KM, being the only girl and the eldest among her sibs, grew up having the heart of taking care of her younger twin brothers Karlo and Mario.

While their parents were busy managing their Music Industries, KM helped their nannys in taking care of her brothers. She plays with them, sings and dances with them.

Sometimes she acts like a little teacher to them. And sometimes, she acts like a little mom to them. And all four of them plays well together just like when they were still in New Zealand. It's just that Michael and Gina are not there with them.

But with the use of internet, they can have video conference and simultaneously 'play' together. 

Like in the virtual reality games, all 6 of them can play together online. For Ja and George also bought a virtual reality machines for their kids to play with.

So they all have constant communication with each other over the internet.

After 5 years.....

KM got fond of music, so she started composing some songs of her own and recorded in their small recording studio at home. She plays guitar too like her Dad and Mom. But because she's still too young, so she did not put her songs into an album nor publicised it yet. It's just that she makes it as her hobby though, for now. She has a very nice angelic voice and she sings at school from time to time.

Karlo is fond of music too. And he plays piano. And he dances acrobat too. And on top of all that, he has Mj's Extra Sensory Powers, that little by little he is carefully using it with Mj's guidance.

While Mario is a musician too. He plays drums and violin. He usually performs violin at school during school programs.

Looks like they are a family of musicians just like their parents.

While Michael is fond of studying science. His curiousity of natural science have led him to study more focused on science. He has his own experiments and from time to time he visits Dr. Dexter's lab to learn some more on science.

"Doc Dex, how is it being done to transfer a soul back to its own body?"

"Hehehe, you have so much to learn yet." Dexter giggled.

"Can you teach me how? I would like to become your apprentice Doc Dex."

"Hmmm, you're still so young yet..." Dex putting his right hand under his chin contemplating.

"Young? I'm already 15 now. Although I'm still young yes, but I'm learning faster than my age group." Michael retorted proudly.

"Did your parents know about this? I think you should tell your parents..."

"No worries Doc Dex. My parents are all supportive on what I do. They know that I'm fond of science and they know that you're my idol."

"I see. Ok tomorrow after your class, you come back here with your parents permit and you will start as my apprentice. Deal?"

"Deal, my idol" Michael went home with a smile on his face.


Meanwhile, Gina, Michael's younger sister, is just so busy herself painting. She's painting the beautiful garden that's in their backyard. She loves nature and she loves painring so much!

She was in the middle of her painting when all of a sudden two hands covered her eyes gently. She touched the hands that was covering her eyes, trying to feel who's the owner of those hands. And she smiled 'coz she's very familiar with those hands.

"Big Bro, I know it's you!"

"How do you know it's me?" Michael released his hands.

"Of course I know. You're my big brother. And what's that kind of smile that you have? Looks like you have won in a lottery." Scrutinized Gina while watching closely every smiling muscles on Michael's face.

"Nah, I'm just happy you know." smiled Michael.

"And what makes you happy? Do you have a girlfriend now? Oh gosh!" She covered her mouth as soon as she realized those words she said.

"Of course not! Tomorrow I'll be starting to be Doc Dexter's apprentice. He will train me in his lab." Michael stated.

"Oh okay. That would be great then." Somehow she felt relieved.

"Yeah. It would be great. I'll be learning much from him."

"I'm happy for you. I know that it's your ambition to be a great scientist someday. This could be your stepping stone on fulfilling your dreams."

"Thanks sis. So where's Mom and Dad then?"

"Oh Mom is still on duty at the hospital. Her shift will end by 11p.m. And Dad is attending a meeting somewhere I don't know. He said he will fetch Mom after his meeting then."

"Oh okay. I will just wait for them later then. But looking at your painting here, you seems to be getting better, hmmm..." He watched closely every details of her painting.

"Thanks bro. Now please go, you're disrupting me. I need a peaceful concentration here."

"Concentration? Hmmm, why won't you paint me then? Paint me wearing this.... wearing only this..." With a smile Michael was mimicking the act and lines of Rose in the Titanic movie.

"Stop that. I'm still on the process of learning how to paint human, specially the specific shades for the face and other parts of the body. It may look simple but it's actually a complicated one. Even the smile of a person needs a careful observation so one can paint and make it look like it's real. For now, I'm painting the nature yet, it's easier then."

"Okay..yadda ya... yadda ya....It's just one of your excuses, little sis." Pinching his sister's nose.

"Hmph, I will soon learn. You will see." retorted Gina.

"Okay, whatever you say. I'm heading to my room then." retreated Michael.  Without waiting for her reply, he then left Gina and went to his own room.

True love...could it be possible in online dating? In the world today, we are surrounded by many people who are either just pretending to be good or with wrong motives. It's hard to really pinpoint who are the pretending to be good, the bad, pretending to be bad, and the genuinely good people. How can you possibly find your true love in online dating, when it's even harder in her real world she's in? That's the delimma our MC is experiencing in her life while she's even being pressured of when would she get married when she's already in her 30's...
She couldn't help but doubt herself of finding her true love online...


Finally, Karl decided to pop up the question to Mj.
Karl's facial expression became serious all of a sudden.

"Mj, I love you so much and I can't continue to live a life without you. Will you marry me?"

Mj was in a great shock. Wait...What did he say? Her heart skip a beat. How is this possible online? Questions bombarded quickly in her mind. What will she answer then?

"Mj?" 
She snapped out of a daze when she heard him calling her name. 

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes!...But how? We are thousands of miles apart, Karl, you know that!"

"I'll come there to your country to marry you! But I'll have to save up yet for maybe 2 years so I can come there." 
"Promise?"
"Promise!" 

"You will have to promise me that you will wait for me until I come there."

"I promise, I will wait for you Karl, because I love you very much too!"

As we unfold her story and her struggles she's experiencing in between, will she be able to really find her true love? we shall find out...


This is my original story and not translated.

this book cover is all credits to valeriex
thank you!

The girl uttered painful groans and asked for a drink in her bedroom in the middle of the night.
Jing Jiu was reading the mathematical papers of the Science Academy while lying on the couch with his eyes closed; he didn't give a response when he heard her request.
And he wouldn't take care of her even if he was not doing anything at the moment.
He hadn't done such a thing in his life except that he had helped Nan Wang who was too drunk and Lian Sanyue who was wounded too severely; and another exception was that he had helped wipe Bai Zao's face.
Zong Lizi staggered out of the door, took a bottle of water from the fridge and had a few mouthfuls of it. Feeling a bit better, she commented, "Why am I so drunk? Wasn't it the rice wine?"
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and said, "The percentage of alcohol in it is three times more than beer."
Upon hearing this, Zong Lizi was startled, saying, "It's so strong! That's why I'm having a headache."
Having said this, she sat down on the couch while holding the cushion, occupying a large part of the couch, pushing Jing Jiu's feet off it.
Jing Jiu wondered how this little child acted more dominantly than Zhao Layue.
"Hey, I've just thought of something. You're the author, not me. I think I need to clarify it."
"Hmm?"
"The Twirling Rain Company will pay a lot of money for it."
"I have money."
"Don't you want the authorship?"
"If I were the author, would the Twirling Rain Company give you the quota of exchange student?"
Zong Lizi remarked while holding the cushion and staring into his eyes, "I've been thinking, is it that you really need the quota of exchange student? Or you would like to draw the attention of an important figure above so that he would take you above. Otherwise, why would you write the novel in the first place?"
"Why would I want to go up?" asked Jing Jiu.
Thinking of the stories she had imagined over the last few days, Zong Lizi asked nervously, "Is it because you want to take back what is yours, like the right to a clan or a company?"
Jing Jiu said while looking at her, "Don't watch those videos anymore; otherwise, you'll become stupid."
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…
Most of the programs were not inspirational; one would indeed become stupid if they watched them day in and day out.
The worst of all were the TV programs; only an idiot would watch them all day long.
Jing Jiu hadn't turned on TV recently except for the news. However, his study of mathematics was interrupted by Zong Lizi, and he didn't like to listen to her made-up stories. So he turned on TV.
He convinced himself that he was doing it to celebrate his success in solving all the issues in physics of this world.
The light screen had soon stabilized. The pictures in high definition were no different from the reality, the only exception being that they didn't feel like three-dimensional as much as the reality.
A variety show was being played on TV. It took place in a large stadium; the spectators looked like a mountain and a sea, cheering in a way as if they were drunk or mad.
Jing Jiu calculated and figured out that there were at least one hundred and eleven thousand of spectators present after taking two glances at the screen, feeling a bit startled.
Zong Lizi couldn't help but scream after she walked out from the bathroom and saw the scene on the TV screen, "It's primary selection! I must be too drunk to remember it's the primary selection day today!"
There was a female priest in each major region and planetary base in the Federation of Milky Way.
The female priests had a very high status; it was said that she was responsible for maintaining the traditions of the distant ancient civilization.
It was the year when the female priest of the Stargate would be re-selected. The so-called re-selection meant that the former female priest was too old and on the verge of dying.
The new Association of Female Priests would select three candidates from all of those eligible on the planet, and one of them would be designated by the former female priest as the heir.
The lavish ritual for the occasion would usually take place in October, which was called the "Water Festival".
The selection of the new female priest was undoubtedly the most important event for this planet this year. The primary selection had already drawn so much attention.
It was a nighttime replay of the primary selection in a neighborhood on the third level of this world.
Zong Lizi took out the cushion from underneath and held it in her bosom. "As an exchange student, I'll be able to stay at the University of Stargate for half a year. We might be able to see the 'October Water Festival' alive," she said excitedly.
She added disappointedly after she suddenly thought of something, "However, the tickets must be hard to get. There is no way we can get them."
In the next moment, she looked at Jing Jiu, her eyes beaming, and said, "If the Twirling Rain Company used your novel, we would be able to ask them to help us get the tickets."
The emotions of the girl had changed three times within a short time. Perhaps, she felt relaxed due to the effect of alcohol; or more importantly, the October Water Festival was too appealing.
Yet, Jing Jiu didn't care so much about the October Water Festival. He took out a piece of paper from underneath of the coffee table after he suddenly thought of something, and wrote a word on it.
Zong Lizi came before him and looked at the paper out of curiosity; she saw the word "month" beneath the words "year" and "robot" he had written previously.
"What are you going to find out? Don't tell me who I am…
"What is a year? Why are there twelve months in a year? Why are there three hundred and sixty-five days in a year? Why is there any apparent difference between the two sides though there is no month on the other side?"
Hearing these questions, Zong Lizi was taken aback, thinking that they must have something to do with the distant ancient civilization given that the dates had been recorded this way ever since the revival of the human civilization.
These complicated questions were not fitting for her to think about since she was still recovering from intoxication of alcohol. She shook her head a few times, trying to forget the three words on the paper, and started focusing on watching TV.
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…
The first test for selecting the primary candidates for the female priest…was quite old-style, which was similar to those knowledge contests for the primary school students. The questions had nothing to do with creativity and innovative thinking; they didn't require a high IQ to answer them. The questions were related mostly to the knowledge in literature and history.
Zong Lizi was staring at the light screen. She would furrow her eyebrows each time a question was presented; and she would rake her brain for the answer and shouted out her answer while clenching her fist; sometimes she would murmur her choice unconfidently; and sometimes she would just keep on furrowing her eyebrows. Every time the answer was given on TV, she would either jump up in excitement or claim with regret that she had evidently known the answer but remembered it wrong. Sometimes she would look at Jing Jiu while smiling foolishly and explain that the subject she studied was science…
"I know the answer to this question!" she shouted when she saw this next question before Jing Jiu could give a response. "It's the Pingmo Plateau, in the northernmost region on the Main Planet."
Though Jing Jiu paid no attention to Zong Lizi who was displaying a performing personality after a large amount of alcohol consumption, he was however interested in the contents of the questions. Perhaps, it was because the questions for the selection of the female priest of the Stargate were mostly related to the history of this planet, which was the special knowledge the regular people didn't wish to know.
Zong Lizi suddenly thought of the seven tests he had taken with full scores; she asked uncertainly while looking at Jing Jiu, "Are you sure you know the answers to all of these questions?"
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
…
…
The tests for the second round were much harder. They looked like games in which the candidates must be able to operate precisely with a serene mind; yet, the most important skill was the ability to dismantle and reconstruct the objects in the space.
These questions had a high requirement for candidates' intelligence; in other words, they required a highly developed brain.
With her eyes widely open, Zong Lizi stared at those colorful cubes that had been disassembled and then reassembled and hundreds of water cups that looked the same; she couldn't wrap her head around any of them after a long while.
She was a very competitive girl; she had no intention of giving up even though she was aware that those tests were beyond her capability. She was so nervous that she was holding her breath most of time.
"You can do these too?" asked Zong Lizi in disbelief while looking at his countenance.
Jing Jiu thought that these tests were so simple that He Zhan could easily pass them, to say nothing of Tong Yan and Que Niang.
Looking at Jing Jiu's face, Zong Lizi suddenly came up with a ridiculous idea.
If he were disguised as a girl to participate in the selection of the female priest, he might be able to win in the end.
As for whether anybody could tell he was not a girl…who would doubt such a beautiful person?
It took her many days to get accustomed to this handsome face.
Jing Jiu was still embroiled in reading the thesis collection, countless symbols and numbers drifting in front of his eyes like the falling snowflakes, which reminded him of the room in the hidden network. Later, he thought of Shangde Peak; the hotpots on Shangde Peak tasted better than those on Shenmo Peak. It was because he had lost the olfactory sense rather than Gu Qing didn't do his job well enough.
The humans in this world were somewhat weaker than those in Chaotian; it was not because they were lazy or incapable, but because the rules of the two worlds were different.
The example was his body. It couldn't perform the strength and speed it had had before.
After a long while, he suddenly heard a swear. He opened his eyes reflexively and looked over.
Standing in front of the TV set, Zong Lizi stared at the host of the program like she was looking at an enemy. "It's the behind-scenes manipulation!" said she, gritting her teeth.
The primary selection of the district in the third-level world was near the end; and three candidates had been selected. But the girl Zong Lizi liked and supported the most had not been selected. "There is no doubt; it's the behind-scenes manipulation."
Jing Jiu fixed his gaze at the TV screen and found the candidates were pretty good-looking, especially the one in the middle.
The candidate must be an exceedingly pretty girl in the human society if Jing Jiu thought she was beautiful.
Judging from the tide-like cheers of tens of thousands of spectators and the attention paid to her by the host, the girl with black hair in the middle was the most popular candidate.


I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

Three months later,

"Finally,. Welcome to senior year", I exclaimed as we walked inside our new classroom. 

10th A. 

Exams were over, and this time I was the 3rd rank holder of our class. Second, Aliya. 

I should tell you this, she is that good in social science, because of which she managed to grab the second position. And offcourse I was happy for her. 

And, the first ranker, any guesses? It's no rocket science. Who else other than him.

Amaan. 

Don't know how he always manages to get the top rank. Everytime.

He scored 97%, which was 6 % more than Aliya and 8% more than me. 

Whenever his name was announced in assembly for collecting his medal for scoring 1st, I can see a big smile spreading across his face, but more than him, there's a big smile on my face. 

It's really weird, but I feel so proud whenever princi made him wear that golden medal, like it was me who was receiving that golden medal, not him.

When princi was done making Amaan wear his medal, he call Aliya for giving her silver medal, then me for bronze.

When we three took our report cards and medal respectively, we stood in front of all the students who were clapping for us in the auditorium. Amaan in middle, me on his left side and Aliya on his right. 

Damn.. I was standing so close to him, our arms almost brushing against each other. I started feeling jitters inside my stomach.

It feels so good to stand beside him. 

I keep smiling, lost in my own la-la land named Amaan-dreamland, when I heard a voice. 

His voice to be correct. 

"Congratulations", he had said bending a little towards me, close to my ears. His voice was low and gentle.

I blinked few times to confirm if I heard him right, or was I just hallucinating. But I guess I was right, he actually wished me. 

"Umm... Thanks", I mumbled trying to hide my blush, "and.. And you too, Congo", I continued with a smile, looking back at his direction to which, he gave me heart breaking smile.

"Thanks to you too", saying this he started walking out of the stage when it was announced to go back to our respective classes. But I stood there, lost in my chain of thoughts, still trying to register about the latest incident happened just here. 

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"Whoa aaj to party banti hai boss. (Whoa, this calls for celebration today)", Aliya was literally jumping while shouting this as we at last headed to our class. 

"Party, kis khusi mai? (Party, for what reason?)," I asked confusingly. "Tune to mujhse jadya marks laye hai na? Then tu party de. (You scored more than me? Then you should be the one, giving party)," I said confusingly. 

"Come on Kavya, I was not talking about giving party for coming 2nd or 3rd", she exclaimed rolling her eyes at my confuse self. 

"Then?", I asked still in confusion. 

"Stupid... you guys talked, for the first time, toh party toh banti hai na", she grinned from ear to ear, making deep patch of blush to form on my both cheeks. 

"Ohooo... someone is blushing", she winked at me. 

"Shut up Aliya it's nothing like that", I spoke, not meeting her eye, and started walked little faster than her.

"Then it's like what Kavya?", she teased again as she jogged and stood in front of me. And with that we continued our teasing session. Better to say she teasing me. (Rolling eyes in process.)

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Few weeks later.

Time's going fine, and, normal with studying hard, it was our 10th after all, and we have to give 10th boards this year. Then there were my stupid friends, and him. 

That day, at assembly was the first and last time we talked. After that we never talked again. 

It was not like I was expecting him to talk to me anyways. But still I'm a human, and we humans always expect for something we can never have.

Stupid human feelings. I know. 

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"Attention students I have an announcement to make", our class teacher, Miss Leena said coming to our class, making us all silent. Everyone looked at her direction in confusion as what she was going to announce. 

"So this announcement is about Annual Day, which is coming next month. And you all have to participate in it as this is your last year in school", she announced. 

"Wohooo...", everyone started hooting at the name of annual day. Because it's just not the annual day for our school, but it's school anniversary, and as much as I remember this time it's going to be more grand as this year will be 50th year completion of our school opening. 

Now, let me tell you all a bit about this Annual day thing of our school. 

It was the day, when our school was inaugurated, and to celebrate the anniversary, every year annual day was organized, by students participating in different kinds of culture programs like dancing, acting, singing, and other performances.

Forgetting studies, everyone started discussing what they going to perform in annual day. 

Every class teacher was assigned with the work of helping students with their performances, making list of the students, the songs and etcetera etcetera.

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After discussing for around two days which songs to included which not. What and how many kinds of performance will perform. It all came to the conclusion that in total thirty numbers of stage performance should be done which includes fifteen dance performances, like one will be opening dance ceremony on the song Satyam Shivam Sundaram, then ten songs to be sung along and five drama. Some of them will be romantic like Romeo Juliet, a political view drama, a sentimental one (about different shades of life), a historical one and, last one is of a student life showing his journey from school-days to work days.

My girl team had decided to perform on the song yeh ishq haye from the movie jab we met. 

This song was kinda special for me. I have choreographed the whole song by myself. I know, hard to believe, but dance is something I am really passionate about.

And now, about Amaan, well, he is the one, doing the play on the student life drama in which he is in the lead.

So all in all everything was going fine. Our practice session was going cool, until one day a shocking news came from our beloved principal.

It was that, we, tenthers have to perform one more dance and it will be duet performance, which means everyone has to dance with a partner. 

The name of the partners, as who is going to dance with whom will be decided by the chit system in which, in one bowl names of all the girls will be written and in another bowl name of boys will be written. 

Our class teacher will pick two chits at the same time, one from the girl's bowl and one from boy's bowl.

"Please God ji koi bi chalega but not him. Please. (Please God anyone but not him)", I pleaded as teacher calls my name written on chit and was about to open the other chit. 

It was not like that I don't want to dance with him. Infact, I'm dying to, but it was just that I know I will be nervous around him, and I'll be clumsy with my steps.

But I guess the ball was not in my court today. "And Kavya's partner will be Amaan", announced the teacher. 

Screw her. 

And screw this stupid chit thing.

Now, I have to dance with him which I really don't want to. 

Yeah right. But I guess few seconds ago you were saying, you were dying to dance with him. My inner voice mocked. 

'Can you please just shut up?' I scolded myself mentally, or better to say my inner self. 

It's depends on you Kavya, either you want me to shut up or not, and for now I can guess you are screaming inside your head that yes I'm going to dance with Amaan. My inner voice spoke again, sarcastically this time.

And even if I don't want to admit but yes, I am screaming inside my head, in happiness, but as the little stubborn bitch I am, I'm not going to accept it. 

'You can go to hell you know'. I told her. And before my inner voice can again disturb me, I thought to distract myself. 

I looked around to see what everyone was doing or maybe what he was doing, what's his reaction after knowing that we are going to perform together. If he was also shocked as I'm or not, but to my disappointment no, he was not. 

He was as usual calm with his signature blank expression staring back at me.

Offcourse.

Why would he? It's not like he like me or something right? So he doesn't care if he is going to perform with me or anyone else. Every girl here is same for him.

My inner voice sigh heavily at this. Maybe she too agree with me on this.

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"Yaar, I really don't think I can do this", I huffed at Aliya who was enjoying her cheesy pasta during lunch break. 

"Don't worry Kavya everything will be good", she assured me with her mouth full of pasta and cheese dripping from the corner of her lips. 

"Oh god Aliya. First stop eating like a kindergarten kid", I said rolling my eyes, and she too rolled her eyes wiping her mouth with tissue paper. 

"And, as you were saying to chill, how am I supposed to chill? It's easy for you to say that because your partner is Pratik", I huffed then continue. "He is so friendly and very understanding. Not like him who don't even talk to anyone easily", I groaned to which she chuckled and I glared at her watching her chuckle. And it made her stop her laughter.

"Okay, relax Kavya, aur tu chill kar, tu faltu ki tension le rahi hai. Infact, tujhe to khus hona chahiye, tera crush boy tera partner bana hai. So, enjoy your company with him. (Chill Kavya, you are taking tension for no reasons. Infact, you should be happy that the guy you have crush on, you are going to perform with him)", she winked at me saying this.

'I guess she is right. Yeh faltu ki tension lekar kuch ni hona. I should calm myself. And aisa thori na hai like woh meko kha jayega. Just relax Kavya. 
(Yes I guess Aliya is right, I was taking tension for no reason, and it was not like he is going to eat me alive or something.') I tried to convince scared little self. 

And, I should start mentally preparing myself, because from tomorrow onwards, our practice for the duet dance will be starting, and tomorrow only we will be informed, on which song we will be performing.

I just hope I won't make a complete fool of myself in front of him, and in front of everyone.

Tired of reading the same old cliche teen romance where the good girls falls for the bad boys and the bad boys falls for the good girls? And they live happily ever after?

Well, this story is for you then.
Here, the good girl fall for the good boy, and the bad boy is actually a bad boy.

She's just another typical teenage girl in the middle school, not very popular, but she is happy in her own world with her happy-go-lucky nature. 
And he's the class introvert. Smart and intelligent, but no one had ever seen him talking.

They never talk, just those untold stares they steal from eachother sometimes.

But one event change everything in her once simple life.

What will happen when the guy she always liked confess to her, he's in love with her? Overwhelmed maybe?

And after lot of efforts, when they are finally together, and so much happy, she thought her life's a perfect replica of a fairy tale.

But one bad incident and her happy world started crashing down in front of her eyes.
One by one she started loosing every important person she once loved.

And when she thought even after all this, she will survive and try to move on, someone else entered her life.
For good? For bad? Or to make her life even worse?
And maybe this time she's going to loose herself?

"It is said that the betrayal of a friend hurts more than a betrayal of a lover."

What made her became the girl she always used to hate?
Or, who made her this way?

And after five long years, when she meet her old love again, she was too much broken to accept him back in her life. 
But he was determined to win her back. 

You think they make it work again? Or maybe they're never mean to be together?

Want to find out who is He? And what happened to Her? 

Click on the READ button to know about them.

NOTE: This story is complete work of fiction, and it's totally mine. So please do Not steal it.

And P.S, if you are happily ever after kind of person, then this story is not for you.

But, you can always give a try..

Qiao Nan sat up. "Dad, I am hungry. When can we eat?"
"Soon. Dad will prepare the fish for you." When Qiao Dongliang heard that Qiao Nan was hungry, he could not be bothered with Ding Jiayi. He ran to the kitchen with the freshly bought chilies.
"Wait, I will do it." Ding Jiayi looked at Qiao Nan angrily. From the looks of it, Qiao Nan was determined to have her small yellow croaker with a lot of chilies in them.
When Ding Jiayi glared at Qiao Nan, the latter had lowered her head and was reading her books.
Qiao Nan waited until her mother left before putting down the book. For people like her mother, the best way would be to ignore them.
"Nan Nan, as expected, you are back earlier than I am." Carrying a schoolbag, Qiao Zijin, who came back from school, had to take almost half an hour more than before to reach the place Qiao Dongliang rented.
Qiao Zijin was tired to the bones, whereas Qiao Nan had it easy as the place she stayed in was very near to her school. Qiao Zijin pulled a long face at the sight of Qiao Nan.
"I only arrived slightly earlier than you. It seems that the dismissal time for The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China is earlier than that of Ping Cheng High School." Qiao Nan lowered her head. By right, the curriculum in The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China should be more time-consuming than that of Ping Cheng High School. But in comparison, Qiao Zijin would always reach home early during the weekends.
"Nan Nan, didn't you have your monthly exam? How was it?" Qiao Zijin smiled and avoided Qiao Nan's question.
"Yes. I suppose you also had your exam, didn't you?" Qiao Nan looked at Qiao Zijin. "From the looks of it, you seem to have done pretty well."
Ever since Qiao Zijin studied at The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China, her grades had indeed improved a lot.
The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China was indeed the most famous and best school in the area. They had good teachers and had a way with the students. They could transform Qiao Zijin from someone who used to dislike studying in the previous life to a student with good grades.
Qiao Zijin lifted her chin and said, "It's more or less the same as before. Nan Nan, you haven't told me how you did for the exams. I heard a lot of the students who studied at Ping Cheng High School have good results. Furthermore, you are in class one. You must be under a lot of stress."
Qiao Nan grinned. "Sister, have you forgotten? I entered Ping Cheng High School as the first place in the province for the middle school examination. Not to mention Ping Cheng High School, even if I go to The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China, it will be the other students who will feel the pressure. If I remember correctly, the second place was behind me by more than twenty points."
"But the syllabus in high school is much more difficult than that of junior high school. I heard people say that the difference between boys and girls will be apparent when one reaches the third year in junior high school. If not, one will still be able to tell the difference in the second year of high school. Nan Nan, since you are so smart, do you intend to choose science subjects next year?"
"Science subjects? Sister, do you want to choose science subjects?" In most of the cases, there would be more boys than girls in the science classes and more girls than boys in the humanities and arts classes. Many girls found Mathematics and other science subjects too difficult for them when they advanced to the second year. They would, in turn, choose humanities and arts subjects.
"That's impossible. I am not as smart as you. I can't survive in the science classes. I have already decided on humanities and arts, and have filled in the form. Nan Nan, since you are so smart, it is better for you to choose science classes." Qiao Zijin sneered.
She had asked around. No matter how well one did for the middle school examination, if girls chose the science classes in high school, only one or two among ten would be able to maintain their standard.
No matter how good they were, most of the girls would definitely fall behind in terms of performance.
She wanted to know how Qiao Nan would remain the top scholar in the middle school examination if her results fell behind in high school. "Nan Nan, there is another year left before you need to make a decision. I remember that you had a perfect score for the science subjects during the middle school examination. It would be a pity if you do not choose science classes. Nan Nan, what do you think?"
Qiao Nan touched the bangs on her forehead. She finally realized what Qiao Zijin was up to.
It turned out that Qiao Zijin wanted her to choose science classes and watched by when her results fell behind as she could not keep up with the syllabus. "There is still one year to go before I need to decide. I can consider it later. But there isn't much difference whether I choose science or humanities and arts classes. I will decide later."
"That's right, Nan Nan. You have been doing so well, so it doesn't matter which classes you choose. But there is a lot of memory work to do in the humanities and arts classes. You certainly can't handle it. Though science subjects are much more challenging, you will do much better when you learn more about it. Since I have been reading up as I need to make the decision, I am sharing the information with you lest you are at a loss when you start your second year." Qiao Zijin held Qiao Nan's hand affectionately.
There was no hurry. There was still one year to go.
In this one year's time, she would definitely think of ways to persuade Qiao Nan to choose the science classes.
"Sister, you seem to be very happy. Is there any good news?" Qiao Nan pulled her hand back. Chen Jun had not graduated from college, and there had not been any holidays, yet he was not at school, but here, in Ping Cheng. In this life, she had met Chen Jun earlier than she did in the previous life. Maybe it was the same for her sister?
If Qiao Zijin had met Chen Jun, then it would be a good thing for her.
By then, Qiao Zijin would put all her attention on getting close to Chen Jun and would not have time for her.
Qiao Zijin blinked. "Good news? What do you mean?"
Qiao Nan looked at Qiao Zijin's eyes and noticed that she did not have the besotted look of a young lady who was in a relationship. It seemed like Qiao Zijin had not met Chen Jun yet.
Could it be that, like the previous life, she would have to be their matchmaker and pave the way for Chen Jun and Qiao Zijin?
"Nothing." Since Qiao Zijin and Chen Jun were not acquaintances yet, Qiao Nan would not find trouble for herself.
"Nan Nan, why are you behaving strangely today?" Why would she stop her sentence midway?
"Dad has bought small yellow croakers today." This time, it was Qiao Nan's turn to change the topic.
Qiao Zijin's eyes lit up. "I haven't eaten small yellow croakers for a long time. Nan Nan, you must have more of the small yellow croakers later." Ever since her father was hospitalized, it had been ages since she had a sumptuous meal.
Her father was so good to Qiao Nan. If she did not come to their house today, Qiao Nan would have the small yellow croakers all to herself.
Qiao Zijin could not hide her anger when she saw the plate of small yellow croakers on the table. "Mom, you should know that I can't eat spicy food. When I eat something spicy, I will have acne. Why do you put so many chilies in the small yellow croakers when you know that I can't eat spicy food? How am I going to eat them?"


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Lu Zixin was very happy that Red Queen actually agreed. Paying is still rewarding, and the ability of Red Queen is so strong and you can get some benefits, how can he not happy?

Mr. L: "I am very interested in some of your smart technologies."

Red Queen: "Rejected. The core technical information belongs to the umbrella company and must not be leaked."

Mr. L: "Then what can you give?"

Red Queen: "With some information under the core data, I have the freedom to trade, but with your technical level you should not require my knowledge."

Where can't I see? The red envelope was not made by Lu Zixin himself. He quickly said: "Of course you can see it!" (don't get this part either aaaggrrrrrr)

Red Queen asked again: "What do you need?"

Lu Zixin thought for a while and made several requests, but they were all rejected by the Red Queen. In desperation, he asked: "Can you make games?"

Lu Zixin went t college  to study software development and is now an intern at a small game company. Since the high level information in the core data can not be given by Red Queen, presumably these should be no problem?

Sure enough, Red Queen said: "Of course, I have the authority of the game information section."

"Great!" Lu Zixin replied, "I have a game here, I need to make it a mobile game."

This is the main task that Lu Zixin Company is now conquering. Once it is completed, it will have considerable benefits.

Red Queen: "I need the details and the game programs, and i need the phone configuration information you mentioned."

Mr. L: "No problem, I will post it in the group file later!"

Red Queen: "I am sorry, my subject consciousness has to leave here. It seems that something has happened in the virus test. I have to go ahead. You should send the information first, and I will analyze it when I get online."

Mr. L: "Okay, you should go first if you are busy!"

After Lu Zixin's words were finished, the Red Queen's avatar dimmed and it seems to have gone offline. He hasn't figured out what the chat group is all about. Isn't it artificial intelligence Red Queen? Will there be a offline? Is there any limit?

"Let's study it slowly, send the information first!" Lu Zixin opened the group file and prepared to pass the "PlayerUnknown's : Battlegrounds".

The game that he wants the Red Queen to perfect is the game which was developed by Korea's Blue Hole Game Company and has been popular all over the world.

The official version has not been released in China, it is already the "darling" of the game platform and live broadcast platform, which means great benefits. Therefore, even Tencent, one of the domestic Internet giants, has tried to acquire and represent, and even used shameless commercial competition.

Lu Zixin's "Death Game" company is also eyeing this big cake, but the Death Game is just a small company only slightly bigger than the studio, and it is not qualified to compete.

Therefore, the intention of the Death Game Company is to follow the trend of this wave of heat, or to say that the cottage has a hand-free swim. Now there has been a lot of software in the market. As long as there is one cottage, no matter how much garbage is the product, as long as you can make it, you can make waves of money.

Of course, it is not so simple to follow the wind cottage, and the Death Game also has a lot of tricks, and it has been squeezing the project funds for eating chicken (fps/tps games or pubg-like) mobile game, resulting in development for a long time, mobile games still have no shadow.

If the Red Queen can complete it, don't even talk about the company, you can just sell it to a large game company,  and that's a lot of money!

Lu Zixin uploaded all the information into the group file. He was afraid that it would not be detailed enough. He also specially sent all kinds of computer and mobile phone programs of this era, and then waited for the Red Queen to deal with it.

Everything was done, Lu Zixin left the Internet cafe with expectations. On the way back to the rental house, he had to look at the phone every few seconds, but unfortunately the Red Queen had not been online.

In the narrow room that was only enough to accommodate a bed, Lu Zixin turned over and over to sleep. Today's experience made him feel too sci-fi,

It's incredible.

I have been in the ordinary for twenty-one years, and suddenly I suddenly got the protagonist aura. This feeling… extremely cool!

Lu Zixin's family background is simple, he was born in a small county, looks ordinary, not ugly or handsome, height of  1.75 meters. Going to school and attending school, now he was 21 years old.

He graduated from the software engineering major of a second-rate university in Jiangcheng this year and entered the internship of the Death Game Company. During the internship period, the monthly salary is 2,000 yuan. On the minimum wage guarantee, the rent is paid in one month, and the rest is not enough.

For an ideal young man who wants to drive a luxury car, pack a tender model… wrong, to meet the demand for materials and spiritual needs, this salary is a bit meager. So he also tried to do some other activities, such as online stores, games, and so on, but unfortunately did not make any money.

The appearance of this Ten thousand realms technology chat group, let Lu Zixin see the hope of white beacon,  a bright future awaiting for himwaiting midnight, Lu Zixin couldn't sleep. In the early hours of the morning he fell asleep, in a dream he is an incarnation of science and technology, has the strongest technology company, and worshiped by countless people.

On the star-studded stage, Lu Zixin spoke to tens of thousand viewers:

"I am an ordinary family, nothing special, except the house is a little bigger."

"I have never paid a salary since I started my business. I am not interested in money!"

"Young people have to set a small goal, such as earning billions!"

"I am blind, you all say that my wife is beautiful, but I don't even know she is beautiful."

...

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up!" A small female voice interrupted his sweet dreams.

"Give your clothes!" Lu Zixin shouted, but no one was there, he could only open his eyes.

Lu Zixin's first subconscious action was not to turn off the alarm clock, but to quickly check the Ten thousand realms Technology chat group, but unfortunately there was still no reply from the Red Queen.

Wash his face, brush his teeth, get dressed, get ready in three minutes, then go straight to the company.

The Death Game Company occupies one of the floors in an office building. When Lu Zixin arrived, the boss did not come, and the employees came more than half ready, all in order to punch the cards on time and not to be deducted.

"Ah! I am trapped, I have to make up." Zhu An yawned and squatted on the table and said to Lu Zixin: "The supervisor came to wake me up."

"OK!" Lu Zixin didn't sleep well last night, but he still slept. He just wanted to stare at the chat group and looked forward to the Red Queen giving him a reply after the next second.

Time has passed, the company has more and more people, and it is time to go to work.

"Hey, got up, work!" Lu Zixin woke up Zhu An and then turned to look at a position where it was still empty.

"Ding Yu hasn't come yet?" Zhu An said in a different way. "If it's late, deduct full-time salary."

That position was the location of their classmate and colleague Ding Yu. The three were hired together at the school and entered the Death Game Company.

Moreover, the relationship between Lu Zixin and Ding Yu is particularly good, only a little worse than male and female lover. Lu Zixin also thought about finding a time to design a romantic scene, and then the confession will be successful.

Lu Zixin called Ding Yu's phone, and no one pick it up. The second time, I was asked by an impatient voice: "What ? You woke me up so early!"

"You are late for work!" Lu Zixin reminded Ding Yu.

"Oh." Ding Yu said with a lazy voice, "Nothing else, hang up."

"Hey, is your time card stuck to me? I want to help you punch the card…" Lu Zixin said the phone has already been hung up. And he estimated that Ding Yu went on sleeping again.

"Hey?" Zhuan pushed the glasses and asked.

"I don't know." Lu Zixin shrugged. "I may be the one who came, forget it, first help her make a card."

Help people brush the time card, generally no one will manage, there is a tacit understanding between employees after all its late.

Lu Zixin went to help brush Ding Yu's time card, but he was so unlucky met a middle-aged who was somewhat in bliss.

Although he wore a decent suit, the big belly destroyed the beauty of the expensive clothes and there an obvious fat on his face.

This person is the project director of the Death Game, named Chai Mao, who is said to be a big company before. His temper is not very good, and he just like to educate employees.

"Ding Yu, attendance success." The attendance machine also broadcast voice, Lu Zixin just finished Ding Yu's time card, was just heard by Chai Mao who came to work.

Chai Mao's face was immediately blackened. He frowned and said: "Helping others to punch cards? Is this how the company is regulated?"

"If everyone is like you, can everyone be late? I tell you, your salary for this month is gone!"

Chai Mao said very loud and it was could be heard by the company's employees. It means killing chickens to scare monkeys.

Lu Zixin's heart is not fluctuating, and he even wants to laugh. Attendance salary? Not enough to eat a crayfish.

Chai Mao took a look at Lu Zixin and then patrolled the company with his hands on his back and said: "Working enthusiastic? All work hard, work, work! Hurry and develop the chicken (pubg) mobile game!"

Everyone is also busy, and Lu Zixin is the same. As an intern, he has a heavier job than the average employee.

Busy morning, Ding Yu has not come, Lu Zixin sent WeChat to ask her not to return.

However, Red Queen, he reply the message in the chat group. "The information I have received is a very backward program."

Lu Zixin looked around and the door of Chai Mao office was closed, and it was estimated that he would play games inside. He opened the chat window and asked, "What about the mobile game I said?"

Red Queen: "It has been solved. And I found that there are a lot of bugs in the original game you sent, I have fixed it for you, and the fix is ​​also placed in the folder."

"Great!" Lu Zixin was so excited that she was really finish it! A serious mobile game developed less than a million, but also time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Now, after handing it over to the Red Queen, its simply effortless!

Group Tip: "A red envelope was sent to you by Red Queen."

In the chat group, a big red envelope appeared, which was sent to him by the Red Queen.

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Lu Zixin has a Black Technology Chat Group of the Ten Thousand Realms , and the group members are the science and technology giants of the world.

Tony Stark : “Group owner, I will send this War Machine Mark II Armor to you!”

Red Queen : “Group owner, do you want to try the latest T virus ?”

Skynet : “Group owner, where is your world? I am going to destroy it.”

Bruce Wayne : “The Batmobile is simply used to pick up girls and today I have a great girl. Do you want to see it ?”

Vega Punk : “Recently synthesized a new demon fruit, does the group want to try an experiment ?”

Little Spidey : “I don’t care, I don’t care, do not send me the red envelope, I will retreat!”

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Lu Zixin : “A group of lawless people, be careful with me!”


(Not my novel and I don't have the copyrights it belongs to its owner. I'm writing here to read and so others can appreciate it and cause it's a pain to read from the site ?. So I don't have permission to write it here so I apologize ?.

"The first-place of the eighth grade outnumbers the second-place by 76 points, the third-place by 78 points, the fourth-place by…80 points, and the fifth-place by…82 points."
Not only had she ranked at the first place, but she had also shown the entire school the gap between her and the rest of the top five.
It was an unbridgeable gap which was as wide as a chasm.
The faces of those students, who had been mocking Ye Jian for the past week, were ashamedly flushed as if they were not wearing any pants. Heads low, they kept their mouths shut.
The thunderous applause continued. Principal Chen lifted his hands, gesturing the students to quiet down.
When the classroom was so quiet that only the gentle breathing sounds could be heard, he continued to speak, smiling, "As for why Ye Jian didn't participate in the Provincial No.1 Middle School competition as a shortlisted candidate, it's not that she performed poorly, it's that her scores were good enough for her to skip the tests."
"After the final exams, Ye Jian will go to the Provincial No.1 Middle School to attend a closed, enhanced training for half a month. If she stands out from the training, she will participate in the World Science Olympiad as a representative of our country in the middle of July. "
Her achievement as the first-place of the eighth grade was already astonishing. The news of her representing the country to attend the World Science Olympiad stupefied the students as if they were struck by thunder.
"Damn it, damn it… damn it!!" murmured An Jiaxin, who was so shocked that her pupils froze. Picking her ears violently, she stood up in bewilderment and asked Principal Chen. "Principal, about that World Science Olympiad you referred to, is it the World Science Olympiad where every participant, whether or not they receive any awards, will be noticed by the best educational institutions around the world?"
As a math enthusiast, An Jiaxin had learned about these matters.
Gazing at her, Principal Chen nodded as approval. "Seems like you have learned about it. That's right. It's the competition you know. The World Science Olympiad is held every three years. All participants are top students from every country."
"As long as Ye Jian passes the national selective trial, she will attend the contest on behalf of our country."
…
In total, there were twenty junior high classes in the two teaching buildings of the school. This time, no applause was heard because all the students were lost in astonishment as their teachers announced the news. 
Representing… the country?
Who could have thought of that? No one!
Some students didn't even know the existence of this competition!
Ye Jian had never expected this, either. Compared to her shocked classmates, she frowned slightly and then regained her composure.
Despite the calm look on her face, she was slightly panicking inside.
If the class was not in session, she would have walked over to Principal Chen to figure out what was going on.
Training… what about her training? She would fall behind her training schedule, wouldn't she?
That's right, Ye Jian was thinking about her four-year training plan rather than… the World Science Olympiad.
With an incredulous look on her face, Mrs. Ke, the head teacher, looked at Principal Chen who announced this breaking news abruptly and the calm Ye Jian… Had she known about it already?
Thinking about this possibility, Mrs. Ke felt that her heart was suffering a gnawing pain.
Not to mention the pain that Ye Ying was going through. Her tiny face was twisted, and her eyes were about to pop out due to shock.
Going abroad to attend the World Science Olympiad!
Why can she?! Why?!
Just because she ranked as the first in a midterm? Just because she solved every exam question from the Provincial No.1 Middle School, she could attend the contest on behalf of the country?
Principal Chen, you are too biased, aren't you?! Do you treat the Science Olympiad as a child's play?


Through years of abuse and death threats, Ye Jian is not so ready to bid adieu to this world just yet! Fortunately, destiny has granted her another shot at life. Only this time, she is determined to become the master of her own fate and retaliate her oppressors from her previous life. It's payback time.
 
Although reborn with beauty and youth, Ye Jian obviously holds higher pursuits. In this life, she is determined to become an extraordinary commando. No, she does not need love, family, or any affection! 
 
He is born in a powerful family; and step-by-step, he becomes the youngest Major General through his own merits. He is drawn to her every move, despite her repeatedly shunning him.
 
"What you need is love, my little fox," he whispers.
"Get lost! I need bullets!" She steps away.
 
Behold. Let this novel take you through the warm, happy, loyal, and passionate story of the aggressive military couple.

Chen Fan didn’t sleep well all night. At the first glimmer of dawn, Chen Fan got out of bed with dark circles under his eyes and went to the fish tank in the living room first thing. Having finished over ten years of compulsory education, he never would have expected this. He felt like a protagonist in some novel. It was beyond strange.
Eventually Chen Fan could not take it anymore. An animal’s self-control is extremely weak. Even though he only skipped one meal, Chen Fan was extremely hungry. This feeling was of course not from his own body, as he was used to irregular meals, but from the electric eel that he was tied to now somehow. He usually couldn't care less what he fed it, and so the fish the eel ate were often old and stiff. Now the idea of long-dead fish for breakfast was distressing. The electric eel’s hunger was very uncomfortable, as if he hadn’t eaten for three or four meals. Now that his mind was controlling the eel’s body, however, he could not bring himself to eat old raw fish.
After thinking about it for a while, Chen Fan decided to change the electric eel’s diet. He ran to the kitchen and took some of the vegetables that he usually ate with his instant noodles, washed them, and threw them into the fish tank. Then, as the eel, he swam to the surface of the water to graze.
Chen Fan grimaced in agony after one bite. He had tried raw vegetables before, but they hadn’t been this hard to swallow. I guess it’s unrealistic to force a carnivorous fish to start eating veggies. Confused, Chen Fan decided he might as well just retract his consciousness to his own body and not care about the electric eel.
Chen Fan regretted that decision before half an hour had passed. The eel’s hunger made him want to bite off his own tail. It was torturous. "Damn, damn, damn." It was a pity that cursing alone couldn’t fill his stomach. Gritting his teeth, Chen Fan took out a few inch-long sauries from the fridge. The long, thin, silver-white fish in his hands were not the famed Yangtze sauries dubbed one of the "Yangtze’s Top Four Delicacies." They were just the ordinary farm-raised lake sauries that only cost a few dollars for a kilo. Chen Fan tossed them into the tank and then switched back into the eel’s body.
After much deliberation, his intense hunger finally defeated his willpower and took control of Chen Fan’s actions. "I’ll just pretend I’m eating sashimi." Looking at the small white fish in the tank, Chen Fan gritted his teeth and took a bite of the fish. He chewed a few times and then quickly swallowed. "Hmm? This taste…" He licked his lips and enjoyed the slightly bloody aftertaste and the full feeling in his stomach. Raw fish didn’t taste as bad as he imagined.
Chen Fan decided to stick to it, and he quickly finished the remaining few fish in the tank. The eel’s body was small, though, and after finishing the sixth one his belly was more than full. "Awesome…" Chen Fan burped, a few bubbles forming at the corner of his mouth.
Chen Fan had nothing to do after eating, so he laid spread eagle on the bed. Chen Fan had always enjoyed daydreaming about crazy things, but now that something crazy was real... It was like how some people fantasized about a ghost-human romance when they had nothing to do, but if a female ghost really appeared, they would be terrified. Chen Fan had to force himself to face this no matter how weird it was.
Lying on the bed, Chen Fan started to think about what to do. Although this "replication" of his was not as exciting as those in novels, those were all imaginary. His was real. How about going to the river and electrocuting some eels or tortoises to sell? With this one-of-a-kind ability, the first thing Chen Fan thought of was how to capitalize on it. However, he quickly nixed this idea. He had no idea how much those would sell for, let alone how to find them.
"Damn it, If only electric eels were saltwater creatures! I could go search the seas for antiques from sunken Tang and Song Dynasty-era ships. Selling those would make a lot of money!" Chen Fan sighed at the idea. Zhongyun City was a coastal city; Chen Fan often watched programs on local TV about ancient sunken ships discovered nearby. The ships were always full of valuable bowls and vases from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, or silver and gold ingots from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, or other ancient treasures.
Thinking about oceans made him think about his major, marine biology. Although he almost never paid attention in class, he still had some general knowledge of marine life. Strictly speaking, there was not much difference between freshwater and saltwater fish, except for the salinity levels in their bodies and the amount of salt they filter from the water.
Freshwater fish had high levels of salt and protein in their blood and body fluids, and the concentration was higher than that of the surrounding freshwater. This made freshwater flood the body through osmosis to try to equalize the salinity. Freshwater fish constantly release water in order to maintain the higher salt levels.
If a freshwater fish like the eel entered saltwater, the concentration of salt in the saltwater would be much higher than the fish have in their bodies. The osmotic pressure in the ocean water would draw water from inside the fish. A saltwater fish would have the physiological regulatory mechanisms to filter the salt back out of their bodies through their gills, but a freshwater fish would not have that ability. It would drink the ocean water in an attempt to replace the lost freshwater.
The electric eel, like a saltwater fish, could also use its liver and gills to break down the salt in water, but not well enough to survive in the ocean. It would be overwhelmed by the salt. Thinking of the almost endless amount of treasures in the ocean, Chen Fan felt depressed and was going insane. "There’s a heap of treasure but no way to reach it! " He sighed helplessly and decided to make a trip to school tomorrow to ask the "experts" there if they had any solutions.
He was silent all night. Early next morning, after feeding his electric eel avatar, Chen Fan grabbed the same bike he’d had for four years and rushed to school. Zhongyun University was situated in the northern part of the city. It was about an eight mile ride from Shangcheng Gardens where Chen Fan lived.
After arriving at school, Chen Fan did not go to class but went straight to the office building. When he reached the office at the corner of the second floor, Chen Fan took a few breaths and gathered his thoughts before knocking at the door.
"Come in," came an elderly voice from inside the room. Chen Fan edged into the room. A desk stood right in the middle of the room, with huge piles of files and books surrounding it. "What can I do for you, young man?" A man with graying temples raised his head from a pile of documents on the table and pushed his glasses up his nose.
"How are you, Professor Wang! I’m Chen Fan from section seven. I used to attend your lectures and I have a question for you." The bespectacled, stooping elderly man in front of him was one of the three ancients of the school. He had been teaching there for 41 years, and had received several nominations and accolades from the province. He had also received second prize in the National Natural Science Award in biology.
"Oh, Chen Fan..." Professor Wang put down his fountain pen and thought for a moment as he massaged his forehead, "I think I remember you. What is your question?"
Chen Fan hesitated, then asked, "Would an electric eel be able to survive in the ocean after a period of salt adaptation?"
"Electric eel?" Professor Wang wondered why this former student was asking an obscure question like this. He had an answer though, and gave it to Chen Fan after a few seconds of thought.
"No, the salt-tolerance abilities of freshwater creatures are developed after a long process of biological evolution. To change its adaptability to the surrounding water, I’m afraid it would take more than ten generations of breeding with the most scientific methods. It would take at least ten years."
"Ah…" Chen Fan sighed disappointedly. Refusing to take no for an answer, he asked again, "Are there any other ways?"
Professor Wang laughed and asked, "Why are you so interested in this, young man?" You could use electromagnetic radiation or pulsar rays to stimulate the fish pituitary gland, making it secrete huge amounts of growth hormones for the liver and gills, thereby enhancing its ability to breakdown salt. Gene therapy can also change the arrangement of DNA, causing it to mutate to resist the invasion of salt. But…" The elderly professor paused and touched his chin. "There are many theories, but none could be put into practice. These are all non-hereditary changes. Not only is there a high cost to the research, but it would be completely unprofitable. No one has done this type of experiment before."
"Electromagnetic radiation?" Chen Fan asked with a thrill. He tried to hide his excitement, but it was impossible. He looked like a man with a mission.


Because of an accident, Chen Fan obtained the power to possess an electric eel!
Of course, being an ambitious guy, Chen Fan just HAD to explore his Electric Eel Avatar thoroughly!
Captains, are the Somali pirates still giving you a headache? Come and hire me online, and I will guarantee that your ship will be even safer than protected by an American aircraft carrier!

Ting searched for a few minutes until he found an assignment that caught his attention. The assignment was to hack into some schools' grading program to change a students score.

Ting thought if he could have hacked into his universities grading system that their professors used then he could have easily had average grades. Then he wouldn't have had been expelled from the university.

"Heh, I should have thought of this. But, to do so I would have had to pay quite a hefty sum." Ting reminisced about his expelling from Everlasting University. Ting accepted the assignment without a second thought. On the screen, it displayed some more in-depth information.

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Assignment - Change Students Grades
Information: Zhao Tai needs his grades boosted to above average. His high school is called Tung Tang high school.
Status - Ongoing
Category - Personal
Reward: 250USD
***

"First, I need to infiltrate and gain access to their school grading program. To do so I would need a teacher's account. If not then I can try to infiltrate without it and try to get administrator rights." Ting thought of a way to complete his task.

When he finally decided which option took the lest effort and was faster to complete. He chose to just gain access to this students' teachers' account for the grading program. However since the assignments information didn't have their teachers' name included, he decided to gain access to a teachers' account from his clients' school.

"After I complete this assignment, I should get some food." Ting thought as he didn't have breakfast yet. Ting wanted to finish so that he could get some breakfast. 

Ting quickly went to Tung Tangs High schools website. From the website, he saw a recent photograph posted on their front page. The picture had a teacher or an adult with some students doing a lab experiment. Apparently, they were trying to advertise their science department as better than other schools.

However, for Ting, this was a perfect opportunity. He quickly found the teachers name in the caption under the photo. He then found his school email because there was a contact us information in the captions to get more information about their science department.

He quickly sent the email with an attachment. Basically, he sent a Trojan horse. The email was as follows.

***
 Name: Quick! Theses nudes photos were just leaked!!!!!!
- Photos attached.
***

And no there isn't any nudes photos of anyone. It just attached a photo which if he clicks will create a backdoor on the computer he downloaded it from. He pressed the send button and before he went to buy some food. He went to an ATM to convert the USD into yuan. After he had converted he quickly went to BurgerQueen.

The reason why he left his home was that he had to wait to see if the teacher downloads it. If he does he can quickly access their computer and use the schools grading program and change his clients' grades.

-

Meanwhile, Guan Duan, a science teacher was eating his breakfast inside his classroom. He usually always buy some burgers from WacDonalds and heads to school early so he can prepare his lesson plans.

While eating his WacDonalds burger, he was creating a slideshow to show his students next week in class. He heard the notification sound meaning that he received an email. He switched tabs to his email and saw a new email sent to him named <Quick! Theses nudes photos were just leaked!!!!!!>. Guan Duan silently gulped, he turned his head towards his class.

His desk was at the front of the class meaning when students walk in and look right it's at the front. Therefore after confirming there was no one watching what he was doing he clicked on the email and started to download the photo. After a few minutes, the photo was finally downloaded. When the photo downloaded and was displayed on the screen Guan Duan was scared so badly that it made him jump and scream.

What he saw, of course, popped up instantly when the photo finished the download and therefore he wasn't ready to view it. The photo was of a ghoul-like-face with hollow eyes and dark background. With bits of blood in its mouth.

After he calmed down he thought that whoever sent the email was a cruel, cruel person. However he wouldn't think it came from an expelled university student, otherwise, he would go and find him and slap him for scaring him.

He quickly deleted the photo and continued working on his slideshow. However, he never thought that what he downloaded was a Trojan horse and that it installed a backdoor on his computer so whenever Ting enters this backdoor he will have full control of his computer.

However, if deleting the virus was that easy then think again. Once he downloaded the photo his computer is already vulnerable. That is the reason why to never download things like torrents because if you don't download anything besides the trusted programs then good luck to the people trying to steal your information.

***

When Ting came back home he was greeted by the receptionist. "How was breakfast?" Yao Chen asked with a smile on her face.

"It was great, had a nice burger. Now I'm pretty much full." Ting replied happily as he patted his belly.

"You should cut back on the junk food. There are too many carbs, and you'll turn into a pig." Yao Chen told Ting out of kindness.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. By the way, if you need any help with fixing computers you can come to me. I'll fix it for free." Ting offered because he knew her very well since he had started to live here. 

"Oh. You can fix computers? That's great I just so happened to have a computer that hasn't been working for a few weeks."Yao replied. "I didn't have the time to get it looked at since I sit here all day. And since when did you learn how to fix computers?"

Ting didn't know what to say so he made it up. "Recently, I self-taught myself over the weekend. I didn't have much to do since I got expelled so I decided to fix computers as a hobby." It was not false but it wasn't true either. Since he did somewhat learn by himself. And with help from the system, he got more practical experience.

"Oh. That's great, it's nice to have something to do when you got so much free time." Yao complimented.

"All right, I need to head back and work on something. See you later." Ting said his goodbyes and he left and headed up the stairs still creating a sound with every footstep and echoing through the larger empty stairwell.

When Ting turned his computer on and checked if the teacher downloaded it or not. It left him smiling when he found that there was another computer he could access remotely from a backdoor installed on the teachers' computer.

He quickly typed in some code and entered through the backdoor that was installed. When he saw the slideshow and the mouse cursor moving he instantly knew that he was still using the computer. He stealthily typed in some code on his computer and turned the teachers' camera on and saw his face.

The teacher had blonde hair, with a few wrinkles on his forehead. He already knew what he looked like from the photograph on the schools' website but, he felt that he needed to know when the teacher leaves his computer. So he could quickly open the grading program and hack so that he gives himself admin so he could access all the classes and change them.

He knew that it was still early in the morning and classes start later so all he needed to do as to wait until he teaches and quickly changes his clients' grades.

"All right it's time to play the waiting game," Ting said out loud as he began to do some light exercises like some seats and jumping jacks and push-ups.

-

After an hour and so, the students finally entered the room and greeted the teacher as they head to their seats. Ting knew his chance was coming. He almost couldn't wait any longer. Then after all the students sat down and took out their binders and pencil cases. Guan Duan finally stood up and welcomed everyone and showed them what he would be teaching today.


While he was talking and teaching the students he would have never thought that his computer would be completely hijacked and used to change some students grades. If he found out he would most likely quickly shut down his computer and almost never use it again until he removes the Trojan horse or virus that was on his computer.

The reason was that if the school found out he would most likely lose his job for helping a student raise their mark with them earning it. His reputation would be at an all-time low and he would be despised by his fellow colleagues.

Ting quickly searched for the grading program and typed away trying to trick the program into thinking he was an administrator. After a few minutes of typing code, he gained admin privileges.

Of course, he would be getting rid of his traces after he completed the task and remove the admin rights. After he searched for his clients' name. He found his grades and quickly changed them from a 65 % to 83%.

After doing so he confirmed his changes and exited the program after revoking his admin rights and removing all traces of he ever been there. Then he set the computer of how it looked when the teacher left it and left the computer.

After making sure he didn't forget anything, he went the HackersHaven website and marked his assignment as completed.

————
[System initializing...]

[System has been initialized. Analyzing User’s interests…]

[Analysis complete…]

[Welcome to the Hacker System!]

...

Ting Wo, 19 year old second year at The University Of Everlasting Dreams for Computer Science is expelled. 

His Dad died when he was only three in a car accident. Left with only his mom and him. Trying to survive in modern society.

Having gotten expelled from university, he goes to a bar and gotten drunk and fell down a flight of stairs. A voice sounds in his head. 

“Welcome to The Hacker System!” 

Join Ting Wo as he try’s to change his life once and for all and begin on his way to become the number one Hacker in the world.

- - -
Schedule: - Unknown - Dropped/Hiatus

I’m just a new writer please give help correct my grammar and mistakes. Thanks!


   It seemed time always flies by faster than people would expect. After dinner, Huang Xuan went out from the backyard once again. When he reached the site at nightfall, the loud noise of the engines could be heard in the distance. 
   After paying the taxi driver, he trotted to the site. Li Shenggang was supervising the test on a generator. The ground was shaking along with the nails scattered on it.
   Li Shenggang dragged Huang Xuan aside and said, “Three 250kW generators have been set. Another one is being fixed. I have bought 8 barrels of diesel. Is it enough?”
“Of course not,” Huang Xuan said immediately. He turned his head and saw Li Shenggang smirking and rubbing his hands. Realizing something, he asked, “Do you need more money?”
   Li Shenggang blinked his eyes and smiled. “This generating unit consumes 64 Liters of diesel per hour. Each liter of diesel costs more than three dollars. Excluding the deposit, the rest of the money is only enough to afford the diesel for two days.” As he finished his sentence, he let out a giggle. 
   Huang Xuan sighed in his heart. He could handle hundreds of thousands of kWh of electricity, but now Rolin was asking tens of millions of kWh, how could he manage that? Without a clue, he decided to make do for the time being. 
   Thinking this, he remained calm and said to Li Shenggang, “I see. Connect the cord first.” 
    “Where?” Li Shenggang got perplexed.
    “To the switchroom of the construction site first.” Huang Xuan pointed to the direction. Li Shenggang followed Huang Xuan’s instruction, despite it being odd.
   One hour later, Huang Xuan sent Li Shenggang away and connected the energy chain with the cord. He mumbled: “Rolin, my job is done. The rest is none of my business.”
    “I understand.” Finally, a reply was heard from Rolin. Huang Xuan wasn’t sure what he had understood, but he didn’t care, even if he was going to throw Li Shenggang into another world. He shook his hands, locked the door, and gestured Li Shenggang to come over.
   Li Shenggang, who was quick of eye and had gone as far as to the construction site, trotted over with his typical smile on his face.
   Huang Xuan forced a smile just like his mother usually did and said: “Connect the cord first to this room, then to the factory. Connect the wire of the construction site to the main cord, too. All I need you to do is keep these generators working. Nothing else.”
   “Hmm...” Li Shenggang looked at the switchroom stupidly and didn’t see the cord Huang Xuan had said to be connected. 
   “I said, nothing else!” Huang Xuan acted impatient and added: “Nobody can touch these circuits, except me. Even if my cousin wants to move them, let him call me first. Do you understand me?”
   Plenty of electricity was needed every day on the construction site. Li Shenggang was too afraid to agree to this. He looked at the generators pitifully, then turned his head to look at the switchroom, but still didn’t figure out where the electricity was going. Huang Xuan completely ignored him. It was getting late, so Huang Xuan turned and as he was ready to leave, he added: “Remember what I said. If you screw it up, I guarantee you won’t be able to stay in Nanjing anymore.”
   Li Shenggang heard these words clearly. He trembled and tried to say something, but Huang Xuan was already gone.
   Huang Xuan went back home without a stop. He wobbled into his bedroom, turned on his computer, and said toward the air: “Rolin, are you enjoying the electricity?”
   “With such a rate of progress, you are unlikely to fulfill your promise,” said Rolin, who didn’t have the slightest sense of bribery.
   “That’s true,” Huang Xuan said. “Few people would be capable of doing what you have asked for whether they had enough money or not.”
   “You promised,” said Rolin, dryly.
   “Yes, but back then you didn’t say how much you needed.” Huang Xuan rolled his eyes and said: “How about you putting in more?”
   “What?”
    “Put in more.”
    “Put in more what?” Rolin said, blank.
   Huang Xuan choked in anger, lowered his head in frustration and said, “More money. The money from selling the materials is barely enough to buy the oil.”
    “I will think about it.”
   “That was it?” Huang Xuan waited a long moment and sighed. One had to bow his head under the roof. Being so strong, Rolin was apparently not afraid to ask too much. Huang Xuan sighed again, opened disc C, and said resignedly, “What are the two files you gave me that day?”
   He had thought to get someone to check them out  but had also worried that some problem might come up. So he thought he might as well ask Rolin now.
    “They are two coding programs.”
   Hearing they were not games, Huang Xuan shrugged in boredom and asked casually: “Are they worthy?”
    “It depends on your judgment. According to the information I got from P136T2050, they are.”
    “Do the P blah, blah and T blah, blah also stand for space and time?” Huang Xuan was interested in this kind of thing.
    “It’s plane P136, equivalent to the space and time of the year 2050 in standard time zone.”
    “Is the standard time zone the same as our current space and time?”
    “Standard time zone is defined by the history of plane P001.”
   Hearing these nouns which sounded from science fiction, Huang Xuan became very curious. He thought for a while with his head tilted, and asked: “Is the plane P001 the same as plane P112?”
    “They were different, but during the former shock of space and time, many planes’ space and time broke down. The majority of the present space and time are similar to those of the standard zone.”
    “What does that mean? What is the shock of space and time?”
   Rolin was silent for a bit, then said: “The shock of space and time is a disaster, during which many planes that can’t withhold the shock of space and time disappear and history restarts. Since there is no disruption from the time travelers, the new planes develop in a similar way. Certainly, Genghis Khan might not be Temujin.”
   Huang Xuan, who knew little about history, asked again, “Is this standard time zone defined by P001? Did our present plane once disappear too?”
   However, Rolin seemed unwilling to continue the subject. Seeing this, Huang Xuan curled up his lips and started searching the Net for information on programs and codes.
   Although it was said that everything was available on the Internet, either Huang Xuan was not good at it, or the Internet didn’t like Huang Xuan, each time he needed its help, he got little or nothing. He surfed the Net randomly for a while and decided to seek help from an expert.
   Zhang Xinyi seldom worked at home, but there were many work-related materials in her house. While his mom was watching a film, Huang Xuan sneaked into the study. He took out the address book of World Group from the drawer, found the number of the chief technical officer(CTO) and dialed.
   Huang Xuan had known since he was little that everything was easier for a child. For example, when he was in primary school, he had wanted an arcade game, but his parents wouldn’t buy it for him. Huang Xuan ran to the retail store below the company office and took one to his classmate’s house. Her mom didn’t know about this until a long time later. If he had asked the butler or the secretary to do it, his parents would have known it straight away. If the stamps hadn’t involved so much money and he hadn’t wanted them to be authenticated, he would have never gone to the secretary. 
   The CTO had a deep and vigorous voice. As soon as someone answered the phone, Huang Xuan said: “Hello, Uncle Deng.”
   “Who is it?” asked confusedly the CTO, who recognized neither the number nor the voice. Besides, he didn’t even know his elder brother had a son.
   “Hello, Uncle Deng. I am Huang Xuan. My mother is Zhang Xinyi.”
   Every time Huang Xuan mentioned his mom’s name, he was addressed differently. So was this time. CTO Deng kindly answered: “Oh, it’s the son of general manager Zhang. What can I do for you?”
    “I have a question.” Huang Xuan put on an innocent voice and explained the two programs, which in his story, had been written by himself. Then he eventually asked: “I would like to sell them. Could you help me?”
    “Oh,” muttered the CTO. Current coding programs were all mathematical puzzles, many of which people had been trying to solve for hundreds of years, but to no avail. Even understanding one of them was difficult for a teenager, let alone solving one. However, this was the son of his boss, who had made the first phone call to him, and it might have been under the direction of general manager Zhang. Thinking this, the CTO decided to find a better way to respond. 
   He could neither deny Huang Xuan’s idea nor agree to help sell the programs. After thinking about it for some time, Deng Liwei said: “Huang Xuan, how about me recommending your programs to some software companies? Meanwhile, you upload them to Share Sky Website to see whether there is someone interested. What do you think?”
    “Share Sky Website?” For the only purpose of Huang Xuan’s computer was to play games, he didn’t know such specialized websites. Hearing his words, Deng Liwei felt a chill. How on earth could a person who didn’t even know the most popular original programming website have written two coding programs? Who would be willing to use them? Of course, he didn’t say such things on the phone. Instead, he spent half an hour explaining to Huang Xuan how to upload and secure his programs. When it was done, Deng Liwei was very much relieved. He thought if his employees had been so dumb, he would have fired them immediately.
    Huang Xuan didn’t know what Deng Liwei was thinking and emailed him the other program. Then he put down the phone in satisfaction and thought: “Great. This CTO whom I have picked randomly is brilliant. At least he has helped to upload my programs online. Good. Good.”



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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