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.

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(This intermission is all about what people from Earth think about the Multiverse. All words that have been written here are real, so don't doubt their credibilty.)
The multiverse, also known as a maniverse, megaverse, metaverse, omniverse, or meta-universe, is a hypothetical group of multiple universes.
Together, these universes comprise everything that exists: the entirety of space, time, matter, energy, information, and the physical laws and constants that describe them.
The different universes within the multiverse are called "parallel universes", "other universes", "alternate universes", or "alterverses".
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Multiple universes have been hypothesized in cosmology, physics, astronomy, religion, philosophy, transpersonal psychology, music and all kinds of literature, particularly in science fiction, comic books and fantasy.
In these contexts, parallel universes are also called "alternate universes", "quantum universes", "interpenetrating dimensions", "parallel universes", "parallel dimensions", "parallel worlds", "parallel realities", "quantum realities", "alternate realities", "alternate timelines", "alternate dimensions" and "dimensional planes".
The American philosopher and psychologist William James used the term "multiverse" in 1895, but in a different context. The term was first used in fiction and in its current physics context by Michael Moorcock in his 1963 SF Adventures novella The Sundered Worlds. 
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The physics community has debated the various multiverse theories over time. Prominent physicists are divided about whether any other universes exist outside of our own.
Some physicists say the multiverse is not a legitimate topic of scientific inquiry.
Concerns have been raised about whether attempts to exempt the multiverse from experimental verification could erode public confidence in science and ultimately damage the study of fundamental physics.
Some have argued that the multiverse is a philosophical notion rather than a scientific hypothesis because it cannot be empirically falsified.
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In Dublin in 1952, Erwin Schrödinger gave a lecture in which he jocularly warned his audience that what he was about to say might "seem lunatic".
He said that when his equations seemed to describe several different histories, these were "not alternatives, but all really happen simultaneously".
In 2007, Nobel laureate Steven Weinberg suggested that if the multiverse existed, "the hope of finding a rational explanation for the precise values of quark masses and other constants of the standard model that we observe in our Big Bang is doomed, for their values would be an accident of the particular part of the multiverse in which we live."
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Scientists such as Stephen M. Feeney analyzed Wilkinson Microwave Anisotropy Probe data and claimed to find evidence suggesting that our universe collided with other universes in the distant past.
However, a more thorough analysis of data from the WMAP and from the Planck satellite, which has a resolution 3 times higher than WMAP, did not reveal any statistically significant evidence of such a bubble universe collision.
In addition, there was no evidence of any gravitational pull of other universes on ours. 
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In his 2003 New York Times opinion piece, "A Brief History of the Multiverse", author and cosmologist Paul Davies offered a variety of arguments that multiverse theories are non-scientific:.
George Ellis, writing in August 2011, provided a criticism of the multiverse, and pointed out that it is not a traditional scientific theory.
He accepts that the multiverse is thought to exist far beyond the cosmological horizon. He emphasized that it is theorized to be so far away that it is unlikely any evidence will ever be found.
Ellis also explained that some theorists do not believe the lack of empirical testability falsifiability is a major concern, but he is opposed to that line of thinking:
Ellis says that scientists have proposed the idea of the multiverse as a way of explaining the nature of existence. 
He points out that it ultimately leaves those questions unresolved because it is a metaphysical issue that cannot be resolved by empirical science. He argues that observational testing is at the core of science and should not be abandoned.
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Max Tegmark and Brian Greene have devised classification schemes for the various theoretical types of multiverses and universes that they might comprise.
Level IV: Ultimate ensemble: The ultimate mathematical universe hypothesis is Tegmark's own hypothesis.
This level considers all universes to be equally real which can be described by different mathematical structures.
 Level III: Many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics: Hugh Everett III's many-worlds interpretation (MWI) is one of several mainstream interpretations of quantum mechanics.
In brief, one aspect of quantum mechanics is that certain observations cannot be predicted absolutely. Instead, there is a range of possible observations, each with a different probability.
According to the MWI, each of these possible observations corresponds to a different universe.
Suppose a six-sided die is thrown and that the result of the throw corresponds to a quantum mechanics observable. All six possible ways the die can fall correspond to six different universes.

Level II: Universes with different physical constants: In the eternal inflation theory, which is a variant of the cosmic inflation theory, the multiverse or space as a whole is stretching and will continue doing so forever, but some regions of space stop stretching and form distinct bubbles . Such bubbles are embryonic level I multiverses.
Different bubbles may experience different spontaneous symmetry breaking, which results in different properties, such as different physical constants. Related to the many-worlds idea are Richard Feynman's multiple histories interpretation and H. Dieter Zeh's many-minds interpretation.
Level I: An extension of our universe: A prediction of cosmic inflation is the existence of an infinite ergodic universe, which, being infinite, must contain Hubble volumes realizing all initial conditions.
Accordingly, an infinite universe will contain an infinite number of Hubble volumes, all having the same physical laws and physical constants. In regard to configurations such as the distribution of matter, almost all will differ from our Hubble volume.
However, because there are infinitely many, far beyond the cosmological horizon, there will eventually be Hubble volumes with similar, and even identical, configurations. Tegmark estimates that an identical volume to ours should be about 1010115 meters away from us.
This follows directly from the cosmological principle, wherein it is assumed that our Hubble volume is not special or unique.


After all the things that he had done in his life, Alex realized that it was already his time to die. 

But a sudden encounter with a weird person will turn his whole life around.

The formerly about-to-die teen shall now be a Traveler of different worlds!



"You are an Esper? Then come and taste my saber!"
"You are a Daoist? Then come and taste my fist!"
"You are a Genie? Well, can you grant me infinite wishes?"

Everyone shall witness Alex's rise on his endless journey!


Disclaimer: (((Don't make me credit to einlion. His novel, Endless Paths: Infinite Cosmos, from the reception of his readers, is obviously good,  but its an accident that my title is similar to his. Really.)))

Black Robe looked at the glowing door from across and frowned," No, Mars isn't suitable for human survival. The plan of the biosphere's species has already failed several times, and it's doomed to fail in such a short timespan. I suggest we use my robocop as a trailblazer."
"That so-called robocop of yours was also made of flesh and blood. It can't live without air and water. How can it survive on Mars?" The River God shook its head and said.
"My lord, it will not work, but I can come up with a better version..." Black Robe said it in a proud manner, "I can combine the soul and the mechanical body together after removing the blood and flesh, and rely on the medicinal pill to nourish the soul. The mechanical body would be able to function using scientific electrical energy. This will enable it to survive on Mars for a long time."
" Well if that's the case this would be incredibly redundant. Why not just leave it to humans to develop the robots? Aren't they already doing that as we speak?" The River God shook his head again.
"My lord, you may know a lot about religions and rituals, but you surely have limited knowledge of the humans' technological advancement. Their artificial intelligence is incompetent. It lacks the ability to take the initiative in solving problems, let alone dealing with new ones. For it to reach the capability of a human, it still has a long way to go. On the contrary, we would only be one step away if we combine a humans' soul and mechanical bodies. The difficulty of execution is apparent at one glance. In addition, the artificial core won't cost a dollar," Black Robe said in a condescending tone.
"I understand now. No wonder you are Demon Lord Zhi Nan's subordinate, you really do live up to the reputation of possessing valuable insight and knowledge." The River God came to a realization.
The River God had seen a lot of news reported by the humans; the artificial intelligence they possessed was indeed a hot topic. 
At the moment, it was only plausible for it to focus on specific areas through big data combined with deep learning to solve specific problems under specific rules. It was still far from achieving the strong conscious intelligence of human beings.
"However, I have a hunch that it's better to get it done as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be more susceptible to changes as time passes by," urged the Bodhisattva Spirit King.
"I understand this. I will inform my master about it when I'm done here," Black Robe responded promptly. 
　　
The Bodhisattva Spirit King was also reminding Vigilante A to not trap him here. He was still of valuable use to them.
"My Lord, what's your opinion on this matter?" the River God of the Sky River said to the sky.
"That sounds great. I will leave this matter to all of you," A voice descended from the sky.
The three of them went their separate ways after that.
At the same time, the System continued.
"That Black Robe is unlike the other demons who do evil deeds. I can't believe he has the intention to delve into the dark side of technology. Perhaps he wants to play the role of a scientific demon in the future?"Fang Ning exclaimed.
He's read a lot of science fiction books and watched a lot of science fiction movies. He clearly understands that if weren't for the restrictions of the directors and authors, the scientific maniacs would destroy the world at any minute.
"It sounds like this Black Robe guy is really something else. As a rich man yourself, you're far inferior," the System exclaimed.
"Stop using me as a negative example. We can make use of whatever he manages to develop anyway," Fang Ning rebuked.
"That's not going to work because the core of the technology is in his hands. If he decides to make some changes, what should we do then?" the System had its doubts. 　
"That's simple. As capable as he is, he' still has to get his souls from us, otherwise it'll be illegal, we can still use Vigilante A to mess him up. The souls that go out from our place will need my stamp of approval. This is to make sure that nothing goes wrong," Fang Ning said.
"I didn't know the master of a realm possesses so many magical powers. If I had known, I would have tried to be one," the System sounded bummed.
"You can't be one. The Heavenly Axiom can't even feel your presence, how are they going to merge with you? The only person who knows you exist is me." Fang Ning seemed delighted about the fact.
"This is so irritating. I have the ability to seize you, but I can't seize the Heavenly Axiom?" the System grumbled.
"Hmm… Let me think." Fang Ning was startled and came to a realization." You might not have been able to in the past, but it might work now. After all, I have merged with the realm of Heavenly Axiom. If you can seize me, it probably means you can seize the Heavenly Axiom."　
"I get it now." The System was thrilled, and then Fang Ning received the system's notification.
[The system has seized the Heavenly Axiom of the Land of Sanguinity]
"Oh so you are actually able to do it." Fang Ning seemed pleased.
"Why are you so delighted today?" the System was overjoyed but puzzled at the same time. "It's not like you to not fault me in some way."
"What are you talking about? When have I ever faulted you when it involves a serious matter?? I took your experience and money as punishment, but it was all because I cared and wanted to protect you. I had to do it to prevent you from walking down the evil path." Fang Ning countered.
"Wait, no, I get it. This is because you're too lazy. Even if the merge is successful, you don't really want to put in your effort to manage it. You're just going to let it be…," the system was speaking the mind of Fang Ning.
"You're making this up. The Heavenly Axiom has its own way of operating, it doesn't need my input unless there are rules that needed to be changed. The lazier I am, the better off the Heavenly Axiom would be. The less I interfere the less problems we'd have." Fang Ning sounded wronged.
"Is that so? That seems reasonable. Well, since this place is under my watch, all the production from this place belongs to me as well," The system was not being reserved with its request.
"That's not happening. The most you can get is half," Fang Ning quickly bargained.
"Ninety percent," the system pushed a little.
"Seventy percent," Fang Ning was gnashing his teeth.
"Eighty percent," the system pushed a bit more.
"Fine." Fang Ning stood down.
"You can't be bothered with the report anyway, the allocation rate would still be my call in the end…" the system groaned.
"…" Fang Ning was speechless." At this moment, he was suddenly stunned.
"Are you serious?" the System was shocked, "Can't you even take a little blow to your pride? I thought you had no care for money."
"Cut out the crap. That guy named William has been praying. I know I forgot something important looking at him, but I can't seem to think of what it is," Fang Ning was rubbing his head in agony.
"William seems very eager. His fiancé's soul is still resting and the whole process takes at least half a year. After all, she's been dead for more than ten years. You should just tell him straight the next time," the System said.
"Wait, more than ten years?" Fang Ning said it in a regrettable manner, "Xiao Cang's whole family has been dead for more than twenty years, right? Can you help me to find out if their souls are here?"
"…," the System was at a loss for words. "A man dies the way a lamp goes out, everything is gone after death. Why do you care so much? Do you really think that you're Mother Mary? Now that you've already merged with the Heavenly Axiom, you should do things their way. Since when did they care about the life and death of human beings?"
"Cut the crap. I'm willing to do it. They are my people, and I can't bear to see them suffer."
"… Here I am suffering every day, but I don't see you giving a damn about me"
" I've already given you lots of benefits."
"Oh yeah, and when was that? It was always me who was bringing you benefits." the System said in a disbelieving tone."
"It was all thanks to my doing that you could grow to this scale today. Isn't that the greatest benefit?"
"Forget it. What do you want to do to help them? Let me tell you beforehand that this is not an easy task. Why don't we just let them be robots since we already have helpers."
"No. I know that robots are prone to losing their ability to feel emotions. They were made because the Lord Devil wanted them to be ruthless so that they can pass the test of the Divine List", Fang Ning said in a disagreeing manner.
"That is so troublesome. Resurrection is impossible, because they've already been dead for so long. My resurrection magic is not that advanced yet," the System vented.


Procrastinator extraordinaire, Fang Ning, had lost his consciousness after banging his head on a night of celebration. He woke up to a realization that he no longer had control of his body, as a System had taken it over. Will he eventually regain control of his body or will he be trapped in his body forever? How does he maneuver this situation? What's in store for Fang Ning?

Zhang Zian was not surprised to meet Peter Lee. After all, they had an appointment with the Bedouin tribe today, and Siwa was the only way to go to the Bedouin tribe. It was also their final stop.
Following behind the land cruiser were several other cars. They were identical and apparently belonged to members of the Cosmological Information Society.
"It's fine. I have to wait for the other members of the expedition team. They will still need a little while to get here." Zhang Zian shook his head, refusing.
He did not have a good impression of the members of the Cosmological Information Society. They had not done anything bad or out of the ordinary. The thing he took issue with was that they thought very differently from ordinary people. In fact, from their outer appearances, they looked more friendly than the common man. Perhaps that was the expression of those who had firm belief in their hearts.
If they met while going about their daily affairs, Zhang Zian would probably not pay them too much attention and laugh them off. In any case, they probably had nothing they needed from one another. However, when it came to entering the desert, suddenly, the personalities of one's teammates were very important.
"Are all of you going in?" he asked, counting the number of cars.
"No, there are doctors in our ranks. We had a physical examination yesterday and are leaving a few people behind—merely those with poor physical fitness. The rest of them will enter the desert together," Peter Lee said as he stuck his head out. He blew a whistle towards the cars behind them. "Come, let me use this opportunity to introduce everyone."
Six people emerged from the back of the car, five men and one woman. They were all from different countries with different skin colors. As Peter Lee had said, these six people were in their prime, both physically and mentally. 
Zhang Zian had seen them before, but he didn't know their names.
"I am a consul. I used to be in politics. Hello, comrade." A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle introduced himself. The first words he uttered were those of a high-level official. They carried the weight of one who was in power.
Zhang Zian was shocked and thought that this person was a former diplomat. Why didn't he say his name?
The other five people also spoke in the same format. They claimed to be priests, colonels, poets, and scholars. The only woman on the team claimed to be a detective.
The female detective had a temperament similar to Sun Xiaomeng, but she was about ten years older. She was most likely the doctor that Peter Lee had mentioned. Yet she claimed to be a detective. Perhaps she was responsible for searching the human body?
The other people also had characteristics similar to their self-proclaimed identities. For example, the colonel's eyes and movements indicated that he was a former soldier, and the poet had curly hair that is somewhat romantic. The scholar wore thick glasses and looked somewhat like Wei Kang. Finally, the priest was a solemn man and had an awe-inspiring look.
The strange thing was that they did not introduce themselves by their names.
The more he heard, the more Zhang Zian got confused. He was just about to ask about this, but he saw Pi quietly gesturing to him not to do so.
He had been with Pi for a long time, and Pi often asked him questions about the novel, so he was familiar with the gesture he was seeing. He saw Pi spread his hands out like a book, and its mouth parted to form a square. Pi seemed to be sending him some type of message.
Wait a minute! Consul, priest, colonel, poet, scholar, and detective. Was this peculiar combination…
It suddenly became clear to Zhang Zian. He immediately knew their intentions.
After the six introduced themselves, Peter Lee smiled quietly while observing Zhang Zian.
Zhang Zian turned and looked at Peter Lee. He said quietly, "So, you must be a saint."
"Haha! Brother, you guessed it!" Peter laughed. Everyone else also smiled.
Consul, priest, colonel, poet, scholar, detective, and saint. Wasn't this the combination of the pilgrimage team in the science fiction novel Hyperion? That was quite something!
Just like the pilgrimage team in Hyperion that had gone through hardships to form the core shape of the pyramid, Peter Lee and his team used the same professions as their code names. It indicated that they had a similar purpose—to find the pyramid deep within the desert. The hope was that through their journey, they would also be able to discover the great secrets of the inverse entropy field.
Zhang Zian had a copy of this novel in his house. He had shown it to Pi before. He himself had seen it a long time ago, but if Pi had not reminded him, he may not have associated Peter Lee and his team with this science fiction novel.
He searched his memory for more information, although he had already forgotten many of the details of the novel. He only remembered that the story was set at the day before the prophecy. A team of seven, each with different statuses, identities, and experiences, got together to uncover the secrets of Zhong Guangyin.
What impressed him the most was Zhong Guangyin.
Zhong Guangyin was like a pyramid and was surrounded by inverse entropy. In the realm of time, it flowed backward instead of forward. 
In the prophecy, when the saga was over, a great sorrower would emerge from the tomb. They came from the other side of time. Their sole purpose was to declare the end of mankind.
To be honest, the narrative of this novel was somewhat difficult to understand. Its style was typical of a hardcover book: highly suitable for inducing sleep. However, it would not work as well with online literature. At the time, when he was reading the book, he had to force himself to finish it. The curiosity he had for Zhong Guangyin kept him reading till the end. However, when the pilgrims finally reached the valley where Zhong Guangyin was, the novel ended abruptly. He was furious.
He could not be bothered thereafter to read the sequels. He regretted buying a full set and wasting his money.
However, when he gave this set of books to Pi, it was originally intended to let Pi slowly pass time. However, Pi loved the novel very much and soon finished it. Pi even finished the sequels. It made Zhang Zian wonder how Pi derived so much pleasure from reading this novel.
In addition to being obscure, the novel gave Zhang Zian the feeling that Zhong Guangyin as a concept was highly unscientific. If, as described in the novel, it connected the past and the future, then what advancements in technology must the world have had to create such a thing?
Was this therefore not a hallmark of a fantasy novel?
It was just… If he was to read this novel again now, he may not make such a statement.
He glanced at the sea of stars. Things that were less scientific than Zhong Guangyin were right there in front of him. To add on the strange sunsets of yesterday evening and the experience of retribution after Richard's pee…
So if one did not see it, could one simply ignore it?
He was unable to ascertain if Zhong Guangyin truly existed. Even if it did, he was sure that if a pyramid could be found in the depths of the desert, it should merely be just an ordinary pyramid. There could be no such thing as pure universe energy and mysterious things. Peter Lee would be grossly disappointed.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

	The sound of the music box was replaced by a heavy silence. The people recorded might've been from another species, but the fear inherent in a child’s keening for her parent was something that was instinctual. The child’s mewling understandably pulled a few heartstrings. 
	10 seconds later, Yao Yuan said firmly, "Alright, let’s all first collect our feelings. I know what we’ve heard is difficult to stomach, but we need to understand that this might have happened thousands of years ago… It shouldn’t weigh us down. If anything, we should be that much more wary if we don’t want the devastation that happened in the recording to happen to us."
	Yao Yuan continued, in a measured voice, "Continue analyzing this music box. I want to know everything there is to know about this music box. There is no detail that is too small."
	Before Yao Yuan could finish, a scientist stepped forth. "Captain, it is my belief that this music box is no less valuable than say a weapon blueprint or a computer chip. Of course, we need more analysis to be precise, but for starters, this music box has an incredibly powerful battery.
	"As you’ve said, this music box might be from thousands of years ago, but as we’ve seen for ourselves, it’s still fully functional. The only plausible rationale is that it is supported by a powerful battery, and the battery itself must be small, because the whole music box is only so big. With that theory in mind, one can’t help but draw a parallel to the lights emanating from the spaceship carcasses. Why do you think the lights on the spaceship pieces are still functional?"
	Yao Yuan turned back to the music box and concluded, "Yes, a small power system that could store an impressive amount of energy for an extended period of time. That would be a valuable technology for us to learn… What else?"
	With fear of being overshadowed, another scientist came forth and uttered excitedly, "Captain, there is also a small software program that we could study. Even though we already have a certain degree of mastery over sound-operated technology, there are still ways to go until we reach perfection. For example, we can turn lights on and off using our voices, but that is limited by volume and accents. Furthermore, because this function is directed by a written software program, the intended device has to be connected to a computer."
	Pointing at the music box, he continued, "Our analysis showed that the sound trigger for this music box is not influenced by conventional nuances like volume. It also responds to recorded clapping sounds. Such high sensitivity could only be explained by the presence of a highly effective sound recognition program. In other words, there exists a computer within this fist-sized object, one that is as powerful as our common home PC!"
	Yao Yuan started to view the music box in a new light. He was surprised to realize that this unassuming object of a child’s fist-size could harbor so many valuable technological marvels. He couldn’t help but feel delighted at the discovery. 
	"The technology for this civilization is, as expected, far more advanced than ours, but…" Yao Yuan hesitated before adding, "These are imaginable technologies… They’re not science fiction-esque technologies like the ones on U…" he caught himself and coughed, "Like the ones we have on the Hope, like the space-warping and anti-gravitational technologies."
	Yao Yuan almost blurted out the word ‘UFO,’ but thankfully he was quick to realize his mistake, because most of the people in the room had no inkling of its existence. 
	A girl among the scientists caught Yao Yuan’s verbal faux pas, and that girl was Bo Li. She narrowed her eyes at Yao Yuan as if admonishing him for almost accidentally spilling top secret information. Cornered into an uncomfortable position, Yao Yuan hacked out a few dry coughs. 
	In an attempt to divert attention, Bo Li said, "Further analysis could be done on this music box’s structural construction, raw materials, and even internal circuits. This reminds me. The metallic planks that Captain brought back were identified as a type of feather-weight alloy. Its light weight aside, it also has a tensile strength and melting point that is greater than all known metals. We’ve only managed to melt a tiny section of it by using plasma rays. We’ve learned of its empirical formula, but we still can’t manufacture this alloy because its atomic arrangement is one that we’re not familiar with."
	Recovered from his previous faux pas, Yao Yuan continued after some serious consideration. "Then could anyone ballpark for me how far ahead is this civilization’s technology from ours? We don’t need to go into something as detailed as how many years because too many factors could play into that, so describe it instead in terms of revolution. This civilization would represent which of our industrial revolutions?"
	"The fourth!"
	"The end of the fourth revolution!"
	"The middle of the fourth…"
	"The early fifth…"
	There were multiple answers, but they fell within the general duration from the late middle of the fourth industrial revolution to the cusp of the fifth. 
	Yao Yuan had studied plenty of scientific treatises ever since he got on the Hope, but he was ultimately not a trained scientist, so he asked, "Why are all of you so sure? Is there a huge difference between the end of the fourth revolution to the start of the fifth that there needs a distinction? Also, could such a huge fleet of warships really be created during the fourth revolution?"
	The leading scientist, Silewei, stepped forth to answer. "Captain, to understand all that, you first have to fix a misconception, one about industrial revolution… First, did you know that the advancement from the 20th century to the early 21st century is several hundred times greater than the total scientific advancement for the whole history of humanity? And the scientific progress achieved in the 10 years after the start of the 3rd revolution was about 100 times greater than the progress accumulated by man throughout both the first and second industrial revolutions?
	"Industrial or scientific revolutions are scientific progress calculated in exponential and not incremental increase. For example, if the first revolution is represented by the multiplier of 1, the second revolution would not be 2, instead it could 20 or even 200, and when it reaches the third revolution, the multiplier could be in the thousands or millions!"
	Silewei continued firmly, "Traditionally speaking, we can only predict what will happen in the next revolution. It is impossible to predict the one after that. Take the first revolution for an example, people in the 18th and 19th century couldn’t possibly imagine what things would look like in the third revolution. Important events like the moon landing, personal computers, and genetic engineering were for them stuff of science fiction. In contrast, they managed to predict the promises our second revolution would usher in, most notably being the discovery of electricity. This proves once more that my theory that man could only correctly predict the discoveries in the approaching scientific revolution but not the ones after that."
	Silewei stopped before pointing straight at the music box. "Captain, it is undeniable that this music box has opened a door for us. Instead of technologies like space-warping and anti-gravitational systems that we couldn’t wrap our heads around, this music box provides us with familiar but decidedly far more advanced technologies in fields of electrical systems, manufacturing, and computer science. This is definite proof that this alien civilization, with this music box as an example of its scientific product, is at the end of our fourth industrial revolution!"
	Yao Yuan sighed in relief. "That’s definitely good to know… I’ll be frank, I’ve been afraid the technology from this civilization would be far too advanced for us to study. Just like how it was with the space-warping technology, we couldn’t make headway into understanding it even though it is technically in our possession. That would also seriously deter our exploratory plans because its defensive system would probably be powerful enough to annihilate us with just one hit.
	So thank you for relieving me of my worries. This also confirms my suspicion that we will enter the fourth revolution after we acquire more of this civilization’s technologies. That will prove invaluable to our overall survival in space. Knowing this, I’m also less worried about sending our men into the junkyard."
	Pausing for thought, Yao Yuan breathed in and out several times before stressing adamantly, "The mission to scour the outer perimeter of the junkyard will resume tomorrow. Please do not stop with your analyses and experiments, because after we’ve acquired several more pieces of the alien product to ascertain its technological level…
	"We shall venture into one of the warship husks!"


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! 


This was Hanna, a confident, good looking yet an introvert girl. She was friendly but did not have much friends. She was intelligent but never spoke much. She was funny, but did not laugh much. It was probably due to her toxic upbringing that she had built walls arround herself, not letting anybody know her so well. It was only her best friend Lilly, who actually knew who Hanna was in reality. 

Hanna did love her mother a lot, that is why she chose to wear her best creation for today. Her mother did not have time or perhaps did not consider the 'Writer's event' to be important, so Hanna instead wore her mother's creation to feel her presence.

This event was supposed to be the biggest annual even of the United States of America, where only the most reputable and famous authors and tycoons were invited. Two years back in November, Hanna had started to write a scientific fiction book, involving a vast virus, which takes over the entire globe, killing millions of people. And now, the book was already number one selling in America, and was soon planned to be published by her publishing house, in several languages all across the globe. Hanna had dreamt about this virus in her dream two years ago and the next morning, she already found herself writing a scientific love story about the virus.

While the entire world was busy fighting the dangerous coronavirus, a young writer found her love during her time in Quarantine by chance! 

Will the story end up with a tragic ending or is their still any hope for the two...?

A simple and short love story, which will keep you engrossed at the time of isolation!
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Webnovel Spirity Awards 2020

"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.

Mike Jack: Nice to meet you here, Sheila, a scientist who has done a great job of mutating genes! Would you like to join our team? Here, there's no law that wants to prohibit you from doing anything, genetic mutation experiments! We'll give any scientist enough permission! To make sure he can try all kinds of scientific experiments! Even if this scientific experiment is appalling! Because I don't know, what you did! The cat in this glassware, I think, is your latest scientific research. As for you, a talker, What, dark matter has negative mass, Moreover, humans can, to make Artificial Black Hole, It's a fantasy, And it's beyond my comprehension, Not because it's so hard to understand, but because it's so easy to understand, like a science fiction writer who didn't graduate from high school, in order to make his science fiction easier to understand, a scientific fallacy, so I'm going to lock you up and of course your girlfriend! There are lessons for the former French president, so I'll think she's your girlfriend, and I think I'm right. She's your girlfriend.

Sheila: I'm his friend, too! Boyfriend! Male friends!

Jimmy: I'm also his friend! Flight buddy! Robot friend!

Ollie: And I'm not just his friend, I'm also his alumnus.

RQ: I want to be friends with him! I think I can talk to him!

Mike Jack: What are you talking about?

RQ: I'm interested in his theory!

Mike Jack: Didn't you say no?

RQ: Didn't you make me say no?

Mike Jack: I almost forgot. After I took control of you, I gave you orders to deny everything the captain had decided to do. So, does the captain think we can make Artificial Black Hole, too?

RQ: He just thought maybe we could try! But this possibility is also in the scope of your negation of me, so I have no calculus on the direct negative! And at that time, I didn't get enough authority to do a strong calculation.

Mike Jack: What about now?

RQ: Now, you just have to give the order to do a powerful calculation of his theory, and I think you want to be the leader of the Earth more than you want to be the leader of a space ship, and of course you will be the hero of all the people of the Earth first!

Mike Jack: You flatter me!

RQ: This is just one of the things I could have expected to happen.

Mike Jack: I hope this goes well! You're right. I'm fighting for the leadership of this space ship to keep some people from feeling emotional, so we can do our job better, and if that's not just a theory, there's still a chance to save people on Earth, I'm willing to do it.

RQ: And when you become a superhero who saves the planet, it may not be so hard for you to become a global leader!

Mike Jack: I don't want to talk to you anymore! But I still want to thank you for this suggestion! I want you to tell me what I should say to you!

RQ: All you have to do is say: Allow supercomputer RQ and get all the permissions.

Mike Jack: No problem. Super computer RQ is allowed. Get all permissions.

RQ: I think I can work it out!

It's been three minutes!

RQ: Look at that! What happened here? It was right! That's right! Dark matter has negative mass, and dark matter constitutes space, and all of us in these spaces have positive mass.

Mike Jack: That's great, so does it mean we can do something with this theory at this stage!

RQ: And I think we'll soon have an answer to what we can do with this theory in the near future.

After ten minutes of calculation, the supercomputer RQ came to a definitive conclusion.

RQ: That's right! We can, make Artificial Black hole! But I always feel that there is something missing, yes, here it is! Because this theory is correct, we can deduce a new physical equation! This physical equation is the key to our Artificial Black hole! Of course! What does it mean if we can make Artificial Black hole?

Mike Jack: It means I have the most terrible weapon in human history.

RQ: So at that point, maybe it's not as difficult for you to be the leader of the entire human race as we thought, because if a country, a regime doesn't agree with you, you can just move Artificial Black hole over the country and let this country disappear.

Mike Jack: I kind of like you now because you always come up with a good idea.

Neuropharmacist Mike Jack, The rebellion succeeded, and succeeded in taking control of the space carrier, Of course, he has also taken some of the high-ranking people aboard the space carrier, And now Mike Jack has them, and he needs these high-level people to mobilize the scientists who don't want to work with him, and of course these high-level people are scientists themselves, and Mike Jack believes they will, because that's the only meaningful thing they can do right now.

Mike Jack: Just as the disaster was coming, a new savior came along, and that person, me, because if I hadn't decided with my colleagues to rebel and take control of this space ship, I don't think the supercomputer RQ would be doing a powerful calculation right now and deducing that we could make Artificial Black Hole.

RQ: Using Artificial black hole to rip up Curiosity Star and prevent it from hitting the Earth is one way we can think of to minimize the damage.

Maches: And we have to make this Artificial Black hole when Curiosity Star is a little way from the moon, or else the moon will elope with Curiosity Star.

Wang Yuanqi: And we have to make this Artificial Black hole when Curiosity Star is a short distance away from the Moon, or else the Moon will elope with Curiosity Star.

Mike Jack: Let's get down to business, so we have to, we have to act now and create an Artificial Black hole, is there anyone willing to give their lives to save the human race on Earth? By the way, I'd like to tell you the truth, I've heard that what we humans make will slowly disintegrate into particles in space, and if Curiosity Star hits Earth and the Earth recovers over a long period of time, that would be a bad thing for us, because right now, we, the rebels you're talking about, have no better place to go than this mother ship. I think we should reach a consensus on saving the planet, and I think we can reach a consensus because your families are all on Earth.    

Mike Jack, the rebel leader, persuaded the big guys, but it's not surprising that Chen Si and Mike Jack are in the same room, because it's now known that instead of taking up arms and fighting the rebels, it's better to work with them to build an Artificial Black hole and save the planet.

Chen Si: It's like your family isn't on Earth!

Mike Jack: On Earth!

Chen Si: It doesn't look like you have a very good relationship! Because I don't see anything sad in your face!

Mike Jack: My parents sent me to training camp when I was a kid! It's very cruel there! The children who enter there are taught to fight each other every day! It's one of those fist-to-flesh, sharp-armed fights!

Chen Si: So now you're a cold captain?

Mike Jack: Looks like you approved of me!

Chen Si: Generally speaking, what you are doing now is not an obstacle to what I want to do.

Mike Jack: It seems that you, like many people who have come to this ship, have put your life and death at risk when you decide to board it.

Chen Si: It is undeniable that there is a dark side and a great side to human nature.

At this point, the neurophysician's face suddenly changed and he punched Chen Si in the cheek.

Mike Jack: Then go to hell with your greatness!

Chen Si: Oh!

RQ: You shouldn't be so impulsive, even though your heart is full of resentment at the moment.

Mike Jack: Sorry! I lost my temper!

Chen Si: I accept your apology!

RQ: Has the mass space formula been deduced yet? You see, I had only calculation, not a flash of imagination, and that's why I let our captain let you out of the dark room.

Mike Jack: Do we need to be quiet for a while? Perhaps this will allow him to better deduce the mass space formula!

Chen Si: There's another factor that I'm not sure about, but even so, I think we should be able to move on.

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