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If you still want to continue, please, be our gest and join our girls and their friends in their journey to the true power: knowledge.

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Hello, I'm the author. It's my first story in English. However, I hope you will enjoy it. If you do enjoy, please, show your love and support and leave a nice feedback in the comments' section or a review.

Thank you.

This book's creation was for the purpose of proofreading and critiquing other people's novels on Webnovel.com

Through this book, I'll be indirectly showcasing several books as I go in-depth with each chapter pointing out any inconsistencies, basic spelling/grammar errors and typos, and anything that doesn't make sense.

I already predict that the comment section will probably get filled with active discussion over these books.

Note, if you came here for a novel, tough luck. There is no novel, this is only for editing/proofreading/revisions/critique. Though if you were looking for something to read and some of these reviews were worth it, then good for you. :D

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"What should we do? Shall we go ahead or go back?" asked Smoke feeling proud of her team who choose to maintain their rationality and kept calm while completely believing her even after such a chaotic revelation.
After hearing everything, another question was if they should find out more or should they come back with a precise plan. Not only because of the dangers that the mission would make them face but mainly because there were many innocent people who they had to rescue. Their one single uncalculated step will not only cost their team but also cost many other people their lives. 

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"Go ahead" everyone spoke at the same time while Zhi Xin said, "Go back."
Smiling Smoke answered while looking at Zhi Xin, "5 v/s 1 not possible, my group say's go ahead."
"It's dangerous." warned Zhi Xin as he was aware that they are practically walking into a tiger's den which was already laid with traps to catch them.
"We love danger's " answered Fire.
"Playing with danger's is our specialty" added Sugar
"We practically eat, sleep, and dream danger's " added Red
Looking at Zhi Xin not saying anything further smoke started speaking and informing about the strategy,
"Step1- call reinforcements- chile. Make sure we have enough medical supplies and space to take the injured back with us.
step 2- hack both the cameras and figure out the number and condition of people we could rescue. Make sure to store the data, it will be useful.
step 3- We will follow the same pattern for entering while the pattern will shift while exiting. Entering, I will go ahead, Fire and Red side to side, Sugar will follow. Chile will make sure reinforcements arrive on time. During exit, Sugar will lead, Red and Fire will maintain Side to Side, I will follow.
step 4- make sure everyone is safe and sound
step 5-blast the entire place.
Any opinion?" Asked Smoke after she finished instructing.
"No" "Yes" came the voices of everyone. While everyone said No Zhi Xin was the one who said Yes.
Looking at Zhi Xin Smoke was waiting for him to explain while giving him a look saying -care-to-explain-.
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On their wedding night, 
Zhi Ruo was scared and nervous, sitting  on the bed she was awaiting her husband since hours. 
"This is the first time I will be meeting him... Shall I run away? Anyway he will not be able to find me, afterall who marries without meeting even once" 
The door opened and a handsome man entered:
Qing Shan moved towards the bed with a steady pace that was neither hurried nor slow.
Zhi Ruo: What ae you doing?
Qing Shan: What a husband should do.......


Since getting married, the almighty boss became a wife slave and everyone was filled with limitless dog food.

Gun-Ho received the original letter from Lymondell Dyeon the following day by mail. It was written in English and clearly had Lymondell Dyeon's president's signature on it. Gun-Ho called for a staff from the general affairs department and had him type what Attorney Young-Jin Kim said on the phone yesterday.
"Make a document in Word and print out ten of them. We will hand it out to the managers and directors during the meeting."
"Yes, sir."
 
The meeting started. GH Mobile's managers and directors were sitting in Gun-Ho's office.
The meeting lasted longer than usual because the monthly loss and profit report came out about.
 
The conference table was situated in Gun-Ho's office. Gun-Ho was sitting in the middle of the table, and the internal auditor who used to work at a bank as a branch manager and managing director was sitting on Gun-Ho's left side. Gun-Ho met the internal auditor for the first time when he was working as a court officer during the Mulpasaneop's court receivership. Director Yoon was sitting next to the internal auditor; he graduated from Seoul National University majoring in Architecture. On the right side of Gun-Ho, the chief officer of the research center was sitting; he had a Ph.D. from Germany. The plant manager who graduated from Inha University, College of Engineering, was sitting next to him. The managers and directors in their 50s or 60s were looking at Gun-Ho's face, who was in his 30s.
"Mr. Internal Auditor, please proceed."
"Okay. I will start with the report on the loss and profit of last month. Our sales revenue increased significantly once we started supplying our new product—AM083 Assembly—to S Group. Our sales revenue for last month was 7.2 billion won. It's still short of our goal that our president had set, which is 10 billion won as monthly sales revenue. I suppose we will soon be able to achieve the goal since we are all working so hard."
"Hmm. What about the cost?"
"The cost of sales also increased a bit. It was caused by our recent moving to our new location. Our usual maintenance expenses stayed the same; however, our profit on sales is 600 million won due to the increase in Public Charge and Tax Profit."
"600 million won… Once we make a payment for our financial loan, we won't be left with much."
"For now, that's true. However, we are still hopeful since our loan payment has decreased. We are expecting to see an increase in our ordinary income by the end of this year."
"Hmm."
 
Gun-Ho was listening to the report with his arms crossed. Once it was done, he placed the letter from Lymondell Dyeon on the table.
"What is this?"
"I applied for doing a joint venture with Lymondell Dyeon. And this is their response to my application. They will send their staff to our company early next month."
Gun-Ho handed out a copy of the letter to each person in the room.
"I will read it for you all."
Once Gun-Ho finished reading the letter, some of them groaned lightly.
"Hmm, a joint venture…"
The GH Mobile's manager and directors nodded their heads.
 
Once the meeting was over, the general affairs manager entered the room.
"Sir, Team Leader Min-Sook Oh from GH Media will be here with our uniform's new design today."
"She is coming here?"
"Yes. She said she would be here by noon. Would you like to meet her?"
"Sure, I will be here all morning, anyway."
"She said she didn't want any payment for the uniform design, so I told her we have to pay her; otherwise we will get scolded by our president."
"Right. Tell her to issue a tax invoice for that."
"I already sent our business registration to her so she could issue a tax invoice to us."
"That's good."
 
When Team Leader Min-Sook Oh arrived at the factory in Jiksan Town, she was astonished. She knew Gun-Ho was a rich man, but she didn't imagine that he would run a company this big. Well, she actually had never seen a factory before that was as enormous as what she was seeing now.
"I've been jealous of the workers working in a big publishing company in the publishing complex in Paju City; however, this company is even way larger than that."
Team Leader Min-Sook Oh was walking around the factory out of curiosity; she had a visitor pass hanging around her neck. When a team leader at the production field saw her wandering around the factory, he yelled at her,
"Who are you? You shouldn't be here. It's not safe. You can get injured here!"
Team Leader Min-Sook Oh was frightened and quickly walked up to the second floor where all the offices were located. She saw workers moving busily in their office in uniforms, and she felt envious of them. She had always been working in a small office, and when she was standing in this large building, she felt like she was in a government building or something.
 
The workers in the office area seemed to be so busy that they didn't even realize Min-Sook was there.
"Hello, I came here to see the general affairs manager."
The workers indicated a desk surrounded by partitions.
When Min-Sook approached the desk, she could see the general affairs manager drawing a chart with his computer.
"Hi."
"Oh, hi. Are you Team Leader Min-Sook Oh from GH Media?"
The general affairs manager easily recognized her.
When Min-Sook took out her design drawing from her bag to show him, the general affairs manager suggested,
"Hold on to it. The president is in his office right now. We will hear your explanation about your design there. The general affairs manager took Min-Sook to the president's office. When they entered Gun-Ho's office, a president from a vendor company was about to leave."
"Sir, we have Team Leader Min-Sook Oh from GH Media here."
"Please send her in."
Min-Sook entered the president's office; it was a 30 something pyung large room. Gun-Ho was sitting at the conference table. He was wearing a white shirt with a tie.
"Oh, Team Leader Min-Sook Oh, please come and have a seat."
Gun-Ho showed her a seat.
To Min-Sook's eyes, Gun-Ho looked powerful. It must be hard to get a job in a company this big, but Gun-Ho owned the company. She couldn't believe Gun-Ho was the same man who she had met in the office close to Gangnam Station.
"Hello, sir."
Min-Sook sat carefully on the chair that Gun-Ho showed. She felt proud that she was working for GH Media, which was a part of GH "group."
Min-Sook started explaining her design drawing to Gun-Ho; her voice was shaking slightly. She had done presentations to many presidents of many companies before; however, Gun-Ho's company was the biggest among them.
Once she finished her explanation about her design, Gun-Ho smiled at her.
"That's good. I like the design. It's fresh and sophisticated. What do you think, Mr. General Affairs Manager?"
"I agree with you, sir. It will make the workers feel energetic and encouraged."
"Let's use this design for our uniform then."
"Yes, sir."
 
"How's the publishing company doing? When do we expect Professor Jien Wang's book to be released?"
"The translation for that book is already completed. Our chief editor—Mr. Jae-Sik Moon—is working on proofreading and editing. Once he is done with editing, I will start the design work."
"I see."
"President Jeong-Sook Shin likes the fact that design and editing work can be done within the company, so we don't have to outsource those works."
"Haha. That's true. How are the Japanese books that were published last time? Are they selling well?"
"Yes. The first editions are sold out already, and they are printing the second edition. The media talked good about those books, and that helped our sales."
"That's nice."
"Well, I'd better get going then."
"We can't just let you go like this, Ms. Oh; you came all the way from Seoul. Mr. General Affairs Manager, why don't we buy her lunch?"
"Yes, sir. I will do that."
The general affairs manager said with a smile.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Alright, boy-ohs and girlies, I've tried my best, I really have, but writing is way harder than I could have ever imagined. I'm at 216 chapter, 218 if you count *******, and about 90-95% of the story has been written without much consideration for outlining. A while ago, I started a wiki for the novel to try to keep track of everything and only now am I starting to understand the magnitude of the mistakes I've made writing up to this point.

Anyway, the announcement this time is to let you know that my writing pace hasn't simply slowed. I'm just taking the majority of my time chronicling everything that's happened and will happen and thinking up solutions to the problems that I've detected in the logic of the story; or plotholes. I'll probably take a while and until I'm confident in where the story will head, I'll continue putting out a depressingly low number of chapters every week.

It feels wrong to not say anything and even worse keeping my ******* collecting despite the obvious downgrade to my writing speed. So, despite my obvious bias in wanting to keep Patreons, I'd caution everyone supporting me to only continue doing so if you're fine with the current situation. Webnovel, Royalroad and my ******* all keep publishing dates on the chapters I release, so you can keep track of my writing speed by looking there; until you feel it's worth it, reconsider wasting your time or money during these unstable times. I probably should have made this announcement sooner, considering the downgrade to my writing speed has been around for a month's worth of time, so I apologize.

I'll be putting out chapters when I can, but the majority of my focus right now is revisiting already published chapters, touching them up and documenting whatever I can in the novel's wiki page. Anyone wondering where I'm at can check the wiki page and even contribute if they're bored enough. That is all for now~

UPDATE (December 29th, 2019)
Alright, I'm about to get really real and admit to being a really shitty author these last three to four months. Truth be told, I really did want to take time to update the wiki and figure out how to handle what I thought were this novel's biggest failings in plot holes. However, to do that and find details that might have only been mentioned in passing, I had to eventually turn to rereading entire chapters.

Guys... I'm being as sincere as I possibly can right now. I have no fucking clue how I've developed a following after rereading the first couple chapters. I understand that authors can grow a lot after a year, but it hasn't even been that long and I believe the first hundred chapters are Trash with a capital T. It's borderline unreadable (upon proofreading this tirade, this might be a mild exaggeration, but it is true to my thoughts nonetheless) and the fact that I have nearly 4,000 followers after combining the collections on Webnovel with those following on RoyalRoad is incomprehensible to me. There are still even 19 people supporting me on ******* when I haven't released squat in nearly two months!

I've tried to ignore this. I've tried to work on other books. Hell I've even messed around with fanfiction, hoping to one day wake up and see everyone gone. Like the book had never existed. But like I said, there are still 4,000 people waiting for releases. More joining by the day and people still supporting the novel with spirits stones. Even 19 who value two chapters being at least a dollar.

Every time I think I'm ready to move on, ready to completely shut down the novel to start a new one, I think about those people and realize, "I'm a fucking bitch. Just finish the fucking novel, idiot." The passing of time has only made the feeling worse, so I guess this is a message consigning myself to completing this book, by any means necessary. I won't be able to focus on another story otherwise, so this update is more for me than for my audience.

That being said, the reason I felt inclined to give up on the novel in the first place was because of how terrible I found my writing from a nearly a year ago. So, I want to stress that I'm not going chuck a bunch of shit together to finish the story. Rather, I'm going to go back and rewrite things as I continue to catalogue things on the wiki.

Last couple things I want to quickly mention:

- I haven't really used any of the money I've made on ******* so I want to commission a legit book cover. Ditch that shit I made with my lacking Photoshop Skills...

-More on the money thing, after I finish rewriting the novel — it'll mostly be editing details that make the book seem less like it was written by an amateur, so the story progression won't at all change — I plan on also hiring people to format Book 1 and eventually Book 2 into legit e-reader and paperback formats. I know, I know...

"Greedy author, have you no shame?" 

Honestly, I want to follow pirate aba's style of keeping everything free, and I will. I'm not going to enter a contract with Webnovel or paywall chapters through kindle. However, for the people who for whatever reason want to have a kindle or physical copy of this (current dumpster fire of a) novel, I want it to at least be possible. There's also the benefit of gaining new readers through Amazon this way which is always a plus. 

Like the G.O.A.T. pirate aba — check out her (I think it's a her) book The Wandering Inn — I'll keep all the chapters on Webnovel and Royalroad free. Though the ******* thing will still be in effect at least until I finish the series or whatever.

-Since I'm rewriting the novel for the most part, I'll make more announcements as I continue updating the novel; meaning adding on to the story (Chapter 219, 220, etc...)

Unless it becomes too annoying and people request against it, I'll be adding "Revised" to Chapters that have been, well... revised.

-I'm going to be having some polls on RoyalRoad on a couple important things as I start getting back into the grind of updating this novel.

Namely: Should I change the name of the novel? If so, to what? What would you guys like the book cover to look like? Should I change the name of the Books/Arcs? 

That is all for now. So... I guess this is Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Happy New Years all in one?

A seemingly random instance of character creation on the deep dark web changes the life of a socially inept and insufferable game addict, Adrian, in more ways than he could ever have fathomed.

A transformation and pact with a Goddess force him out of his comfortable lifestyle as the wastrel son of billionaire parents.

Entered in the Cataclysm, an apocalyptic battle royale for the Chosen of Sponsor Gods and Goddess, with his life effectively changed into that of a game character, Adrian has to confront underground Secret Societies, Magic, Cultivation, and change dramatically if he is to have the slightest chance of survival.

With Book 2 done, here comes the shamelessness...
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This is the end of the first volume. It was mainly an introduction for the main cast, exploring their motivations for playing Classmancers. To spice it up, the finale had some action which gave a taste of how a competitive match looks like.

The second volume will continue with the entry exam, showing how Lars and Julia fare and who ultimately makes it into the club. The draft for the volume is already done, so it's all about proofreading and editing now. Starting with the chapter release tomorrow, I'll resume my usual schedule of releasing one chapter a week.

Meanwhile, you're welcome to give some criticism, rate the fic or even leave a review. This is a very niche type of web novel, so I'm sure I did some things right and some things terribly wrong. It'll be helpful to know what you think works and what doesn't, so I'll learn how to execute this story better.

If you got any spare power stones, please consider spending some on this novel if you're enjoying it  ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Imagine a shonen sports story. But, it’s not about baseball or soccer. No, this one is about playing a MOBA video game!

And no, it’s neither League of Legends nor DotA. A BRAND NEW ORIGINAL MOBA, the one MOBA to rule them all - Classmancers!

The game has become so big, that even schools recognize it as a sport. They even allow students to participate in Classmancers clubs and compete against other schools! Who will be the one going to nationals!?

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For Yuel, a team sport is like a chessboard that comes to life. There’s no greater fun than deconstructing every opponent and predicting twenty of their moves in advance.

And, Classmancers is the ideal stage for such psychological warfare, for it’s a sport in which game theory reigns supreme. At least, usually, it does.

There are also goofs like Lars, who got -200 IQ, yet boast godlike mechanical skill that triumphs against all odds. He’s like your typical OPMC which a cheat, except the cheat does nothing for his intellect.

Yuel and Lars are like water and fire. In other words, 100% compatible! That’s why they form an unlikely duo and set out to dominate Classmancers’ competitive scene!

However, to challenge their OPness, the two will run into rivals who are just as OP! Some of them will turn their teammates immune to Yuel’s psychological attacks, while others will redirect Lars’s almighty strength against himself.

In this harsh environment, the two will keep struggling, struggling, and struggling some more, following their promise to reach the pro scene.

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Hi everyone,

Firstly, I just want to give a seriously sincere apology. I read a really heartbreaking review just now where a reader said they were giving up on the story because of my slow updates. For all the early readers, most of you know I have always been slow on updates due to juggling my studies and work which were always a priority to me.

I have been busy recently working on publishing the first volume of "A Gatekeeper and the Celestial Sovereign" as a Paperback/Hardback with illustrations (proofreading, editing, typesetting etc). 
I have been working with an amazing artist named Rodrigo Gil Chavez who has made some amazing art for the upcoming physical Book. 
You can see the trailer for the book and some of the great art on my website, Writing Pilgrimage, or on my Youtube which has the same name. 
 I really wanted to make something special for all my amazing readers who have stayed with me despite my slow updates to commemorate the end of the first arc which is only two chapters away.

Because I've been working on that and I was waiting on a good time to announce it, I have been holding back on publishing more chapters.
I feel awful though for making you all wait and for having a lot of you disappointed in me.
So I will publish the last two chapters of this arc/volume this Saturday at 10am GMT.

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If you want sneak peeks of the amazing illustrations by Rodrigo than definitely check out the trailer which is on YouTube!!!!

After this I solemnly swear to update with at least three chapters a week.

Mao Lu is a regular Beijinger, well except for the fact that he's in a lot of debt and is best friends with a conglomerate heir.
 He works hard to make money and struggles with his daily life until one day he receives a letter. 
A letter that changes everything. 
Follow his adventures as he travels between dimensions, falls in love with a powerful prince and uncovers a terrifying conspiracy.

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Clark taps the table with his fingers while his other hand is on his face while his index finger is on his lips, trying to look like he's thinking.

"Well?" Mrs. Corsilla asks.

Dona smirks while looking at Clark with a blush on her face, 'Oh my god, you're so hot, Mr. White!' she thought as she drinks the iced lemon tea the moment it arrived.

"Hm, let me check if you can take good care of Cj," Clarks looks at Mr. Rogers who carries a thick envelope.

"What is that?" Mrs. Corsilla asks with a bothered look on her face, "I can tell you every reason why you should give us Cj!"

Clark opens the envelope and looks at Mrs. Corsilla, "Okay, tell me."

Dona smiles and butts in, "I'm a capable woman who can take good care of a child. I'm a well-known actress and--"

"Shut your mouth, Dona," Mrs. Corsilla covers her daughter's mouth.

Dona just rolls her eyes.

"We, are financially capable of raising a child. We can send him to school. Give him anything he wants. He is free to do whatever he wants to, Mr. White. And we can give him a complete set of parents," Mrs. Corsilla smirks, thinking that she hit the spot.

 Clark just smiled and gave the envelope full of money, "Is this enough?" 

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona open their eyes widely while staring at the amount of money.

Dona shakes her mother's arms while whispering, "It's enough! It's too much!"

But Mrs. Cordilla's eyebrow flinched, "Are you trying to buy us? This won't work! We care for Cj! You can't take good care of him! You're the reason why my daughter died!" Mrs. Corsilla stands up while yelling.

Everyone else in the restaurant looks at them.

"Now, isn't this an attitude worthy for claiming that you can take good care of my son?" Mr. White sips his iced lemon tea.

"Mr. White, we can assure you that we can raise Cj well. Look at this, if we take him, you can live your life as you wanted. You don't have to worry about a kid. You can live your life as a single man and even get married," Dona said while leaning forward, holding her hands to squish her breast out.

Clarks looks at her, "Well then, I have a proof that you can't take good care of CJ like Kirin," he looks at Mr. Rogers who handed him a folder.

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona look at each other, "Now, we said that we don't need money," Mrs. Corsilla said while gesturing to put the folder away.

"As I have said, it's a proof, not money," Clark stares at them like they are just ants that he can stomp on, "Why don't you take a look at it."

Mrs. Corsilla and Dona suddenly felt shivers run down their spine as they open the folder.

There they saw Kirin's photos.

She's full of bruises and wounds.

"That's the day she called me because she's pregnant. I thought it's blackmailing to make me be responsible for the child, but she said it's from you- her family. You hurt her to discipline her, and you're expecting me to let Cj fall in your hands?" Mr. White said.

Mrs. Corsilla saw a paper with hand-writings of Kirin after the photos of her.

"That's her letter, a testimony of how you abused her and left her alone. You did that to her because she's a child of your husband's mistress, right, Mrs. Corsilla?"

After the letter, Kirin has her signature and her I.D. as proof. 

"She died because her health was not good. I tried to keep her alive. We've tried everything but she can't get well. You neglected her. You didn't raise her the way a family should."

Mrs. Corsilla grinds her teeth as her veins pop out of anger.

Dona felt embarrassed and tried to act since Mr. White hasn't mentioned her name for Kirin's death.

"Mr. White! I love my sister! I tried to help her but she was afraid and she ran away from me," Dona cried.

Mrs. Corsilla looks at Dona with disbelief and she slapped her, "How ungrateful! I raised you better than that kid! I gave you everything you wanted! I removed Kirin from the family to make you the apple of the eye of your father yet you're leaving me behind!" She screamed and pulled Dona's hair.

Mr. White just stares at them, "I'll let you go if you stop bothering me and CJ. But once I hear that you, even just your shadow, appears in front of Cj, you'll live the rest of your lives in jail. I know what you wanted, money, but you refused," Clark stands up.

"Of course, if you took it, you can't ask for money again. But if you have Cj, you can ask me non-stop."

Clark took money from his wallet and put it on the table for the bill.

"Miss Dona, I hope you can make a public apology for slapping Sheen, or else your whole career is done for."

Mrs. Corsilla stops pulling Dona's hair and slapped her again from what Clark said, "You're ruining  what we worked hard for!" 

Dona just stares blankly, her mother really abused Kirin, but she's still being abused.

'I wish I'm dead,' Dona thought while her mother slaps her.

Clark just looks at them in disgust.

Both of them are losing their minds.

Dona is known for sleeping with directors just to get casting.

Mrs. Corsilla's known for illegal gambling.

Clark's blood just boils while thinking that they want to get CJ from him.

He took a blind eye the first time they asked but as time passes by, they get more eager and aggressive so he has to do something.

Clark went back to the company.

Sheen's in her office, continuing the book she wants to write.

He didn't bother her and went to his office to call Dan.

"Please call Dona Hale Violet's manager and tell him that if Dona won't make a public apology, both of them will sink down," Clark said and turned off his phone.

Sheen is too full of energy while writing that she did not notice that it's already lunch.

Her stomach's already begging her to eat but due to being too focused, she can't hear it.

She types fast, eager to let out all her ideas in the story when suddenly she heard someone knock at the door.

She froze, nervousness run through her body as her face tightens.

'Is it Clark?' she thought while standing up.

Ever since she talked with Bea, she's afraid to see Clark for a reason she can't understand.

After feeling sad because she's not part of Clark's family and even asking herself if she wants to be, she feels nervous about having to see Clark.

But she wants to see him and say her thanks for helping her last night.

But there's the feeling that she wants to have her distance from Clark.

She can't run away from him, he's her boss.

And she's an assistant.

She's only an assistant.

Sheen exhales as she tries to calm herself.

Since for some reason, she feels excited to think that Clark's behind the door.

"What the hell! What takes you too long to open the door?" Bea yelled as she opens the door. 

Sheen froze as her legs weaken due to shock.

"Hey! Keep it together, I know you're going to be a White someday!" Bea whispers as she holds Sheen's arm.

"I brought lunch," Bea smiles apologetically at Sheen while they get to her desk.

Sheen just had her poker face until they finished eating.

"Hey, don't be mad. I was waiting for too long outside. I thought you're already out from hunger. You're too focused when writing that you forget to eat," Bea frowns.

"I know, it's just that I was hoping---"

She stops from what she wants to say, 'I'm not hoping to see Clark!' she thought.

"I was hoping that I can finish the 56th chapter today and by next week, I can send them for proofreading and for editing," she continued.

"Oh, I can do the proofreading, Dan can do the editing," Bea suggested.

"Aren't you too busy for the wedding?"

"No, we're done with that part. And you need to pass that by December, right? We still have that much time. I'm just shocked that you're already at the end."

"Yep, I already started writing before I told Clark." 

They both drink their coffeetea jelly when Sheen's phone rang.

She scowls when she saw who the caller is.

"What do you want?" She asks in an irritated voice.

"Can we talk, please?" Kady asks in a begging tone.

Bea stares at Sheen, the only one she will make that face is Kady.

She went beside Sheen and listens.

"No, I am busy."

"Please, I just want to tell you something about Mr. White."

"You can tell it to me now."

"No, I'll tell it if you will see me personally."

"Then, it's your lost. I don't care about what you want to say."

Sheen was about to turn off the call when Kady replies, "He raped a teen and got her pregnant!" 

Sheen's forehead furrows, "I'll see you at 7 pm," she said and turned off her phone.

"What was that? Raped? Where did he hear that?" Bea asks.

"I don't know. But I can't let Kady have that rumor with him. I have to tell him the truth. Clark didn't do that," Sheen frowns.

She can't let rumors about Clark spread.

She has to correct it.

But it's not her problem.

It shouldn't be her problem.

She's just an assistant.

But she can't keep her heart at rest.

It bothers her so much that it suffocates her.

Sheen, a famous book author of romance and a victim of unrequited love, finds herself in need of true romance for a new novel. She stumbles upon young men while thirsty to create the novel she needs to write, she jumps from one romance to another to create the perfect romantic book she can ever write.

8am 

Amy is used to waking up at 11am so until now she is still sleeping. Her phone had already rung twice but she just turns it off and goes back to sleep

But, she never set alarms?

So on the third ring she looked at her phone and saw it was Gabby who is calling her so she answered the call

"Amy! Where are you? You're starting your work today, have you forgotten?" Gabby asked her with a concerned tone, guessing she must've had a hard time last night after what happened online yesterday

"I'm sorry, I overslept. I'm going there now" Amy said hurriedly and jumped off her bed to get ready quickly and ran to the studio

...

"I'm... sorry... I'm late" Amy said while she is catching her breath. The studio was far from her apartment and she has no time to take a taxi, luckily she easily remembered what path she should take

"It's fine. Come there is something I need to discuss with you" Gabby said and led her to the editing room "The magazine is scheduled to be released tomorrow, but I have to get your opinion because of the issues online about you, not to mention there were 2" Gabby added and opened his laptop to copy the pictures from the camera's SD card into the laptop

Amy looked confused "What issue?" 

"You have not seen the posts online?" Gabby asked surprised

"I just moved into an empty apartment, I don't have any source of online connection, so no I have no idea what is happening online" Amy admitted. So Gabby showed her his phone about Mia's post "This is one of them. She is the model that is supposed to be on Snap!'s magazine"

"How shameless! She is just a vlogger how could she have been qualified to replace Mia for the cover?"

"How pathetic, stealing jobs from others because she desperately need it"

"She deserves to be kicked out, even out of the country!"

Amy read almost all of the comments and it mostly contained negative ones. There are only a few that still supported her, she guessed it must be her loyal followers

"Maybe there is a decent reason. Everyone should not judge her immediately"

"Why is she not acceptable to be the replacement? Her beauty is out of this world!"

Amy just now realized who is the Mia that caused the trouble. Of course she knows Mia George. She once admired her because of her fashion and she is aware Mia was one of her followers. Mia on the other hand, also admired Amy's fashion that is why she follows Amy's accounts and sometimes mentioned her name that she was her inspiration on her outfits when she was in interviews

So with Mia's influence and mention of Amy's name one time, Mia's fans checked out Amy's account and also liked her, so most of Amy's fans are also Mia's.

Amy was aware of this so her followers decreased rapidly from a million to only a few hundreds

As Amy read further, there are a lot more negative comments, even talking about how she had always been a liar because she was adopted

A liar? She could never lie! Growing up she was conditioned to be like that

And who says she is adopted?

"Adopted?" Amy was confused looking at Gabby, she is guessing it must be related to the other issue. She gave back Gabby's phone to ask for the other issue and he was hesitant to show it to her but he has no right to hide it. Besides she will know about it soon, it's better to show her now

This time it was a recorded video from her sister and mother's press conference

With the addition of this information from her family, the few hundreds of followers that were still following her felt betrayed by their so-called "honest" vlogger. And so the count once again decreased from a few hundreds to less than 20!

After watching the video she was tempted to throw the phone, good thing she gave it back immediately before throwing a hard punch on the air and releasing a silent cry out of anger

A few second she recovered and faced Gabby

"I just want you to know that what my family said was the real lie. I am indeed conditioned to not lie so I always tell the truth but I always make sure it is true or not before telling it. Unless I witnessed it with my own eyes, it is the truth to me and I will never expose something I have never seen" Amy explained sincerely

"I believe you. You do look honest and your family has a vibe of a person wanting to cause trouble to others" Gabby comforted her

"I want to know if you are still going to use my pictures for your front cover, I know I did not deserve the job because I am inexperienced compared to a top model like Mia. I understand if you don't but please, don't take my job away as your assistant" Amy explained her thoughts honestly like what she truly was and pleaded to still accept her to work with them

Gabby had thought for a moment and also replied honestly "I had also discussed about this with my staff earlier and they said to get another replacement. They are worried because of your reputation in the public, it will affect Snap!'s first magazine"

"I understand..." Amy lowered her head but was cut off by Gabby

"But... Seeing your pictures here in my laptop now, I personally want to use them for the cover" Gabby said sincerely "And don't worry you are still my assistant"  he added 

"Then I agree with you to use my pictures. I believe you are the best photographer in the country and I would not doubt your decision. You also know it is the studio's first magazine and will be greatly affected by my reputation but I think you knew it won't disappoint the citizens" Amy was aware of her beauty as well, of course adding her new hairstyle, her appearance was now unique. The Snap! studio does always make amazing pictures and Gabriel Lores is their best photographer as well as its owner. The only problem is Amy's reputation to the public. She was worried she'd be blamed by the studio so Amy thought of something

"Sir Gabriel, I have an idea since I am still worried for the magazine's sales" Amy started

Gabby smiled "Please call me Gabby no one calls me 'sir' here it sounds weird" Gabby laughed

Amy also smiled "Yes, Gabby, I just thought that if you decided to use my photos, we should edit how it would look like on the cover and let the other staffs to vote if they will agree to it. If not, I will be willing to contact and apologize to Mia or any other model you would like that will suit on the cover as well" Amy suggested 

Gabby was thinking about it, if majority of the votes was a 'no' then he will suggest to make her pictures part of the content, he doesn't want to waste such great pictures. But he didn't tell Amy about this

"I agree" Gabby excitedly said and started editing making sure everyone will agree with him this time

Shameless. Thrown out. Not needed. No one cared about. A MISTAKE!

We'll see about that...

My name is Amy, I have a condition that I should always speak the truth and never once in my life I lied, because I believe telling the truth gains more trust than stacking up lies.



Author's Note:
Hello! This is my first book and I just started writing so please just give support and feedback ?

In front of Huang Xuan were four caskets, all made of first-class lacquered wood, reflecting dim light and feeling heavy.
Zhou Shuming was smiling, baring his teeth. He put his hand on the casket in front and said in a tone he thought sincerest, “Mr. Huang, these are the treasures I have found. Each one is special. Although I was in a rush, even the old man in the Qian family would be amazed when he sees them.”
“Let me have a look.” Huang Xuan didn’t comment on Zhou Shuming’s words and kept his countenance, but the look in his eyes betrayed him.
Zhou Shuming opened the first casket proudly. There were three books wrapped in light yellow satin. On the left was a bigger one, a Buddhist scripture, on the cover of which were written sloppily the title of the book The Wonderful Dharma Lotus Flower Sutra: the Universal Door of Gwan Shi Yin Bodhisattva Who Contemplates the Sounds of the World.
The specialized questions should be left to the professionals. Huang Xuan called Rolin and pulled the satin in the middle. The title of the book was written in small regular script the size of a fingernail, Imperial Decree of Emperor Mu Zongyi of the Qing Dynasty.
Huang Xuan didn’t know who Mu Zongyi was, but luckily he could read the words “the Qing Dynasty” and “Emperor”. He exhaled and thought, “Boy, the Qing Dynasty (1636-1912) has been over for just a few years, imperial stuff has already been scattered into the hands of merchants. Nevertheless, although Huang Xuan was surprised, he didn’t show it on his face, which disappointed Zhou Shuming.
With a flick of his finger, nonstop, Huang Xuan went on to lift the satin on the right, totally ruining the mystery Zhou Shuming had planned. This was a handwritten copy of a play, much thicker than the first two, with the title Yu Shuang Room on the upper right of the cover.
Huang Xuan could read only two of the three words and felt a little embarrassed. He opened the book and saw a seal on the internal page, which seemed the name Cheng Yanqiu on close reading.
“By comparison, it is judged that the average price of The Wonderful Dharma Buddhist Flower Sutra: the Universal Door of Guan Shi Yin Bodhisattva should be between 250,000-350,000; Imperial Decree of Emperor Mu Zongyi of the Qing Dynasty, 650,000-850,000; the handwritten copy of the play Yu Shuang Room, 5-6 million.” Due to the impact of the plane passage, Rolin was talking as concisely as possible, which appeared to be related to his procedure.
Hearing the price of 6 million, Huang Xuan was heartened and looked at Zhou Shuming who didn’t have a clue what he was thinking and was racking his brains to figure out a way to persuade him. “These used to be imperial,” Zhou Shuming said enthusiastically. Lifting his gown, he was ready to give a speech, but Huang Xuan waved his hand and interrupted him. Now that he had known the prices, he needed no more sales pitches. He believed Rolin’s judgment was far more accurate than any cultural relics connoisseur.
The purchase of the grains had cost him over ¥600,000, but one single book would cover all of it and bring nine times more profit. Thinking this, Huang Xuan was very satisfied. However, pursuing profit was the nature of merchants, and as a descendant of the Huang Family, Huang Xuan was no exception. He put on a long face, covered the scripture with the satin and said, “Take this one back.” He sniffed, drank a mouthful of tea and said slowly, “I will keep the handwritten copy. As for this one,” pointing to Imperial Decree of Emperor Mu Zongyi of the Qing Dynasty in the middle, he said, “Leave it here. I will decide after looking at others.”
Seeing that Huang Xuan had picked the handwritten copy of the play, Zhou Shuming was full of contempt and considered him a profligate son of rich parents. Well, People had different values in different times, the Revolution of 1911 just ended, and the Qing Dynasty still had great influence on the people. Although traditional opera was the quintessence of the nation, to scholars, a handwritten copy like this was worth even less than the scripture Huang Xuan just looked down on. Thinking that he had already known Huang Xuan aesthetic standards, Zhou Shuming went past the second casket and opened the one in the middle of the table. He flicked the dust off, lifted the satin and said, “Please look at this—”
“I would like to look at them myself.” Huang Xuan waved his hand, annoyed. Ignoring Zhou Shuming, he moved the corner of his mouth slightly and said, “Rolin, evaluate the prices.”
After scanning and comparing the books, Rolin started talking, “The evaluated value of Series on Study: Letters to Hu Peixi by Zhao Zhiqian is 1,5-2 million; the Fourth Volume of Model Calligraphies of the Chunhua Era of the Song Dynasty, 3.5-4.5 million; the Ten Volumes of and One Complement to Wei Suzhou Collections by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, Checked and Punctuated by Liu Chenweng of the Song Dynasty, 2-2.5 million. Huang Xuan sniffed again, checked his excitement and said to Zhou Shuming flatly, “Let’s move on.”
“Confucian Canon during the Spring and Autumn Period of the South Song Dynasty (1127-1279), 1-1.5 million; the handwritten copy of an annotated edition of the Shurangama Sutra, 2-3 million.” The handwritten copies of the Song Dynasty block-printed editions had been praised since the Ming Dynasty (1368-1644). On the one hand, the proofreading was so careful that most of them were best editions; on the other hand since the culture in the Song Dynasty had been prosperous, there were a lot of editions. Therefore, the Song Dynasty best editions had been more expensive. At the millennium, an intact page of the Song Dynasty best edition had cost more than 10,000 silver dollars; a very thin book had cost one house.
On the high-end market, the Song Dynasty best editions enjoyed exceptional advantages yet were not absolutely in the lead, especially in the Republic of China, because although there were a lot of book collection buildings, many rare editions might not cater for modern people. Huang Xuan sipped some tea to cover his elation and said to Zhou Shuming, “The books in these two caskets are OK. However, Boss Zhou, if you have only these few books, you can’t have all my grains yet.”



Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
...



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