Analia, a young successful business woman trying to keep her position no. 1 in the stock market reaches Seoul. There she discovers things which changed her life completely.

Somebody once said, sometimes we have to take the wrong train to reach the right station.
This is my wrong train and this is my story.

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Gun-Ho had nothing to do in the mornings since the auction class started in the afternoon.
All he did was reading an economic newspaper and surfing the web.
"I don't have to feel pressured. Even though I don't make money for a year, it will cost me only about 20 million won."
Gun-Ho sometimes went to a public library to read books he hadn't have time for. He read some liberal arts books or business books.
"Maybe I should invest some money in stocks. I don't want to invest a lot because it's risky. Let's try 50 million won."
Gun-Ho studied stock charts.
"By looking at the trading volume and the moving average lines, Daehan Logistics, Lotte Chemical, and QM Steel look good. In addition, Daehan Logistics is on the market for M&A. Once it is sold to a big company, its stock price will hike. Lotte Chemical looks good too. QM Steel produces stainless steel pipes and it has a low debt ratio."
Gun-Ho had work experience in accounting, in addition to his studies in accounting at Zhejiang University. He could quickly read a company's financial statements. Gun-Ho selected these three companies and traded them on a daily basis. He sometimes lost and sometimes gained. His eyes hurt after looking at his computer monitor for long hours.
 
"They said that Daehan Logistics had been on the market but I don't see any movement related to it. Its stock price doesn't move and it's annoying. They said that CJ, Kumho Asiana Group, and Lotte Group are interested in acquiring it, but nothing happened yet."
Gun-Ho's expectation toward Daehan Logistics lowered. The volume of Lotte Chemical got low. Many of their products are exported to overseas including China, but the stock trading volume became low. Let's sell them once the price recovers to the original price I purchased at."
Gun-Ho didn't make money from Lotte Chemical either.
"The chart and the trading volume looks good. I'm not sure who is pressing the price."
 
Gun-Ho made some money from QM Steel.
"I invested 10 million won into QM Steel and the price went up by 3.5%. Even after I subtract the stock trading fee, I still made 300,000 won."
Gun-Ho went to an ATM close to his office-tel and withdrew 300,000 won he just made from the QM Steel stock trading.
"It's not bad at all. I made 300,000 won in two days."
Gun-Ho went to Gyeongbang Department Store, and bought t-shirts and a jacket with the 300,000 won; he felt like it was free money. He had an extravagant meal in a restaurant located on the top of the department store building.
"Let's sell some of Daehan Logistics and Lotte Chemical, and put them into QM Steel."
Gun-Ho invested 300,000 more in QM Steel and had fun doing something else.
QM Steel had potential. On the following day, Gun-Ho closely monitored the stock movement of QM Steel. Its stock price was exceeding the market price, and Gun-Ho sold his stocks at a good price while monitoring the one-minute chart.
"I made 200,000 won today."
 
Once Gun-Ho started making money by stock trading with QM Steel, he didn't want to do anything else but doing stocks in his office-tel.
"It's time to go to the auction class. Should I skip the class today? Or should I go? The stock market is still open."
Gun-Ho decided to go to the class.
"I should know about auction and I already paid for the course. It's hard to take my eyes off the stock chart though."
 
The instructor of the auction class explained about how to participate in an auction at a courthouse.
"There are a lot of websites showing the auction items. To have more details on the items, you can register certain websites by paying a small membership fee. If you see one you really like, you will have to go see it yourself."
The auction was interesting, maybe because it is easily found in daily life.
"Before you go see the item yourself, you should read and understand the information provided by the court website. Once a property is sold at an auction, it releases the financial institution's debt; however, you have to be careful with the issues with a tenant, right of superficies, and the Imchi right."
A student raised his hand and asked a question.
"What is Imchi right? I saw a banner on a building on the way to the class today; it said it was exercising its Imchi right."
"Imchi right is a legal term. It is created when one party entrusted money or objects to another party, and the receiving party promised to keep it safe. Usually, the construction company or renovation company exercise this right when they didn't get paid for their work."
Gun-Ho was not sure if he fully understood what the instructor said.
"A legal term is always difficult to understand."
 
Gun-Ho spent money more easily than before since he had been making some money from day trading. He now took a taxi instead of a bus or subway when he came home from his auction class in the private institution in Yongsan to his office-tel in Yeongdeungpo.
"A bus doesn't run often and I don't get a seat on a bus after the class because the bus is often full during the hours."
The taxi fare was not a big deal to Gun-Ho anymore.
 
There was no auction class today.
Gun-Ho felt lazy cooking his breakfast. He went to a porridge house close to his office-tel to have his breakfast; he had a vegetable porridge.
"Let's do the day trading with QM Steel today unless I see other exceptionally good stocks that exceed the average market price."
Gun-Ho sat his desk and opened the online stock trading website and logged in by entering his login ID, password, and his authorization certificate.
"Huh? What is this? The price stays the same and the trading volume is zero?"
It was strange. Gun-Ho clicked the official announcement.
"What? The company might be delisted and they are looking into it right now? Its president is accused of embezzlement? I invested 30 million won in QM Steel. Trading of this stock is not allowed until all become clear. F*ck! I can't touch my money until then."
 
Stock investment was difficult. Gun-Ho spent time studying about stocks and analyzing financial statements, and he carefully selected bottom-priced stocks to play with, but still, this sort of things happened to him.
An investigation of delisting of a company occurred when there was; embezzlement, breach of duty, fabricating a sales report or giving inaccurate publicly available information in bad faith, that was material enough to affect an investors' decision. Gun-Ho entered the stock discussion forum where he could get various information.
"The president took the company's money and ran away."
"The majority shareholder entity of QM Steel will start its rehabilitation process."
"That president committed embezzlement before, and he did it again during his probation period and already flew to another country."
All sorts of rumors came out.
Gun-Ho felt drained. What if he invested all of his 1,170 million won into the QM Steel stocks? The thought of it terrified him.
"Whoa, it's not difficult to lose everything in a day."
What Chairman Lee said crossed Gun-Ho's mind.
"I don't do stocks because I can't figure out the other player's cards. That's why I don't do stocks."
Gun-Ho could picture Chairman Lee smiling.
 
"What if they decided to delist the company stock? I will likely lose my shares. They might declare bankruptcy. Sh*t!"
Gun-Ho was so worried that he didn't even feel hungry for lunch.
"I lose 30 million won from my investment in QM Steel; if I add my living cost and the office-tel rent of 20 million won to it, I will lose 50 million won in total for the year… I can lose all of the money I made from China gradually in this way!"
Gun-Ho felt scared.

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

Fang Zhao was still frowning, so Chu Guang turned on his bracelet screen and switched to draw mode.
"To put it in simple terms…"
Chu Guang drew two circles on his screen and connected them with a straight line. He pointed to the circle on the left. "Let’s say this is the tough guy type." Then he gestured to the circle on the right. "This is the pansy type."
Fang Zhao nodded.
Chu Guang drew a third circle in the middle of the line. "This is the hybrid. During the Reg Era, most virtual idols were centrists or center-left. Even if right-leaning idols existed, they were a minority. But after the Reg Era, virtual idols veered to the right. That’s why my uncle made that comment. Even though he was exaggerating and things aren’t that bad, the overall data supports this trend."
Fang Zhao understood. He had read about the transformation of virtual idols in his research as well. To compete with real idols, virtual idols had to reinvent themselves—and their evolution did indeed lean toward the right of the spectrum as Chu Guang had said.
Chu Guang turned off his bracelet screen. "This is a visual era. Standards of beauty shift from generation to generation. The top idols during the Reg Era may not be successful if they were transplanted to today. You can see traces of the classic idols from the Reg Era in today’s virtual idols, but they have been tailored to current aesthetic standards so they can better fit prevailing visual preferences. Just like our styles as composers will evolve over our lifetimes."
"A businessman once said, ‘The market is always right. If you can’t fit in, then the problem lies with you. You must change with the times and not fight the market.’"
Fang Zhao still looked puzzled, so Chu Guang offered up more consolation. "But you don’t have to take these things too seriously. You’re a composer, not a professional virtual idol producer. Plus, Silver Wing doesn’t really care about the virtual idol project. Just base your design on the company’s previous virtual idols and wrap up the project soon. Composing is your priority. We’ll be waiting for you on the charts."
There were many more charts beyond the New Pioneers Chart. The New Pioneers Chart was only a starter chart. They had many other charts to climb.
After leaving campus, Chu Guang drove away in his flying car. Fang Zhao boarded his train too. He had to switch trains once to get to his black street.
When Fang Zhao got home, it was already 4 p.m. The black street was still dark.
Curly Hair sensed Fang Zhao’s arrival and was waiting by the door. When Fang Zhao entered, it whimpered and wagged its tail vigorously.
Fang Zhao scanned his apartment. Nothing was broken. He fondled the dog on the head and poured food onto its plate.
He had just set down his briefcase and barely finished a glass of water when his bracelet indicated a call.
Fang Zhao raised his eyebrows when he saw the caller ID.
When he answered, Fang Sheng’s face appeared.
After being crowded out by Fang Zhao on the New Pioneers Chart, Fang Sheng’s stock at Neon Culture had no doubt suffered, even though it hadn’t completely tanked.
It was their first contact in some time. Fang Sheng looked less obnoxious. His horrible pallor, puffy eyes. and the dark green circles surrounding them suggested he was in bad shape. It had been a while since he'd last slept well.
"You cunning bastard." Fang Sheng gritted his teeth.
"Why, thank you." Fang Zhao was oblivious to the anger in his tone. Did thieves have the right to be angry?
"You must be delighted to have pulled a fast one on me, eh?" Fang Sheng was convinced that Fang Zhao had held back a song from him as a precaution. Otherwise, where did the "hehe" song come from? He never knew about it when they were close.
You couldn’t blame Fang Sheng for his suspicions. Yet a diary entry written during heartbreak was very private. Unless Fang Zhao completed the piece, he would have never shown it to anyone, even Fang Sheng, whom he considered a close friend back then.
Fang Zhao ignored the question. He put down his glass and stared at Fang Sheng. "You think this is over?"
Fang Sheng was going to make fun of Fang Zhao for being stuck with the virtual idol project at Silver Wing. Instead, he was caught off guard by Fang Zhao’s response. "What do you mean?"
"Just wait and see."
Wait for what?
What did Fang Zhao have up his sleeve?
Could Fang Zhao have held back other songs?
"What do you mean, Fang Zhao? Be straight with me."
Fang Zhao hung up, shunning the panicked Fang Sheng.
He walked to the corner where he composed and pulled open the drawer where the original owner of his body kept his diary. He added the medal he'd received today at graduation from Yanzhou Music Association for his fifth-place finish in the new talent contest.
Even though Fang Zhao arranged the song, his body’s original owner was the composer. He deserved the credit.
"I’ll take care of the rest."
Now that he had graduated, Fang Zhao didn’t need to go to campus anymore. It was also summer break, and the next virtual idol course didn’t start until September. It was only early July. That was more than a month away.
Fang Zhao had to draft a project proposal in the next month; otherwise, he would be too busy to sit in on the virtual idol class come the new semester.
Recruiting a team could wait. First, Fang Zhao had to decide on the look of his virtual idol.
Fang Zhao understood everything Chu Guang had said, but he was an old relic parachuted into the present time, after all. He was still absorbing.
Why not retain the core of past virtual idols and repackage it?
Virtual idols had an edge in that they didn’t have to be human. There was a huge market for the fairies and demons that ruled the Reg Era and furry, cute pet animals. Some of the classics lasted several generations. Different styles catered to different demographics.
The market.
How do you cater to the market?
But the market was a mystery. No one had an absolute answer.
Fang Zhao was still struggling the next day.
When he was having breakfast in the morning, Fang Zhao noticed the paper notebook sticking out of his briefcase. He used it to take notes when he was doing research in his office. Eventually, there had been too much information to jot down, so he'd started scanning pages with his bracelet instead.
But among the few lines in the notebook was a quote that stuck with him. Something the father of virtual idols, Reg Smith, had said: "I worship only what I create."
Composing was a form of creativity.
Even an artist trapped in a cage was free at heart.
"I worship only what I create."
Fang Zhao repeated the quote again in a low voice and laughed. He opened the notebook and started drawing with a pen.
No one knew that the core of this body had endured the end of days. Fang Zhao couldn’t shed his experiences from his soul.
Instead of second-guessing all the time, why not give yourself free rein?
Time passed and light started seeping through the windows. The noon sun was about to arrive.
Dressed in a wife-beater and baggy boxers, Yue Qing dragged a chair to his storefront for his daily tan. He was surprised that Fang Zhao hadn’t showed up yet.
"Did the kid head out?" Ai Wan stopped by to ask.
"I dunno. Didn’t see him this morning." Yue Qing scanned Fang Zhao’s window, which was open.
"He hasn’t left. The kid’s still in," Yue Qing confirmed.
"That’s odd. Very unusual." Ai Wan shook his head. Out of occupational habit, he had studied Fang Zhao for days. There was something off about him. He was a bit guarded. Maybe all artists were like that.
Inside the apartment, Curly Hair had just finished his breakfast and was resting quietly. Its droopy ears occasionally shifted in sync with the hustle and bustle outside.
The noon sunlight and the noise didn’t affect Fang Zhao’s concentration at all.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

With that thought, everyone was full of anticipation.
However, after waiting for two days, the stock graph was still completely normal, so they were a little disappointed.
It was a coincidence that the stock index was undergoing a 4,500 point correction those two days. The stock market plunged. On the first day, it took a sharp dive of 4%, dozens of stocks hit bottom and a large number of stocks fell 7%-8%. Everyone panicked. It was especially bad in the afternoon. The stock market had opened high and everyone was cheering as it seemed to be finally picking up, but it started dropping rapidly again.
Countless stocks plunged, and after the dive from the previous day, panic had gained a foothold. The individual investors began to dump their stocks in an attempt to get out. Countless stockholders began clearing out all their stocks, declaring that the bull market had peaked. The people who had bought Thunder Shares were just there to join in the excitement. Hence, they did not sell but instead held on to their shares.
At 1:15 PM, when most of the other stocks in the market began to plummet, something amazing happened—
First, someone realized that Thunder Shares had mysteriously recovered to the opening price somehow. It was rare for one stock to do so well compared to the others. Hence, they entered Thunder Shares' main page and were completely stunned after just one glance…
"Everyone, quick look. The Thunder Shares' banker is making a move again! God, it's going straight up, completely against the market trend!"
"Look, quickly. The mysterious Thunder Shares' banker really likes to do strange things. The stock market has fallen so much, but Thunder Shares is skyrocketing. It has gone back to its opening price from -5 from before!"
The speed of information dissemination in the stock market was extremely fast. Within ten minutes, Thunder Shares had attracted the attention of countless people.
At this time, the stock market had already dived down by 56 points, and a large number of stocks had plummeted. While everyone watched, Thunder Shares showed a sideways trend. It really was sideways. Despite the fluctuations in the market, it remained stable! Then, the line started to rise straight up like a chive in spring!
A single red flower in the midst of the thick foliage had erupted!
Everyone was stunned! The stock market took a dive and yet Thunder Shares went against all trends and rose instead?! What was this?!
This was disaster avoidance! Many people began to test buying Thunder Shares. It was strange. Typically, when the number of people buying a stock increased, the shares would rapidly inflate. Thunder Shares was like a sponge. Regardless of how many people bought in, the trend graph continued rising steadily. Furthermore, it was a beautiful and smooth curve!
This was definitely the work of the mysterious banker!
Everyone had learned their lesson this time. This was pushing people into being buffers, they must not be fooled!
Then, everyone saw an amazing scene—after the curve continued for about a quarter of a circle, it shot straight up!
What the heck? They were going against the trend and hitting the daily limit up! The stock market had dropped by 75 points and this share was going to hit limit up, they had to go after it!
This time, the crowd was not as calm. They started buying in. As a result, after the straight line rose by about two points, it turned and moved sideways…
What was going on? First a quarter of a circle, then straight up, and then across…
Just when everyone was still trying to figure out what it was, the line went straight and started moving downward again!
Damn! The investors could not remain calm this time…
"What the hell is this banker thinking? What is he drawing this time?! Why can't I figure out what it is?"
"Yes, this banker is really weird. The last time it was an ECG. What is it this time?"
Then, everyone saw the line curve into a quadrant again after it had gone straight down. This time, the curve was downward…
The eyes of the onlookers almost popped out. "What the heck? That's impossible. The banker is drawing… big boobs?!" "Insanity, this is insanity! The stock market is plunging and he is drawing big boobs… is he trying to tell us something?!"
Sure enough, after this curve was done, it really was a drawing of big boobs. Not only that, but it also had two "raisins"…
Everyone was ecstatic. To a shareholder, a dive following a market adjustment was something they feared. Tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands could be lost in an instant. At times like this, everyone would be really down. However, this set of boobs made by Thunder Shares' curve amused everyone and cheered them up—
"Damn, only this banker has the ability and creativity to go against the trend. I'm buying into this stock!" "This is fun. Anyway, I have already lost hundreds of thousands, I'm not afraid to lose tens of thousands more. I'm going to buy-in for the fun of it!" "Same here. It's such a major adjustment and yet this banker dared play the market like that. There will definitely be more fun to be had in the future. I'm buying some too."
Just like that, the trading volume of Thunder Shares began to increase. Most people bought at least a few hundred lots just so they could join in the fun…
Today's stockholders had experienced two extremes. They met the market adjustment and dropped a few points. They also hit the limit up after numerous people bought into Thunder Shares following the drawing of the big boobs…
"Eh? Dali, these two big buns are quite worth drawing." Gu Feifei looked at the curve which rose quickly to limit up and laughed out loud. "The two big buns caused a big influx of funds and we actually hit limit up. You should have earned at least 20 million from this!"
Hong Dali bought hundreds of millions worth of Thunder Shares previously. This limit up earned him 10%. After deducting the money spent drawing the lines, he still made more than 20 million…
"Oh, I made a profit. Not bad." Hong Dali went back to his room and took out his mobile phone, then started checking to see if there were any news in the past two days. As he looked, he said, "Twenty million, let's go out and spend it tonight. See if there's anything interesting happening. Speaking of which, it's really inconvenient not having everyone around. This is a bit depressing." Hong Dali had always been responsible only for spending money. Ling Xiaoyi was responsible for all other things.
But now, everyone else was not here. It was very troublesome. However, this world was where he had originated from. He was hesitant to let Tang Muxin and the others know about his transmigration.
By right, such a good Enjoyment Dimension that was free of all worries should be enjoyed by everyone. But if they knew that he was a transmigrant…
"System." Hong Dali thought for a while. After all, they were all his close friends. It would not be fun for him to be here alone. He decided to ask the System for assistance. "I want to bring my lackeys here. However, they will then find out about my identity as a transmigrant. Is there a good solution to that?" Well, it would be a pity if he did not ask the System for help with problems like this.
Sure enough, the System quickly gave an answer. "Given the host's transmigrant identity, when bringing lackeys here, you can adjust their memories appropriately. This way, there will not be much resistance to the identity of the transmigrant. That means, they might be curious after they encounter something, but they will not question the existence of the Host."
Hong Dali took a deep breath, relieved—as long as the others did not care about his identity as a transmigrant, nothing else mattered. As to the questions they might have about this parallel world, that was easy…
"Alright, trading has stopped." At this time, Gu Feifei threw away the mouse, satisfied with the result. "Dali, what shall we do next?"
With help from the System, it was a load off Hong Dali's chest. He smiled. "Ah, don't be anxious. Let me see if anything fun is going on. En, let's go see what Han Songyang and the others are up to later."
When people feel relaxed, the next thing to do was go out and have a good time. Hong Dali looked at his phone—18 missed calls, more than 60 new messages on Weixin…
Woah, did something big happen? 
He looked at the messages on Weixin first—
Han Songyang: "Dali, the big baldy from Black Dragon Hall has been convicted. He is being closely watched in prison. I heard that the people at Black Dragon are very concerned about this matter. I found out from gossip that Black Dragon Hall has sent someone over to assassinate you. Don't go out alone."
Han Songyang: "Dali, the news is confirmed. Black Dragon Hall sent out a total of eight top fighters to look for you. Don't stay at the villa for now, in case they attack at night."
There were several more such messages, then there was one from the gorgeous Qiao Suyu— 
"Dali, the mother of that child has come to the hospital. She has been crying and saying that she wants to thank you. She was due and getting ready to go to the hospital when the big baldy barged into her house. He punched her, causing the baby to be birthed before it was ready, then he threw the baby away once it was born. At that time, she had fainted from crying too much." 
"It seems she's very fond of the child. Although the father was a bad person, she said that she did not want her child to know about it. Right now, the child has regained consciousness and everyone likes him. He is really cute."
After that were some miscellaneous messages— 
Qiao Mingfeng: "Brother Dali, are you free these few days? Ask your bodyguards to teach me…" 
He was a martial arts fanatic. If there was a chance, he could have Feifei or Cutie give him some pointers.
Ye Xuanxuan: "Brother Dali, are you free to meet up? My family is in the hotel business. There are many rooms for you to choose from…"
Sweat gathered on Hong Dali's forehead. He quickly deleted the chat log. If his Xinxin saw this, she would definitely kick up a big fuss… 
Anyway, there were two things that were most important at present. One was that Black Dragon Hall was preparing to get even with him. However, Gu Feifei and Cutie Ke were with him, and they could simply kill whoever they sent, regardless of the number.
The other was that the child had woken up. Although his father was not a good person, the child was innocent. Well, he would go to the hospital to see him first!


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


The others have been with their girlfriends all day long, while I haven't seen mine in two months.
Embarrassed, Cong Nianwei added a stab to Qin Guan's heart, “I have another class later. I plan to apply for a double degree in my sophomore year. I have to take the city design class in advance in the afternoon. I’m sorry, Qin Guan.”
Suddenly, tears filled Qin Guan's eyes. He looked like a wet dog.
The passing students saw a gloomy, tall handsome man crying because of Cong Nianwei.
Cong Nianwei kicked Qin Guan. “Stop pretending! I know you well. I’ll buy you a cup of milk tea. Now go home!”
She went to the water bar downstairs, bought a cup of pearl milk tea and handed it over to Qin Guan. Waving her hands, she shooed Qin Guan away like a small dog.
The scene made her classmates feel intimidated. How powerful the Queen is! We have to worship her! She just drove away such a handsome boy. She is so strong!
From then on, Cong Nianwei became famous in the Department of Architecture at QH University, her tough reputation protecting her from many a nasty pursuer.
Hanging his head down, Qin Guan walked out of the campus. I failed once again in dating her. Next week, I’ll sign the contract and meet with the director of the agency. Sister Xue has accepted several small jobs, and I have to tutor Huang Jiajia. Qin Guan would be very busy.
It will be a long time before I see her again. Qin Guan felt wronged while he rode the bus. There was a traffic jam at Zhongguancun.
Since he had nothing to do in the afternoon, idling at Zhongguancun sounded like the best choice.
The bus arrived at the stop with difficulty, and Qin Guan got off immediately. The main entrance of the electronics building reminded him of something from his past life.
In his memory, Zhongguancun had grown just within a couple of years, the prices becoming fixed for all electronics stores in the capital.
When Qin Guan had been in college in his past life, he'd had no idea about the high-tech electronics market. However, he had known about the battle of the memory bank that had taken place between 1999 and 2000.
Nobody had known which shop or supplier had started the battle. It was impossible to narrow down the scope to one group or store.
In June 1999, without any prior warning, the battle of the memory bank had started.
In quite a short time, 128M memory banks were totally sold out at all retailing stores at the Zhongguancun business district.
The stocks had run out at all stores that assembled computers or retailed electronic accessories.
As a result, a small-scale panic had spread through the stores at Zhongguancun like the flu. People had tried to replenish their stock using all kinds of crazy methods.
There had been no 128M memory banks, while 256M and 512M memory banks had still been in stock. Prices had begun rising instantly, from the original price of 80 yuan to more than 200 yuan. The price had been tripled in only a few days.
The sellers at Zhongguancun had gone crazy. They started stocking the memory banks, anticipating to make more money by selling them at a higher price.
Smaller merchants lost their business as customers did not wish to pay a bubble price.
The trading volume suddenly dropped by 30%.
Then one day, while the prices had still been surging, a large amount of memory banks entered the market, and the prices began to fall in refluent waves.
One day, the price for the 128M memory bank had been 248 yuan, while on the next one it was 201 yuan. On the third day, it was 122 yuan, and on the fourth day, it was 79 yuan, which was even lower than the original price.
The whole market had gone mad. A depressing atmosphere had taken over Zhongguancun. The retail investors with stock had been hurt badly, and plenty of middlemen couldn’t sell out their stock.
The tall building had collapsed in one moment. Some people had closed their stores, while others had gone bankrupt. Amid the storm, many people had lost everything.
In Qin Guan’s past life, one of his roommates had told him the story.
A computer fanatic that Qin Guan had met through work had also confirmed it.
Qin Guan looked down at his mobile phone subconsciously. On the screen, it stated that it was late May 1999. There were several days left before the memory bank battle.
Qin Guan hesitated.
Since his rebirth, he had neither recalled his past life, nor tried to change other people's lives. He had avoided plagiarizing, copying, making fast money or stealing other people's achievements.
Like a small butterfly, I haven't raised any storms. Is this the original world I used to inhabit, though? Will there be a battle of memory banks this time, too? Or would it be in vain if I tried to stock memory banks?
Qin Guan was in a dilemma when a woman in a flowery shawl jumped out of a corner with a baby in her arms, and told him in low voice, “Young man, you must be a green hand. You have been standing here for so long. You dare not ask directly, right?”
She pulled Qin Guan over and continued to speak kindly, “I’m warm-hearted, but you can't buy anything from the entrance. You want those disks, don't you? Just follow me.”
She had mistaken Qin Guan for someone who wanted to buy special disks.
Qin Guan decided to follow her and have a look.
They crossed Zhongguancun street to the small roads at the back, where a two-floor building with a shabby wooden sign was located. On the white sign there were several black characters stating that it was a business building.
The woman waved at Qin Guan, gesturing for him to come closer. They entered the building, despite the fact that it looked like it was about to collapse.
Although it was broad daylight, it was dark inside. There were rows of small yellow doors without door plates or numbers.
Several furtive people would come out of the doors, confirming that it wasn’t a haunted building.
The woman led Qin Guan down a corridor on the left with familiarity. They didn't stop until they reached the door at the end of it.
The woman pushed the screeching door open to reveal a whole new world. Actually, it was like a noisy vegetable market inside.
There was a large room filled with shelves, and in the middle of it there was a large pile of disks.
The woman pulled Qin Guan into the room, patted the arm of a young man who was arranging some disks, and pointed at Qin Guan. “This is my customer. Write it down on the record for me.”
The young man took a notebook and a pen out of the pocket of his apron. The woman found her page and signed as Sun Erhua. She returned both the notebook and the pen to the young man, warning him, “Don’t make any mistakes!”
Then she cast a smile at Qin Guan and went out with her baby to find more customers.
The young man didn’t plan on assisting Qin Guan. Pointing to the shelves, he said, “Game disks are on the left, office software is on the right. TV series and films are at the bottom. You can look for any disks you're interested in.”



Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

"Your majesty, here are the overall statistics."  Said Councillor Gregory, from the Council of Agriculture.
Landon took the documents and quickly looked at the pie chart before him..... and well as several other tables and charts.
"What about the tomatoes and fish?
Are the sales any better compared to last month's?"
"_"
.
Landon had realized that even with a population increase, some foods still caused them to make losses.
Take for example Fish.
With the new fishing ships, one could carry thousands of fish at once.
And even though Baymard's population was over a hundred thousand... after the goods hit the market, they still had too many excesses left behind, as not everyone enjoyed fish.
.
And within this time frame, they had just been keeping the fish frozen for months in the freezers.
One could deep freeze fish for 10-12 months at best..... but for Landon, he didn't want the industries or market places to have so much useless stock at hand.
So he had come up with another way to get rid of the excesses.
. 
"Your majesty, so what do we do about the excesses?"
"Don't worry.... By the end of this month, we'll start producing several new items." Landon said, while circling some information on the documents.
.
Of course Landon had been monitoring the 'excess' problem since August.
That was why he asked the construction workers to construct and equip several new and old buildings within the food industry.
And even though construction was completed a while back, he wanted to see Baymard's consumption rate of these goods were.... with the addition of the new refugees.
.
Looking at everything now, even with the winter coming..... Baymard would still have several excesses as well.
For food like tomatoes, they could only grow well during hot climates.
Of course they could still do so in the winter, but the yields would be devastatingly low.
.
Nonetheless, with the addition of 19 more massive greenhouses around and within the food industry.... this wasn't an issue anymore, as the greenhouse mimicked the ever sunny weather of the summer.
Hence leaving Baymard would roughly about the same yield that it had during hot climates.
.
So with all these greenhouses, foods that could only grow in hot climates, were also planted there as well.
And with Baymard's growing population, the people and markets needed to constantly be stocked.
So greenhouses were definitely a must!
.
"Your majesty, as we currently lost over thousands of rotten tomatoes per month.
If we can minimize these losses, then that would be perfect!" Gregory said agreeably.
If some of the tomatoes were packaged, this would reduce how much would be put into the market... and in turn, reduce the losses from rotting and so on.
.
"Hmhm..... I've decided that we'll start by selling 60% of these raw goods to the market, while the other 40% will be used to make these packaged goods.
And if the market needs more or less than what is given to them... then well increase or decrease the percentage depending on their demands."
"Brilliant your majesty!
Oh right!.... we also have the...."
"_"
.
Landon's meeting continued for another 35 minutes... and when he was done, he had decided to head towards the Food Industry.
With the statistics he had just received, it was better for them to start making these goods immediately.
After all, aside from all the missions the system gave him..... his main priority, was always to advance this place to at least earth's standard.
And this included food as well.
So he might as well hop to it!
.
Landon and Lyore discussed their plans moving forward..... and 2 days later, there were several 'ads' in the newspapers, about all the jobs they were offering concerning these new industry departments.
It also detailed all the positions they wanted, what the pay would be for each position, and so on.
.
A week and a half later, interviews were held at one of the halls within a multipurpose building in the upper region.
As this was already December, school had already ended during late November..... so of course, a lot of graduates applied immediately.
And even the refugees who had previously been hospitalized for 1-2 months, due to their injuries at the estates... had also applied for the positions as well, as they were now free and jobless.
.
The interviews continued on for another 1 and a half weeks.... and by January 5th, several letters were sent out to those who made it..... telling them to come to work on the 12th, 16th, 19th, 23rd, 27th and 31st of the month..... depending on what their assigned departments were.
Essentially, Landon wanted to make 6 main goods: Canned Tuna, Canned Sardines, Canned Tomato Paste, Canned Crushed Tomatoes, Ketchup and Canned Beef stew.
.
Thinking about it up to here, these products would also be good for those out of Baymard as well.
If someone was really hungry, they could just take out a can of beef soup, sardines and tomatoes.... and come up with a proper meal.
Plus, even back on earth, these cans were like 99 Cents.... so of course in Baymard, they would also have to be ridiculously cheap as well.
.
Maybe 2 cans for 1 copper coin.... depending on the can's size and product quantity inside.
This way, even the peasants out of Baymard, could afford to eat a proper meal.... rather than paying 3 to 5 copper coins for bread.
With that same amount, they could get 6 to 10 cans of food, which wouldn't expire anytime soon..... as most of the canned goods would expire in a year or more.
.
As for how Healthy these canned foods were, Landon had paid the system a ton of points, just to get a proper modified version of how the goods were supposed to be made..... as opposed to how earth made them.
Hence, they were perfectly healthy now.
.
Time flew by fast, and the letters of appointment were sent out.
And soon.... the D-Day had come.
It was January 15th, 1026.
Today, the new employees would begin training for Tuna Manufacturing!


Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

  
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Author here, thank you all for tuning in..... english is my second language... so I promise to try my best.

P.S, please dont compare my Novel to others... not all world development novels have to have the same format.

COPYRIGHT © A. D. Torres

Date Published: March 30, 2020

Chapter Title: Vampire, What? (5)

Chapter no. 58

(Qin Zetian's POV)

When it was almost night time I brought food and went to the library once again. I tried making excuses from Roushi and Weishen and pretend that I'll rest early. I searched for the crown prince's whereabouts but I couldn't see him, so I turned to ask my mom if she had. But she said the prince received an invitation from the palace and that caused him to leave with urgency along with my father. I guess he'll deal with the matters of the court and the emperor might be planning with something else. 

I just hope that we won't get into trouble.

I started writing in a journal book and sorted the things that I will do starting tomorrow. 

- I need to give batch of medicines to the empress, tonics or antidotes and check her condition.

- I need to check the restaurant's condition and stability.

- I need to hire new sets of employees for the farm, and much better if they will belong from the bandits so they are capable of fending off trouble.

- I need to start constructing a new building that will be considered as a stock room for the harvested products and eventually build high fences to ward off trouble/ unexpected crimes; especially arson cases.

- And then I need to settle a new place here in the capital where I can build a new public market.

I stood up and brought a candle with me as I look for medical books. Our residence is known for having the largest medical pavilion in the kingdom so it is likely impossible that I won't find good medicines there. When I got hold of one book, I never thought that it will lead to a volume of books; if I am not mistaken there should be at least twenty books here that holds a continuation. Well I guess I will need to summarize everything and let time run. 

I started with the basic medical books which I have mastered from the modern world, so I guess this will be a refresher for me. It has been so long since my mom and I read these. 

There were vast introductions with the basic herbs commonly used for medicine. There are also steps and procedures on how I'll prepare the medicine and likely what ailments are suitable for the said herb. But as a modern woman sent to the barracks of military I learned to use them in advances. This world has not yet discovered the benefits of modern medical technology so I guess I will need to rely in my memory of the past. There are also herbs identified with medical properties but based on research studies of modern day these have harmful properties which advances the condition to the next stage. I guess I will need to write my own medical book, because no matter how intelligent and prodigious a person can be it is likely impossible to remember everything at the same time. I am incomparable to a computer, I might add. 

This will be a night to remember then. 

She was a legendary figure, a genius neurosurgeon, a renowned lawyer and one of pillars of wildlife conservation. Her brainpower was too horrifying that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. One day Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomatic relations with the terrorists and deal with the aftermath of risking her life to fulfill her duty. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated and died by the hands of her childhood best friend. Remembering that no matter how important a person is to you, there will come a time that love will abandon and betray you.

He was the son of an affluent technological expert, a professor from Harvard University and the heir to AdTech-Space Developers Corporation. Professor Qin Xue Rong spearheaded the expedition to Jupiter and ventured the lands of the unknown yet one night the great red spot appeared without warnings, thus putting everyone at risk. He could have saved his life, but he sacrificed his own to save his people and send them back to earthly safely. He was then sucked by the storm, bringing with him was a 17-Petaflop Titan Supercomputer and Valkyria the most advanced space humanoid robot.

But the gods seemed to have different plans. Two lost souls with untimely death were fated to meet in the era of the past and change the mistakes of the history. One became the wicked and outrageous miss who was banished to the mountains as the star of destruction. While the other was the fool who was stripped from his noble title and left to rot in the forest. Despised and plotted against, will they survive the test of time?

"What are you inventing hubby?" she asked

"A cultivation booster for my wifey!" he answered

"Will we get richer?" she asked again

"Indeed the richest!" he answered and kissed her forehead gently.

"Are you kidding me… Go ahead! Check it!" the woman commanded arrogantly. The shop assistant did as she was bid in resignation, and then said gingerly, "Miss, your current balance is 1.9 million with an overdraft allowance of 200,000…"
She then slowly showed them An Xiaxia's card, which was black on both sides. A hush fell over the group of people.
A black card symbolised its owner's social status, for it was only issued to people like high-ranking government officials or billionaires.
"This young lady here has a black card. Theoretically speaking, she can buy an aeroplane with it if she wants to…" the shop assistant said gingerly.
She had only seen images of such a card on the internet and never thought she would be able to hold one in real life.
The woman went as pale as a sheet. Her plan had been to stick up for Li Fanxing, but she had gotten her own face slapped instead. It was utterly humiliating!
Li Fanxing let out a laugh and put her sunglasses back on. "Good job."
The words seemed to be squeezed out through her teeth.
An Xiaxia calmly took her card back.
She had gotten this card in a rather awkward manner: Mr. Song had sent it to her with no further instructions.
He had given An Xiaxia a seven-figure check before, and this card only convinced An Xiaxia that… he was a pervert.
She had used the money from the check to hire bodyguards and had put the card away. She had never expected to use it like this today.
After leaving the mall with her things, An Xiaxia realized what had been nagging her.
Why was Li Fanxing… in Ye City, too?
Once she was back home, she searched up Li Fanxing online.
Li Fanxing had had quite a few parts in various shows in the past few years. Although her acting was as bad as ever, she prevailed over other actors in terms of volume. There was a time when one couldn't watch a drama without seeing her, making her a somewhat famous supporting actress in the country.
That was right, her acting career was characterized by minor parts.
She had distanced herself from showbiz in recent years and had done a management degree abroad. It could be assumed that in a few years, she would take over the operation of her family business.
Another name kept being mentioned together with hers.
An Xiaxia hesitantly clicked on a link, which led her to a piece of news from some tabloid.
"Seven years ago, the Sheng family released news that the Sheng and Li families were to be joined in marriage. So, is Sheng Yize going to marry Li Fanxing? Please follow our in-depth analysis of the path they have walked so far…"
Below was a lengthy passage which sang praises of their relationship.
An Xiaxia sighed. So, the two families wanted the marriage… 
Somehow, she was a little disappointed by the news. An Xiaxia sat there dazed for a long while before summoning up her courage and typing Sheng Yize's name into the search box.
There wasn't much information on Sheng Yize online, and most were interviews he had given when he was still an idol. He almost never appeared on camera after he went into business and the only times his name was mentioned was when financial professionals talked about him as a talented and resolute young business genius.
He had created more records than An Xiaxia could count in the stock market, in business operations, investments… and he had done remarkable things in many other areas.
An Xiaxia stared blankly at the screen for a moment before closing the webpage.
He seemed more unattainable than ever.
Her phone then began to ring. She picked it up and saw that it was from Nero Zhou.
"Yes?" He wasn't going to send her out on some job at this hour, was he?
"Holy Jesus! Your husband is injured. Aren't you going to see him at the hospital?" Nero Zhou sounded exasperated. "People's Hospital, third floor, the VIP ward. Hurry up!"
An Xiaxia sat there befuddled for a moment before she realized who Nero Zhou was talking about. He didn't mean Sheng Yize… did he?


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

Hindi naman talaga mabilis magsalita si Mo Fan. Noong naisip na niya kung anong sasabihin niya, nag logout si Ye Xiu. Para sa pangsampung manlalarong dungeon, halata naman na pinili ni Ye Xiu si Lord Grim kumpara sa kay Sullen Kitten.
Gray Corner. Isa sa anim na bagong lugar. Ito ay nasa timog-silangang rehiyon ng pangunahing lupain ng Heavenly Domain. Ito ang pinakamalaki anim na bagong lugar at isa sa may pinakamaraming dungeon. May tatlong limang manlalarong dungeon, isang sampung manlalarong dungeon, isang benteng manlalarong dungeon isang sikwentang manlalaro na dungeon at isang daang manlalarong dungeon ang Gray Corner. May dungeon option na magagamit sa Gray Corner.
Sabay sabay na nagbukas ang anim na bagong lugar. Pero kung susundan ang mga quest chains, magkakatugma ang gma lugar na ito sa isang particular na lugar. Kinonsidera ng Gray Corner na huling mapa para sa mga taong nagmamadali sa Level 75. Ginawang kulat abo na lugar ang Gray Corner kung saan magkasama ang mga isda at mga dragon. Sa ganiton klase ng lugar lalona sa malupit at nakakapangilabot na lugar. Hindi mahirap hanapin ang pangsampugn manlalarong dungeon ng Gray Corner na nasa loob ng lungsod. Kung papasok ka gamit ang Pormasyong pang teleportasyon sa lungsod, mahahanap mo ito kaagad.
Pang sampung manlalarong Dungeon: Underground Market.
Tama, naging lugar ng kalupitan ang Underground Market. Malinaw na makikita rito ang kalagayan ng Gray Corner. Hindi masyadong nagsalita nag pangkat ng Happy tungkol sa lugar na ito at mabilis na narating ang bungad ng dungeon. Alas-kwatro na ng umaga. Malaki ang binaba ng bilang ng manlalarong nasa laro kumpara kanina, lalo na pangsampung manlalarong mga dungeon. Wala gaanong nakikitingin na mga pangkat na natitira. Kahit na naroon ka lang para tumingin tingin sa paligid, ginagamit pa rin nitoa ng iyong pagpasok sa dungeon. Walang Sali-salita, pumasok sa dungeon ang pangkat.
Ang mga halimaw sa Underground Market ay mukhang mga bibili at nagbebenta, pero hindi gaanong masama ang kanilang pakikipaglaban kumpara sa Sealed Mountain Thieves. Sinunod ng kanilang pangkat ang pangkaraniwan nilang estratehiya. Ginampanan ni Lord Grim ang pagiging pangunahing tangke. Maingat na lumaban ang lahat na parang mga boss lahat ng mga halimaw na ito. Matapos maging pamilyar sa mga katangian ng mga halimaw na ito, isang level ng koordinasyon ang nagbunga. Dahan dahan nilang binilisan ang pagtahak nila sa dungeon.
May limang mga boss ang Underground Market, katulad ng Lungga ng Sealed Mountain Thief. Matagal ang inabot nila para maging pamilyar sa mga halimaw na ito. Mga apat na pung minute ang ginugol nila bago nila makaharap ang boss.
Blackhearted Peddler Niles. May mabangis na hitsura. Mukhang madami pa siyang kinabukasan bilang magnanakaw kaysa isang tindero. Noong lumabaw ang lalaking ito, hindi siya magisa. Kasa kasama niya ang isang buong lupon ng mga sanggano sa pakikipagawaya. Noong makita niya na lumitaw sina Lord Grim at iba pa, sumigaw siya sa kanila para umatake. Walang oras para sa kung anong masinsinang usapan. Walang rason ang pagsugod na ito sa kanila. Wala namang magawa ang Team Happy. Minura na lang ni Wei Chen ang katangahan ng Sistema. Pero maaari lang silang magkahong posisyon at harapin ang mga ito.
Kasama si Niles, mayroong sampung mga kalaban, katumbas ng dami ng mga player.
Buti na lang, ang lakas ng grupo ay kapantay. Higit pa rito, sa Sealed Mountain Thief Hideout laban sa Advisor Frigid Eagle, nagkaroon sila ng pagsasanay sa kung paano lalabanan ang mga halimaw na kasindami nila. Ang pinagkaiba lamang ay sumama na rin sa laban ang boss. Pinamunuan din ng boss ang pagsalakay. Bago magbanggaan ang dalawang panig, itinaas niya ang mga kamay niya at sumigaw. Isang anino ang lumipad. Sa kabilang banda, sumigaw si Steamed Bun, "Ah!"
Natamaan si Steamed Bun Invasion. Ang "Ah!"nga lang niya ay parang isang iyak ng pagkatuwa. Sandali lang, narinig ang masayang boses ni Steamed Bun: "Isa siyang Brawler!"
Walang masabi ang lahat.
Nagbato si blackhearted Peddler Niles ng isang brick. Ito ay ang Brick Buster ng Brawler.
Mukhang nakahanap ng katuwang si Steamed Bun kasama ang boss. "Hayaan niyo ako ang umasikaso sa kanya!" gustong sumugod ni Steamed Bun.
Asikasuhin mo muna iyang kasunod mo. Ako na muna bahala sa kanya sa ngayon." Nagmamadaling sinabi ni ye Xiu. Kahit na may limang level na agwat, walang problema si Tang Rou at si Steamed Bun sa pakikipaglaban sa mga maliliit na mga mob. Subalit, laban sa isang kakaibang ten-player dungeon boss, pakiramdam ni ye Xiu na mas mabuti na siya ang lumaban sa boss. Atsaka, mas sanay siya. Kahit na hindi pamilyar ang boss, sa mga galaw pa lang niya kanina, makakagawa na siya ng maraming mga prediksyon. Wala pang ganitong kakayahan sila Tang Rou at Steamed Bun sa ngayon.
Hindi nagreklamo si Steamed Bun sa mga sinabi ni Ye Xiu. Iniliko niya ang kanyang kamay at inihagis ang brick sa halimaw sa tabi niya, habang sinasabing: "Sige boss! Bugbugin mo siya para sa akin!"
"Sige..." sumagot si ye Xiu at hinarang si Niles.
Sa magulong laban na ito, si An Wenyi na naman ang pinakanahihirapan sa kanila. Kung isa sa kanila ang papalpak, ang bigat ng pagheheal sa kanya ay malaki.
Ang karanasan ay mas nakakatakot pakiramdaman kumpara sa kalalabasan. Bukod sa boss, ang kanyang siyam na alagad ay madali lang na nalimas. Sa sandaling ito, naunawaan na ni Ye Xiu ang attack pattern ng boss. Pagkatapos, inayos niya ang kanilang formation at umatake ang lahat. Naging maayos ang lahat. Sandali lang, namula ang boss. Naghintay si Ye Xiu sa sandaling naging Enraged ang boss bago tumakas, habang ang lahat ay naunang umatras. Ang Enrage ni Niles ay hindi isang nakakatakot na pamatay na atake, at kaagad siyang nahuli sa kanilang mga pag-atake.
First Kill!
Tulad ng inaasahan, ang isang First Kill ay lumitaw para sa mini-boss ng dungeon na ito. Natuwa ang grupo sa kinalabasan. Tahimik na nagmura ang mga player sa labas. Nagpatuloy na umiyak ang mga clu guild.
Hindi naghihintay na magsalita si Ye XIu, tiningnan ni Mo Fan ang DPS chart.
Sa sandaling tiningnan niya, nablanko ang kanyang isipan. Inasahan niya na malilimutan ni Ye Xiu na tingnan gaya ng ginawa niya sa five-player dungeon.
Pero sinabi pa ito ni Ye Xiu. Ginatungan pa niya ang apoy. "Hindi ba gusto nung taong yon na tingnan ang DPS chart kanina lang?"
Ang taong yon ay si Mo Fan malamang. Tiningnan na niya ang chart. Nang marinig niyang ituro siya ni Ye Xiu, hindi niya mapigilang higpitan ang hawag niya sa mouse.
Ang lahat ay parang pareho lang sa Sealed Mountain Thief Hideout.
Ang nangunguna ay si Dawn Rifle. Si Wu Chen ay nanggaling sa pro scene. Ang kanyang husay ay mga Launcher na mataas na ang DPS sa umpisa pa lang, kaya ang gilas ni Wu Chen ay nanatiling nasa itaas.
Ang pangalawa ay si Lord Grim. Sa pagkakataong ito, hindi siya mas mataas kay Dawn Rifle, pero ang paghila niya sa aggro ay tuloy-tuloy, kaya ang DPS niya ay hindi malayo kay Dawn Rifle. Nasa matataaas na rank din siya ng DPS chart.
Ang ikatlo at ikaapat na pwesto ay si Soft Mist at si Steamed Bun Invasion. Ikalima si Windward Formation. Ikaanim naman si One Inch Ash.
Ang ikapito, ikawalo, at ikasiyam ay sa mga sandbagger: Deception, Concealed Light, Chasing Haze.
Subalit, si Concealed Light at Chasing Haze ay may magandang dahilan sa kanilang mababang DPS. Napansin ng lahat ang mga kontribusyon nila.
Gustong magwala ni Mo Fan. Anong nangyayari? Bakit ang gulo ng DPS ko kapag naglalaro ako kasama ng grupo? Hindi ito ganyan sa five-player dungeon!
Hindi man sabihin kung gaano kalayo ang anim na nauuna sa kanya, sa tatlo pa lamang sa ibaba ng grupo, ang Chasing Haze ni Chen Gou ay medyo mababa lang sa Deception at Concealed Light. Kahit na natalo si Concealed Light sa Deception nang kaunti, alam ni Mo Fan na nilimitahan ni Ye Xiu ang paggamit ng summon niya sa apat. Sa mga limitasyon lamang na ito natalo sa kanya si Concealed Light. Kung normal na pagkakataon ito at hindi nagpigil si Concealed Light? Malamang mas matatalo pa si Deception.
Sa katotohanan, natalo pa nga si Deception sa apat na summon ng Concealed Light.
"Mm, ang DPS chart ay ganito pa rin. Wala nang gaanong masasabi. Ang mga magaling, ipagpatuloy niyo lang ang magandang Gawain. Ang mga hindi naman magaling, ipagpatuloy niyo lang aang pagiging pabigat." Ang sabi ni Ye Xiu.
Alam ng lahat kung sino ang tinutukoy niya. Tumawa sila at nagpatuloy. Naguguluhan na si Mo Fan. Mukhang gumegewang si Deception noong gumalaw siya.
Nagpatuloy na tinapos ng grupo ang mga halimaw at mga boss.
Umusad sila sa ikalawang boss at sa ikatlong boss. Sa tuwing tinitignan nila ang DPS chart, nagpatuloy na pumapalpak si Deception.
Guguho na si Mo Fan. Nagpigil siya sa pagtatanong dahil alam niya na may pinapaalam siya sa kanya sa ganitong mga hindi magandang resulta. Kapag nagtanong siya, hindi ba mangangahulugan itong ginagawa niya ang gusto nito? Nagpigil nang nagpigil si Mo Fan. Nangako siya na hahanapin niya ang problema nang mag-isa.
Pero result nito, hindi siya makapagpokus. Hindi siya kasama sa mga utos ni Ye Xiu. Noong namatay ang ikaapat na boss, hindi masyadong maingat si Mo Fan at namatay.
Sa mga dungeon, may namamatay. Ang probabilidad na magdrop ang isang equipment ay mababa. Atsaka, ang mamatay ay natural sa isang dungeon, kaya ang penalty ay higit na mas mababa na hindi nakaaksira ng morale ng isang player.
Hindi nga lang ito araw ni Mo Fan. Noong namatay siya, nagdrop talaga siya ng isang piraso ng equipment.
Pero sa sandaling ito, paano masasaktan si Mo Fan sa isang piraso lang ng equipment? Ang kanyang character ay nailabas sa dungeon. Nagpatuloy na matulala si Mo Fan.
Nagpatuloy ang lahat na matahimik na tapusin ang ikaapat na boss. Walang nagsalita. Damayan siya? Hindi man lang ito nararapat na pag-aksayahan ng oras!
Ang pagkawala ni Deception ay hindi gaanong nakaapekto sa laban. Sandali lang ay namatay na ang ikaapat na boss at isa pang First Kill record ang nabanggit.
"Continue." Ang Deception ni Mo Fan ay wala doon. Tulad ng inaasahan, hindi binanggit ni Ye Xiu ang DPS chart at nagpatuloy ang lahat.
Nakatayo pa rin si Deception sa labas ng dungeon at nakatulala. Nakatitig lagn din sa kawalan si Mo Fan sa kanyang upuan.
Bakit?
Hindi iniisip ni Mo Fan kung bakit siya namatay. Dahil alam niya na isa itong pagkakamali. Kung nag-ingat siya, hindi sana siya namatay doon.
Iniisip pa rin niya ang DPS.
Kahit na hindi niya nakikita ang statistics ng ikaapat na boss, tingin niya walang gaanong pinagkaiba kumpara sa kanina.
Dahil hindi siya makalagpas, pakiramdam niya na sumnalpok siya sa isang pader. Subalit, ang dahilan ba kung bakit mas mataas ang damage nila sa kanya ay dahil mas magaling sila sa kanya?
Nagtingin sa paligid si Mo Fan.
Nang may sigarilyo sa kanyang bibig at nakaharang ang usok sa kanyang mukha, si ye Xiu.
Nang may galit sa kanyang mukha at pagmumura, si Wei Chen.
Nang nakataas ang kilay at tumatawa, at alam kung bakit siya tumatawa, si Steamed Bun.
Hindi mapigilan ni Mo Fan na magmasid. Bakit sobrang baba ng DPS niya kumpara sa kanila! Bakit?
Kailangan ni Mo Fan ng lohikal na paliwanag. Alam niya na malamang alam ni Ye XIu ang dahilan, pero kumpara sa tanungin siya, mas gusto ni Mo Fan na ibuhos ang tiyaga sa paghahanap ng problema.
Nagpatuloy ang lahat sa dungeon. Nagsimula si Mo Fan na magtingin sa DPS chart ngayon. Pag-aaralan niya ito nang maigi.
Nagsimula sa Sealed Mountain Thief Hideout papuntang Gray Corner's Underground Market, ang DPS ay hindi gaanong nagbago. Ang mga magagaling at ang mga nasa ibaba ay lagging sila.
Tinignan ni Mo Fan ang bawat boss, pero hindi siya nakahanap ng palatandaan.
Mayroon ding five-player dungeon. Tinignan ito ni Mo Fan. Kahit na natalo siya sa Dawn Rifle ni Wu Chen, ang pagitan ay hindi gaanong malaki. Ang Wu Chen na yon ay magaling rin. Sa pagtingin pa lamang sa maganda niyang tindig at kalmadong mukha, mukhang mas eksperto siya kumpara sa ibang mga taong yon.
Nang tignan niya ang statistics para sa five-player dungeon at sa ten-player dungeon, biglang may napansin na pagbabago si Mo Fan.
Hindi niya tinignan ang ranking nila, pero ang damage.
Mula sa five-player dungeon hanggang sa ten-player dungeon, bumaba ang DPS niya. Normal lang yon. Ang ten-player dungeon ay mas mahirap kumpara sa five-player dungeon.
Pero ang iba? Sa mga ten-player dungeon, hindi lamang sa hindi bumaba ang kanilang DPS, tumaas pa ang kanilang DPS.
Iyon ba ang dahilan? Paano ba sila naglaalro?


Sa isang larong online na Glory, si Ye Xiu ay kilala bilang isang mala-Diyos na manlalaro't walang kahit na sino man ang nakakapantay sa karunungan niya sa laro. Gayunpaman, dahil sa ilang mga dahilan ay nasipa siya mula sa kaniyang team. Matapos lumisan, siya ay nakahanap ng trabaho bilang tagapamahala sa isang Internet Cafe.
Sa mga sandaling binuksan ng Glory ang kanilang ika-sampung server, siya na may halos sampung taong karanasan sa laro ay muling magbabalik. Kasama ang alaala ng kahapon, at isang hindi kumpleto't self-made na armas, ay muling magsisimula ang kaniyang daan papunta sa tuktok!
Matapos ang mga madugong labanan, at nakakasindak na patayan, sino ang nagnakaw ng aking kadakilaan? Sa ilalim ng bagyo’t delubyo, magiging para bang hindi nawasak ang aking mga pangarap.
Sa liwanag nito'y hindi mababalutan ng kadiliman ang daan. Sa ilalim ng mga mata ng lahat, dito magsisimula ang aking daan para sa kadakilaan!



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