Menang giveaway barang memang epic. Tapi pernah nggak sih lo menang giveaway hadiahnya cowok cakep + tajir?

Seorang pemilik perusahaan teknologi multinasional Amerika mengadakan giveaway yang mengagetkan. Di mana dalam deretan hadiah tersebut, pemenang giveaway akan dipilih menjadi pacarnya. Tanpa syarat yang membebankan, giveaway ini dibuka untuk umum dan seluruh dunia! 

Alenaya Zachariah yang iseng mengikuti giveaway malah memenangkan hadiah utama. Ia sudah dipastikan menjadi pacar Ellair Z, pria yang menyandang status orang terkaya di dunia. Kemenangan itu tidak mengagetkan Alenaya. Namun, yang lebih mengagetkan adalah pesan suara dari Ellair yang mengatakan sudah mengenalnya sejak kecil. 

Siapa Ellair Z? Alenaya merasa tidak pernah mengenalnya, tetapi sikap pria itu menunjukkan bahwa mereka pernah berhubungan di masa lalu.

After sending off the staffer from "Star of Tomorrow," Fang Zhao listened to Zuo Yu and Yan Biao recount their good fortune.
Zuo Yu couldn't wait to relate it all to Fang Zhao. "Boss, you have no idea. I actually thought my luck was good enough, but a 10,000-dollar red packet! I have taken part in this sort of draw since I was young, but this is the first time I have ever won this sort of large red packet! But Yan Biao's luck is even better! He actually won a big prize! Fiery Bird's personal terminal bracelet, even though it's just the normal version and not the luxurious one, is still worth at least five figures?"
"Actually, that's wrong. It wasn't our luck that was good; it was Curly Hair who was the lucky one. We let Curly Hair spin the wheel on our last tries. He is really worthy of being a golden competition dog worth over 100 million!" Yan Biao's face was glowing. For this sort of draw, forget about big prizes, he had rarely even hit any small prizes, and this sort of special prize had been even more impossible. He had never expected to actually win it! Right now, he could not help but be all smiles.
This simply a change in fortune!
However, the last draw had been with the help of Curly Hair's paw. Even if Yan Biao felt that he had experienced a change in fortune, in front of his boss, he still had to give merit to Curly Hair.
Whether it was really because of Curly Hair, having won the large prize, Yan Biao was in a good mood. This time, he had saved quite a bit of money and time, so he had bought some high-quality dog food online. In the past, he definitely would not have bought such high-quality food just for a dog.
"Did the interview go smoothly?" Zuo Yu asked.
"It was all right."
Fang Zhao felt it had gone rather smoothly. At the start, he might not have adapted and might have made it a little awkward. Having just returned from military service, he still had some lingering habits from his time with the forces. His first reaction had been to give the most crucial information in the shortest time possible. During the years of the Period of Destruction, because of the fighting that could have occurred at any time, whenever he had spoken or given instructions, most of the time he had spoken briefly and concisely.
However, when he had realized this problem, Fang Zhao had also quickly adjusted and had not continued to let the host feel stumped. This way, there wouldn't be an awkward pause.
"Were you guys playing the Fiery Bird Lucky Spin game?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Yeah, every time Fiery Bird releases a new product, they have this sort of giveaway, but new and old members have a different number of chances. Boss, you have already registered as a Fiery Bird member, so you will only have three chances. How about you try it?" Zuo Yu was also anticipating this and wished to know what Fang Zhao's luck would be like.
Yan Biao had also stopped what he was doing. He was also curious and full of anticipation, so he energetically urged Fang Zhao on. "Boss, you can let Curly Hair help you do the spin. His paws are really 'golden'! It's very effective! Lucky without a doubt!"
Fang Zhao had opened the lucky spin page, and after confirming this was the page, he was in no rush to spin it. He instead talked to Zuo Yu and Yan Biao about the upcoming arrangements and sent them back to rest.
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao met each other's gaze and smiled as a tacit understanding came to their minds. They felt that Fang Zhao surely cared about his image and wasn't willing to do the lucky spin in front of his two bodyguards. He would lose face if his luck wasn't good and he got a lousy prize. Curly Hair's golden paws were not verified, and there were only two chances. Who knew if he was originally lucky or whether it had been coincidence? Or was he really that effective?
After Zuo Yu and Yan Biao left and there was nobody else around, Fang Zhao checked around the house and made sure the program staffer had not left any monitoring or recording devices behind before he called Curly Hair over and pointed to the gaming room. "Let's go in and talk."
When Curly Hair saw the gaming room, he became more energetic, as he thought Fang Zhao was bringing him to play games again. After Curly Hair had returned, he had not been inside the gaming room yet.
The 10th-generation console had been brought to the office before Fang Zhao had left for military service. Placing it aside was a waste, so he had lent it to the gaming team. Most of the time, it had been the current gaming team captain, Jinro, who had used it.
After military service, Fang Zhao had also inspected it once. The console had been maintained well and was in good shape. There were no problems, so he had not brought it back. When he got busy, he would not have much time to use it.
Thus, at present, there were only a few simple pieces of gaming equipment, along with a gaming helmet, in the gaming room. However, for Curly Hair, it was more than enough.
Curly Hair excitedly rushed into the gaming room and was about to bury his head in the gaming helmet when he spotted Fang Zhao's grave face, and his ears drooped instantly. Curly Hair did not know where he had gone wrong, but every time this sort of expression appeared on Fang Zhao's face, it meant that Curly Hair had definitely done something wrong.
Curly Hair no longer cared about the gaming console and his wagging tail drooped down. He looked up at Fang Zhao nervously.
Fang Zhao looked at Curly Hair but did not say anything. Instead, he downloaded a spin wheel minigame. This was the sort that everyone in a household would play. Prizes and points could be set by the user.
In the options, Fang Zhao set up 10 columns. He decided to use this as an experiment, so he did not need to make it complicated. The prize columns only displayed a number from 1 to 10. After he had set this up, he disconnected the apartment's internet and waved for Curly Hair. "Come over."
Curly Hair looked at the similar-looking spin wheel displayed on the screen, and his eyes had a blank look, but he still came over obediently.
"Did you help Zuo Yu and Yan Biao spin the wheel today?"
"Woof." It wasn't a loud bark, as though he was just replying.
"You spun it twice?" Fang Zhao asked again.
"Woof."
Fang Zhao stared straight at Curly Hair. "Did you influence the spin wheel results?"
Curly Hair no longer made any noise. He knew which matter had upset Fang Zhao, but he could not understand why Fang Zhao was angry. Wasn't it just a lucky spin? Weren't Zuo Yu and Yan Biao very happy?
Faced with Fang Zhao's stare, Curly Hair let out a low whimper. This meant that it was just as Fang Zhao had said.
Fang Zhao let out a low sigh. "So that was the case." He just knew that both Zuo Yu and Yan Biao striking a prize could not have been so coincidental. It wasn't impossible, but the probability of them both having a burst such of great luck was really low.
Anybody not in the know would surely think that these two were overflowing with luck and had experienced a change in fortunes, or if they saw it from a fun way, it was as Yan Biao had said about having "dog-sh*t luck," "golden paws," or whatever just for a laugh. But the moment Fang Zhao had heard that Curly hair was involved, he had realized something. He just hadn't shown it on his face.
Now, there was nobody else in the house. Fang Zhao had already disconnected the internet, and he pointed to the spin wheel displayed on the screen and told Curly Hair, "Spin a 9."
Curly Hair had a look of suspicion, but he still listened to Fang Zhao's instructions. He lifted his paw and hit the "spin" button.
The spin wheel started spinning rapidly but then slowed down, and the pointer needle came to a stop in the middle of the "9" column.
Fang Zhao did not say much but continued, "Now spin an 8."
Curly Hair complied.
Just like the previous time, when the wheel came to a stop, the pointer needle was right in the middle of the "8" column.
Following that, Fang Zhao continued letting Curly hair continue to spin the wheel. Whatever number Fang Zhao called out, Curly Hair was able to accurate land on that column.
Ten times, 20 times...
After 30 times, Fang Zhao finally let Curly Hair stop.
After 30 rounds of tests, there was no doubt about whether Curly Hair could influence the spin's results.
Fang Zhao walked in front of Curly Hair and said to him seriously, "In the future, be more prudent when it comes to this sort of thing."
Fang Zhao wasn't trying to scare Curly Hair, but this sort of thing required some sort of caution, and it was better not to have a next time. Fang Zhao also didn't want to let Curly Hair win him a large prize, just to be safe.
There were always shenanigans of some sort involved in these sorts of online giveaway activities. Large prizes were not that easy to hit.
Once or twice could be reasoned as chance or perhaps a problem with the system, but if it occurred too many times, it would attract unwanted attention. And Fang Zhao knew that he and Curly Hair were different from others.
Curly Hair's IQ was still increasing, but he was still just like a human child, unable to properly and prudently determine what things he should go about. Without proper guidance when he made a mistake, the consequences were still unknown.
Fang Zhao did not know what sort of level Curly Hair's IQ would increase to, but he felt he needed to watch Curly Hair a little more.
After making Curly Hair aware of his mistakes, Fang Zhao then explained to Curly Hair why he shouldn't do such things. He knew that Curly Hair could understand him now.
The moment people found out that a dog was behind the lucky spin's prize anomaly, it would surely blow up, and Curly Hair would surely be taken away to be experimented on.
After five minutes of lecturing, Fang Zhao saw that Curly Hair was getting listless, so he pointed to the gaming helmet to the side. "Go play some games, but no going online."
"Woof!"
Fang Zhao looked on as the listless Curly Hair immediately livened up, expertly buried his head into the gaming helmet, changed the displayed image on the screen, and started playing his whack-a-mole game.
The entire screen was filled with the special effects of fireworks from adding points. Looking at the points on the side rapidly rising, it was very hard to imagine that it was actually a dog playing. Even if a highly skilled gamer were the one playing this game, he might not be able to achieve this level. If one was to just look at the screen and the rapid speed the points were increasing at, their first thought would be that the computer was playing by itself. Probably only a computer was able to achieve this sort of standard.
Fang Zhao recalled back to when he had received the surveillance footage from the black street. In the video, there had been a point where almost every internet connection and all the surveillance footage had been disrupted at exactly the same time!
Something that nobody knew about had to have happened at that instant.
Curly Hair was a native dog, that was certain. When he had just been reborn, Fang Zhao had brought Curly Hair to the drug store, and the boss of the drug store, Ai Wan, had run some blood tests and genetic analysis on Curly Hair and had even speculated what sort of breed Curly Hair's ancestors were.
This dog was odd.
That had been Fang Zhao's guess. Fang Zhao had even pondered whether his rebirth had something to do with Curly Hair. Otherwise, why had it only been him who had gotten a chance at a second life?
"What exactly are you?"
Fang Zhao watched Curly Hair immersed in the game over to the side, and a doubt appeared in his heart. However, he had no way of getting answers now. Whatever the facts were, one thing was for certain—this couldn't be made known to anybody else!
He had an unspeakable secret, and other people could not find out about Curly Hair's secret even more so.
Both of them had secrets that they absolutely could not let others know about.
Making notes on this matter, Fang Zhao started making preparations for his concert. The concert venue and advanced ticket sales were being handled by Silver Wing's side. All Fang Zhao needed to do now was complete the pieces that would be played at the concert and to instruct the symphony orchestra on how to perform each piece perfectly.
However, unbeknownst to Fang Zhao, he had once again become a trending topic on the internet.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

Their trip to St. George ended too soon for Will's taste. Hazel had so much fun pointing out every cool rock or shrub that she saw with that dazzling smile on her face the entire time. And she always read the road markers and plaques giving fun facts about the park that they passed aloud. 
Seeing her so excited about something filled him with contentment. He enjoyed every minute spent with her—except perhaps the last half mile or so of the hike to the top of Angels Landing where they had to hold onto a chain to avoid falling off of steep drop offs. 
People had died there before and Hazel wasn't all that experienced with hiking. Will was tensed and ready to grab her if necessary the entire time. Ultimately, her thrill about the view was worth his anxiety. 
He wasn't sure what his favorite part of the trip was but sharing a double sleeping bag and cuddling for warmth was a major contender. She had already bought some thicker pajamas to brace for the coming winter and felt like a fluffy little cloud curled up next to him. 
After such a glorious weekend, going back to work was a drag. But it was a necessary evil. Despite his millions stashed away from taking over the smuggling ring, Will couldn't help but be cautious. 
Doing activities every weekend and going on so many vacations might make his wife suspicious about where the money was coming from. She wasn't stupid—she had already asked him about his finances more than once—but he had been able to deflect so far by claiming he got paid well and hadn't had anything to spend it on the past few years. 
That much was true. Every penny he did spend was somehow connected to preparing for when he took Hazel back with him. 
Will wished he could spend every minute of the day with her but he would never be able to pull that off without making her suspicious about his income. So here he was, sitting in the same boring meetings as always. 
Working as a smuggler had been back-breaking and full of tension. He hadn't enjoyed it at all. It was simply a means to an end. But this was too boring. 
All of his hard work had been for his wife and now that he had her love he didn't want to work anymore. He had to remind himself that she might get annoyed if they were together 24/7 because she was such an independent person. 
Back in the hospital, they typically only got about three hours a night together. Those three hours had to sustain him through about twelve of endless drudgery and repetition before he was able to go to sleep and wait for Hazel's screams to wake him up. 
They had more time together than that now and it still wasn't enough. Will had gotten greedy. 
He was grateful that none of his coworkers knew how many businesses he owned in Salt Lake City. Otherwise he would have been screwed when Hazel came to his office. The secretary there was under the impression that he was simply another real estate developer and that the big boss was someone else. 
Used to living in the shadows, Will preferred it that way. Truthfully he owned about twenty different businesses in the area but that number was steadily growing. Pouring dirty money into legitimate businesses was one of the best ways to hide it. 
His personal bank accounts didn't hold more than half a million at a time. The rest was connected to his businesses. If anybody ever came looking into him, he wouldn't seem as suspicious that way. 
But who would? He had covered his tracks so thoroughly that technically he didn't even exist. Billy Thornton was presumed dead. Everyone who knew of Billy Gold was dead or in prison. Will Sheffield had such an extensive fake paper trail that no one would ever be able to find the truth. 
He felt no attachment to the names he had left behind. Each one was the product of a bad environment. He hadn't chosen Sheffield because he missed Jean or anything either; he just wasn't all that creative. It was easier to use a name he knew than make something up. 
The only reason he kept 'William' was because it was easier than picking something else. There were thousands of men with that name in this country so it shouldn't be a giveaway. He was a grain of sand in the ocean. Nobody could find a single grain of sand. 
He didn't care that nobody remembered him but Hazel. She was the only one who mattered. 
Once his meeting ended, Will heaved a sigh of relief. He had hardly been able to concentrate anyway. He turned to his computer to get started on some paperwork and could only stare at the screen when he saw the headline advertised on his favorite news site's homepage. 
'Author of Bestselling Book on Bay Area Blade Reveals Truth about Hidden Son'
Numbly, he clicked on the link and a video showed up. This interview had happened on a local news station back in Oakland. 
A female reporter was conducting the interview with a nerdy-looking man in his thirties. She began her spiel by talking about how footage of his interviews with Charles Thornton was going to be making it into an upcoming documentary series about serial killers in the last fifty years. 
"...how did you decide to write your book, Mr. Abramson? Only the most daring of people have ever gone to interview serial killers personally. Usually these sorts of things are done by law-enforcement trained psychiatrists." 
The man adjusted his glasses before speaking. "I was twelve years old when the Bay Area Blade killed the people living across the street from my family. The neighborhood was never quite the same after that. Even after he got locked up, it took years for people to wander outside as freely as before. 
"I wanted to understand the rationale behind why someone would do something so horrible. I must say, talking to Thornton myself was a terrifying experience. He spoke about things so casually despite having a maniacal light in his eyes."
The reporter shook her head in disbelief. "I can only imagine how frightening that must have been. I've read your book—finding all of that information about the Blade's past is quite impressive. How did you manage to find it all?"
Abramson smiled. "Quite simple. His crimes were a matter of public record once the case was closed but I got a private investigator friend of mine to find out where he had been living before he was arrested. I managed to track down a few of his old neighbors from a trailer park. 
"Apparently he and his wife used to have loud, frequent arguments that everyone could hear. Jean Thornton left him for another man around the time his kills began. She was blonde and her lover had red hair. Both of them were the first ones found dead so a psychiatrist I talked to believed he was reliving killing them over and over with his later victims."
The reporter's eyes widened. "But his later victims typically included children. Your book mentions Thornton's son…was he killed as well?"
"Oh no. I'll get to that in a minute. But Jean Thornton was pregnant, presumably with her lover's child, at the time of the autopsy. The Blade must have known that for him to later target couples with children. His son was still living with him at the time of the arrest and became a ward of the state," Abramson said simply. 
"I wish I could have had the chance to interview him for my book about what his father was like at home but he seems to have vanished off the face of the earth."

“I’ll marry anyone who will take me!” Hazel declared loudly. “I don’t need love!”

“Get down!” Will hissed. “You don’t know what kind of people are lurking around in here! Talking like that might get you killed!”

==

Hazel Dixon thought she was putting her troubled past behind her. But when the person she thought she trusted most betrays her, she loses her head and proposes to an entire bar full of strangers. 

Enter Will Sheffield, a charming stranger who decides to take her up on her offer to save her from herself. 

He spoils her rotten without expecting anything in return and Hazel's confusion only grows. She doesn't know why he is acting this way. Or why he reminds her so much of the 'dangerous' childhood friend she thought was gone forever...

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Leo is just a normal guy in college. Every day is the same. That is until Max shows up in his life and turns everything upside down.

He could handle the change if it was small, but Max surprised him in front of the whole economics building... Scratch that the WHOLE College! How is he supposed to recover from that? The worst part is that Leo had liked how Max made him feel inside.

Now he is stuck in a crazy entanglement with Max as they both try to discover just what being in love means. Especially when what they are feeling and how to deal with those feelings, means coming to terms with a growing change inside of them.

~A beautiful short story about individuality, love, and the roles we face when held back by our own narrowed feelings.~

"Doctor, I am very fond of you. You are the only woman who showed me motherly care and could never dare to say no to me. I understand men are a scarcity on this planet and gaining the favor of a woman is an easy thing. However, I, Chuck could tell no other man ever had this favor from the Good Doctor."
**huff** **huff** "I... no other man was interested in me... Anto... Chuck, every woman of this planet wants to have a male companion, it was a dream from childhood... No sane woman would ever dare to say no to you..."
Chuck hiked up the skirt of the doctor to her waist, her shapely buttock clad in her black panty was visible to anyone who might walk by the door.
"Tara!"
"...yes! ...yes Chuck!"
"Pull down the panty of the doctor, make her show her bare ass for me."
"...I..."
"Do it!"
"Yes!"
Tara was slowly making her way to pull down the panty of the Dean of the hospital she works in; with trembling hands, she reached for the modest black lace panty.
During Tara was nervously following Chuck's order, he cupped the face of Dr. Fujiyama and lifted her chin up so that she could look at him. 
"Fujiyama, if no woman could say no to me, You are also not allowed. The moment I kissed you I wanted you. The very first day i say you when I woke up in the hospital bed, I wanted to bend you over the table pound your motherly c*nt until you have your tongue out with a crazy look as you cum over my cock."
"....Ooooh..." the erotic fantasy was too much for Fujiyama her legs quivered as 40-year-old pussy got wetter in anticipation.
"...I ...Chuck, I am old..."
Chuck forced his hand into Fujiyama's half-lowered panty and cupped her bare ass cheeks. He spread her ass cheek and showed her tight asshole to Tara. While he pulled the head of the doctor back by her hair.
"Do you have any idea of how attractive is a woman who oozes motherhood?"
Chuck did not wait for a reply from the doctor, as he sealed her mouth with his lips. This time he confidently shoved his tongue into her mouth and started to lick slick wet tongue of the MILF doctor. He paused the kiss for a moment...
"Fujiyama, at this moment, I am less fond of you. It is because you are lying to me," then he turned his sight to Tara," Tara, it seems the Good Doctor needs a little nudge to become honest with her feelings. You are to spank her bare buttocks and don't stop until I say so."
"...yes..."
"Can't hear you."
"Yes, Chuck!"
Slap!
"Fujiyama, you say you are unsuitable for me. I think you are lying."
Slap!
"...no Chuck, I... you will get more beautiful women..."
Slap!
Chuck ripped her top open, letting the buttons fly and pressed his face into the deep ravine of her cleavage. Like a parched beast that had finally found its oasis, Chuck just dove in the fluffy warmth of Dr. Fujiyama's cleavage and started to kiss and bite he sensitive mounds of the submissive doctor.
"...mmm ...Chuck ...no ...you don't have to take pity on me..."
Slap!
Chuck in his sexual frenzy ripped open the bra of the doctor with his teeth, god thing its an open-on-the-front bra. As the tightly confined globes of 34 D cups were freed; they fullsome tits of the mature lady defied gravity with just a hint of sag.
Chuck then bit hard on the excited nipple of the doctor and pulled on it with his teeth. The stimulation gave the mature doctor both pain and sinful pleasure.
"You think, I am doing this out of pity?" as Chuck said this he gave a mental command to the magic amulet to Cruor Cursus(blood Flow) and invested 10 Porn Coins in Lacius Seriam (stay hard), getting full 10 minutes of being hard.
He then took the hand of the dainty hands of the doctor to his nether region.
Fujiyama gasped in surprise as her hands touched the hard and pulsing cock of Chuck.
"...I ...Did I cause it? ...but you just came all over Kaitlyn..."
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Chuck is a renowned hard gangster, always down on his luck with his love life. Even at age 40, Chuck remains a virgin, despite his ardent effort to get a girl to love him. Every time he is about to get laid, some weird twist of fate messes up his shot at losing his V.

Being one of the supreme beings of the planet, he is embroiled in the world of the supernatural and gods, which was too big for his limited mortal strength.

His fate gets tangled with the goddess of porn and the matron Succubus of the seven hells, all three hoping for a chance at survival. 

Soon, he understood that the almighty is not all benevolent and quite selfish in nature.

Having been forced into this epoch changing fate and the threat of extremely strong enemies, Chuck walks his own path of power involving sex, obscenity, and adultery. 



TAGS: Sex, humor, adventure, harem, weak-to-strong, battling demons, reincarnation and outwitting gods. 


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So, doctor, you’re saying that I can never get a “hard-on”-slash– “erection” –slash- “boner”?
 
Doctor: No, no and a definite no.
 
Doctor, you don’t have to so sure about it. Medical miracles happen all the time. 
 
Doctor: A desperate creature always tries to be hopeful, but let me dumb it down for you. You have never masturbated or had sex or ever ejaculated in the 40 years of your life. Your sperms crystalized, which turned your balls into rock hard fossils.  Your hormonal production went ‘kaput’. By the way, kaput means broken or useless.
 
I know what kaput means!
 
Doctor: Sheesh for a man with crystal balls you are super spunky. As I was saying your entire sex system is ruined. Being suppressed of sexual thoughts or sexual actions for so long, your body forgot all about sex. Your body forgot how to get a hard-on. That’s the end of my counsel and as a sympathy gift for the man with the useless d*ck, I advise you against using the little blue pill aka Viagra.
 
I know that Viagra is a blue pill.
 
Doctor: You know a lot of useless information for a man of your situation. Well keep away from medical stimulations for your broken d*ck, as the most hopeful thing that you can get from any sex medication is high blood pressure and a heart attack, but hey the news channels will have a field day covering the news of you being dead from trying to get a hard-on. Ha-ha-ha-ha.
 
Doctor, I will be leaving…
 
Doctor: Ha-ha-ha-ha, nurse, send the next patient after 5 minutes. I will need some time to laugh.
 
Female voice: Hey don’t beat yourself up over your non-existent sex life. Though miracles are not that common, they do happen!
 
What! Who?! Who just talked to me!
 
Female voice: Don’t look around, silly, you cannot see me unless I allow you to look at me.

[Gulp] who are you?
 
Female voice: Me? I’m the Goddess of Porn. Hehe.

"I have a plan," Li Zhicheng said gradually, "I'll outflank SMQ."
Lin Qian was a bit confused. The first thing that came to her mind was Li Zhicheng's lack of experience. Was "outflank SMQ" what she understood it to be?
What it meant to outflank a competitor, was to blaze a trail to besiege the rival.
Burger King's "grilled but not fried" strategy to challenge Mcdonald's and KFC was a foreign example. Domestically, Shunfeng Express's insistence on air transport made it to the top of the industry after being in the market for only a short while.
In the former instance, it was impossible for McDonald's or KFC to substitute their fried chicken on a global scope; and in the latter one, other express delivery companies couldn't just give up their original land transportation and change the whole internal logistics process just to buy new planes.
The trick to succeed in outflanking was not to introduce brand-new products that had never been seen in the market, but to make the products competitive in an original way and to make the existing market leader incapable of emulating them.
Outflanking was much more difficult than it seemed.
Lin Qian stared at Li Zhicheng after hearing this. Aida was struggling to merely survive now. How could it possibly outflank SMQ?
Li Zhicheng just looked at her, calmly and steadily.
Lin Qian looked at the documents he had just brought. She was astounded after reading only a few lines.
Li Zhicheng dared to…
...
Chen Zheng was very complacent these days.
The Ming Sheng project was not going to be highly profitable. But from his perspective, this move succeeded in both challenging New Bori and suppressing Aida.
One must think in the long term if he wanted to be the lead in such a meager-profit industry.
When his subordinates brought up some doubts about the Ming Sheng project, he immediately dismissed them.
"Mr. Chen, we promised Ming Sheng Group in our bidding document that our supply price won't be 30 yuan more expensive than that of the similar products on the market. And in the past, we have always provided an 11-percent discount on our luxurious bags. Should we do that this year? Will Ming Sheng ask us to further lower our price if they know?"
Chen Zheng sneered upon hearing this. "Do you really think a huge group like Ming Sheng will care about our price? Don't worry about it. We'll continue this year."
The subordinate nodded his head and said, "And by the way, our supply cycle is three months, which means in the coming few months, we will be in shortage of high-end bags."
Chen Zheng thought for a moment and said, "As long as we can pull through these months then everything will be fine. Don't lose a great deal by trying to save a little. Our focus should be the Ming Sheng project now."
After the subordinate left, Chen Zheng sat in his chair, swirled around, looked at the scenery outside and started to contemplate.
Indeed, he wasn't worried about the issues brought up just now. For domestic manufacturers, sales of high-end bags only made up a small portion; it was borderline meaningless, though it was not bad enough to be given up. However, it was also like an appealing yet poisonous fruit, an unattainable Arcadia. There was no way one could possibly compete with those foreign luxury brands. Aida had tried that before, and look where it had gotten them now?
What did he need to worry about? Aida's insurgency by a sharp increase of high-end bags sales? Even New Bori couldn't accomplish that, not to mention the company was being run by that inflexible soldier and the only-slightly-witted Lin Qian.
He shook his head, assuring himself that was impossible.
However, his spy in Aida had been discovered, which was a bit unfortunate. But he had nevertheless sent the full text of Aida's tender, helping him strike a deadly blow to Aida. He also hadn't confessed anything in the holding cell and hadn't brought any trouble to SMQ. In a way, he'd "retired" after winning merit.
...
Lin Qian took the elevator from the top floor to the floors below and arrived at the marketing department first.
In contrast to being desolate in the past, the department was fraught with people today. Even the office of the general accounting department downstairs had been temporarily taken over.
Following the CEO's orders, two hundred employees with great sales records, a willingness to stay at Aida, and more than three years experience were called upon to the headquarters and had formed this temporary "customer services center."
Lin Qian walked through the office area hearing phones ringing, typing, and footsteps, all of which made a person tense. She walked into the office of marketing. Xue Mingtao beamed upon seeing her. "Ms. Lin, you have a good grip on literature. Would you mind helping me check what I just wrote?"
Lin Qian smiled and walked to him, took the paper, read it and nodded her head, "I think it's pretty good."
Xue Mingtao looked a bit tired. He stared at the staff all buried in work and said, "They've been doing overtime for a whole week sending messages and emails to thirty thousand old customers. What they'll now do is call them one by one, starting tomorrow. I hope we can have a good start when the project starts."
After inspecting the process of the marketing department, Lin Qian took the elevator down to the IT department.
She was still holding the document Xue Mingtao had just given her. It was the full text of emails and messages the temporary customer services center sent to old customers. And these old customers had bought middle-end or high-end bags in one of Aida's branches in the past three years.
"Thank you so much for your support for Aida. We will have a 60%-off special promotion in our online flagship store on the fifth day of this month. Only the first 2,000 people can get the discount. One bag for each account with a one-million-yuan giveaway. The odds of winning are 100%. This promotion is for online sales only and we are doing it for our old customers.
"President of Aida,
"Li Zhicheng."
This is how Li Zhicheng planned to outflank SMQ. The idea was very simple: a price discount.
However, a price discount was something everything would and was able to do. Doing it effectively was the real challenge.
When Lin Qian had first seen Li Zhicheng's plan, she was amazed. It was a very simple trick, but it was delicately arranged—an idea that could only come from someone with experience. And there was no better time to do it than now.
First of all, it appealed to the old customers who knew and recognized the quality of Aida's products, which gave them a great chance to get a good sales record at the beginning.
And then, the goal of this plan was to attract the customers from second- and third-tier cities. In other words, Li Zhicheng wished to use the lower-priced high-end bags to win over the middle-end bag market currently dominated by SMQ. Selling online was also probably the fastest way to build their reputation.
What Li Zhicheng was doing now was exactly what people in Aida had wanted to do but never actually had after its decline. And it was a strategy the other two companies were incapable of implementing now.
In the past SMQ could have done it and could have even entered a price war with them. But due to the Ming Sheng project, the prices and supplies of high-end bags would be significantly impacted, exhausting their capacity to fight back in such a short term.
For New Bori, it was an enormous corporation that could not suddenly change its pricing system. If they did, not only Aida would be affected, but New Bori's current middle-end-product market would be affected as well.
Wasn't this exactly the best time to strike?
When the elevator stopped, Lin Qian thought to herself, If this were Lin Mocheng's doing, I would definitely suspect him of intentionally losing the Ming Sheng project. The market we're targeting now is much larger. We have no competition at the moment, and we have a high possibility of seeing huge profits. The Ming Sheng project's pyrrhic victory would be nothing compared to this.
But it was Li Zhicheng who had seen this path when Aida's very existence was at stake, and he had come up with the entire plan without any mentoring. She had to admit that he was a genius with unshakeable dedication and perseverance.
As for the kiss.
Neither of them had mentioned it, and what happened in the past should stay in the past. I know for sure that he was just being impulsive that night. I guess I was kind of taken advantage of somehow, but whatever.
The sun started to set.
The IT Department had designated a small office for Lin Qian. She sat in front of her computer, skimming the anonymous articles to be posted online. They had been written by different designated posters from the IT Department.
This had been her suggestion and Li Zhicheng at first hadn't given a clear response to ut. But he ended up giving her the job, so she needed to be extra watchful over it.
"Inside news from netizens: Famous brand Aida will sell its high-end bags at 50%, discount for old customers only…"
"Aida's online flagship store's address please!"
"Can the quality of domestic high-end bags compare to foreign ones?"
"Shopping List: This same bag was 800 dollars in American stores," (with picture) "but only 300 dollars here. I've saved a lot!"
Lin Qian made alterations while scrolling through the pages.
Not bad, not bad. This is something we should keep up with, feted but controversial. Gaining public attention is the major task.
After finishing with her corrections, she thought for a while, opened a new document and started typing.
"It's rumored that Aida is supported by the military."
Right as she typed these few works, a familiar voice came in. "When did Aida gain military support?"
Lin Qian was dumbfounded; she turned her head and looked at him. "Mr. Li…" She started to secretly curse him. Boss, you're a CEO now, not a member of the special forces. Don't come and go without a trace. It's so scary.
Li Zhicheng seemed not to realize that he could sometimes intimidate others. He sternly he stared at her screen and asked, "What is this?"
"Umm…You know, Mr. Li, there're lots of misleading information online. Ordinary people think executives at the military are mysterious. It's for our plan in three days."
Li Zhicheng glanced at her without saying anything.
Lin Qian rejoiced at her heart, knowing he had just given tacit consent. Although Boss played by the book, he was actually very intelligent. He must have known what she meant.
Boss is becoming "sneakier."
All of a sudden, Li Zhicheng bent over with one hand on the back of her chair and the other on the desk, and said, "Let me see the others."
Lin Qian went numb for a second.
He had originally been standing right behind her. After bending over like this, the side of his face was so close to her hair that they were almost touching. She could smell his natural male scent—just like that night.
However, he did this sequence of moves naturally, like a boss inspecting his juniors' work. And he looked exactly the same: calm and concentrated without any other thoughts.
Lin Qian blushed with butterflies in her stomach. She was just about to stand up. "Please sit, Mr. Li."
Before she could finish, he pressed his hands down on her shoulders and said, "No need."
Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat.
A weird thought struck her.
This is incredible. Why is he playing this kind of flirtationship with me? Is he doing it on purpose? Or am I being too sensitive?


Lin Qian used to believe that her Mr. Right needed to be handsome and reliable. An elite man in the business world who was extremely influential. A person that Lin Qian would admire, for nothing would be impossible for him.

However, when she finds her love, she realizes that what attracts her is his calmness, silence, persistence and loyalty. She loves him so much that she is willing to stand by him to face the schemes and cruelty of the business world. She just wishes to spend the best time of her life with him, regardless of what the future will be.

There was nothing special about the first time they met each other. Who knew that such an ordinary encounter would be the start of their glamorous time together? If you are looking for a light and sweet romance with a thrilling story line, then this is definitely the right book for you.

 In the end, Ge Da Tian's clone also gave Wei Xiao Bei some advice. Essentially, he suggested he learn some skills in the mortal realm first. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to learn anything even if he went to the Shing Wong Temple.
 After saying all that, Ge Da Tian's clone dove into Wei Xiao Bei's body and vanished.
 Wei Xiao Bei was still stuck in thought. He organized all the plans he had and all the things he needed to do in the near future.
 When he heard Huang Kun mention that a temple festival was being held near Shing Wong Temple of Cui Hu City, he was inspired. Wei Xiao Bei decided to walk the streets and look for inspiration and see if there were any exceptional craftsmen he could learn from and attempt to obtain a related skill.
 It would be very convenient if that was possible.
 Huang Kun and Zhu Xin Yi were the first to respond upon hearing that their master wanted to go to the temple festival. Zhao Guang also appeared to be fairly excited. He had never even heard of such a thing as a temple festival. He was all riled up just from listening to Huang Kun describe the event.
 Andre also got the whole family ready after hearing of the trip. All of them changed into traditional Chinese costumes.
 The traditional costume looked good on Andre and his family, but there was no changing their faces. They still looked every bit the foreigners they were.
 Of course, the gangsters-turned teenagers had no right to choose. They were just a bunch of minions. They dare not tag along with the rest of the group?
 Hehe, anyone amongst Zhao Guang, Huang Kun or Zhu Xin Yi would be enough to beat them until they cried.
 Wei Xiao Bei solemnly slipped into a large windbreaker for this trip, wrapping a scarf around his face, putting on shades and wearing a hat on his head, as if he was a celebrity avoiding the paparazzi.
 The others couldn't help but giggle when they saw his appearance.
 Wei Xiao Bei couldn't help it either. He had no other choice.
 His Charm was too high. [Pan An's Beauty] only made things worse. It was the daytime right now. If he didn't dress like this, he would most definitely be swarmed and devoured by those crazed women before he could reach the temple festival.
 Everyone wanted to laugh at Wei Xiao Bei's appearance, but their chuckles were stifled by a frustrated Wei Xiao Bei.
 After all, the only one amongst them who could stand their ground slightly against Wei Xiao Bei was Zhao Guang. 
 However, Zhao Guang was plenty obedient to Wei Xiao Bei. Huang Kun only found himself with two bumps on his head after trying to encourage Zhao Guang to rebel against his master. 
 It was true that Wei Xiao Bei's Charm had been weakened after he wrapped himself up so badly. The effect of [Pan An's Beauty] also vanished after he covered his head with the scarf and put on the shades.
 Wei Xiao Bei finally let out a breath of relief when he saw the women on the streets acting normally at the sight of him.
 He had to admit, being too handsome was a real burden sometimes.
 It was now that Wei Xiao Bei remembered that the SUV was still parked at the Phoenixhead Mountain parking lot. Having Zhou Xing Yuan go fetch the car now would be too late. As such, the entire group called for two taxis and they set off for Cui Hu City's Shing Wong Temple.
 Shing Wong Temple was located in the north of the city. It had been completely destroyed in a war several decades ago. The current temple was rebuilt on the same location a few years ago when the major tycoons of the city decided to fund its construction.
 It was almost Chinese New Year's now. There were many people who had returned to Cui Hu City for the celebrations, causing the cars on the streets to be extremely crowded.
 They sat in the car for over an over before arriving outside Shing Wong Temple.
 There was still over five or six hundred meters to the temple, but the taxis could not move any further. The crowd was too large there. Even cars couldn't make their way through.
 Wei Xiao Bei frowned at the massive crowd. 
 For a person like himself, who had spent so much time in the Dust World, he felt uncomfortable being too close to people.
 Put plainly, he felt no sense of security.
 Even though Wei Xiao Bei had more than enough power to kill everyone here, that sense of unease would not just vanish with increased power.
 "Andre, open a path up in front. Zhao Guang, you stay on the right, Huang Kun, you stay on the left. We will squeeze our way in! "
 After arranging his followers in a formation as if he was a general, Wei Xiao Bei and his party finally moved forward.
 One had to admit that Andre, the big European bloke, was best for making way at the front. He shouted with his badly accented Chinese as he walked forward, "Make way, make way."
 Setting aside the fact that he was extremely strong, most people were too embarrassed to scold him when they saw he was a foreigner, even when he accidentally stepped on some people's feet.
 It couldn't be helped, Chinese people tended to be the perfect paragon of politeness in front of foreigners.
 Meanwhile, though Zhao Guang and Huang Kun were young, they were like unmoving mountains in the crowd. Anyone that tried to squeeze past them would feel like they were running into a solid mountain.
 With these three hard laborers doing all the work, Wei Xiao Bei, Xin Yi, Andre's family, and the teenagers finally got through the crowd and entered the plaza in front of Shing Wong Temple.
 This plaza in front of Shing Wong Temple served a different purpose from the Downtown Plaza. The Downtown Plaza was meant to display the landmark buildings of Cui Hu City, while the Shing Wong Temple Plaza was for the temple festival held during Chinese New Year's.
 There were all sorts of snacks for sale, along with performers, antique sellers, and even some fortune-tellers.
 This place would always be so lively when the holidays came.
 In truth, this was the first time Wei Xiao Bei had come to the temple festival of Shing Wong Temple Plaza despite having lived in Cui Hu for so long.
 There wasn't such a lively place back at Wei Xiao Bei's old hometown. At best, there were some parades during New Year's, but there was no festival.
 "Everyone brought your phones with you? Meet here at noon. Let's split up for now."
 Wei Xiao Bei saw the excitement on everyone's faces when they reached the flagposts at the center of the plaza. He decided to just have everyone go enjoy themselves.
 Huang Kun was the first to jump in excitement upon hearing these words. He dragged Zhao Guang with him and vanished into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
 Xin Yi dragged the teenagers by her side, knocking them in the head if they refused to listen to her. So, one by one, they followed obediently behind her like little ducklings.
 Naturally, Andre's family walked together, examining one street stall after another like they were looking for treasure.
 Everyone split up and soon, they had all disappeared into the crowd.
 Wei Xiao Bei looked around and saw a group of kids gathered around a sugar painting stall. He slowly walked over there.
 He hadn't intentionally picked this sugar painting stall. He was just walking around and trying his luck to see if he could obtain some skills.
 Sugar painting was one of the famous traditional folk arts in China. It was most popular in the Sichuan region and used very simple tools. A small furnace, two spoons, one large and one small, a spatula and a flat marble board. Of course, you needed a spinning board. All sorts of animals were drawn on the board, mostly the twelve zodiacs, along with a dragon, a phoenix, a dragonfly, a butterfly and a bunch of other animals. You would decide what sugar painting you get by spinning the wheel.
 The syrup was made by adding white sugar to the big spoon with a bit of water and roasting it until it turned into a fine golden color. The syrup could then be poured onto the marble board where it could be shaped and fashioned.
 Since it was a craft, the technique of the craftsman was key.
 Sugar painting was one of Wei Xiao Bei's favorite things when he was a kid.
 Now, there were already machines that could automatically make sugar paintings. It was said to be a revolution in traditional sugar painting folk art. Wei Xiao Bei couldn't help but click his tongue when he read the news.
 Crafts had to be made by hand for it to have meaning. What's the difference from a commercial product off the factory line if it was made by a machine? It would lose all its meaning and significance.
 He stood at the stall and looked on for a while. He nodded. The technique of this sugar painter was pretty decent. The sugar was not too thick or thin and the designs were fine and delicate, perfectly balanced. He must have been working on sugar paintings for over twenty years, given his skills.
 "Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"
 A kid paid the money and spun the wheel, shouting loudly as he did so.
 Unfortunately, his luck wasn't too good. The pointer landed on the dragonfly and the kid became dejected.
 It was simple. How much sugar went into the painting had to do with the design of the painting.
 For instance, the dragon and phoenix used the most sugar, while the dragonfly and the butterfly used the least.
 When he was younger, Wei Xiao Bei preferred a flat piece of sugar candy, the thick kind. It used just as much sugar as the dragon or the phoenix, but he got to lick it for longer periods of time.
 Wei Xiao Bei finally felt like he had learned something after watching for so long. He was itching to try his hand.
 Coincidentally, the sugar painting master got up and looked around, a sort of urgency written on his face.
 Wei Xiao Bei didn't need to look to know that he was looking for the restroom.
 However, the business was doing good now. Yet, he had no one to take his place. He couldn't help but get worried over the whole situation.
 "Sir, go to the restroom. Lend me your stall for me to play around. Here's the deposit."
 Wei Xiao Bei said as he passed him five hundred dollars.
 The sugar painting master was in his forties and was a bit reluctant to just do so.
 After all, anyone would be concerned if a stranger just stepped forward and said something like that.
 However, in the end, his intense need to use the toilet defeated him. He gave it some thought as well. This was five hundred dollars. His whole stall put together wasn't even worth that much. There was nothing he needed to worry about.
 At the thought of this, the master took the money and slipped into the crowd, making straight for the public toilet.
 The children gathered around the stall became upset when the sugar painting master left. After all, this sugar painter used the most sugar in his art and had the best drawings of them all in this temple festival.
 These children were not as silly as the adults made them out to be. They knew how to make the most of their money as well.
 Just as the children got up to leave, Wei Xiao Bei sat on the stall and started hollering, "Big giveaway now! The first ten kids get a free sugar painting. Who's up for it?"
 The stall immediately became lively with children when they heard him say that.
 After all, who wouldn't want something that was free?
 The children got into a crowd and almost pushed the sugar painting stall over.


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

I'm back outside my house, I deactivated my suit and went inside and directly went up to my room, I closed the window and the door then I released nanites and made a replicator then i turned on my laptop and upgrade it and now looks more sci fi and more stronger than any computer that currently exists. I started planning which industry my company will start with, and i happen to love games a lot so i'll create the perfect game, i started first creating a personal powerful game engine it took few minutes to finish it and now i have to register my company which is the easiest thing to do, so i left my room and locked the door then i went outside to fill company documents.

The place was near my house so i entered the building and went to the required office and said what i want then they gave me some papers to fill and payment is 23 dollars which is cheap, after filling paper i got my license and went back home and i found my father watching tv so i sat with him and told him about my plans, anyway my company's name is Helix.

After i finished talking with my father i went back to my room and browsered any buildings for sale and i found plenty so i made a choice to purchase a big house near my own, that house will be remodeled to an office.

Tomorrow i'll be meeting with the owner and finish up paperwork, now i started creating the game world which is a planet with two moons, i'll allow players to develop the world like survive and build shelter, towns and cities etc.

The world is called Zeroth but that will not be the game's name, the planet is twice bigger than earth and has wild life similar to earth but with more of myth creatures, the game will give the players freedom of choice, they can create clans and establish a base and can also take over the world is they have the power to.

There are no classes to choose from, players can pick up their style of playing and develop and if they reach level 100 they'll get to publish a class with their style but of course that is optional.

The graphics are very realistic then any game that currently exists, but don't worry the game will be compressed and will accompany an optimization that the game will world in any computer whether low-end or high-end, there is also a store system but it's currently closed, i also built a GM tool easy to use for myself and now i'm creating a website interface now.

It took all night without sleeping and eating now and then since i have a replicator near me, i built a server inside my closet using nanites, and uploaded the website to it including the game.

And it's now online and will carry 1 million players but first I need to start a game testing giveaway for 50,000 people so they can promote the game and at the same time give feedback so i can improve it more.

I released a few smart bots to the game, smart that players will think they're players too but in fact they're npc's. 
The npc's will start same as players with the choice to develop but they don't have access to few players features but also can reproduces like normal humans, and the time of day and night is smaller than the real world, like in the day we have 24 hours but in the game it's 12 hours.

I ordered Sel to create a trailer of the game and produce music fitting to it and then I created a youtube channel, anyway the game's name is Zeroth World.

I published the game's trailer and held a giveaway of the first batch of players that will test the game. Then i turned my computer off and then I slept in.

-Tomorrow at 12:00

I woke up early and now i'm currently outside heading to the house i bought, i entered it has 4 levels and a roof. I released my nanites to do their work. The first floor will be full of computers and desks, then the second floor will host 5 rooms with beds, and the third and fourth floor will be full of servers.

I transferred all the data from my server in my room to the servers in this house I'm in. i'll call it Helix HQ for now. I brought all my stuff to my new room in Helix HQ, and invited my cousin and my few Hisham to join in.

I went to the roof and activated my suit and went to space there i built a strong satellite that will boost my internet and connection to the world and connected it to the servers and went back to the roof and deactivated my suit and went to my office then i looked at youtube video i published about the game.

820,192 views and lots of comments so i went to the website and looked at the forum, there i found a post that has lots of replies.

[Is it another lie or something we can experience?]

"Hello there everyone i know you guys have seen the trailer, it was amazing, there is nothing like it but then again there were lots of game that show up that they're great and give players freedom but at the end they come out pay to win or not getting released at all, but i'll hope it's real anyway. -FluffyMushroom]

-Comments

"I hope so too" - LilLyrose691

"No one has accomplished that kind of realistic graphics and game scale before, so if you ask me if it's real then i'll answer it's simply impossible with today's technology" - LOgicguy

"Do you guys know which company this game belongs to?" - Gentleman666

"To the guy upstairs have you explored the website before coming to the forum or what? You'll find the company's name in the footer, and btw it's name is Helix Company which i have never heard of" - Layla01

"I think it's a new company, anyway i hope i'll get to be among the 50k players to join first" - FurfurCan
___

Huh, then I opened the website's control panel and went to the giveaway second and looked at the entries and it went over 900,000 people so I ordered Sel to choose the great ones that will help promote the game in the future.

After a few minutes the 50,000 players have been chosen and received the game client.

Few days went by the blink of an eyes, my cousin is with me here and our friend both playing the game, we got lots of ideas and feedback and improved the game, then we released it worldwide, the game can accommodate millions of players at once and the language barriers is solved by Sel, she create an AI that will monitor the game world 24/7 and translate what players are saying to other players that don't speak the same language.

My cousin came and asked me to turn him into a vampire and so i did, and our friend decided to stay human, but i injected him with ninates and gave him a virtual assistance similar to Sel but a little bit weaker.

The cure of the coronavirus has been announced a while back by the doctor i handed the formula to, and now the outbreak is no more and people are back to their everyday life free of quarantine.
The game is getting popular but now i'm doing research on what technology i'll release next, and we decided to do mobile phones.
Advanced graphene phones with a custom made system faster than anything ever seen, so i built an underground in the house and set up robots to start producing and about the materials i don't need to purchase them i can release nanites to form robots with human appearance and go mine stuff around the world for me if not there is always another planet somewhere with rich resources.

The first phone is finished and we three each added ideas to it and the system is also ready, we named the system Alpha since it will soon stand above all other systems, and also we gave the phone the same name.

I sent the information to all robots underground to start producing the first batch, and about my universal travel i got an idea of researching a ship that will go with me and also to take people with, and decided this only time i'll dominate the world with technology but next time i'll go to destroying again but not before exploring and collect hehehe.

I got out the building, this time i didn't activate my suit i simply started walking outside to get some air, but then i received some new information and that is a meteor heading for earth, the meteor isn't small nor big, the damage it will do i wipe out two cities but the meteor is a bit abnormal and so i sent some probe to collect data.

if i write a synopsis it will spoil most of everything so if you want to read go ahead. and if you have any ideas comment below.

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The main objective of this meeting wasn't to recruit students like Lu Shu and Cao Qingci, but to discuss how to proceed with the exploration of the remains in the pothole. 
If every site of remains had a relic, given that this place was the heart of the remains, and that mysterious sightings were the most abundant here, the relic must be down there. It was really a giveaway question this time. 
When someone thought about giveaway questions, they once again contributed distress points to Lu Shu. Lu Shu kept his usual smile and didn't have any visible reaction. 
"Let's see what's under there first," Class C Zhong Yutang said, "Can the newly invented drone be operated here?" 
A practitioner at the side, carrying a silver box, shook his head, "Still not working." 
Lu Shu was stunned. There's even technology for exploring?! But it seemed like all battery-powered equipment couldn't be used inside the remains. His own phone had run out of battery so he didn't try it and as for the corpses of the students he passed by, Lu Shu did not go and bother them as a form of respecting the dead. 
He only overheard about it at the canyon from Liu Xuanyu and the rest that after coming in, all signal-dependant equipment could no longer be used. 
Zhong Yutang thought for a moment, "Then let me use my sword manipulation to explore." 
A group of people came to the pothole as a small flying sword flew out from Zhong Yutang's body and disappeared into the pothole, 
Lu Shu was curious. So a sword could be manipulated as a drone? His own level must be extremely low as he could only bring out about 10-20% of the corpsedog's true powers. Besides killing capabilities, his corpsedog was worse in every other aspect…
After asking Liu Xuanyu, he found out that a Class C's sword manipulation wasn't achieved within a day. It required painstaking effort to cultivate a sword of your own and to practice this cultivation every single day. 
Lu Shu asked curiously, "You can only cultivate one?" 
Liu Xuanyu thought for a long time, "You can cultivate a few but I heard that cultivating too much would cause a lack of blood…" 
Lu Shu was disappointed, what exactly is lack of blood?
But it seemed like his corpsedog did not require any form of cultivation and that it was breathing the same celestial energy as the stars. Should I go back and try using some effort? 
Seems like staying with the heavenly network has its benefits. At least I could gain more knowledge. 
But… could it be that every nebula would develop a flying sword like corpsedog? Wouldn't that be really awesome? If the second nebula would develop another sword of the seven instincts, he still wouldn't be on par with an actual Class C practitioner. But this way, he could have an idea of his potential. 
Previously, he was thinking about how they always said that 'a sword could travel a thousand miles to take people's heads' in movies. But being a thousand miles apart, what if you got the wrong head? 
But he now understood that a flying sword could be infused with the user's senses… Lu Shu's mind functions very weirdly compared to the rest and always noticed things that others wouldn't…
A frown appeared on Zhong Yutang's face as his sword disappeared into the pothole. Within two minutes, the flying sword had returned to his body. 
"The pothole isn't too deep, probably about a hundred meters deep. But there's another cave down there and I encountered an uncountable number of ghosts. I'm afraid we'd have to wait for Heavenly King Li to be back before taking action!" Zhong Yutang said in a serious tone, "The remains in this place is unusual. Its strength far exceeds the other places and there may be more changes. Let's wait… but I don't know if we can wait till…" 
All the heavenly network practitioners were disappointed. Why can't the heavenly king be more reliable? Who knew what he was currently up to? 
At this moment, Lu Shu's eyes lit up at the knowledge of an uncountable number of ghosts. He didn't seem to be… afraid of these things! 
…
The plan was temporarily laid aside as Lu Shu started to check his distress points record details. There were too much. 
Lighting up the sixth start requires 160k distress points. After he had just spend 80k on lighting up the fifth star, he had once again amassed 40k distress points… The remain was a wonderful place. If only there weren't this many casualties. 
Lu Shu leaned against a stone wall where there wasn't anyone else. Although he and Cao Qingci were the center of attention in the daoyuan class and both of them were people would couldn't fit in with the rest, the reason behind the misfit was entirely different… 
Lu Shu quickly looked through his records and the more he looked, the more depressing the situation seemed. He saw 9 different Japanese names. 
This time, the affected area was huge. It covered the entire core of the remains which meant that within the 6000+ people inside, there were 9 spies. 
Not to accuse anyone with a Japanese name as a spy as they could be overseas students, but at this point in time, there were too many different characters around Lu Shu. Lu Shu also knew that the selection of daoyuan students had a stringent process which would filter out overseas students. This meant that overseas students wouldn't be able to enter the daoyuan class. 
Even though Lu Shu knew about the existence of 9 spies within them, he couldn't tell anyone and had no leads as to where to start looking. The affected area was too broad… 
When the number of people contributing distress points reached a certain extent, the revelation of the real names was of little help… there was no way to tell who was who! 
As Lu Shu looked at the records, he suddenly remembered something, why haven't I seen Liu Li or Jiang Shuyi? 
Sh*t, could they have been caught up in trouble outside? If the people he was most familiar with had met with an unprecedented death, Lu Shu would be devastated. 
Even when it came to Liu Li, Lu Shu did not wish for him to die in this place. In a life or death situation, the conflicts he had with Liu Li were insignificant. 
At this moment, there were sounds of leaves rustling coming from the canyon pathway beside Lu Shu. There were also sounds of heavy footsteps… 
Lu Shu peeked into the pathway and say Li Yixiao carrying two huge trees and a spear, taking big strides towards the heart of remains…
Aren't those… green fruit trees?! 
Lu Shu wasn't happy. He had originally wanted to pull out the tree that harvested the squirrel's fruits himself but he didn't! 
Lu Shu and Li Yixiao met face to face at the end of the canyon.
"Little bro, that image of yours is really exaggerated!" Li Yixiao saw Lu Shu's gold chains and watches and said. 
"From Li Yixiao's distress, +188…"
Lu Shu saw the scene of Li Yixiao carrying two fruit trees and laughed, "You're no better." 


Magical energy has come to this world; Lu Shu could only stare as one powerhouse after another appear.

Looking at his own peculiar ability, he exhaled a breath of cold air.

Dog balls!

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This is a story of how Lu Shu used poisonous chicken soup to become the Demon King

Translator Synopsis:

This is the story of an orphan, Lu Shu. He is not any regular orphan, but a metahuman experiencing the changes in himself, his country and the world during the dawn of the magical era. Watch as Lu Shu embarks on a journey to hone his peculiar abilities together with his sister, the adorable and charismatic Lu Xiaoyu. Along the way, they’ll encounter supernatural events, obstacles and even the most powerful people in their country. How will Lu Shu make the best of his abilities and oust his never-ending list of rivals and opponents?

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