreed. "Yes… friend."
The atmosphere got weird and Father Su immediately coughed. "Since everyone is here, let's start eating."
As the birthday girl, Ming Shu sat right in front. The cake that Prodigal Qiao brought up was just to satisfy her craving. This was the real thing. There were her name and the words "happy birthday" written on the cake.
When everyone finished passing her their gifts, their gazes fell on Jiang Wang who claimed to be her boyfriend.
Jiang Wang felt as though he was sitting on needles. "I will give it to her later."
"Yoo, why are you keeping it a secret? Boss Jiang, don't tell me you didn't prepare anything!" Prodigal Qiao didn't give Boss Jiang any chance.
Ming Shu looked at him with a mysterious smile.
Even Lan Ziqing and Lin Wei were staring at him.
Jiang Wang became quiet and then said forcefully, "Is it any of your business what I give her!"
Father Su quickly calmed the atmosphere. "Okay, okay. If you don't want to tell us, don't. Little Man, cut the cake."
After the meal, Prodigal Qiao asked them out to play. Father Su reminded them to be careful and to go back early.
By the time they finished playing, it was almost 11 PM.
Jiang Wang sent Ming Shu home. He whined at her for half a day before finally managing to enter the house.
Ming Shu was speechless. Hey, your character setting is being violated!
Ming Shu was really tired from talking to everyone today. She was too lazy to care about Jiang Wang and went to wash up in her room.
Ming Shu controlled her desire to eat and finished washing up quickly. She climbed onto her bed.
She felt the heat coming from the bed.
She lifted the blanket up and saw Jiang Wang lying naked in her bed. The blanket was already lifted up to his waist and she could see his abs and V-line.
Ming Shu half-kneeled on the bed and stared at his face. "What are you doing?"
"Birthday present." Jiang Wang pointed at himself calmly. "For you."
"Heh… why don't you tie a ribbon on yourself?"
"You like it that way?" He didn't have time to prepare any present so he could only use himself as a gift.
"Yes, go get one." Ming Shu raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"What taste…" Jiang Wang muttered and looked at Ming Shu's face.
"You're kidding, right?" He asked.
Is she really going to ask me to tie a ribbon on myself?
I have my dignity!
Ming Shu smiled. "As a present, how can you not have a ribbon? Do you think that makes sense?"
Jiang Wang still wanted to put in some effort to stand up for himself. "Only little girls like ribbons. You're not a little girl anymore. Can you not be so childish?"
Ming Shu smiled gently. "I am so childish."
Jiang Wang choked. After pondering for a while, he lifted the blanket and got down.
Ming Shu realized that he was wearing pants underneath.
Ming Shu: "…" I thought that you stripped yourself naked and waited for me to grace you. However, you wore something after all!
Jiang Wang walked out of the room and heard the door close with a peng behind him. his heart jumped and he turned back to knock on the door. "Su Man, open the door."
No one replied.
Jiang Wang: "…" 
He wanted to curse her entire family.
Just calm down.
I am a genius, I will not argue with an idiot.
If you don't let me in, you can forget about sleeping too.
Ming Shu turned off the lights and wanted to sleep. However, Jiang Wang kept knocking on the door and calling her. There was a rhythm to it. Ming Shu tossed and turned in bed. She couldn't block out the noise even if she covered her ears.
"Su Man… I feel uncomfortable." After knocking for a long time, Jiang Wang's voice suddenly changed.
Ming Shu got up and stared at the door for a while.
The door suddenly opened and the person leaning against it fell on Ming Shu's body.
Jiang Wang was still naked and he had a small ribbon tied on his forehead. He looked funny and cute at the same time.
The weather was a bit cold now. If he continued like this, he would get sick no matter how strong his body was.
Ming Shu pushed Jiang Wang away and asked him to stand up straight. "Boss Jiang, are you using pain to get my attention?"
Jiang Wang said in a low voice, "Uncomfortable…"
Ming Shu gritted her teeth and struggled for a while. In the end, she carried him into the room and threw him on the bed.
Ming Shu wanted to take off the ribbon on his hair but Jiang Wang grabbed her hand. "Present."
"I am opening my present now."
Jiang Wang let go of her hand and stared at Ming Shu's face.
After a while, Ming Shu leaned against him and gently looked at him. "Boss Jiang… how did you tie this to your hair? Do you plan to leave it on forever?"
"I don't know. It kept dropping so I took my hair and wrapped it around it." Jiang Wang's voice was a bit hoarse.
Very good!
Wrapped it around it.
Just this amount of hair and you made me unable to untie it. Such an expert!
What happens if the gift is hard to unwrap?
Ming Shu went to grab a pair of scissors.
"… What are you doing!" Jiang Wang retreated to a corner of the bed. Even if I didn't tie the ribbon properly, you don't have to kill me, right!
Ming Shu pulled him back. The scissors flashed past his eyes and landed on his head.
Kachakacha. After two rounds, his hair fell down in front of him. He was stunned.
"Su Man, you you you…" Jiang Wang stammered. She cut it so nonchalantly. His hairstyle!
Stop!
You beast, stop it!
Jiang Wang took the mirror and looked at his hairstyle in despair. It looked as though he was bitten by a dog. So angry!
I can die but my hairstyle can't be messy.
He looked at the person beside him. Ming Shu was reading a book. She noticed Jiang Wang's gaze and looked up at him with a smile. "Is my skill good?"
Jiang Wang almost broke the mirror. He gritted his teeth. "Yes!"
It is so good I want to strangle you.
Jiang Wang slammed the nightstand and turned around to hug Ming Shu. His lips started moving across her face and finally landed on her lips.
Jiang Wang was still afraid that Ming Shu would hit him and paused for a while before continuing. 
He took the book away from her hand and guided her hand around his waist. "Su Man, can you give me some response?"
Although she didn't reject him, she never responded to him.
Jiang Wang felt depressed.
Ming Shu was half-sunken into her pillow. She tilted her head and gazed at the person on top of her gently.
Jiang Wang felt very uncomfortable under her gaze.
He swallowed. "Su Man…"
Ming Shu ran her hand through his hair and pulled him closer to her. Her gaze was gentle and it hooked him in.
"Jiang Wang, do you really want me?"
Ming Shu's voice sounded far away, as though it came from the end of the earth or from deep inside his heart.
Jiang Wang nodded his head, to his surprise. "Yes."
This was not his body's desire. It was a desire from somewhere closer to his heart.
He wanted the person in from of him.
From the bottom of his heart. To his body.
Ming Shu kept silent for a while and then turned off the lights on the nightstand. She took the initiative and kissed him.
Dang—
The clock in the living room struck 12.
A new cycle had begun.


Imagine having the opportunity to be able to enter different worlds created by numerous novels and stories. Which kind of role would you like to play? 

Do you want to be the illustrious protagonist, either good or evil; or just be a supporting role standing behind the protagonists? 

Our villain boss Ming Shu would, however, choose none of the above. Claiming missions from the Harmony System, and driven by her endless passion for snacks, the world traveler, Ming Shu, embarks on the path to make the mission target hate her as much as possible by gaining Hatred Points. But it turns out she is not alone on her journey… 
 


Bei Yuanqing was very depressed.
Although he was always together with Zhu Ningyu, towards Hua Xiangyu this super-genius, it was impossible for him not to covet her.
But he was really depressed today. Now that Hong Dali gave away the helmet to her, their relationship would definitely improve. Although it was impossible that Hua Xiangyu would fall in love with Hong Dali just because of a helmet, just imagining her calling Hong Dali "Big Bro Dali" sweetly was enough to cause him to be filled with depression.
But so what if he was depressed now? The helmet had already been given out, it was not like he could snatch it away, right?
Of course, it was too late to say anything now—Hong Dali had already placed his hand on the last unidentified item.
It was a book that gave off white light on the outside. This represented that this item couldn't be appraised. It was possible that it was a martial arts secret. Of course, as for what level of manual it was, that was hard to say.
Everyone's heart lifted. What kind of content would this book have? This was a one million dollar book, it definitely wouldn't be some rubbish. If it was really a high-class manual, even if it only enabled them to have 50 times strength amplitude, it would also be worth a lot!
And with this Hong Dali's incredible luck…
"Dali, quick, see what kind of book this is!" Tang Muxin said, "I guess that it's definitely a secret manual! After all, since it was brought into the battlefield, it's definitely not something lousy!"
The rest all held their breath, waiting to see what it would be.
"Oh, let me take a look then," Hong Dali replied and softly pressed the button.
A bright light flashed past and the white light encasing the book finally dissipated, revealing the true self.
It was a very ancient-looking book, but it was somewhat broken. The name of the book couldn't be made out anymore, they could only read a "painting" word at the bottom of the first page. But just from the age of this book and the material, they knew this book must definitely be very valuable!
"Let me take a look first." Hong Dali lifted the book and carefully flipped a corner of a page. After he saw the contents, his eyes suddenly lit up and he closed the book again. Then, he laughed loudly and shouted, "Hahahaha! Top-grade! Top-grade! The book of my dreams, this is the one! I shall pass this down as a family heirloom! Hahahaha!"
Once he said that everyone was astonished!
Family heirloom! Top-grade! Book of his dreams!
What kind of person was this Hong Dali? He was a superprodigal who could give away a helmet that was worth hundreds of millions, yet he actually said that he wanted to pass this book down as a family treasure! Then the worth of this book…
"Dali, Dali." Bei Yuanqing was the most curious one. He stretched his head close, then smiled and said, "Let me take a look and help you appraise it? If this book is really valuable, I shall buy it, what do you think?"
A piece of equipment was still considered easy to replace, except for those which were part of a set. But a martial arts secret manual was different. Why was his Bei Family able to be on par with the Hong Family? Wasn't it because of their "Sky Shocking Divine Skill" which enables the practitioner to have an explosion power of 100 times?
Even if this secret manual was slightly worse off than his family's "Sky Shocking Divine Skill", it would still fetch a sky-high price in the black market!
How would this prodigal know what kind of price it was worth? If he could buy it from Hong Dali for just tens of millions, then sell it for hundreds of millions, he would even laugh in his sleep!
"Ah, you want to see? No, no." Unexpectedly, the previously generous Hong Dali actually rejected this time. "How can I let you see this 'Monsters Battle Painting' so easily? This is a treasure that I am going to use as a family heirloom! No, no. I definitely can't let you see this!"
"Monsters Battle Painting"!
Upon hearing this name, a picture of two monsters battling instantly appeared in the minds of those looking. Especially Bei Yuanqing, Zhu Ningyu, and Hua Xiangyu, these three members of the royal family, they instantly thought of the secret manuals of the powerful Cultivators from the parallel universe!
Those cultivators all had super powerful physical bodies, could summon wind and rain, and their magic equipment could even fight against the starships!
If this was really a secret manual that belonged to the Cultivators, then the value of this book would be extremely terrifying!
"Dali, Dali, let's discuss this." Bei Yuanqing's eyes shone with golden light as he very familiarly hugged Hong Dali's shoulders and said, "I shall buy it, just state a price! You don't have any use for this secret manual, anyway. Think about it, your attributes are so low, you won't be able to use it also, isn't it? But if you sell it to me, you can obtain money! Isn't that the logic?"
He smiled like an old fox, totally different from how hostile he was towards Hong Dali just now.
"I am not selling. Why would I sell this?" Hong Dali shook his head. "These movements in this 'Monsters Battle Painting' are incredible, I have never seen or heard anything like this before. It's definitely very useful. I am not selling this. What if you use this to beat me next time? You are already Second-Order Star Sector-level now, but I am just a normal person. What if you practice this and become Third Order or something, then won't I be beaten to the death by you?"
That's right. Don't sell it to him! Definitely don't!
Hearing Hong Dali say this, Hua Xiangyu was even more sure that this was a secret manual misplaced here from the Cultivator's universe. She vigorously nodded and said, "That's right, Big Bro Dali, you can't sell it to him. If this secret manual is really very valuable, Great-grandmother will definitely be very happy!"
Crap, the Old Madam that this lass mentioned is someone that will kill without even batting an eye. She will rage at any instant! No, I must hurriedly obtain this book before that Old Madam knows of this. If not, I won't have a chance to see the secret manual again.
"Dali, don't rush yet. Listen to my offer first, okay?" Bei Yuanqing winked frantically towards Hong Dali, showing that the price he'd offer definitely wouldn't be too low.
"Oh, that's true." Hong Dali frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Tell me first how much you plan to offer."
"30 million!" Bei Yuanqing anxiously asked, "How is it? You bought this book for a million, but directly sell it for 30 million! A profit of 30 times! Ain't I sincere enough?"
Selling a book he bought for one million for 30 million, this was truly quite a good price.
But Hua Xiangyu anxiously said, "Big Bro Dali, don't listen to his rubbish. If this is a Cultivator's secret manual, even a low-class manual can only sell for more than 100 million!"
"That's right." Tang Muxin anxiously said too, "Dali, don't sell it to him! Let's leave now!"
"Don't go!" Bei Yuanqing tightly hugged Hong Dali's shoulder. He was a Second-Order Star Sector-level, how much strength did he have? Hong Dali couldn't move at all, he could only stay there and hear Bei Yuanqing say, "50 million! How about 50 million? Think about it, this book is broken, it's hard to say if some of the contexts are lost or not. 50 million is definitely good enough!"
50 million to buy a secret manual, Bei Yuanqing was indeed trying all he could now.
However, for things such as secret manuals, that was definitely a case of rather buying the wrong one than missing out on the right one. If he gambled correctly, the power of his whole family would be boosted. After all, the secret manuals from the two universes were very different. If his family could gather the strengths of both types of manuals and improve their family's secret manual, that would definitely be a lot of difference.
"50 million?" Hong Dali touched his chin, then looked around at the other onlookers. He considered for a while and then said, "Speaking of which, 50 million is indeed acceptable. Plus, I can't use it anyway, and you are indeed quite sincere…"
"You are willing to sell!?" Bei Yuanqing was elated. 50 million to buy a Cultivator's secret manual is definitely a huge gain! Hong Dali is indeed a prodigal, hahaha. His intelligence quotient is really low! Bei Yuanqing delightedly took out a bank card and directly transferred 50 million to Hong Dali's bank account, then stretched his hand and asked, "I have already given you the money, you can give me the secret manual already, right?"
"So impatient…" Hong Dali stuffed the secret manual into his hand and said, "What a pity, I haven't seen enough of this 'Monsters Battle Painting' yet. Sigh, you really have it cheap…"
Saying so, he shook his head and pulled Tang Muxin along and left. "Let's go now, let's go walk around at some other places…"
"Huh? Dali, you really sold the secret manual?" Tang Muxin's face was full of unwillingness. "From his expression, this secret manual is definitely very valuable. It's not like you lack money, why did you sell it to him…"
Hua Xiangyu also couldn't understand no matter how she thought about it. However, that book belonged to Hong Dali. Since he was a prodigal and even gave her a helmet worth hundreds of millions for free, selling away a secret manual at a cheap price didn't seem like much too…
Yet, just as they were thinking up to this point, an alarming roar came from behind. "Hong Dali! I am going to kill you! Kill you! What is this that you sold me!? You lied to me!"
Huh? Wasn't the secret manual already sold to him? Why did he say that he was lied to? Could it be that this secret manual wasn't of a high enough class?
Everyone instantly stopped and turned around, then saw Bei Yuanqing rushing over angrily and shouted, "Hong Dali, this isn't a martial arts secret manual, you big liar!"
Huh? Not a martial arts secret manual? Then what is it?
"That's right." However, Hong Dali put on an innocent face and then asked Tang Muxin, "Xinxin, did I say that this is a martial arts secret manual?"
"Let me think." Tang Muxin tapped her lips with her finger and thought for a while, then decisively shook her head and said, "You said that this is a 'Monsters Battle Painting', but you really didn't say that this is a martial arts secret manual…"
"That's right." Hong Dali looked towards Hua Xiangyu and asked, "Sister Xiangyu, did I say that I definitely wanted to sell it to him?"
"No, you didn't." Hua Xiangyu finally understood too and laughed, then said, "Big Bro Dali didn't want to sell it at first, you are the one who insisted on buying it. You didn't manage to buy it for 30 million and increased the price to 50 million yourself, you also actively transferred the money over to him first!"


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


Fang Jifan rubbed his eyes, staring blankly at the red curtain of Zhu Zhu in front of him, and in the distance was a piece of furniture such as a dazzling piano case and a rosewood stool.
Standing in front of the curtain, there was a guy in a small blue cap, staring at him desperately, and then this guy showed a very embarrassed smile, with a flirtatious charming smile: "The young man woke up ..."
Fang Jifan was a little bit nervous, this is ... wearing ... through, because he clearly heard that the man in the Tsing Yi cap speaks Fengyang Mandarin. As an expert in Ming history, Fang Jifan can be 100% sure that the furnishings here, but also With this inexplicable man, in his own era, even a large investment in film and television, it was impossible to set up such a scene.
No panic or fright, Fang Jifan had some excitement in his heart, and after doing so many years of learning, unexpectedly today he can glimpse the ancients!
The ancients, looking at this guy who laughed a little bit, Fang Jifan couldn't help thinking, this is ... the ancients?
"This is the year of *******?" Fang Jifan saw a calligraphy on the wall, and the title of the post was a calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty.
By the bed, the system of the Xuanqin case also attracted the attention of Fang Jifan. This is the style of the mid-Ming Dynasty. After the ******* Dynasty, it was not very popular. The Xuanqin case seems to be a new system. So it is estimated that this should be There is no doubt about the era of *******.
The man in the Tsing Yi cap nodded, but still looked straight at Fang Jifan.
Having been determined, Fang Jifan slammed up from the bed, patted his thigh, and said excitedly, "Ning Wang is still there? There is a rebellion of the little prince in the north. The handicraft industry in the south has begun to rise ..." Fang Jifan A look of eyebrows fluttered: "The emperor today is also a sage, there is so much to do ..."
Ji Fang Jifan is very excited. This is a good time. The male husband, studying, and studying history, ca n't help but have too many regrets. He did n't have much success in his last life, and he finally came to a place of usefulness.
Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to laugh, because he worked in the library and studied Ming history. Not only does Ming history know a lot about it, it is about the local history of this era, he knows it well, and speaks something awkward. There were several thieves in the county on the few days of the month, and their amazing memory was also impressive.
I have been alone for a long time, and it seems not bad to come to this age.
Qi Fang Jifan even admired his own heart ... very big.
The guy in the Tsing Yi cap changed his face, hesitatingly: "Master ... you ... you say ... there is something promising?"
"Yeah." Fang Jifan cheered up, and he was a young master. Then this person was either a book boy or a long-time follower. His excitement had not passed yet, and he expressed his enthusiasm: "The man's eldest husband is alive. "
Speaking of which, the face of the man in Tsing Yi 's hat changed from doubt to sorrow. He yelled, "Master ... Master ... is sick again ... come ... come ..."
Qi Fang Jifan was shocked, what is this ... what happened?
  Snapped...
The door was suddenly knocked open by several strong men, and they looked like wolves and tigers.
Outside the sun, the sun also sprinkled in, and these burly bodies covered the extra light.
Then, a man with a quivering shirt and a goatee, a gentleman-like appearance, stepped on his back with a medicine chest and said with excitement: "Master, master's illness ... committed another ... fast, fast, needle ! "
With a quick order, those elite men rushed towards Fang Jifan and immediately controlled Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan's pupils contracted, NMGB, he cursed, because he saw that old gentleman had removed the inch-long silver needle from the box, with a sad look on his face, Chao Fangfan said: "The disease suffered by the young master is the brain Disease, do n't be afraid to avoid illness, come here, do n't be afraid, do n't be afraid ... just get a shot ... "
Ji Fang Jifan was so frightened that his jaw would fall off: "I ... I'm not sick ..."
The doctor applied the needle and shook his head, saying, "Yes, I used to have this symptom when I was ill. Master, bear with me. The acupuncture method of the old man was uploaded by Naizu. He can treat the disease, and he can still exercise. Master, you lie down! "
  what...
With the general howl to kill pigs, Fang Jifan did not make a sound after half a ring.
Hands and feet are controlled, and the old gentleman actually directly inserted the silver needle into his back of the brain. Fang Jifan stopped crying, but he was scared to bite his teeth and did not dare to move. For fear of moving, the old gentleman The needle was skewed.
The most important thing is that I was afraid of getting an injection from an early age!
A needle so long, pierced into the head, this is a cure, this is a murder, your uncle!
Before the needle was taken out, the old man sighed with a beard and shook his head again. "The brain-disabled has no medicine, and the old man just presses the ancient prescription to temporarily control the illness. Whether he can be cured is up to his master's luck. . "
The guy in the Tsing Yi cap hid on the edge of the couch and whispered in a low voice: "Master, master, Doctor Fang is a famous doctor invited by Uncle, don't be afraid, just a few months' needle will be fine, Uncle repaired the book The family has commanded that as long as the master's illness is good, no matter what method is used ... In short, there must be no medical taboos ... Master is the only son of Uncle. Master can bear it ... bear it ...
Xi Fang Jifan's face was pale, but he was trembling.
Uh .........
Noon.
The view outside the window was pleasant, but Fang Jifan was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery!
This is the twenty-seventh day that Fang Jifan came to this world. Of course, he doesn't know how many needles have been pierced. Each time he pierces the needle, the other side of the fan is in the ghost gate.
An ancient 'famous doctor' pierced the silver needle into your back of the head and stirred it a little. Fang Jifan thought about it and shuddered.
Twenty-seven days are enough to make Fang Jifan understand everything.
The original master of this body was the only son of Daming Nan and Bo Fang Jinglong.
The hereditary Count of the Fang family was earned during the battle of Jingnan. The ancestors followed the Yan King Zhu Xi from the dragon to Nanjing from Peiping City. Zhu Xi was kind and gave an iron rice bowl with a big hand.
And the master of this body ...
Well, it's no wonder that I only say a word about how a manly husband can be regarded as a mental disability, because this is a complete scum scum, the biggest evil in the capital, and the prodigal of the prodigal, it can be called full of evil.
A few days ago, this was sick, so I invited a famous doctor to see it. I wanted to come because of a mental problem and never gave up the treatment. After Fang Jifan passed through, he was mistaken for the fact that he was not good because he and The former prodigal had very different personalities, so ... the treatment continued ...
I'm so stupid.
Ji Fang Jifan introspected himself. He was still too young. When he first arrived, what did he say to people to build a career and serve the country and the people?
A prodigal boy with a lot of bad behavior, behaves so abnormally, in the eyes of others, not neuropathy, what is it?
Well, in order to give up treatment, he must have Fang Jifan more than Fang Jifan.
At this time, the door of the bedroom was opened, and a small girl with a good face came in, followed by Fang Jifan's long follower, the guy in the Tsing Yi cap, called Deng Jian.
A new day has begun.
Qi Fang Jifan took a deep breath. For more than 20 days, he had figured out the rules and roughly understood the background of the family. Naturally, he had already thoroughly understood the original Fang Jifan.
When the little girl arrived at the couch, she saluted: "Master, get up."
Fang Jifan opened his eyes, showing impatience. He cheered himself up: "Prodigal son, prodigal son, buddy is a prodigal son, and should not be exposed."
Xi Fangji Fan's fiercely said, "What time is it? Early in the morning, what is the name of a ghost?"
Xiao Xiaoya's face was scared and slightly unnatural: "Sun ... three shots."
"Only three shots ..." Fang Jifan tusks: "Master, am I the one who got up three shots? Sleep for another hour!"
Deng Jian, wearing a Tsing Yi cap, nodded and said, "Master, it's too early, but I'm afraid the master is hungry ..."
"Okay, okay ..." Fang Jifan had to stand up and change clothes with the little girl's help.
Deng Jian, who was aside, laughed lowly: "The young master is wise, the young master is martial, the young master is not changed, admired by the villain, and throws himself into the ground."
"Go to you!" Fang Jifan raised his leg, turned Deng Jian with a kick, and said angrily: "Master, except handsome and handsome, has nothing to do, how dare you say wise and sacred? Wise and sacred can eat as a meal? Dog The same thing. "
Deng Jian rolled on the ground and burst into tears.
Fang Jifan was shocked in his heart. Why is it that Fang Caiyi was serious? Sin, sin, I'm really sorry, but ... hey, buddy is also very embarrassed. If Master Ben is gentle and gentle, how can he give up treatment?
Who would have expected it, Deng Jian rolled up suddenly, but leaned his head, and said with excitement: "Master's illness is finally better, small ... small ... I am really happy for the master, and the cry is joyful and crying."
  Ok?
Can Fang Jifan stay like a chicken?

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Hongzhi eleven years. It was a wonderful morning. At this time, Zhu Houzhao was an adult. At this time, Wang Shouren and Tang Bohu sharpened their swords in preparation for the Imperial Examination. At this time, the Xiaobinghe era was in the landlord's fool Nanhe Bofu, Nanhe Bo's successor Fang Jifan ... began his prodigal life.

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It was a cold winter. Snow fell in the north.
Aided by the money and food Jiang Pengji had provided, An Cui's mission of bringing members of the Red Lotus Group over to his side was going very smoothly.
An Cui was a smart man. He didn't let his guard down around even the lower-ranking members of the Red Lotus Group. He didn't pick out anyone whose position was prominent. Instead, he chose only those who would be of use but also be inconspicuous and relatively reliable. Soon, he had swayed hundreds of people.
Meanwhile, Jiang Pengji focused on three tasks for the winter.
Recruiting talent, recruiting troops, and the training of troops.
The first task was left to Feng Jin and Wei Ci. The former was familiar with the situation in Shangyang County, whereas the latter had a structured and organized working style and was cunning enough to succeed.
With those two cooperating, Jiang Pengji was not worried about talent rising to take the bait.
The second task was left to Feng Zhen. Jiang Pengji had just taken over Shangyang County. By doing so, her territory had sudden expanded to twice its size. The 20,000 troops that had once been more than sufficient were now not nearly enough. It was absolutely necessary to recruit more troops and purchase more horses. Feng Zhen was too lazy. He could snuggle under his blankets and sleep until noon in the winter.
Jiang Pengji couldn't stand the sight of it, so she gave him a heavy workload. If he couldn't finish it or slacked off in the middle of doing work...
Heh, then he wouldn't get even one drop of alcohol for the entire next year!
Feng Zhen, who already looked pale, went white as a sheet upon hearing Jiang Pengji's words.
He felt the urge to jump ship every minute while serving such a lord.
Stop a prodigal from drinking?
Was that something a human could do?
However, there was no possibility of persuading Jiang Pengji to spare him, so Feng Zhen could only follow her orders while feeling sorry for himself. He developed dark circles under his eyes after staying up for a few days. He privately complained to Wei Ci. "Zixiao, judging from the current situation, will we still have a seven-day new year holiday?"
Wei Ci placated him gently. "A gentleman always keeps his promise. Our lord doesn't make promises easily, but once he does, he definitely keeps them."
However, Jiang Pengji was a lady, not a gentleman.
Wei Ci quietly kept that last line to himself. He still wore a smile so pretty that it seemed as if lily flowers were blooming from his face. He was a man that came with his own special effects and background music.
Feng Zhen had joined the group halfway into the year and didn't know about the conventions of the past, so he believed Wei Ci, albeit barely.
To be fair, it wasn't that difficult to recruit troops and purchase horses. However, Jiang Pengji was aiming for elite troops.
Other people would just train their recruits for one or two months, or even just a few weeks, before sending them off to war.
She was different.
Her troops were trained for three months in the winter and three months in the summer. They even had to work in the fields during the spring plowing and autumn harvesting seasons. Furthermore, the daily training sessions never stopped.
Based on what Feng Zhen knew, each of the 20,000 troops under Jiang Pengji must go through a tough training period before setting foot on the battlefield.
In Jiang Pengji's words, troops that had not been trained harshly could not be considered troops. Troops that didn't meet her criteria were more suited to going back home to suckle milk from their mother's breasts than to set foot on the battlefield. Troops like that would be cannon fodder if they ever set foot on the battlefield. They would just sacrifice their lives for nothing.
Jiang Pengji had certain standards when it came to recruiting troops, and not everyone could join.
After a few days, Feng Zhen felt like he couldn't even straighten his right hand anymore. He had been holding writing brushes for so long that his fingers had stiffened. "By the way, you still haven't found anyone suitable?"
Even an easygoing prodigal like Feng Zhen couldn't help but want to go on a rampage due to the heavy workload.
He finally understood why Qiguan Rang, who was in charge of managing the household registration department, always looked as grumpy as if everyone owed him 1,000,000 strings of coins.
Wei Ci and Feng Jin sipped their tea leisurely.
"No rush, no rush, we have laid the traps. I have a feeling that the yield this time around will be substantial."
Feng Zhen almost wanted to spit on him. "I'm really dumb for believing you!"
Their job of recruiting talent was actually about organizing various gatherings that involved the discussion of poetry and literature and inviting the scholars of Shangyang County to participate. On the surface, such gatherings only involved the discussion of the arts, not politics. During these events, they were actually getting to know the temperament, capabilities, and talents of the scholars.
If they felt that someone was a good fit, they would talk more with the person in private.
What made Feng Zhen the most jealous was that all the expenses were paid for by Jiang Pengji. Feng Jin and Wei Ci were having a good time at the state's expense.
Thus, Feng Zhen couldn't help but suspect that the two were deliberately slacking off so that they could enjoy the easy life for a longer time!
F*ck!
He thought that these two b*stards were shameless. How could they not bring him along for great opportunities like these?
It was alright that they didn't bring him along, but why was it that he hadn't even seen the slightest trace of recruited talent after half a month?
Not having recruited talent meant that there was no one to help Feng Zhen with his job. "Careful, if you all are slacking off, I will report it to our lord."
Feng Jin couldn't help but let out a laugh. Not only was he not angry, he was in a pleasant mood.
What did Feng Zhen's attitude mean?
It meant that Feng Zhen was already exhausted from the heavy workload and becoming as tired as a dog from all the overtime work.
As for the third task of training the troops, Jiang Pengji left that to a few generals.
As always, the female soldiers were all given to Jiang Nongqin to train.
There were a few female soldiers who had performed well in the past few battles, and they had all been praised and promoted accordingly. They had started to work as trainers for the new female recruits. Due to the special circumstances in Shangyang County, people were prejudiced against female soldiers. As a result, they had only managed to recruit about 1,000 women.
The successful recruitment of more than 1,000 people was due to the fact that many families sent their daughters to the army, albeit not fully believing what the government said about female soldiers. Still, they considered their daughters to be money-losing goods that they couldn't afford to keep.
On the other hand, the recruitment of male soldiers had gone smoothly. The total number of recruited men reached 8,000.
"Nice one there, Zishi, your capabilities are impressive. You recruited that many people so soon?" Jiang Pengji was surprised.
Feng Zhen smiled resignedly. He admitted that he was fairly capable, but he dared not take full credit for the task this time around. "My lord, you are overstating it. Surely the success of the recruitment process is not a result of my capabilities alone. It's clearly because you are too generous and the conditions being offered are too good."
Although Shangyang County had not been conquered by the Tsing Yi Army or the Red Lotus Group, they had been besieged for a long time. Furthermore, there had been a drought that summer and the harvest for the whole year was limited. The people lived in poverty. Some even had to mix pig-feed into their food to curb their hunger.
Why was Jiang Pengji said to be generous?
The recruitment notice she'd given out clearly said that her soldiers were given three meals a day, with each meal consisting of two bowls of rice, a dish of vegetables, a dish of meat, and a bowl of soup.
Worried that the citizens could not comprehend this, the notice even listed how much the two bowls of rice would weigh and the ingredients that would be used to prepare the dishes.
The 200-word notice spent 160 words on the recipes. The requirements to participate in the recruitment drive only took up the remaining 40 words.
It was probably the wackiest recruitment notice that Feng Zhen had ever seen in his life.
Jiang Pengji kept to her goals of recruiting and training troops and did nothing that went against the interests of the nobles of Shangyang County.
However, this made the latter paranoid, afraid that she would stage an unexpected attack on them.
In the end, Jiang Pengji only changed out the officials holding some unimportant positions, and none of their positions were particularly good for embezzlement. Moreover, the newly hired officials were local scholars from poorer families.
Although they felt slightly unhappy about losing their positions, these actions were still within the scope of what the local nobles could accept.
Since the end of the year was near, Jiang Pengji was doing some year-end checks when a messenger reported that the nominal county chief of Shangyang County was here to visit her.
She thought of the date. It wasn't time to pay New Year's calls yet, was it?
"Invite him in," said Jiang Pengji.
The county chief brought her a letter that had already been opened. She unfolded it. On the seal was written, "Rule by the grace of heaven, thus be everlasting and mighty great."
The Imperial Seal?
She was momentarily surprised as she quickly scanned through the contents of the letter.
"They want me to send troops to protect the king?" she asked.


Jiang Pengji got something called the Court Intrigue Stream System.
System: "Your goal is to become the most prestigious woman in the kingdom (the Queen)!" 
Jiang Pengji: "Okay, System. No problem!"
Years later, she met the target by becoming the most prestigious woman (the Empress).
Jiang Pengji: "Well done, no?"
System: "Why the hack did you fight on horseback? I want court intrigue among the King's women!"

#how a future general wins the ancient throne
#Her man watches in silence, the System watches with tears

"The archduchess does not deserve to die!" shouted Maria, once again having another discussion with the two fragments of her inner consciousness, Light Maria and Dark Maria.
"Such a nice woman definitely does not deserve to die," Light Maria sagely nodded her head in agreement.
"Saying that she's a nice woman is not going to help us. I mean, how did she die in the novel?" questioned Dark Maria, who was floating in the air, eating a hamburger for some reason.
"Hmm, if I recall correctly, both the archduke and archduchess publically died in a tragic fire that randomly broke out in the manor but we later found out that the archduchess died from poison first before the fire started," 
Maria was duked out in her Sherlock Holmes costume, recalling how the story mentioned that during the middle of a tea-party, hosted by the archduchess. A fire suddenly broke and ruined the event, the archduke who was returning home was mysteriously attacked on the road and during the battle was poisoned. The poison could've been cured if it had been treated right away, but the archduke wanted to hold out on it until he reached home.
Only by the time he reached there, it was siege under raging intense flames and after hearing how his was wife was still somewhere in the premises of their home, rushed in to go save her. The ending results were both of them dying and the only thing left of their corpse was ash.
"If the manor was going to be set on fire in the first place, why was the archduchess poisoned?" lazily questioned Dark Maria.
"To hide the true matter of the crime, which was the archduchess did not die by an accidental fire but was murdered! Murdered by one of the empress evil schemes, cause she knew if ruled out as an accidental fire, an investigation would not take place!" proclaimed Maria, clearly convinced with her theory. 
"The jealous heart of a woman can be quite scary," sighed Light Maria.
"So we somehow have to save the archduchess and her family, but... just how much time do we have before she meets her tragic end?" asked Dark Maria who for some reason was sunbathing now, sipping on a tropical drink.
"In the book, they died on the fourteenth of August, two weeks before the Diamond Academy Welcome Back Banquet," Maria remembered in the book that every year, Diamond Academy hosted its Welcome Back Banquet to welcome its returning and new students.
"So, we have two weeks before we can save the archduchess. That's not a lot of time." Light Maria said the exact words Maria was thinking.
"There's also the problem of what poison killed the archduchess. If she was killed with a certain type of poison, then only a certain type of antidote can cure her," said Dark Maria, adding more to the discussion of things they needed to think about if they were going to stop that tragedy from happening.
"If I remember correctly, in the book, Richard's investigation on the death of his parents revealed that his mother was killed by {Lux Brumalis} poison. The type of poison that's made by mixing two low-level ice-class toxin ingredients. Once it enters the body, it will freeze all of the victim's internal organs. The antidote to {Lux Brumalis} poison is {Aestas}, which is made by brewing a petal of a Summer Flower and Lemon Grass. Lemon Grass should be easy to find, but I don't know about the petal of a Summer Flower. I'll have to look up that later." 
Maria was brought back into reality, when Shirone knocked on the door, "Ojou-sama, everyone is waiting for you downstairs for dinner."
Once Maria was escorted out of her room, she was brought into this large and elegantly decorated European-style dining room and was escorted to her chair. Once seated, Maria recognized both her brother and mother at the dining table, but she did not recognize the handsome man sitting at the head of the table
 
The man looked to be in his mid-thirties, dark blonde hair, fairly attractive yet one was unable to admire it thanks to those cold dark brown eyes of his. Sheepishly shooting a few glances at him, the man gave Maria the impression of being very strict and uptight, the type who expected nothing but the highest of expectations from his children.
Seeing this, Maria couldn't help but gulp; she wasn't good with these types of people. Though she completely missed when the man looked towards her way, a feeling of dejection flashing through those dark brown eyes of his. "Maria, I'm happy to see you're feeling okay." Maria couldn't help but jump at such a deep and authoritative voice, almost dropping her silverware, yet she still managed to nod her head, too afraid to speak.
Sorting through the original Maria's memories, it seemed that the poor girl always held a sense of fear towards her father. First off the original Maria's father was a busy man, so it was kind of hard to form a father and daughter bond due to the man being away most of the time.
Then there was also this commanding and authoritative aura he gave off all the time. Things only got worse, when one day Maria was about to visit her father's study room, only to hear him harshly scolding someone; that only made the young Maria's fear of him increase.
While Maria was too busy in her own thoughts, she completely missed the brief look of gloom that passed through her father's eyes, receiving nothing but pity looks from both mother and son. After an awkward silence, it was Maria's mother who decided to break the silence, cheerfully beginning to speak about her day.
Maria was chewing on a piece of delicious steak when she heard her mother say, "Ah, I just remembered! In order to thank you for the beautiful present you gave her, the Archduchess has invited you to attend a play with her family!"
 Maria didn't know whether this certain predicament was a blessing or a curse. Silently thinking to herself, 'If this is a blessing, then I must save the archduchess and her family. I really hope in this life, they will achieve happiness and not despair like before,' 

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After dinner, Maria made her way to the library located inside the family manor. Trying to dig up information about the Summer Flower, a voice close to her ear startled her and made her scream. After dropping the book, Maria turned around and saw that it was big-brother who had frightened her.
"Brother, what are you doing here?" Maria asked, trying to get her heart to calm down.
"That's the same thing I should be asking you. If you wanted me to read you a bedtime story, you could've just asked you know.?" It seemed her older brother thought that his cute little sister wanted to read a bedtime story, but once he saw the cover of the book that had fallen out of her hands, he grew confused.
"Why are you reading a book about plants?" he asked as she began flipping through the pages again.
"I'm looking for information about the Summer-Flower," stated Maria, hoping that her big-brother could maybe give her some clues on where it was located.
"The Summer-Flower? Why do you want to know about that?" He asked, holding her book and began flipping through the pages.
"I'm just curious about it since I want to make another hairpin, using a Summer Flower this time," innocently lied Maria, only to wonder why the answer she had given him caused her brother to chuckle?
"Maria, a Summer-Flower is not just any regular flower, it's a plant-monster." After saying that, he walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out a book. Opening it, he began flipping through the pages before finding the right one and presenting it to Maria.
"You see this is a Summer-Flower. They're only active during the months of June and July before going into hibernation," explained her brother, showing her a picture of a large sunflower-like plant creature, which had razor-sharp teeth and several thick green limbs. Looking at the picture, Maria thought one thing,
'I'm screwed!'

One moment I'm chasing after a rabbit and the next, I'm falling down a rabbit hole! What the heck?! This ain't Alice in Wonderland?! Though as I opened my eyes, I soon found out that I was no longer in my original body and that somehow I transmigrated into the light novel, A Fairytale Romance. And that isn't all, the character whose body I transmigrated into... is none other than the minor stuck-up, arrogant, and selfless ojou-sama who was nothing more than a comic relief character. Life truly sucks...

I want to run. To anywhere but here. Anywhere but this small town. I live in Sunside Valley. A small town. And it's summer. My 5 best friends Tre, William, Sandra, Ryan, and Vanessa are out of town. The only bestie in town is Dylan. He works during the summer at our bookstore our parents own. Me and him also work during the school year but I get summer off. So I'm alone in this empty small town. Everyone's gone. I have this ache in my stomach from missing someone from so long ago as I ride my bike to the bookstore where I spend most of my summer with Dylan because no one else is here.

I arrive at the Bookworm bookstore. I smile because I already get the warm feeling of that small bookstore that's filled with million books. I lock up my bike and notice Dylan is reading through the window not even noticing I'm outside. I knock on the glossy glass window. He looks up from the book in shock and looks straight at me. I see his bright warm smile and I smile back.

I open the door and the coolness of the AC hits me finally somewhere cold other than home. It's burning outside kinda wish I brought Penny along. I see Luka Dyl's dog run to me and I smile. He bend down and he licks my face.

"Hey Luka. Who's a good boy? You are!" I pet behind his ear. He's a beautiful Golden retriever who I've known since he was a puppy.

"Morning L." He greets me and it's vacant in the store. I smile at him. 

"Morning Dyl whatcha reading?" I ask bouncing up and leaning against the counter.

"My favorite of course." He says.

"Why I should have known. You always read the time of day." I smile. "Got anything good for me today?"

"Yeah actually." He reaches under the counter where we puts all books we recommend to each other and slides it onto the counter. I pick it's up and read the title. 

"Dusk till Dawn." I say out loud. I turn it around to the back to read the summary.

"It's about a warlock named Quin and a werewolf named Kaylee. Best friends and they were ripped apart because they are different. But they are in love and the the werewolf is determined to find him." He explains. Then I feel this weird feeling….Dylan really….I know he doesn't know about the boy. But this book is my life with a bit of a twist that they can't be together and get pulled apart by their parents. But the fact I'm looking for someone. I'm the werewolf and he's the witch.

"Can't the boy just use a spell to find her?" I ask. Thinking about how that boy should be looking for me but I don't know that. 

"No, her parents put a cloaking spell on her." He says. Sometimes I wish I was in books because it would be easy to forget or come up with reasons he may not be looking.

"You sure it's good?" I look down at the book and notice how thick it is.

"Yes and I know you read books fast but this one is 2,000 pages and I know if you really wanted to you can finish that easily. But it's better if you don't trust me." He smiles at me. Dylan is always right about books but should I trust him? This could make me break down.

"Look L, I love the book and I think you will to you can keep reading The Fire while you're reading it but come on give it a chance." He tries to convince me. I take the book of the counter and it's a bit heavy. I put in my brown leather sachal and take out The Fire. 

"Read both at the same time?" I question kind of.

"Come on I know you read like 10 books at once." He says. And of course he's right. I can't help but giggle a bit.

"You know me too well." I playfully punch his arm.

"Yeah sure come on." He gets from behind the counter to the door and flips the sign to closed. 

"Come on I got a hour brunch break." He smiles.

"There is no such thing." I smile. 

"Come on my parents won't mind they have real work to deal with." He says. 

"Fine." I say. I never understood why his parents let Dylan and I get our dream and bought the shop when they work. His dad is a doctor and his mom is a graveyard nurse every other night. His mom is always home in the morning sleeping. And really just because this is Dylan's shop it's also mine in a way. Dylan is practically family. Our parents grew up together. And when we were 12 we had this dream to open a bookstore. Our parents split the cost put it under their names and bam. Our dream came true.

"Come on Luka!" Dylan calls and hooks him onto a leash. His tail wags and I pet the top of his head. He opens the door and he locks it behind us. It's a sunny day and I see the rays glowing through the trees. Very little cars pass and I wish everyone didn't leave for the summer. 

"Wait L, you biked huh?" He asks. 

"Yeah but come on we can walk." I smile. 

"Hmm ok right across the park and get some crepes and have picnic?" He asks. 

"Of course. The Breakfast picnic everyday." I smile.

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