In this world of steam, the gods once needed people to exist, the continual belief of the masses was necessary for their very existence, the world used to be an utopia!

Not anymore!

In an age were machinery is slowly thriving, the gods found another way to continue living! But only one will be able to sit on the throne of steam, what will be the fate of mortals? Can a mortal also vie for the Throne? 

Waking up amidst a fire, Garett discovered a side of the world that was hidden from ordinary people! Things like superpowers could be granted by different entities, and mysticism is only the tip of the iceberg!

Follow Garett as he finds himself in situations that no mortal man should, the different churches are mainly his foes - while he explores his newfound powers to develop in this steamy world! 

This will become the rising or the downfall of a new star?

One woman was supposed to be a Queen but lost her kingdom and was exiled to a city to be it's City Lord.

The other woman lost her chance to become an Empress.

Can these two strong women build the city of Tomorrow?

Once back at her house Chang diligently cleaned off her makeup before showering. For once Jian allowed her to take her time and bathe herself in peace. Taking advantage of the moment, Chang turned the water temperature up to a degree he for sure would have complained about, filling the room with cleansing steam.

Tilting her head up enjoying the feeling the steaming rainfall across her face, it almost felt as if hot tears were still streaming out. 

Chang scoffed to herself at the thought. It was highly unlikely she could still cry. By the time she got back home she had felt dried up and hollowed out from having cried so much. Placing a hand against the glass Chang grimaced as she shook her head.

'Why can't he understand why I'm afraid. No, this is more than just fear, I'm terrified. And it's not just paranoia from past experiences like he thinks. I know that something bad will happen, because of past experiences. Why doesn't he understand that.'

"Why don't you understand that Jian?" Whispering to herself, Chang despaired. 

'I want to trust in you so bad Jian. I want to believe that it would all be fine, but I know it won't. I wish it could be, it is not fair that it just can't be.

'I wish we had more than just now, I don't even know how we have for now.. I wish we could have a future together. I wanted to be able to wake-up and have your face be the first I see every morning. And you would be awake like usual, and you tell me good morning in that sexy voice of yours then kiss me. I even thought about how nice it would be if we had a baby one day, and how wonderful it would be if he or she had your pretty eyes.'

To her surprise a sob choked up her throat crushing her chest as she tried to stifle it. The injustices just kept piling up when she thought about it. 

'First my dad dying because no one cared. Then I met Jian only to be torn away from him twice. Then my mom dying from cancer not that long after being torn away from Jian the second time. It's just not fair. 

'Why does this keep happening to me? Why do I have to say goodbye now again. Why can't I just be with my family and be happy? Why do they all keep being taken from me one way or another?'

Pressing her weight against her palm on the glass Chang sunk to her knees and allowed herself to weep openly now that she was alone.

Blinking up occasionally she let the hot water wash away her tears as soon as they formed, hoping it would take the feelings with them. They only grew throughout her, suffocating her.

Chang did not know how long she had been in there for when Jian pulled open the shower door, backing up when the cloud of steam assailed him. 

Instantly Liang Jian Amal felt sweat all over his brow and his lower back from the extreme heat and moisture in the room. 

'Has she been in here in this unnatural heat the entire time? That is not good for her, she should know better.' 

"You had been in here so long I was starting to worry for you. What are you doing down there?" As he spoke Liang JianAmal held a hand out to her to help her up off the floor. 

"Jian.. "Her face crumpling Chang quickly jumped up into his arms latching her arms tight around his neck. Burying her face there, she sobbed uncontrollably.

"Hey, why do you keep crying like this, you are going to make yourself ill. There is no need for this, I already told you it will be fine." 

"No, it won't." Barely intelligible due to her sobbing Liang Jian Amal almost chuckled as he held her soaking wet back. He refrained seeing her continued miserable state. Reaching over Liang JianAmal shut off the scalding water that continued running and put arms around his shoulders.

"Chang what do I need to say to reassure you?"

Warning there will be very explicit scenes that may not be suitable for the faint of heart or who shy away easily!
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For the sake of his family image and business he had to marry. Liang Jian Amal chose to go outside his family's wishes, and married a woman they deemed inappropriate.

Fiery, independent, free-willed Chang Dumont soon found herself drawn to him and into a world and life she never thought was possible.

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Hi thank you to everyone checking out my first work! This story is going to have at least a few hundred chapters, maybe more! I hope you enjoy!

-kaya

Master Yuan Jing smiled and asked Liu She, "Are you talking about Zixiao? I accepted him some time ago to make up for my regret."
As he was speaking, the young man turned around and left, leaving only a somewhat thin and tall figure.
Liu She opened his eyes slightly. Nobody knew what he was thinking.
After quite some time he mumbled, "It turns out that he's the fourth disciple of Master Yuan Jing. He looks really extraordinary indeed…"
Although that was what he said, he secretly grew suspicious. Since when did Yuan Jing become Wei Zixiao's master? There were doubts in his heart and the look in his eyes became dim.
Wei Ci was a Langye native and he also studied at Langye Academy. However, due to the misfortune faced by his family, his entire family left Dongqing.
Master Yuan Jing squinted his eyes a little. His cold gaze seemed to have seen through everything. Seeing Liu She's reaction, he said, "I originally could not accept him as a disciple. Although we were destined to meet as a master and a disciple, we're not meant to be."
Liu She's hand, which was holding the chess piece, paused. He looked moderately curious and suspicious. "If that's the case, why did you accept him as your disciple?"
"Zixiao has a knot in his heart. Due to that, he's smart, but he likes to get himself into a dead end. He'll go astray if he's careless. I wanted to have him as my disciple twice in the past, but he rejected me. Now that he's enlightened, I'm very delighted, of course."
For Yuan Jing, there was nothing more gratifying than seeing the disciple he had high expectations for overcome his mental obstacles and grow stronger.
It was as if Liu She was dealing with a closed book. He was completely confused.
All the while, there were only people going after Yuan Jing, wanting him to become their master. There was actually someone whom Yuan Jing wanted badly as his disciple…
Wei Ci… It seemed that Amin also said that he was a good strategist. To put it simply, he was the most handsome among the wise––the smartest among the charmers.
This was a man who was noble in written history and whose dark side and scheming only appeared in unwritten history.
So, Master Yuan Jing, are you sure you're not kidding?
"If you like him this much, he must be pretty good at everything." Liu She tried to keep himself normal, so as not to reveal flaws.
"Of course. Zixiao can make a harmonious and orderly home."
Liu She and Feng Ren, who was watching the chess game by the side, were speechless. Wait a second… Make a harmonious and orderly home? Was there nothing wrong with that description?
******
Knock, knock, knock…
Jiang Pengji immersed herself idly in the hot spring with a neatly folded towel resting on her forehead. Her long, black hair was fixed on top of her head with a hairpin, revealing her slim, fair neck. Her skin was covered with water droplets. Due to the steam, she looked like as if a camera filter was applied to her face.
Although she was wearing clothes, the audience in the streaming room expressed that they could not stand it anymore.
Sugar-fried chestnuts: "#Cheeky. I want to crawl into the screen and have a couple baths with the streamer."
Zhubo Zhengmian Shangwo: "There are always troublemakers who want to snatch the streamer away from me."
Hearing the sound of knocking, Jiang Pengji opened her heavy eyes. Her face was somewhat flushed and misty due to the steam, as if a top-grade blush was applied to her face.
"Has the maid come to deliver the wine?" she asked lazily, her eyebrows lifting her. "Come in! Just place the wine beside the pool…"
Outside the room, Wei Ci, who got permission to come in, opened the door slightly. He was greeted by the hot and humid heat and his sight was completely covered by steam.
The audience in the streaming room was the first to discover an abnormality. At that time, Jiang Pengji's eyes were still lazily shut halfway.
One Chestnut: "Wake up!!! A strange man has entered. Be careful!"
Laosiji Lianmeng: "He's a man, not a maid who delivers wine. Don't fall asleep. He may take advantage of you."
Weifeng Tangtang: "Don't be lazy! Do your streaming right!"
There were people who warned Jiang Pengji, but of course, there were also people who noticed the appearance of the strange man.
Flirtatious bullet screens wiped away the warnings in an instant. He was an unprecedented, spectacular view.
Looking at the changes in the bullet screens, Jiang Pengji frowned a little. She could imagine the charm of the person without turning her head.
The audience in the streaming room did not have much merit, except that their aesthetic standards were quite normal. Not all charming faces made them drool in front of the screen.
"You seem to have come to the wrong room," Jiang Pengji said without turning her head. She rested her arms on the edge of the pool, her whole body relaxed.
The strange man outside did not come in. Instead, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice that sounded like that of a person between their teenage years and adulthood.
"I'm Wei Ci. Your father requests for you to go to Room Tianzi No. 1 in the Rose Garden."
Jiang Pengji turned to look at the man and asked, "Did you say my father?"
Wei Ci's body stiffened a little bit and he lowered his head all of a sudden. He immediately returned to his normal self, as if anything unusual had never happened.
He replied confidently, "You father and Master Yuan Jing are playing chess. He specifically ordered me to come and tell you."
Jiang Pengji secretly rubbed her eyebrows. Although the hot spring was comfortable, she could not be in it for long.
"Why are you being so cautious? Wait a moment. I'll clean up and go with you."
"It's all right. Go ahead."
Right after that, the door closed again. There was a vague shadow by the door. It seemed like the man did not leave.
Upon seeing the situation, Jiang Pengji frowned, but she did not say anything.
She came out of the hot spring and turned off the streaming temporarily. She put on a dry robe after wiping herself off.
After that, she turned on the streaming again and pushed the door open at the same time.
She said to Wei Ci who was squatting by the door, "Please lead the way."
At that moment, she could see Wei Ci's appearance clearly without the steam.
Seeing him in person, she could understand why the people who were obsessed with looks in the streaming room were so excited.
Her thick, long, black hair was damp and warm, draping over her shoulders and leaving wet marks. The ends of her hair were dripping water beads.
Her complexion was as clear as jade and her skin was like fine porcelain. Due to the heat, her cheeks were slightly flushed, giving off a tipsy and enchanted feeling.
The hair above his temples was sharply outlined, as if it was cut with a knife, and his eyebrows seemed as if they were painted on with India ink. His pure black eyes were calm and cool. When he made eye contact with Jiang Pengji, he did not reveal any emotion. It was as if he was empty-minded… Jiang Pengji was fascinated with that alone.
It was the first time she had met the young man for the first time. Why was his guard up?
He turned his eyeballs towards her. He had a plan.
Jiang Pengji knelt down on one knee and squatted close to the young man. The look in the pair of the seemingly calm eyes wavered uncontrollably.
"If you didn't have an Adam's apple and pierced ears, I would've thought that you were a young lady who actually came to the hot spring alone."
Wei Ci looked aloof and he leaned backwards a little, pulling away from Jiang Pengji. He frowned somewhat unpleasantly.
"Your joke is a bit too much. I don't like people who talk about looks and make jokes about them."
Jiang Pengji got up and responded while crossing her arms, "I'm clearly praising you for your good looks."
Wei Ci pursed his lips, got up to lead the way, and replied coldly, "I'm a man. It's really rude to compare me to a woman."
Jiang Pengji was speechless. Why, he has quite a temper!
"Lanting?" a familiar voice interrupted with some hesitation.
Jiang Pengji looked into the direction of the voice, only to see a skinny, young man leaning against the pavilion smiling at her, a look of surprise in his eyes.


Jiang Pengji got something called the Court Intrigue Stream System.
System: "Your goal is to become the most prestigious woman in the kingdom (the Queen)!" 
Jiang Pengji: "Okay, System. No problem!"
Years later, she met the target by becoming the most prestigious woman (the Empress).
Jiang Pengji: "Well done, no?"
System: "Why the hack did you fight on horseback? I want court intrigue among the King's women!"

#how a future general wins the ancient throne
#Her man watches in silence, the System watches with tears

[Turn on the radio, use the shuffle feature on your music collection or your favorite streaming music service. Write something inspired by the first song you hear.]

 Oooooh, this prompt is very creative. However, I won't just write about the first. I'll shuffle through until I get some really good inspiration. I won't settle for a shitty post like yesterday's!
 Okay, I settled on the song Mother Machine by the band Delain. I REEEEEEAALLY recommend you listen to it before reading this so that you get where my inspiration came from!!!!!!!!
 Seriously, the imagery I came up with for this prompt mostly came from listening to the song. If you don't listen to it, I'm afraid this will be disappointingly boring.
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 A world of darkness and soot, smoke and grime.
 Even from afar, one could hear the city's busy activity—whistles blowing steam, presses pounding metal into shape, conveyor belts crankily crawling, detectors letting sirens loose.
 Mechanical monstrosities, rather than people, speedily marched their ways through the streets and alleys with extreme efficiency, delivering loads as heavy as their frames could support. Though, they resembled humans in shape.
 Somewhat.
 Within their heavy packages lied as many of a single type of good as could be compressed into a single box. Some robots carried food stuffs. Others, televisions. And even more, cellphones—it was that time of the decade for the newest models.
 And at the center of it all, a little girl.
 She had no idea of how she arrived in such a place, but she was alone, afraid, and in need of help. Tears streamed down her face and she coughed loudly, struggling to breathe the filthy air, as she tried to take in the details of her surroundings. Gigantic, undecorated, concrete buildings towered overheard, disappearing into the cloud of ash that replaced the sky. Around her, hulking metal figures marched along without any interest in her wellbeing. Their orderly, calculated paths allowed for a small amount of space within which she could travel without getting stepped on.
 She sat within one such lane between the robotic traffic, trying not to wail as metric tons of steel shook the pavement and the cold, dirty air rushed by.
 Reflected in her eyes was a mechanical city she didn't understand…but it was a city, nonetheless. Her instincts lead her deeper in, searching for the warmth which she knew could only be found in another human being's company.
 The girl waddled about, dodging metallic feet and keeping an eye out for any life.
 Any at all, because not even plants seemed to exist within that god-forsaken city. The closest approximation to trees were streetlamps, and for flowers, the random objects littered about which were occasionally dropped onto the hard floor by the metal men.
 Some of those items the little girl recognized, like a box of cookies. The colorful packaging and clear plastic display of the sugary treats tempted her, but two lanes of steel people blocked her way. Other items, like the sphere of glass containing a liquid and a model of a building, she did not. That one shattered when it collided with the pavement, splashing the girl with water and bits of glass.
 Then, by some miracle, something the little girl not only recognized, but dearly wanted, fell directly ahead of her. It was tossed and turned by the air currents on its way down, threatening to fall out of her reach…but it didn't.
 When she reached the red square of cloth, the girl gingerly held it up to her face, inspecting it for a moment. Then, she held it to her chest, allowing it to soak up her tears.
 "Blankie."
 Now with slightly more moral support, the girl continued trudging on into the cities depths. At least, until…
 A whirring sound unlike any other resounded from the distance, loud enough to be heard over the monotonous steps of the robot delivery army.
 The girl's grip on the red blanket tightened and her breaths came quicker as she recognized a tiny human figure far ahead, speeding toward her. Her sniffs even began to die down as her hope of finding another human in that dark city grew…
 Until the figure got closer.
 As it turned out, the whirring sound was generated by the wheels attached to the bottom half of the robot, and only the top half appeared human-like.
 But that was okay, because it seemed to be there for her…
 The girl watched as the robot came to a stop a foot ahead of her and its shiny, metal arms stretched forth toward her. In response, the girl also lifted her own arms, thinking it would lift her like her parents once did.
 Then, it latched onto the red blanket the girl previously clutched, and yanked it out of her grip, the momentum pulling her forward and onto the ground.
 "STOLEN GOODS: RECLAIMED"
 The metal figure let out a high-pitched, almost gargled voice, scaring her further. After which, it bent down ninety degrees at the waste so that it "faced" the little girl, who lied, bawling on the ground.
 "UNAUTHORIZED INDIVIDUAL IS TRESPASSING"

365 days, 365 scenes.
Battles among supreme beings.
Poems about losing love.
Dragons showing mercy.
Kids stumbling upon magic.

This journey involves my answering of 365 creative writing prompts in a desperate bid to overcome my laziness.
The prompts come from https://thinkwritten.com/365-creative-writing-prompts/ and I write one a day.

THE SITUATION RIGHT NOW: I've gotten over the majority of my laziness. I'm unlikely to update this much. It's pretty much complete. The novel I'm working on is Dark Seas Leading Demise

"Umm… I can't do that, and we need to share something called love first," Naruto replied after a moment, swallowing his own feeling. 
He admired her and then grew to love her when he found out her gender. 
Naruto understood long ago that Arturia would never return his feeling.
"I acknowledged you the moment you saved my life from that battle disregarding for your own safety. It was more than just your duty because I am your King, and from the moment you found out my gender, you have constantly harassed me, trying to elicit my emotions…"
"Yes, I failed in that regard," Naruto interrupted bitterly.
"I didn't understand why I couldn't kill you before… I should have killed you when I first met you so I can spare myself from all these feelings. Because of my duty and my thought what a King should be, I tried to kill my heart… since emotions cloud my judgment, but I was wrong. I understood now that it wasn't my blood that makes me King as I have long assumed so due to my birthright. No… it was wrong… like you said, it was the support of those that gathered around me, it's because of them that I was able to build a Kingdom, and their sacrifices were what made my dream possible. In the end, without them… my kingdom crumpled… only now that I could see the truth… I have betrayed them, forsaken them…I'm so sorry… please forgive me." 
Arturia said with tears streaming out her eyes. 
She finally regained her heart and felt pain and suffering of her people.
Naruto smiled as Arturia face filled with emotions like he never seen before. 
He channelled his charka into her to strengthen her body, starving off the curse.
Conviction filled his eyes as he desired to fulfil her last request.
"I will give you an heir, and I do love you. I guess I was suppressing my own emotion as well," Naruto said as he carried her in bridal style, and walked toward her chamber, leaving the throne room behind.
Naruto placed the King of Knights down on her bed gently. 
Before he could move away, Arturia grabbed his head and pulled his face closer to her. 
He knew it was the first time Arturia done this.
"My King," Naruto whispered as she shook her head.
"I wish to forget my duty as King, just for this moment, call me by my name,"
"Yes, Arturia," Naruto said warmly and entered a kiss while as his hands removing her armours. 
Acting out of reflex, Arturia pushed Naruto back, and disengaged the kiss. 
She blinked for a second, and she felt frighten without her armours on.

"I'm sorry," Arturia said with a sad face while Naruto moved closer to her. 
Naruto's hand glided over her body, removing pieces of her armours slowly as he continued gazing into her eyes. 
Arturia felt relaxed as her protection was slowly removed, one by one.

Arturia gasped softly as Naruto's hand began a slow caress, before kneading her firm, ripe breast in his palm. 
Small vibration went through Arturia's body as she felt his gentle touches. 
Naruto lowered his face, shrinking the space between their lips. 
Naruto felt her breathing on his lips as he continued to play with her chest.
For the first time, Arturia discarded all her conscious thought and let her body take over as she pulled Naruto toward her for the long awaited kiss. 
Naruto snatched the opportunity to plunge his tongue pass his own lips into her and find its missing dancing partner. 
Arturia was a bit stunned at first, but she returned the gesture. 
Both their tongues were curling, and massaging each other, completely hidden from view while Naruto took the task of undressing himself with the continuation of keeping Arturia's entertained. 
Her hands were still wrapped around his face.
Their lips never parted as Naruto stroked his hand down her smooth, yet firm stomach before descending down to her most private area.
Arturia snapped out of the kiss as her legs squirmed a little while she moaned exotically as his hand was rubbing her lower entrance in a slow, leisurely manner. 
A lusty breath escaped her lips as Naruto continued work feeling the moisture on his fingers.
Arturia's heart raced as color filled her cheeks and she flushed furiously. 
She gave out a feminine groan as Naruto removed his finger and positioned himself. 
She felt something hard slid between the top of her cerise fold as it inner juice leaked from the depth, waiting for anticipation. 
For a second, Arturia felt frighten, realizing what was about to happen. 
Naruto saw her eyes and reassured her.
"It is okay, Arturia," Naruto said as the tip of his shaft touched her clit. 
Arturia's hand gripped the sheets and nodded slowly. 
Naruto smiled warmly, accepting the command. 
His hip lowered and the shaft finding it ways as he entered her. 
Arturia squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the pain below. It was unlike anything she had felt before as Naruto's erect member torn through her rigid hymen. 
Naruto pressed his hips against her, burrowing deep inside her as she gave out a soft muffled cry.
"It will feel good soon," Naruto whispered into her ears. He felt her nodding through the ruffling of his hair. 
He retreated a little before slowly pushing it back in careful thrust before repeating the process. 
Small clots of blood trickling down the bed sheet with each pump.
Before long, Arturia moaned slightly as she felt the pain go away, and it was replaced with something else. 
It was overwhelming pleasure. 
Naruto smiled at the change of tone in Astorio's voice and increased his tempo. 
Her moans grew in loudness and were soon joined with grunts from Naruto as he increased his speed.
Arturia's excitement increased, unable to hold back any longer as her internal gate burst open, and her body shuddered with rapture, overtaken by climax and intoxicating pleasure. 
She wrapped her hand around his back, sliding down the skin, feeling every muscle scar. 
Some she gave him herself as each of her breath was knocked out by every push. 
She wrapped her leg around his hips and moved along with his thrusting as steam rose from their skin.
Naruto felt his member hardened and the grip around it tightened. 
It would be a matter of time soon as he latched his lips onto Arturia, and their tongue wrapped around each other once more. 
He retreated so only an inch was still inside just moment before climax as they broke from their kiss. 
They eyed each other for only a few second before he felt her leg trying to pull him back in.
"I love you, Arturia, please accept it," Naruto said as Arturia nodded and increased the muscle of her leg. 
Naruto followed the request and clamped down hard as his member speared through her all the way to her womb as it sent out its load, filling her inside. 
Arturia's body shuddered heavily under the orgasm, together with her love.
Naruto and Arturia panted heavily. 
Naruto inhaled deeply, recovering his stamina as he slid the back of his finger down her cheek, and channelling more charka into her body. 
She squirmed her body a little, feeling the foreign energy revitalizing her. 
He rolled over, pulling Arturia on top of him with his manhood still in her. It regained its hardness. The day was still long, and he would give her an heir as she had commanded him.

This is my lemon collection.

Would you like to have a sample? 

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And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! 

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Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. 

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Not for revenge?
Who was going to believe him!
The bullet screen was flooded instantly. Every listener knew what was going on.
Huyu Streaming spent a lot of energy to launch Grave Robber's Chronicles. Seeing as the copyright of Grave Robber's Chronicles was about to be released, Y-God threw them a curveball!
Headstrong! That was the only way to describe him!
Truth be told, once the copyright of Grave Robber's Chronicles was sold out, the copyright of Candle Blowing Ghost will rise and might eventually be sold at a higher price. However, Y-God made an immediate announcement and proclaimed that the copyright would remain perpetually free!
That was done plainly to drag Grave Robber's Chronicles through the mud. In that situation, who would buy the copyright of Grave Robber's Chronicles at a high price?!
 [Oh, f*ck! Y-God is bad*ss!]
 [Too domineering! This is how it ends for those who offend Y-God, f*cking awesome! (Breaking sound)]
 [Hahaha, he's letting off steam! Damn, I've never liked all those Huyu people to begin with!]
 [Not long ago, Huyu was still promoting Grave Robber's Chronicles future adaptations into movies and TV series. Let's see how it turns out for them.]
 [No wonder Y-God created Candle Blowing Ghost. It's aimed at Huyu. Y-God is too talented! I'll cut to the chase and send him a rocket!]
 [You up there, you're aggressive. I'm also going to send a rocket to the awesome Y-God!]
…
"B*stard! B*STARD!" Wang Yuan's mood that day could only be described as an undulation. It was like a roller coaster, rising to the sky and falling back down. His face was looking exceedingly discolored.
Zhou Min stood beside him. Her mouth trembled and she was similarly speechless from shock.
No one would have thought that Ye Lingchen would be so ruthless!
Only a madman would use one of his works to destroy another creation of his own!
"CEO Wang!" At that moment, a staff member came in hurriedly with a pale complexion. "Xinyue Media just called and said that the acquisition of Grave Robber's Chronicles' copyright will be delayed..."
"CEO Wang!" Another staff member came in. "Tencent Animation just called. The production of Grave Robber's Chronicles comics will be temporarily suspended."
"CEO Wang! After Panda's live stream, the number of people on our platform has been decreasing. So far, it has been reduced by 5%!"
"What?!" The news was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Wang Yuan immediately jumped up. "Say that again?!"
The man shivered and dared not speak.
 Panda's live streaming had just only started, yet it had already managed to cause a 5% decrease in Huyu's popularity, all within the span of a few hours?!
Popularity is the lifeblood of a platform!
Wang Yuan had to hurry.
"B*stard! Y-God is a f*cking b*stard!" Wang Yuan slammed the table and nearly fainted from anger.
He spent so much money just to hype up Grave Robber's Chronicles, with huge investments made for operations and publicity. He could already see the results of the harvest, but Y-God suddenly made such a move!
Making a profit was the fundamental reason!
Under such circumstances, the value of Grave Robber's Chronicles would only suffer a sharp decline.
As for the popularity loss, it was a huge blow to Huyu Streaming's platform.
At that juncture, Huyu Streaming was in a miserable position.
Wang Yuan's eyes were red and he roared, "Keep a close watch on Panda Streaming. I don't believe a half-dead streaming platform can make such huge waves!"
Ye Lingchen had closed his live stream by then.
Ring ding ding!
It was no surprise when Song Qian called.
"Y-God, our live stream platform is on fire!" The first sentence from Song Qian were words of rejoicing. He trembled with eagerness and excitement.
"As expected," Ye Lingchen responded indifferently.
"Y-God, you are so talented!" Song Qian was excited was beyond imagination. He felt that the best decision he ever took in his entire life was to follow Y-God because Y-God was far from unambitious!
"Our platform has just completed the acquisition, and tonight, the popularity has reached 5 million! We have another additional fifty Emperors!" Song Qian could not wait to tell Ye Lingchen about the data, "This is just the beginning. We don't have many hosts yet. When we expand, we can definitely surpass Huyu!"
However, Song Qian knew full well that the key to that achievement was Y-God!
After a pause, he continued, " Y-God, don't you think it's a bit too hasty to announce free copyright for Candle Blowing Ghost? Was it worth it to do that just to spite Huyu?"
If Candle Blowing Ghost was a success, it will become a huge piece of intellectual property. Song Qian however, found it a pity to just keep it for free.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Lingchen smiled. He could create countless works similar to Candle Blowing Ghost whenever he wanted. That was how confident in himself as a prodigy!
He simply wanted to prove a point to Huyu, that he could run them down to the ground just as easily as he brought success to them!
"Manage the platform well, oh, and by the way, several well-known hosts from Huyu would also be shifting over to our Panda Streaming. Give them the same treatment that they received in Huyu and make sure it doesn't fall any lower than that!" Ye Lingchen ordered.
"Alright!" Song Qian was even happier to hear that more hosts would be coming over to Panda Streaming. He answered very happily.
Then, Ye Lingchen deposited RMB6,000,000 into Panda Streaming's company account, to be used to meet the basic operation and expenses of the platform. In the blink of an eye, only RMB800,000 was left.
Of the six million, three million was from song copyrights. After Chen Xiaoyan got the money, she immediately called Ye Lingchen.
He shook his head bitterly. It was so easy to just spend money.
Once Huo Yuanjia was released, it should be able to rake in a fortune from the box office. If Panda Streaming took off steadily, there was great potential in it too. On the other hand, Y Cosmetics was already in business and was managed by Zhang Yunxi. At the moment, the store was only barely self-sufficient.
Unwittingly, there were already so many industries under his hands. F*ck, everything was built up with the money!
As he thought of all that, Ye Lingchen's face twitched in distress.
The next day came and it was time to go back to school.
Unsurprisingly, the most frequently-heard topic during his journey was Candle Blowing Ghost. Naturally, many people talked about what happened between Y-God and Huyu.
When discussing Y-God, discussing the other Ys was inevitable too. The topic livened up even more.
Ye Lingchen sat silently at one side and listened. He was relishing the worship of Y-God between all those people around him.
Mm. He wondered if they knew all those Ys were the same person. What would their expression be if they discovered all those Ys were a certain Mr. Ye?
Ye Lingchen could not help but think of something naughty.
The following days were uneventful.
He went to class whenever there were lessons and wrote novels when he did not need to attend any classes; in the meantime, his evenings would be spent live streaming. Everything progressed in an orderly fashion.
Celestial Bane was positioned solidly on the top of the new book rankings and readers continued to pour in. He estimated that it would not take long to be published. Panda Streaming was also progressing steadily, while Huo Yuanjia underwent its final cut and was ready to be premiered during China's National Day.
However, it was during then that an alarming piece of news slowly made the rounds...


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

"Hey Luis, help me move this box."

"Okay, Uncle Jack!"

Luis helps Uncle jack to move big wooden package into his garage. After that, Luis goes to his work site, a canteen for town construction worker. He is a chef and he only can make simple meals. Very normal bread and vegetable soup are the everyday menu and never changed.

He arrived at the canteen kitchen and began to prepare breakfast for the worker. The bread is from the nearby bakery chosen by the city official, he was responsible for making vegetable soup. In any era, meat was always expensive. To make sure the worker meal was healthy, the vegetable soup will always contain bean.

Right now, city lord wants to build a city wall defense system. Using high-pressure steam, city lord wants to install steam cannon and steam gun. This city is borderline with endless forest. The city constantly attacked by the beast horde. Every year, beast horde come more frequently. And the only solution was to build a city wall and installs the steam weapon.

"I hope the bullshit beast horde will end soon," Luis said inside his heart.

Now is time for lunch. One by one the worker come to eat their meals.

"Are you hear? From the scout report, next week will have beast horde again." one of worker said.

"Are you sure?" 

"I'm sure! My brother join army last year. I hear this new from him!"

"Sigh, why every day will be more and more dangerous?" Another worker joined the conversation.

Luis hears it silently while serving the meals. 

"Hey chef, please make your dish more delicious!"

"If I can make meals more delicious than this, I already get out from this shitty city!!" Luis immediately retort.

"Hahaha" All of them laughed at Luis. Right, if he can make good meals, he will surely move to another safe town.

After some bickering, they continue their lunch. They need to back to work site in one hour. 

Luis only can sigh at his fate. He does not want to be a beggar when he moves to the safe city. With his low-level cooking skill, who will eat his meals?

He really misses his homeland. Although his homeland is chaotic, he still wields a considerable power. But now, he just a punny chef in the border city. 

Right, he is a dark magician from another world. His reincarnation was slightly different. He has degenerated from powerful magician to mortal human. Without a road to become a magician again, he forced to live peacefully.

Of course, It was just temporary.

.....

Suddenly the sky became dark. This phenomenon doesn't happen on border city only, but all sky is dark. The cloud is not grey or white, but dark red. With the sun behind it, the cloud became more frightening.

People come out of their house and halt their work just to watch this phenomenon. After the cloud completely covers the sky, a strange sound coming from everywhere.

[Greeting human. I'm this world administrator. Because of your greed, you cut the forest wantonly. So, I don't have a choice. I need to punish you.]

Suddenly abundance mana flow to this world. Luis felt it clearly. He feels ecstatic when he feels mana once again.

[I will open the gate to the abyss and abyss creatures will come out. Of course, I will not cut out all your hope to survive. First, I'm not taking your steam engine technology. So, you can defend your city with it. Second, you can use mana. Third, you can summon a free companion. Of course, it will rely on your luck and capability.]

Luis cleans the kitchen and goes home to check what so-called admin said. After entering his bedroom, he begins meditation. Surely, he can absorb mana from the surrounding.

He feels the similar feeling of his previous life. In his previous lives, in the beginning, he only has a low-level meditation manual. So, he only can slowly absorb the mana from the surrounding. After countless years of war, he found a high-level meditation manual. Alas, his level already high enough. So, he can't swap the meditation manual.

Now is different. He will surely use the high-level manual he has. The manual name is [Dark Heart]. He begins to chant the manual and start meditation. He felt mana flow was faster than before. He immerses in his meditation and forgot his free summon.

[Tut! Congratulation! You are the first human who manages to become Magus. You get free 30 stats points.]

"Huh? 30 Free points? So generous!!"

Then he checks his stats. How does he know about stats? He already experienced it before in his previous life.

Name: Luis Clarkson
Tier: 0
Level: 1 

Hp: 100
MP: 120

Vitality: 10
Strength: 7
Endurance: 5
Magic: 12
Magic resistant: 10

Free Stats Point: 30

Summon Creature: -

Then he allocated his free points 10 to Magic, 5 to Vitality, 3 to Strength, 7 to Endurance, and 5 to Magic res.

Name: Luis Clarkson
Tier: 0
Level: 2

Hp: 150
MP: 220

Vitality: 15
Strength: 10
Endurance: 13
Magic: 21
Magic resistant: 15

Free Stats Point: 0

Summon Creature: -

Normally, to level-up, Magus needs long meditation. As for Battle Mage, they need long arduous physical training. But with [Dark Heart] manual, Luis can steal unused stats from another human when he kills them. Of course, beast and abyss creatures also same.

.....

The meaning of unused stats is before someone accumulates enough mana to create free stats, it's called unused stats, or it also can be called incomplete stats. Of course, the unused stats that he steals will not become free stats. But will automatically assigned randomly.

When some stats already surpassed the level threshold, free points needs will be more than before. For example, Luis Magic stats are 21. 

12+10=21? 8 points are added in level 1 stats, and two points in level 2 stats. Level 2 stats (20 to 29) needed 2 free points to enhance the stats.

.....

Meditation manual was only useful for Innate talent Magus. If someone innate Magus talent was bad, he or she needed to use body refining manual to enhance his or her physique. So, he or she can fight with magic-enhanced physique.

Next morning, Luis wakes up from his crazy meditation.

Human officially enters the steam era. Everything is the steam engine. Train, Cart, factory, anything is steam!

Human feels proud of their innovation. And because of their proud and greedy nature, they accidentally trigger gods wrath.

Gods allow abyss race to invade Alteria. How will human survive? How will our MC survive? 

Stay tuned...

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The baths were spread out in batches. Sadly, Sophie and Luo Qun were the only two women. The best way was for several men to wash together, which would help to save fuel.
Li Du and Steve were the first to enter. In this primitive environment, people would just go in to bathe together stark naked, with no thought about privacy.
Steve laughed self-deprecatingly. "I've lived more than thirty years, man, and since I was able to take a shower by myself, I have never done it in the same room with anyone else."
"Is that so? Then who asked me to accompany him to the bubble bath until he was fourteen? And to rub his back?"
Steve spread his hands and laughed. "Oh, no, uncle Elson, please take care of my reputation… damn, is this the bathroom?!"
They pushed the door open and went in. Steve was shocked.
It was a small wooden house, built out of logs and covered with a thick layer of plastic, with only two small windows in the eastern and southern walls.
The windows were tiny, designed to keep heat from escaping.
There was a fire pit in the middle of the bathroom. The flames were big and strong.
There was a mound of pebbles, large and small, piled together, with hot steam streaming out of it like fog, which made the visibility in the room extremely poor.
As soon as the door opened, Li Du's face became wet with the hot steam.
"What...what is this?" Steve was stunned. "Where's the bathtub? Uh, how are we supposed to wash without a tub or shower? Where's the heater?."
Li Du looked at him scornfully. "Do you mean to explore the taiga with such an attitude? Where would there be a bath in such a place? Where's the extra power to keep the heater going?"
Steve whined, "So what is this thing? A sauna?"
Just as they were exchanging these words, a big old man with a white beard came in, pushing a cart. He saw the door open and said in very thickly accented English, "No, no, no!"
Li Du and the others hurried in. The steam was coming out. It was really a waste.
The old man pushed the cart into the bathhouse. Their translator said a few words to him, and then helplessly told the crowd, "This is a banya, a Russian steam sauna. First, we go into the sauna, and when you are hot, dig up some snow and rub on your body."
The cart was full of snow, which was very clean and looked pure white and free of pollution.
The old man scooped some water and sprinkled it on the hot pebbles. The stones were so hot that the water turned to steam at once. In the hot, steamy atmosphere, Li Du immediately started perspiring.
Steve didn't want to use the banya. His heart condition meant that he was prone to have a heart attack in a sauna.
The interpreter went to the old man and asked him for a large tub of hot water. Steve could not stay long in a sauna, he could only take a regular bath.
The old man, who looked like a tough nut, said with a disdainful expression, "How can banya cause a heart attack?"
"Damn, this type is ignorant," said Steve.
Li Du did not fuss. He thought this kind of steam sauna was pretty cool. He steamed for a while, waited until his whole body flushed red, and then grabbed the snow that has not yet melted and rubbed his heated skin.
Li Du almost died of shock from the contrast between heat and cold!
Feeling the sweat and dust on his body had washed away, he quickly wiped himself off. This was not the kind of bath he imagined; it was really uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the lunch was very rich. There was a big pot of stew, bright red vegetable soup, thick Russian sausage, smoked fish, grilled fish, and fried fish. The vegetables are relatively few, and only in a pickled form such as cucumbers and sauerkraut.
The only exception was the green chili peppers which the residents of the Zimovye grew themselves on their windowsills.
Green pepper was rich in vitamins and was a particularly important vitamin C supplement for them.
Then there was alcohol namely vodka, and of course samogon, a strong home-distilled spirit.
Li Du was good at drinking, but he could not keep this brew down. He drank one mouthful, which burned his palate like fire. When the drink slipped down into his belly, he felt as if his insides were all scorched!
After drinking a mouthful, Li Du could not help exclaiming, "That's some strong stuff!"
Steve took a sip, gasped, and choked.
The Nenets people sipped their drinks carefully, nursing each glass for an hour.
However, the homemade vodka was perfect for warming up, and Li Du took another sip, feeling the heat radiate from his stomach to the rest of his body.
Of course, reasonable people would not dare to drink the fiery liquid, which could cause a gastric perforation.
The party spent nearly two hundred thousand rubles in the camp. Fortunately, taking the exchange rate into consideration, it was not that much.
Here the purchasing power of money was relatively low. The price of diesel was two to three times more expensive than usual, and the price of coal and coke was also expensive, but dried meat, sausage, and other meat products were relatively cheap.
Another cheap thing was wood. Because the party spent a lot of money, the hunters were generous enough to give them a lot of wood. They were allowed to carry off as much as they could and did not need to pay for it.
So, when the convoy hit the road again, the roof was heaped with chopped wood.
The old man was sorry to see them go, but he told them to come back to him often, and that next time he would prepare a reindeer for them to eat.
Li Du could understand this kind of feeling. They spent two hundred thousand rubles in one go, and Savich could make a fortune if they came more often!
The forest was fertile, and Siberia had plenty of water. There were many ponds among the grass plains and the rivers spread out like cobwebs.
"It's like the veins of the earth," Sophie said as she watched the rivers and streams along the way.
After the winter, the rivers were still covered with ice. Sometimes they would go fishing, and when they broke the ice surface on top of the river, freshwater fish would appear underneath.
The roads were so bad and the cars drove so slowly, sometimes crossing bumpy stretches of hills, that they often crawled at the speed of eight or ten kilometers an hour.
After two more days of this, they finally reached Evenk.
The vast Tunguska River appeared before them, flowing swiftly and without ice, though it had tributaries that remained frozen.
They stopped the car and went to the river to find a place to fetch water and wash their faces. Then, just as they reached the river, Ah Meow, who was following Li Du, jumped forward, raised his paws and cried, "Meow!"
Li Du took a look and saw fish!
Big and small fish could be seen swinging their tails freely in the clear stream.
Others spotted them one by one, and Steve laughed. "Ha, we can have fresh salmon for lunch today!"


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

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