I create a thing or something i don't remember anymore and i got to know i was getting Noble Award for that my old heart couldn't handle it and i die.
Now i am in cultivation and i discovered new element it is called Qi or Magic energy but i does not get award for this discovery because i am in different world.
See my journey to top of world and going back to the Earth to get Noble Award and money prize.

"Perfect!"
Ye Wanwan was beaming as she gave Seven Star a hand from his position lying on the ground. 
Seven Star's acting was absolutely satisfactory. It surpassed Luo Chen's, let alone Gong Xu's. What was more frightening was that this was Seven Star's first time acting. 
"As long as you're satisfied, Sis Feng," Seven Star said with a nod. 
Ye Wanwan stared at him pensively. His looks were coldly handsome, he was fairly young, his acting was good, and his martial arts skills were a giant thumbs up too… 
If she brought Seven Star to China and introduced him to the entertainment industry there, taking on the role of his manager… 
He would absolutely become a money-making tree!
If she was the one to package and mold Seven Star, he would definitely become an international superstar!
"Seven Star, is this really your first time acting?" Ye Wanwan asked him doubtfully. 
"Yes," Seven Star replied. "There's nearly no situation that requires acting here."
Just as Ye Wanwan wanted to say something else, Big Dipper eagerly ran over to them and giggled. "Sis Feng, what's there to praise about such crude acting skills? I can also act like that if you let me…"
Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper and could only force herself to act out her scene with him. 
Big Dipper's acting this time was a tinge better than earlier. Ye Wanwan didn't want to continue wasting time, and the video shouldn't have any problems after some post-production editing. 
After recording the videos, a young member of the Fearless Alliance came running over. 
"President!" The Fearless Alliance member ingratiatingly looked at Ye Wanwan and carefully said, "President, First Elder told me to come here to inform you that the matter you requested produced a result and he wanted you to go back and take a look immediately…"
"What's the result?" Ye Wanwan asked him curiously. 
"Um… this subordinate doesn't know. First Elder didn't tell this subordinate," the Fearless Alliance member answered. 
"Let's go. We'll head back now," Ye Wanwan said to Seven Star and Big Dipper. 
…
Soon, Ye Wanwan returned to the Fearless Alliance. 
First Elder placidly entered the office with a report in hand and stopped in front of Ye Wanwan's desk. 
"What's the test result?" Ye Wanwan asked First Elder. 
In truth, this test was ordered impulsively by Ye Wanwan. She didn't really think she could be Worriless Nie since it was seriously too much of a stretch. 
"President, the results are out. Take a look for yourself," First Elder said to Ye Wanwan with a smile as he gently placed the report on the desk. 
Ye Wanwan: "…" Didn't I say I couldn't understand the result at all last time…?
"I can't read the contents. Tell me directly." Ye Wanwan had no choice but to be frank. 
"President, according to the final results of the test, at least 99% of the DNA matches," First Elder quietly explained to her. 
Ye Wanwan was taken aback. At least 99% of the DNA matches… First Elder is saying… 
"The scientific explanation for this is that there is a positive blood relationship," First Elder added. 
Ye Wanwan felt like a volcano erupted in her head and her mind turned blank. 
The load of information this time was truly too much and was more shocking than the result from last time that said the current Worriless Nie was an impersonator. Ye Wanwan found herself unable to accept it. 
Upon seeing Ye Wanwan in a daze, First Elder furrowed his brows and looked at her with worry. "President… are you okay?" 


“How perverted is Si Ye Han's taste? He still wants me like this?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror: explosive wig, tattoos, and demon-like makeup. Any normal person’s eyes would burn if they looked at her for more than a second.
Before her rebirth, she was in love with a different guy, so all she wanted to do was escape from Si Ye Han and hated him to his core after being locked up by him. 
After her rebirth, she looked differently at him, thinking that maybe he changed for the better?
In the past, her mind was muddled. She let go of a stunning husband, was hurt by a scumbag and backstabber and most of all, was brainwashed by her most trusted friend. In the end, she was utterly alone.
In her current lifetime, there are evil people scheming and eagerly waiting for her downfall. Sorry, but this girl won’t fall for the same tricks twice! 

"Next up on the news, in England, the Debye AB Bio-Technology Company announced last week that they made a major breakthrough in gene-editing technology. They have developed a blood plasma for human genes that can induce evolution. Currently, they are experimenting with clinical trials, which is causing an uproar around the world. Two volunteers already tested out the first live injections yesterday. The pair remain in good condition, and have not experienced any side effects," the news anchor reported.
"This morning, following the AB Bio-Technology Company's successful experiment, they have announced that the time has come for human beings to enter a new era. This major breakthrough in gene technology has made most human diseases theoretically treatable. But, while some are cheering for this new and promised longevity, many more scientists worry that this technology will bring calamity to humanity, along with its benefits."
Lu Zhiyu was lying on the sofa next to the window with a cup of coffee. He looked at the beach outside. In the distance, he could see the endless ocean. He was at Byrne Island in the South Pacific. From time to time, the sound of planes would buzz overhead, as they landed at the airport in the middle of the island.
An unbelievable amount of materials and personnel were being transported to the islands. There was also an incredible number of robots that were working on the islands, constantly transporting the new materials, as well as ferrying about people underground. Currently, people could only enter the island, but couldn't leave. This was in order to maintain top level secrecy, as no one else knew about the events that were happening on these islands hidden in the South Pacific!
Lu Zhiyu was drinking coffee while he looked at the newspaper. The newspaper had an exaggerated headline, "In this new era of longevity, our expected lifespan will reach two hundred years!"
He picked up another newspaper. It featured a picture of the spokesperson of the Debye AB Group, who was quoted as saying, "We are not only breaking through the secrets of life, but we are also investing in space exploration and space technology. In the future, AB Technology Ltd. will be at the forefront of human progress, as we lead the world into a new, interstellar era."
Lu Zhiyu put the newspaper down. How Nicholas Debye was using publicity to increase his power and expand his influence was of no interest to him. The blood plasma solution that Nicholas had named "Embrace" could only be tailored to specific people right now anyway.
Only Lu Zhiyu could manufacture it. So far, Nicholas Debye had only injected it. Even the Prototype 01 solution that could give subjects a two hundred year life span was still not ready for mass-production.
The Prototype 01 evolution blood plasma was a product that was prepared exclusively for the rich and famous. Ordinary people could not afford that sort of luxury. To Lu Zhiyu, this product was not just some so-called herald of a new golden era. On the contrary, he believed that this product would only solidify the existing human hierarchies and form a wider gap between ordinary people and those in power.
The Vatican Clan and Nicholas Debye were using the technology that they had acquired to rapidly expand their power base. They had even gotten the support of the reigning political parties of several countries.
After all, the the promise of longevity and healthy bodies was irresistible for powerful men, who were facing death and disease. Thus, they did not hesitate to meet Nicholas Debye's conditions and requirements, just to get a place on the list of recipients.
Under Nicholas Debye's ambitious direction, the Vatican Clan continued to expand. They began to construct a technological empire of legends. From bioengineering and blood plasma research to other fields, they began to dominate the market by creating monopolies. They were even stepping into the fields of human space exploration and aviation technology.
Lu Zhiyu's AB Technology Co. Ltd. was funded by these donors. The Vatican Clan provided whatever Lu Zhiyu wanted, as well as supplied an unimaginable selection of talent and resources.
They also had partial ownership of the AB Technology Co., Ltd. via stock shares, as well as access to the company's technology, which, in Nicholas Debye's view, was a great bargain. But, no one knew that Lu Zhiyu basically had no technology to speak of.
More and more, Lu Zhiyu began to feel that the Earth wasn't an attractive place for him anymore. The vast infinities of the universe were the real future.
Lu Zhiyu was itching to build a starship that would, at the very least, be able to travel within the solar system. That exploration would fulfill some of his initial goals, but so far, it seemed that Lu Zhiyu's plan had been far too optimistic.
After all, space technology was a complex and multidisciplinary endeavor. It involved basic science, applied science, and engineering. It was not a unilateral technical field.
As such, in order to create a starship that could be used for travel through interstellar dimensions, calculations in computer technology, thermodynamics, mechanics and materials science, as well as a series of other technologies, were essential.
Due to this, some smaller countries did not even have the qualifications to dream of such research, as this sort of research required both money and a large pool of scientific talents, as well as knowledgeable experts and a powerful industrial base.
The manufacture of an engine alone involved scientific theory that was complicated enough to make people dizzy. So far, even with the most advanced engine and taking the best route, it would still take more than six months to reach Mars from Earth. Traveling out of the solar system was still impossible.
Lu Zhiyu wanted to complete his own plan to build a starship. In order to do so, he needed a large number of talented researchers to help him.
These talents were each unique leaders within their fields. Many of them were regarded as national treasures, with their movements being closely monitored. As such, Lu Zhiyu had to get the Vatican Clan to locate them and snatch them away discreetly.
Lu Zhiyu stood up and pressed a glass door open to reveal an elevator. Lu Zhiyu entered through the door, then went dozens of meters underground before swerving to the left. Finally, after descending a few hundred meters more, the elevator stopped.
He was in what appeared to be a huge underground cavity. It seemed like it was a location that was straight out of a science fiction novel! A large number of robots and automatic vehicles were moving back and forth inside it, and fluorescent panels, which were placed overhead, gave the entire underground space a white tint.
Within the underground base were various buildings, spacious roads, and several specialized structures. The entire underground base was built according to the specifications of the professionals. As such, it had countless experimental spaces, all of which only had one purpose: to design and manufacture a spacecraft that could travel throughout the universe!


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


Old Chief Physician Pan and Tang Xiu had just arrived outside the operating theater, but before she could inform her family members, the doors of the operating theater flung open and a stretcher trolley was wheeled out from inside.
Tang Xiu was stunned. There was no white sheet on it.
Her father's greyish-white hair accentuated his ashen-grey complexion, which made him look like he had met his end.
On the stretcher trolley sat a girl in a blue surgical gown. Her posture was particularly awkward as she repeatedly squeezed the self-inflating bag to provide positive pressure ventilation.
The medical field was alien to Tang Xiu, but a knowledgeable person like her vaguely knew that the self-inflating bag was a type of artificial ventilation, a method to deliver oxygen to her father.
Sorrow instantly consumed her heart.
Tears started pouring from her eyes in a seemingly endless flow.
'He is dead… The surgery failed…' Countless negative thoughts popped into her mind.
A chill went down her spine. The world turned into a blur.
Tang Xiu held onto the stretcher trolley and cried.
It was a silent wail.
However, everyone on the scene could detect the grief and pain in her broken heart.
Chu Yanran sat curled up atop one corner of the stretcher trolley and attentively compressed the self-inflating bag, with Su Yun pushing it in the back and Zheng Ren controlling its direction in the front.
Like a driver slamming on the car brake, Tang Xiu slowed the stretcher trolley down and Chu Yanran nearly fell down. 
Zheng Ren, who was standing lateral to the head end of the trolley, quickly supported Chu Yanran and rebuked angrily. "Who the hell are you?!"
Old Chief Physician Pan quickly pulled Tang Xiu away and said seriously, "Don't interfere with the rescue. He isn't dead."
Not dead? She failed to understand this simple phrase even when she was pulled away by Old Chief Physician Pan.
Her mind had gone blank in this instant
It seemed to be good news or probably a deliberate act of consolation from the doctor, but she could not contain her overwhelming grief and continued to cry silently.
"The patient's family member," replied Old Chief Physician Pan to Zheng Ren.
"Are you alright?" asked Zheng Ren out of concern, relieved only after Chu Yanran shook her head and narrowed her eyes as if smiling at him.
The stretcher trolley was pushed into the hospital bed elevator once the doors slid open.
"Chief Physician Pan, ask her to wait for me here. I'll speak with her after sending the patient to the ICU." Zheng Ren's voice traveled across the slowly closing elevator doors.
Old Chief Physician Pan had seen numerous joy and sorrow throughout his life, so naturally, Tang Xiu's dejection was within his expectations.
However, he made no attempt to console the woman. After all, any words of comfort would be pointless when she was emotionally unstable right now.
More importantly, how should he comfort her when he had no clue if the surgery had been successful? It was better to steer clear of careless statements and irresponsible remarks in the medical field.
The muffled sobs coupled with the howling wind outside the window created a ghastly atmosphere in the spacious but empty hall outside the operating theater on the third floor.
Even so, Old Chief Physician Pan, a war veteran, remained unbothered about it.
A strong yang energy could drive all evil spirits away.
He recalled the moment just now and attentively searched for details. Judging from Zheng Ren's expression and manner, the surgery should have been successful.
This chief resident was really good.
The emergency department had received three to five similar cases this month, and each of them had been successfully treated.
This time, there should be no problem as well.
Old Chief Physician Pan was slowly pacing in the hall with his hands on his back, wondering if he had missed any details during the surgery explanation just now.
It was inexcusable to be a hindrance to Zheng Ren, a competent man.
More than ten minutes later, Zheng Ren walked up via the fire escape with Chu Yanran trailing behind him. Su Yun was nowhere to be seen.
"Zheng Ren, you've returned." Old Chief Physician Pan made a gesture in the meantime.
Zheng Ren acknowledged the hint, nodded and whispered, "Very successful."
Finally, it took the weight off his mind.
Tang Xiu assumed a fetal position on the ground with her shoulders trembling with every sob.
"Are you the patient's family member?" Zheng Ren stood in front of her and asked.
Tang Xiu did not seem to hear him at all and continued sobbing on the ground.
Zheng Ren asked a few more times, but Tang Xiu remained unresponsive as if her brain had been fried. Left with no choice, he took out his phone. "Are you busy?
"Come to the operating theater.
"Yes, a family member is too deeply in grief for communication.
"Yes, that's right. Once you arrive, I'll sort out the angiographic footage. The surgery is a success, don't worry."
Zheng Ren hung up and said to Old Chief Physician Pan, "Let Chang Yue communicate with her."
Old Chief Physician Pan, who was fully aware of Chang Yue's superb communication skills, knew that Zheng Ren's arrangement was logical and did not mind about his personal decision making as well. Then, he asked with a smile, "How did you do the surgery?"
Zheng Ren patted Chu Yanran's shoulder and gestured to her to leave first while they waited for Chang Yue's arrival. After that, he replied calmly, "He has a traumatic rupture of hepatic hemangioma. I've injected an embolization coil after locating the bleeding artery."
"So simple?"
"This is more complicated," Zheng Ren explained, "The artery is relatively thick, and its lumen couldn't be fully closed with an embolization coil alone, so I've used four absorbable gelatin sponges to complete the task."
Zheng Ren's explanation sounded dull and uninteresting, but Old Chief Physician Pan could imagine the intense tension and prudence he must have experienced while performing the surgery against the clock.
"How is the patient now?" asked Old Chief Physician Pan.
"His systolic pressure has reached 80mmHg and diastolic pressure was detectable upon his arrival at the ICU. His heart rate has reduced as well, so I think the hemorrhagic shock should have been controlled by now," Zheng Ren reported, "I'm still worried, so I've asked Su Yun to take care of him for the time being. If everything goes well, he can be extubated tomorrow and discharged from the ICU."
"Good." Contented, Old Chief Physician Pan gave Zheng Ren a kind and proud gaze.
They chatted for a while and finally saw Chang Yue walking at full speed.
After assigning the task to Chang Yue, Zheng Ren and Old Chief Physician Pan entered the operating theater.
In the operator's console room, Zheng Ren explained the surgical process to Old Chief Physician Pan while editing the angiographic footage.
Old Chief Physician Pan's thirst for knowledge greatly surprised Zheng Ren.
He was almost seventy years old. Even though he was still physically strong with a flawless eyesight and hearing, and walked like the wind as well, it was impossible for him to involve himself in interventional radiology.
There was no way he could perform interventional radiology-assisted surgery in his lifetime.
In that case, was there any point in him learning interventional radiology? Zheng Ren had no idea and was too lazy to think about it. Perhaps the old man was curious, or maybe he wanted to master a new clinical skill that could come in handy when dealing with certain emergency situations.
Regardless of what Old Chief Physician Pan had in mind, Zheng Ren would definitely satisfy his simple request—explanation of surgical procedures.
Having seen the surgery process, especially from the shocking bloom of "smoky flower" until its complete dissipation, Old Chief Physician Pan was convinced that the surgery had been successful.
Although he had not personally performed the surgery, he had read through related articles and understood its fundamental principles and difficulties behind its manipulation.
The words sounded easy and the surgery seemed simple, but Old Chief Physician Pan knew that all surgery difficulties had been solved with Zheng Ren's expertise.
If the surgeon had been someone else, the patient might have perished due to excessive bleeding before the bleeding artery could have been located.
An idea suddenly emerged in Old Chief Physician Pan's mind as he quietly watched Zheng Ren editing the angiographic footage.
"You should join the scientific research in Imperial Capital. I'll call Professor Pei in my free time."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned his head and looked at Old Chief Physician Pan in doubt. 
"You should take your skills to the next level. It'll be a waste of talent if you stay in Sea City."


“Primum non nocere.” 
First, do no harm. - Hippocrates
Zheng Ren—an ordinary general surgeon in a cruel medical world whose efforts went unnoticed. His struggles are real…until he is blessed with a system and gifted with skills that exceeded even the best surgeons in the world. Alone in the world with no one to depend on, Zheng Ren uses his exceptional gift to challenge the skepticism of his colleagues and save lives.

"Well, Eric, would you let my publishing house take care of your book ?" Michael Klaus didn't try to hide his intentions, as he very bluntly said.
 
Eric looked at the already printed and bounded manuscript that the black girl gave him, and said to Michael Klaus: "I'm sorry, Michael, though I appreciate your recognition, but you know, I want to try my luck with some of the larger publishing houses. Parents hope for their children to make it to the Ivy League, don't they ?"
 
Michael did not have the slightest expression of contempt or displeasure as he smiled and said: "Eric, you don't seem to have a full understanding of those large publishing companies, maybe we could find a place to talk, I know a cafe not far from here, my treat, how about it ?"
 
Eric took back the manuscript, and put it into his bag as he straightforwardly replied: "I'm sorry, Michael, I'm late for work, if in the future my manuscript gets rejected by those publishers, I will contact you."
 
Eric carried his backpack and got out of the printing shop, he started his car and drove towards the restaurant.
Michael hesitated a little, before immediately rushing out of the shop, getting into his car and following him. He had a feeling that if he missed this opportunity, he might regret it forever. This feeling he got was 30% because the Jurassic Park novel and 70% because of that young man called Eric.
 
Although he had only read the top half of the novel, Michael was surprised by the lad's knowledge. It had to be known that teens his age may have never heard of genetic engineering, chaos theory, nanotechnology and other high-tech factors. But not only was this kid well documented, he also used that vocabulary in a way that didn't actually make you lose interest in the novel, and instead added to the fascinating twists of the plot.
 
He had seen many types of sci-fi novels, but most of them used those scientific terms in a very boring way, that type of fiction was obviously not for all types of readers.
 
Eric parked his car on the parking lot and turned around to find a black car stopping not far away. Michael Klaus got out, he had apparently followed him. This served to satisfy Eric's vanity. His favourable impression of Michael was seriously growing.
 
"Hey, Eric-"  Michael waved his hand and was about to speak when Eric pointed at his watch and said: "That, Michael, you see, it's nine and I work in this Italian restaurant as a waiter, if you don't mind ordering breakfast, the bar and restaurant are basically deserted before 10 o'clock." Michael nodded knowingly and followed Eric as he walked into a restaurant.
 
Eric changed his clothes and came out, Michael had been sitting at a window seat, an empty breakfast plate in front of him.
 
"I explained the situation to Mr. Jeff, but you have to hurry." Eric sat across Michael, smiled and said: "I might be young, but I'm not that easily persuaded."
 
Michael laughed: "I believe after you hear my explanation you will certainly give it to me to publish. As I just said, you probably don't know those big publishers, but, I have worked at Simon & Schuster for eleven years, I did everything, from the most basic things to editing. Because I failed in the competition for the department manager position, I left and founded my own The Night Elves publishing house."
 
"What does that have to do with me ?" Because of his past life as a loser, Eric feared hearing about other people struggle stories, and couldn't help but interrupt.
 
"Relax, young man, I  just want to make you understand that I'm not kidding around and that my words are the truth. You know, I was originally editing reviews at first, every day I reviewed tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words from drafts, although there were a lot of, ehm, bad manuscripts, there were also a lot of works that got published. At least 2000 different kinds of books make it each year. Even if you got published, they already have thousands of ongoing publications, how much promotional marketing resources do you think they'll use on a newbie ?"
 
Michael finished, stopped and took a sip of water, leaving Eric some room to process. Eric already got the idea but did not say anything, he kept staring at Michael, indicating him to keep going.
 
Michael followed:  "My publishing house might be small, but with my years of experience and knowledge on publishing and marketing, it has always been doing well. Science fiction, adventure, and horror novels, although we only publish about a dozen novels each year, we still have a certain amount of reputation in the industry. If you give Jurassic Park to me, I promise to put in all the resources we have towards promoting your novel in the shortest time possible and help Jurassic Park  build some fame. With my help, and under my guidance, your novel will have higher chances to make it into the bestseller list."
 
Michael laid all his cards on the table, then quietly waited for Eric's decision.
 
After hearing Michael's rant, Eric was still somewhat concerned. Even if a small publishing house put in all their resources, how much could that possibly be ?
 
His mind was still that of a middle-aged man, he had experienced a lot in his past life and had seen all kinds of people. So of course he wouldn't be so hot-blooded as to change his mind with only a few words. However, there were two points that Michael mentioned that kept hitting his sensitive strings:  in the shortest time possible,  and, help Jurassic Park build some fame.
 
No matter the era, fame had always been an intangible but incredibly useful asset. From Eric's point of view, the only obstacle to the implementation of his plan was his young age that would prevent him from receiving other's full trust and support.
 
But with enough fame, this shortcoming disappears. If an eighteen-year-old freshly graduated high school student were to become a movie director, people would just laugh in contempt. But if an eighteen-year-old talented writer becomes one, the results would definitely not be the same. Sure, there would still be criticism, but there would also be some who would think along the lines of: Damn, that genius kid is quite fierce.
 
Eric said: "I have to admit, Michael, you kinda moved me there. However, these are only promises, I still know nothing about your publishing house."
 
"It's very easy to change that," Michael calmly said: "One of the authors my publishing house is in charge of made it into the recent New York Times best-sellers list. Although he only made it into the last place, it didn't stop Twentieth Century Fox from purchasing the movie rights. It'll probably be made into a film in the following years."
 
Eric didn't doubt Michael's words, those kinds of things could be easily looked up. He said: "So, when do we start talking about this cooperation ?"
 
Michael was stunned for a second before stammering: "Y-you, you'll agree ?"
 
"Yes," Eric nodded and smiled, "To be honest, I just can't wait to see my novel hit the shelves."
 
"Alright so how about tonight ? I think you may need to work now." Michael pointed at the restaurant's entrance where guests were gradually increasing.
 
After the two men agreed on the meeting place, Michael left the restaurant satisfied.
 
"Eric, what did you talk about with that man ? You look unusually happy." Jeff asked. Eric had just told him that he had to discuss something important with a friend, so he was a bit curious.
 
Eric handed the menus over to the guests and then their orders to his colleagues in the kitchen, before replying: "Oh yeah, awesome news Jeff, that man is the owner of a publishing house, I will soon be published."
 
Jeff was a little confused, and asked as he looked at Eric strangely: "Publish a novel ? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you wanted to become a director, that you had written a script ? Are you going to give up on your dream so quickly to become a writer instead ?"
 
Eric said: "Of course not, my goal hasn't changed, writing won't prevent me from becoming a director now, will it ? The manuscript is in my backpack in the locker room, Jeff do you mind taking a look and giving me your opinion ?"
 
Jeff made his way to the locker room in puzzlement, he thought that Eric's novel would probably only be a thousand words short story, so when he saw the thick stack of paper that made up the manuscript, Jeff's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. There was definitely more than 150,000 words, in his entire life he probably hadn't even written so much !
 
He spent the lunch period busiest hours in leisure. The restaurant's staff was taken aback when they realized their boss seemed to have disappeared for several hours. For that old man who always hanged around to suddenly go AWOL, it was definitely weird.
 
When they were discussing if they should go look for him, Jeff came out from the locker room, patted Eric's shoulder and said: "Brilliant novel, you'll probably resign soon." With these words, Jeff left. Once their boss' figure disappeared, a group of people surrounded Eric to inquire about what happened.
 
And that's how, for the whole afternoon, from time to time waiters and kitchen staff members would take turns to go into the locker room to read Eric's work. A beautiful waitress even coyly asked him if she could take a it home.
 
Although Eric wasn't indifferent to the beautiful girl's flirtatious winks, he could only decline such a request. He had a few copies of the novel, and lending her one was not a problem, but before the book was published, he didn't want any untoward accidents to happen.

An advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams.

From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over all kinds of female celebrities, and takes the road to become a Hollywood legend.

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ATTENTION!

This is not an original novel, all rights in this story belong to JUST DO.

The translation of most chapters is done by: Elawn, Nano4bots and Sissy That Walk.

My translation will start where they have left it, my translation may not be as good as theirs but I would like it much more people to know more about this story that I liked so much.

I WANT THAT I LIKE THIS HISTORY A LOT, BUT I DO NOT AGREE TO A LOT OF THE BEHAVIORS BOTH OF THE PROTAGONIST AND SOME CHARACTERS. IN THIS HISTORY CHARACTERS OF REAL LIFE APPEAR AND I DO NOT ASSURE THAT THE DATA PROVIDED IN THIS HISTORY WILL BE TRUE.

Currently, the pet system in War was not open yet. There was also no official information about how to acquire a pet at all. All that existed so far was the mere mention of their existence.
Following the sci-fi setting of the game, one could be assured that players would not be able to employ mystical methods such as summoning or committing blood contracts. Then how could the players get their own pets?
Feng Luo had read many theories on the forum, some of which did not seem reliable, and others were just completely out of this world. Some claimed cloning, data implanting, or even genetic combination and memory editing would be the means of acquiring pets. But who would have thought that it was through the use of biochips!
Biochips were a rather commonly used technological item in War. Through a specialized injector, a liquified nanochip—installed with super memory functionality—could be injected into the body. Through blood circulation, a "biochip" with special functions would be created.
A biochip gave the human body an extra terminal that regulated human metabolism while strengthening some functions and qualities of the human body. Why only the "human" body? Because biochips were not foreign to the players of War.
When players first chose their occupations in War, it was done by inserting biochips provided by the Federation to give them the specializations associated with their chosen occupations, thus boosting some of their Attributes.
According to the Federation, all the skills, experience point amounts, and Attribute boosts were actually effects from different functions of the biochips boosting the player's body. Thus, this established the scientific theory behind leveling up and learning skills, amongst other things.
A thought suddenly shot through Feng Luo's mind. "Wait. So you're saying that biochips can control mutant lifeforms? So you can control humans with it?"
Feng Luo was shocked. The idea blew his mind. Artificial Life, Skynet, Red Queen… The conspiracy of the game mastermind to control the entire human population… Many other fictional plotlines from novels appeared in his head.
"You've got quite the imagination, kid," said Master Roland. He seemed to have guessed what was on Feng Luo's Mind. He put down the silver chip in his hand and shook his head with a smile. "The chips the Federation makes can only activate the potential of the human body. The human mind is complex. Even the highest-grade third-gen biochip, like this one, can only control some low-intelligence lifeforms like mutated tigers and jaguars. And even then, you can't exercise precise control but merely direct their consciousness. This technical threshold is simply too vast to achieve human brain control. The mystery of the human body is far deeper than you can imagine. Hmm… But, given the current speed of this technological renaissance, these mysteries should be revealed soon."
Master Roland sighed. A lot of information was contained in his words, clearly referring to future updates for the game. Sadly, Feng Luo did not think carefully about these words. He just thought that his reaction was odd.
War was operated by Star Gaming and was distributed by the Star Federation federal government to the selected elites from the more than 100 billion citizens of the Federation. How could they let such an absurd thing happen?
"Right," said Feng Luo. His thoughts returned to the chips, and he continued, "Master Roland, you said this chip is the highest-grade third-generation chip. So there are different grades of biochips? "
"Of course there's a difference! Biochips were the greatest invention back in the times of the Galaxy Empire. It is the key to humanity's entrance into a spacefaring civilization. Only with the help of the chips' regulation and strengthening could humans adapt to the complexities of the universe, survive in various ever-changing environments, and fend off all sorts of viruses, bacteria, and other dangerous lifeforms."
Roland seemed very interested in these questions, through which he could fully display the extent of his technical knowledge. In no time, his answer transformed into a lecture.
"The greatest human biologist, one of the seven pioneers of the Galaxy Empire, Sir Wude, created the first biochip, PG-1, in Year 23 of the Empire Calendar. The first-gen chips used the ZH-I architecture technology, which could connect 30 billion human cells. They improved the condition of a human body by more than three times. Because of his great invention, the council agreed to recognize him with the highest badge of honor, which would not be awarded for another hundred years or more. You know, this kind of medal, at that time…"
Master Roland's lecture had touched upon the background of War. As previously mentioned, the timeline of War took place after the humans had experienced a great calamity. Civilization and technology were being restored within a period of 100 years later, yet they were stuck on this small planet.
But before the great destruction, human civilization had already stepped into the era of space. Humans had already occupied several thousand administrative planets during the development of the Galaxy Empire. The numbers continued to increase by more than 100 per year.
The Galaxy Empire was not exactly a real empire because there are no royals. At its core, it hadn't been much different from the Federation that was currently controlling this planet through military-based, authoritarian rule. The power was entirely in the hands of the assembly of a council—without any dictator or representative king.
The reason it had been called the Galaxy Empire was because, on the night before humans first stepped into the universe, the 10.3 billion citizens had decided to amend the constitution to bear the name "Empire," thus showing humanity's determination to conquer the universe. That same day was declared the first year of the Empire!
At the same time, the vote also restored an ancient system to use an honorary knightship system to recognize and reward people who contributed greatly to the advancement of the human civilization throughout space.
This information was recorded on the official website and could be checked by any player. But when Feng Luo heard that Roland was going into game lore, he quickly stopped him and switched the topic back to the chips.
"Well… Master Roland," he said, "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really want to know. What's the market price for one of these third-gen chips after fixing it? Then at least I'll know if it's worth fixing or not."
Feng Luo was helpless. He couldn't keep listening to an NPC yammering on about some virtual history of a game. Thankfully, Master Roland didn't mind and still had a smile on his face. He knew that an adventurer like Feng Luo wanted his items to be appraised mainly to know their price.
After some thought, he replied, "I can't tell you the actual price, but after repairs, it won't cost anything below a Type ZC-7 Bulletproof Combat Vehicle."
Type ZC-7, thought Feng Luo. Also known as "Moving Forts." Currently the priciest mass-produced land vehicle! Even the ones with the lowest specs cost more than three million credits!
The data whizzed through Feng Luo's mind—especially the value of three million. He immediately revealed a fierce smile, and said, full of determination, "All right, Master Roland. I will get what you need, no matter the odds!"


As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission.

After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.

Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG... One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!

Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,... The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.

Human Calendar 26th year, January…
It had been five years since humanity arrived at the New Solar System. Today was another annual meeting for the human government, and following this meeting, there would be a grand military exercise to showcase the transformation humanity had achieved in the past five years.
Now, the maximum lifespan of human beings had reached 200 years, and it could break through to the limit of 500 years in the next 10 to 20 years. Humanity had been out of Old Earth for 26 years, and that was enough for a new generation to grow up and mature. In these five years, humanity had truly enjoyed the benefit brought on the great technological increase.
Back on Old Earth, when a country achieved a renaissance, all of its people would be able to enjoy the benefits, like modern England or the US. They were the world leaders and their citizens were the happiest on Earth [1].
The group of people on the Hope were in a horrendous state when they left Old Earth. There were only several hundred thousand of them and they had entered the unknown cosmos with fear and anxiety. They came across many threats, and if not for humanity's will to survive, there wouldn't be a human race today.
The hardship experienced in these 26 years couldn't even be put into words, even though the Hope had the archiving habit. In fact, after the human government was officially formed, the archives became an official institution and all the human history, including the 5,000 years on old Earth and everything that happened after they went into space, were recorded into the central mainframe, physical books, and the semi-permanent electromagnetic database. The moment these things became institutionalized, no one, not even Yao Yuan, would have the right to edit them.
However, while editing them was impossible, reading them was entirely possible. In fact, any member of the human race could request to access them whenever they wanted. The several hundred thousand seniors would be in tears reading about the most recent 26 years. The memories of the sacrifice would appear in their minds and they would hope their next generation would appreciate those who had fallen for their ability to live.
But now things were different…
In the year 21, humanity arrived at the New Solar System. The population then was around 400,000 including newborns. The accurate number was closer to 380,000.
At the time, humanity only had one spaceship, the Hope, the mothership that held all human hope. Other than the Hope, there was no other spaceship, and this meant that the Hope was incredibly cramped and crowded, and the market was actually greatly monitored. The price for meat and luxury items was high. Even though nobody was starving, they survived only on staples like grains, celebratory meals were rare.
That combined with the lack of job opportunities meant that most 20-year-olds could only survive on government stipends. Yao Yuan knew this situation couldn't be allowed to continue for long. He understood that the Hope actually had outlived its use, it could no longer support the increasing population number. Furthermore, as the population increased, the quality of public amenities and environment decreased. This was a vicious cycle, one that would lead to public protests and quite possibly even anarchy…
But now things were different…
Ever since humanity arrived in the New Solar System in the year 21, following the renaissance, the job market slowly opened up. Initially, there were still limitations to the job scope, but as the vacancies increased and the size of the shops increased. In the latest public census, it found that until the year 26, the number of university graduates over 22 years old was in reality only 320,000 people, and half of those were females. This meant that the workforce was choosing their career instead of the other way round. Even as the benefits and social services grew, the number of available workers hadn't. In fact, by year 26, there was a great lack of human power.
However, a solution was coming. In the general census in year 21, the population number was 380,000, and that shot up to 660,000 in year 26, the number almost doubled. In these past five years, most married women gave birth twice, a great number gave birth to three children, and in fact, the number of women who gave birth to a child every year, weirdly enough, was not small.
Very soon, related reports arrived at Yao Yuan's table, scientific research pertinent to this phenomenon.
This was a serious issue. In fact, there was research done on it back on old Earth, it was called "the love bridge". It was the blueprint for many famous movies, especially those war flicks. The leads who had met each other for the first time fell in love in times of war and proceeded to get married and have children after war was over. This was more than a fictional convention; in fact, this happened many times in real life as well, where fear translated into love. However, according to the study, after the fear wore off due to the mundane life, problems would pop up. Even those in movies would sometimes end up separating either by the end of the movie or at the beginning of the sequel.
The scientific explanation said that this was because humanity had the natural instinct to procreate for longevity. If the person felt that he was in danger, for the sake of extension of the human line, the body would assume the role of incubator. This was the same for both males and females. However, as the initial danger wore off, the everyday life would settle in, and unless the couple had formed a strong relationship, they would usually go their separate ways.
This was perfectly replicated for these people in space. Ironically, this was better on the Hope because due to the limitation of the environment, salary, safety, and other clauses, most human beings wouldn't think it would be a good idea to procreate. However, once the City of Light Moon started to get built, the accommodation, medicine, food, and supplies were provided openly. With the advancement in science, those things that were considered expensive back on Earth could now be enjoyed by the general public.
Under such circumstances, the urge that had been held in for a long time exploded. This combined with the government's initiative to support a big family led to a giant baby boom. In just five years, the human population practically doubled, and almost half of the population was newborns and babies under five year old!
However, no one was really worried about this. This was one of benefits brought on by technological advancement. As more AI robots were created, they were a ubiquitous sight around society. They had spilled out of the military and joined society. They were there in the City of Light Moon and in the construction and mining sites. In fact, humanity had stopped doing manual labor because those jobs had all been taken over by the robots.
Therefore, every human now could enjoy a life that would be limited to old Earth's elites and rich. There would be private hovercrafts waiting when they went out and the hovercrafts were driven by robots. Every week, they had to spend two to three days to update the robots and the rest of the time could be spent on recreation or study. Accommodation was not an issue. With the expansion of the City of Light Moon, the actual housing area could accommodate more than a million people and the city was still expanding.
Under such circumstances, every family had a smile on their faces. In the gardens around the City of Light Moon, there were sounds of children smiling and laughing, toddlers learning how to walk, and parents as well as grandparents looking on with love. Was this not paradise? Life was not so easy even back on Earth.
This was the benefit of technology that was way more advanced than what Old Earth used to have.
In the 26th year government meeting, Yao Yuan read the document in his hands for a long time. It detailed the progress humanity had made in the New Solar System in the past five years. So far, humanity had built 13 industrial sites, including the three general industrial bases around the City of Light Moon, two energy industrial sites on New Jupiter and New Saturn, as well as the eight mineral industrial sites in the meteorite clusters nearest to Homeward Planet.
The maximum productivity of metal was 300 million tons. With the use of AI robots and nanobots, by now, humanity had 110 motherships the size of the Hope, 350 guardian spaceships, 1,300 plus battleships, and 36,000 plus combat spaceships used by the Defense Unit.
At this point, the first defense line had been completed. It had six permanent armed fortresses, one main fortress, three Genesis Cannon towers, one Requiem Cannon tower, and various innumerable weapons. It was stationed with 3,000 Defense Unit soldiers and their families who wished to migrate with them. Combined with the maintenance workers, the first defense line had about 26,000 people.
By now, the second defense line had started work. Due to its better condition than first defense line, the predicted size of this defense line would be three times the size of first defense line. It was predicted to be completed by year 31.
By now, humanity had 228 Black Star Troopers, 22 Black Star Trooper units, and each unit had their own the Hope-sized mothership, five guardian spaceships, and 20 battleships. Of course, their main battle force was still the troopers themselves. They had 1,500 Space Combat Jets that could combine to form a cannon, 1,500 Third Generation Space Armors, and various equipment to improve their power. The New Solar System was separated into 22 areas, each protected by one Black Star Trooper unit.
By now, humanity's technology had grown exponentially. They now had plasma reactor technology, energy shield technology, epigranular propulsion weapon technology, super long distance energy refraction technology, and the currently researching large scale epigranular storm weapon technology and many more. In other words, humanity could no longer call themselves a peak level 2 space civilization, they had officially become a level 3 space civilization. In the next 10 years, humanity would approach more level 3 space civilization technologies!
By now, the first step of terraforming Homeward Planet had started. Through the wave laser effect, around 20 percent of the planet's internal dry ice layer had been melted. In the next three years, the ozone layer around the planet would slowly form to reach the density of the ozone layer of old Earth. Similarly, in the next three years, Homeward Planet's temperature would continue to rise and that would melt more dry ice and solid ice. Before year 31, cultivation of plants on Homeward Planet and the construction of plenty of oxygen conversion machines would begin.
By now, every human being had taken a shot of the cell-strengthening potion. It was a safe potion that would strengthen the human body from the DNA level. In about 5 to 10 years, the physical condition of the human body would improve by about three to four times. The muscle, bones, organs, spirit, as well as memory would be improved. Since this was a DNA level improvement, there was no worry of regression, and the improvements would only be more pronounced as the generations continued.
These were the many accomplishments humanity had achieved in the past five years. The accomplishments would need around 5,000 thousand years to complete if they were still on old Earth. In the meeting that was broadcasted and had almost 100 percent viewing rate, after Yao Yuan listed off the accomplishments, the applause was so thunderous that the place shook. Many elders in the crowd started to shed tears, tears of joy and excitement.
"I announce that the first five-year stage of humanity's New Solar System Project has successfully been completed. We've achieved a brilliant result, but what's more brilliant than that is… our future!
"Let us cheer, my friends. This is our home, a paradise that we've traded using our sweat and blood, our New Solar System!
"Our home!"
[1] That is factually untrue, unsure whether the author is mocking these 2 countries or he's really that clueless.


Endless sky and infinite space, the cosmos isn’t some paradise waiting to be found, it is full of darkness and danger, death and terror of the great unknown. However, for that glittering swath of blue, we have no fear! For the longevity of men, we have no regrets! Nothing shall stand in our way because it is finally our time, our age! The age of cosmos exploration! 


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