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.

Chapter 24 – Uninvited Guests – Part 1

February 16th, 181 AD. Ningjin County.

A group of twenty horsemen and one child in leather armor was observing a village in front of them. 

"We've arrived, this is the village. Get off your horse! We'll find Zhang Jiao's resident first. If they are there, show your warrant and arrest the girl."

A late middle age man issued an order. 

"Boss, can we …?" A soldier asked.
"I know, you can do whatever you want. But don't kill her."
"Heheheh, thanks, boss!"
"…"
"Sima brat! As usual, you will be the lookout outside of the village. Unless I said so, you have no permission to enter the village."
"Heheheh, you also have no permission to enjoy the desert too."
"How can he enjoy it? He still hasn't grown a hair!"
"HAHAHAHA!!!"
"…"
"… Yes, sir."

The boy's eyes showed signs of contempt, yet he accepted the order. It was only a coincident that he had something to do here. If not, he would not give a damn to these kinds of people.

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Zhang Tong Boot Camp, formerly Zhang Bao's camp, Ningjin County.

Tong sat in the commander tent, leaning on his chair, knitting his brows. 

Managing and training troops at the same time was not an easy task. 

Tong managed to teach a few former officers about the basic fitness training for the soldiers, such as sit-up, push-up, squat, jogging, marching and etc. So he could delegate the training to the officers and squeezed more free times to manage other matters. 

Fortunately, Zhang Bao and Gao Sheng chose to remain in this camp, aiding Tong and learning his way of doing things. 

Tong also wanted to employ a couple personals to be the provision and the logistic managers, but none of the men could calculate, let alone reading and writing.

Gao Sheng didn't know mathematics, reading or writing, so he was sent to manage the training. 

Zhang Bao was a Taoist priest so he could write and read a little. But when it came to the management skill, other than human relationship skill and military training, he was no good. 

In the end, Tong had to manage this job himself, and this task was a nightmare. 

The supplies and provision was the major problem. The harvest season would arrive in September to October so he had to wait seven to eight more months before he could buy more supplies for his army. 

Buying provisions from the merchant right now was like announcing that you wanted to be ripped off. 

One soldier ate one kilogram of grain a day. One thousand men would consume a ton of grain each day. 

To supply one thousand soldiers for a year, Tong was required to store up 365 tons of grain!

One gold could buy ten tons of grain, assuming it was a bumper harvest. Other than that, the worst price of grain was one gold per one ton of grain, which was a ripped off. 

As the old saying said, "War costs money". Without money, Tong could do nothing. 

It was fortunate that Zhang Bao had stored enough to supply this army to the end of the year, which had over 300 tons remaining. 

But Tong couldn't be satisfied with just the current stock because he knew that the harvest season this year might even be the last good harvest season before the true chaos began. The long years of hellish suffering were about to arrive.

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One of the reasons so many people decided to join the Yellow Turbans army was because of the drought season where farmers could barely harvest anything during the year 183 AD.

Peasants and civilians starved and the heartless officials came knocking their doors, asking for more tax money and food, or their entire family would be sent to jail.

During the years 180-183, Emperor Ling wanted to expand his luxurious imperial gardens so he asked his government officials for more tributes to fund the construction project, ignoring all objections from the advisers and officials.

All commanders and principality officials wanted to gain an achievement by providing more tributes to the Emperor, so they resorted to corrupt practices, bleeding their own citizens for more taxes. 

Without money to buy food or anything to eat, ordinary civilians transformed into thieves or bandits, robbing and killing everyone and everything to survive. 

The weak women, children, and elders were either ravaged, enslaved, killed or starved to death.

With more corpses and blood scattered on the land without proper burials, more germs and bacteria gave birth to more diseases. Epidemic emerged and consumed more lives.

The guards, soldiers, and officials that protected each city and county ignored the plight of the people. They only cared about protecting their own self-interest and their families. 

It was the year that all Hell was let loose. 

It was the trouble time that Zhang Jiao took a stand. He wanted to drive away the government officials and the emperor, so he raised his banner to save the people. 

However, because there were too many bandits mixing into his forces, Zhang Jiao's true intention was soiled and disgraced. Later after he lost, everything he did was overwritten by the winners. The rest was history.

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Tong skimmed through PTW shop and his lifespans status, contemplating and calculating the pros and cons. 


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**Status**
Name: Zhang Tong
Age: 16
Lifespan: 11,273 Years
Shopping Pass: 1

*Active Skill List*
[Time Stop] LV.2 EXP( 13/200 )
- Stop time and space flow in your current universe for 10 seconds.
Skill Cost: 10 years of the host lifespan. 
Skill Restriction: Can only be used once per day. Skill resets at midnight.

[Firearms Creation] LV.1 EXP( 186/10,000 )
- Create any firearm or bullet of your choice. 
- Handguns and handgun bullets can be created
Skill Cost: 
- 1 year of the host lifespan per a handgun bullet
- 50 years of the host lifespan per a new handgun of your choice
Skill Restriction: Can only create one gun a day or one bullet a day. Skill resets at midnight.

*Passive Skill List*
[Plot Armor] Cannot be leveled up
- Immune to all natural disease, poisoning, and physical attacks.
- After the host become 20 years of age. The host shall be forced summoned back the Netherworld.
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Because he took over the role of the commander of this camp, he completed another mission for successfully became a soldier of Yellow Turban from the system and gained another 1,000 years lifespans and a hundred EXP to both his active skills, causing his [Time Stop] skill to level up. 

But Tong didn't rejoice about the rewards, he wanted to solve the provisioning issue and the next 2-3 years. 

In the PTW shop, there was a section called "Consumable". In that section, there were too many miscellaneous items, such as drugs, food, water and everything that human could drink, eat or be consumed. 

Tong was currently looking for "food items". He crossed his fingers and prayed that he could buy any food here in bulk so he could have another way to solve the food shortage issues in the future. 

After searching for hours, he found a food icon which was a sack wrapped around in dried straws. It was named as emergency rations. 

Fortunately, the items in the consumable section were the only kind that could be bought in bulk. Tong could only buy one of the pre-set wholesale items in the store. He couldn't manually adjust the volume how many he would buy. 

The shop seemed generous at the first glance, but the pricing was not. 

A hundred tons of grain was priced at 100 years lifespan. However, 1,000 tons of grain costed 1,500 years lifespan. And 10,000 tons of grain price was increased to 22,500 years lifespan! 

And the highest volume of grain he could buy was 100,000 tons, which was listed for 337,500 years lifespan!

The higher the volume, the more expensive, which was completely opposite from the logic of wholesaling. 

The system seemed to predict this and priced the items this way to prevent all otherworlders from over cheating. If the price was too cheap then the balance of this world would be broken. 

Tong put a bookmark on the 1,000 tons of grain listing for now, just in case of emergency. He didn't have enough lifespans to buy the bigger bulk. Tong then opened the quest tab. 

It had been 7 days since he completed the last mission. 

Tong learned from his mistake, he would not allow the system to force a mission on him again. He decided to push the quest generating button and hoped for the best.  

[*Grins*]

Tong frown. Normally, this obnoxious trolling system would usually scream or spout out something silly and nonsense. However, this time it seemed that the system planned something mischievous and smirked at him.  

[*Ding* *Ding* Your new mission has been generated. HAVE FUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!]

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**Main Mission No.18**

Your mental wife has done goof. Go clean up her mess.

Clear Condition: Kill one or more Julu soldier(s) in your village or eliminate all threats.
Failure Condition: Hua Shi is taken to Julu.
Clearing Reward: 1,000 years of lifespan per one soldier killed. One shopping pass.
Mission Failure: All of your skills will be erased
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Tong stood up from his chair, shocking from the content of the mission. 

'What are Julu soldiers doing here in my village?'
'And what did that zombie do this time?'

Tong opened up his HUD map and searched around his resident in the area for abnormality. 

There were a group of people marching in the direction of his resident. They were about to reach the main door.

Tong, a sinner who was suffering endless torment in hell because of his mistake he had done in his previous life, was giving other chance to redeem himself by the devil. 

All he had to do was participating in the redemption program, organized by the gods and the devils. He would be reincarnated as a random citizen of China during the end of the era of the East Han, and the prelude of the era of the Three Kingdoms. He would also retain his memory and a cheat skill that he designed for himself. 

Tong later found himself reincarnated as Zhang Tong, the son of the Yellow Turbans leader, Zhang Jiao. 

The problem didn't end with just the dilemma of the Yellow Turbans Army. It appeared that other than him, there were 99 others from the modern world that reincarnated into this timeline with him as well. 

This redemption program by the gods and devils didn't seem to be simple. There was definitely something fishy going on. 

Then the hidden agenda revealed itself to the reincarnators. Zhang Tong had to utilize everything by any means necessary to survive this ordeal.
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Warning: It's a story with deranged characters that MC and friends won't get a smooth sailing life forever like the other typical WN novels. 

Patience and high tolerance are required for this novel. Constant nerfs, plot twisted, and changes in the story are expected. 

All RoTK fans should also be warned. I don't follow the trends of historical events. All characters and their thought won't be like in the 14th-century novel RoTK or Dynasty Warrior.

Again, I don't sell 100% wet-dreams in this novel. I mixed nightmares in it.
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This series has ended. 
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Due to the copyrighted kinds of stuff, I changed my cover back to my first cover until I can get my hands on a better one.
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"For example, if I want to control a stock" Gu Feifei pointed at the computer and said, "I'll select a Mid Cap one. The stock doesn't need to have a strong forecast, but it can't be predicted to go bankrupt in the next few years. Furthermore, I have to consider the company's background and market value."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Hm, the selection of stocks was very important in trading. That was self-explanatory.
"Usually, you have to lobby in order to be a successful banker for a stock," Gu Feifei continued. "Basically, you have to send a senior staff and a supermodel to visit the selected company's leader." She looked at the girl who cuddled up to her just now. "Someone like that. You should all understand the effects."
"Sister Feifei, you're making fun of me!" The girl said shyly. "If I have to accompany someone, I should accompany you…"
Gross, right?
"Hm, no need for that…" Gu Feifei shifted around uncomfortably and continued, "You must have sufficient leverage if you want to be the banker. Normally that will be pretty troublesome to obtain. However, this stock just so happened to hit the limit down price today. I bought in 200,000 lots, so that's enough."
Hong Dali smiled as he listened to her.
As his roommate, having Gu Feifei find something she liked here was considered a success for him. As for whether she won or lost, that was completely irrelevant—he had more than enough money!
"Once the leverage is prepared, we'll open low on the next day," Gu Feifei said. "Why do we open low and not high? Because I don't plan on profiting from the leverage gathered today. Furthermore, I want to utilize all the short-term investors that followed me in yesterday. They will be the ones who tank the stock for me. If we open high tomorrow, these short-term investors will easily profit greatly. This will give them more capital to fight with me for leverage in the falls later on. Hence, we must open low and exhaust these short-term funds.
"After that, we will commence up and down oscillations. It's too complicated to explain. You'll understand when I operate tomorrow morning."
After she said that, Gu Feifei decisively turned off the computer. "Alright, explanation finished. Just wait and enjoy the show tomorrow morning."
What the heck? You ended at the most important part. Who could still drink after that?
Everyone decisively went to sleep…
At night, Qiao Mingfeng and Qiao Xianxian shared a room. Qiao Mingfeng asked, "Sis, are you really falling for Hong Dali? I'm saying this for real. Hong Dali is a decent guy. He's powerful enough. However, you don't know his background. I'm worried that you might get scammed—the most important thing is you don't even know whether he has a girlfriend…"
"Relax, bro." Qiao Xianxian closed her eyes. Hong Dali's smile entered her mind again as she mumbled, "I just find him mysterious, we aren't at the love stage yet. It's way too early!"
"Oh, you must be able to restrain yourself!" Qiao Mingfeng smiled.
"Go to hell!" Qiao Xianxian threw a pillow at him.
…
Everyone slept with heavy hearts that night.
The men were all discussing about how to deal with the Black Dragon Gang next. The women were all discussing about how to get into Hong Dali's bed…
The next morning, around 9 AM, when the stock market was going to open. Everyone pro-actively gathered around the computer in the living room, waiting to see how Gu Feifei was going to become the banker and control the share prices—although they were all second-generation riches, they never had the chance to be bankers who controlled stock prices.
"You're all so early?" Having had a nice sleep, Gu Feifei walked out of her room in a light step. "Since you're all so eager, we'll start soon."
Soon, the stock market opened. Gu Feifei the big banker prepared!
Gu Feifei opened the stockbroker platform software. When everyone saw the numbers on the screen, they all sucked in a cold breath—total asset: 1,058,422,412…
Total assets over a billion yuan. No wonder they dared to be bankers!
The women looked at Hong Dali in a different light now—as if they were tigers staring at a little white bunny…
Gu Feifei pointed at the trading section on the right and said, "Look at this. The trading volume is very small. Normal trades are only for tens or hundreds of lots. The bigger trades also only involve a few thousand lots. This is the most interesting part."
Then, she started her moves.
Gu Feifei introduced the moves step by step. "Firstly, in order to control a stock, we have to make it oscillate. We can only control a stock's prices when there are fluctuations. Look at this. The stock is developing naturally right now, and it fell by 1.31%. It's a small drop. If we want to buy in at a cheap price, what should we do?"
Hm, after she said that, everyone was curious.
"Firstly, we need to make it fluctuate. The prices must drop." Gu Feifei first placed a huge hand with over 10,000 lots for sale at 21.10. "We need to lock the price in first. 10,000 lots, or a 1,000,000 shares, that's 21,110,000 yuan. These small private investors won't be able to consume this entire amount. Hence, they can only choose to sell their shares at a price slightly lower than ours. Then, those smaller hands will get bought up. And the share price will drop."
As expected, after she made 10,000 lots available, the share price fell by a little. Soon, Gu Feifei bought in the scattered lots sold by the private investors. By then, the share price had dropped to 21.00. Gu Feifei listed another 8,000 lots for sale. "This time, we can make a few thousand lots available for sale and create the impression that the main shareholders are letting go of their shares. The small private investors will begin to panic now. Hence, we can continue to push the price down."
"Yes, yes, yes, it was just like that!" The uncle yelled, "I had a bad feeling when I saw something like this and sold all my shares!"
"That's why you're an amateur." Gu Feifei curled her lips.
Obviously, Gu Feifei was analyzing the private investors' thoughts. After a short while, the share price continued to drop to 20.50.
For each 0.10 that the share price dropped, Gu Feifei would set a new threshold by placing down a few thousand lots. "These thresholds are placed to ensure that the share prices can be controlled by us. Normal small investors do not have the large capital required to buy in all these lots. Hence, at this time, we can cause oscillations in the share price however we desire. For instance, the price has dropped by another 2% now, so let's raise it a little."
Gu Feifei removed the huge listings above and bought in the private investors' shares. As expected, the price rose again. When it reached 20.80, or the threshold set by Gu Feifei, she smiled and said, "Look at this. These private investors are thinking that the price will begin to soar now. More people are buying in. Hence, we have to control the situation a bit. We need to create the fake impression that the stock price is stuck at this threshold and is unable to go up any further. Think about it, if the share price suddenly plummeted after a brief struggle, what will the private investors think?"
"A huge drop is coming, and they have to sell their shares as soon as possible!" Hong Dali instantly understood and laughed.
"Yep, that's right!" Gu Feifei instantly listed her lots for sale at the threshold of 20.00 yuan. After that, the share price plummeted in a straight line. However, she adjusted the speed slightly and smiled. "You can't make the drop too fast. You need to give the private investors some time to sell. Otherwise, they might not even have time to react before we raise prices again. Then, they won't choose to sell anymore." 
By now, this stock's price was heading for a downward spiral. The private investors panicked and sold all the leverage they held. Gu Feifei bought in everything she could as the price fell to around 19.50. This stock had lost over 7% today, and it was obviously heading for the limit down price.
The poor private investors panicked and attempted to cut their losses early. Soon, as the price reached 19.50, Gu Feifei revealed her fangs. "Alright, we have bought in enough leverage along the way. Up next, it's time to make the private investors buy back in at a high price, hehe."
She smiled like a demon, making Hong Dali and Cutie Ke shudder.
This time, Gu Feifei began to remove all the thresholds she previously set. Then, she directly bought in a huge hand at 23.00 for 20,000 lots!
Once that trade was completed, the stock made huge gains. For each 0.10 that the share price increased by, Gu Feifei would set a threshold by placing a hand containing 10,000 lots there. This was to prevent someone else from interfering with the price trend.
Then, Hong Dali witnessed this stock's graph skyrocket. By then, the private investors went mad again. This stock was headed for the limit up price! Buy in now! Along the way, private investors bought in huge amounts of their shares…
Everyone was stunned—damn, so that's how stocks are played!!
The uncle yelled, "Yes, yes, yes, just like that. I saw that the stock was making huge gains, so I bought back in right after selling my shares. Just that one move alone cost me over 50,000!!"
Everyone looked at him like an idiot.
No shit! No wonder you lost money! You sold your shares at 20 yuan, and you buy back in at 22? If you don't lose money, who will?
By now, the share price was completely controlled by Gu Feifei. Why else would she say that Small Caps were the easiest to control? The main point was that these stocks did not have many major shareholders. Hence, it was easy to control the price. Otherwise, if there were many major shareholders, they could counter her moves easily with their leverage.
"Alright," Gu Feifei said. "We can play however we want now." She looked at Hong Dali. "Dali, how do you want to play?"
"How to play?" How to play a stock, that was the question.
Instantly, everyone focused their attention on Hong Dali. He was basically a god in their eyes now—he did not have to worry about finding lackeys this time…
"How about this, let's make an electrocardiogram!" Hong Dali smiled and drew an ECG model on a notepad. "How about this? I find it quite exciting."
Everyone around felt shivers run through them. Drawing an ECG with a stock graph. They wondered how many stock investors would actually need to go to a hospital to get an ECG after seeing that…


"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!

Best Newcomer is involved with both father and son. She wants both money and love?
Photos of Xia Ning and SE's President Zheng, and photos of Xia Ning and Young Master Zheng Ziming were in the article as well.
The content of the article was about how Xia Ning joined SE Entertainment. She met Zheng Ziming in England and Zheng Ziming fell in love with her. He took her back to the country and asked her to join his company.
But Xia Ning was not satisfied with just being a little actress. So she had her eyes on President Zheng. President Zheng was old but he was the king of SE. After some time, they formed a relationship.
But Xia Ning was Zheng Ziming's girlfriend. Even after this, Zheng Ziming was not willing to give her up. President Zheng felt guilty to his son and his future daughter-in-law, so he gifted a large percentage of shares to Xia Ning and made her the second-biggest shareholder of SE.
Zheng Ziming did not mind it because he did not want Xia Ning to leave him. So the shares could keep her with him.
When it came to this, the writer was praising Zheng Ziming's love and the disdain for Xia Ning could not be hidden behind the words.
Many actresses these days were willing to be mistresses for rich people. Often times, the actresses that were involved in this kind of stuff would be despised and could not really go a long way.
And a woman like this who was playing with both the father and the son was bad enough that she could be paraded through the streets. It was really obnoxious and destructive to the morals.
There were a lot of trolls online and because it was an obvious "moral problem", a lot of people started to blame Xia Ning.
"I said so before that it was weird Xia Ning had all the shares out of nowhere. So this was what she did to get them."
"No wonder Zheng Ziming switched girlfriends so fast. His own woman was sleeping with his father. He must be very stifled and had to find someone to let the anger out."
"So that's why every time Xia Ning's in trouble, Young Master Zheng is always so active. If they are just friends, I'll start to believe in friendships again."
"No wonder the guys who were in scandals with Xia Ning ended up very badly. She has someone behind her."
When some were throwing dirt, of course, others refuted them. After so many incidents, Xia Ning still had many real fans.
"Which moron made this up? Did they forget their brains? How could Lemon do this? I suggest Lemon sue the author for libel."
"Lemon said a long time ago that she and Young Master Zheng were good friends. Why are you people hiding in the dark and making up malicious lies? Have you ever thought of how these lies would hurt the people who are involved?"
"I know someone would throw mud at Lemon. As to who that is, we know clearly as well. Blaming others for her own incompetence is so typical."
The two parties were fighting against each other, but those against Xia Ning were more.
A scandal like this also affected SE Entertainment's stock price directly. That day, SE Entertainment's stock price dropped a few points.
In the office, when Lu Qing saw the news online, her expression was looking somewhat weird. She believed that the stock price was going to drop even more. The shareholders would not trust a decision-maker with a degenerate character. The more the stock price of SE dropped, the more gains she would have.
Fu Yao saw the satisfied smile on Lu Qing's face. Even though she was concerned before, now she was more concerned about her own career.
Staying at SE Entertainment would mean Xia Ning would always be above her. Xia Ning was so bright that she was completely outshined by her. Therefore, she was willing to gamble together with Lu Qing. And she believed she would win.
Knock Knock Knock! Suddenly a few knocks sounded.
A female voice followed, "Sister Lu Qing, President Zheng is looking for you."


Three years ago, President Qiao did not hesitate to sign the papers when Xia Ning placed the divorce papers in front of him.

Three years later, she is an up-and-coming star in show biz; watched by the public but knee-deep in scandals.

He is a resolute emperor in the business world; powerful and omnipotent.

Their paths were supposed to be separate and independent, but—

Standing at her door, the legendary ruthless and unyielding diamond bachelor asks for a remarriage. A cute bun appears from behind and gazes at Xia Ning with his big, starry eyes. "Mummy, Daddy will cook, I will warm the bed, please take us in."

After spending his DP like a drunken tycoon at a casino, Ves was only left with half of his budget. While he considering splurging the entire amount on lottery tickets, he quickly reconsidered.
"My luck is rather inconsistent. I don't want to take any chances at this moment."
He opened the System's Store page and called up his wish list.
At this moment, Ves mainly sought to keep the Mech Designer System a secret. With enough credits, he could buy all manner of fancy gadgets. The only thing he couldn't readily buy with credits was a way to obscure his expanding use of the System.
[Anonymous Parcel Delivery System - Level 1]
Price: 10,000 Design Points
Range: 1 star sector
Dimensions: 1cm x 1cm x 1cm
The APDS is a sophisticated transportation device that can teleport any cargo to an unmonitored area within its range.
The description left much to be desired, but Ves got the gist, especially with his enhanced intelligence. The small device was somehow capable of instantly teleporting any object placed inside its tiny interior across many light-years.
The capacity of the box was tiny. It only had enough space to teleport a datachip, one of Lucky's gems or his nail clippings. It also drained a lot of power everytime it initiated a teleport.
Ves mainly considered purchasing the APDS due to its ability for him to remain anonymous when he traded something sensitive, like Lucky's gems. He still had to come up with a way to remain untraceable when he communicated with his clients, so until then he had no use for this item.
"Let's look at something else."
[Small Anonymizing Stamp]
Capacity: 1 cubic cm
Price: 10,000 Design Points
This specialized stamp can permanently mark any object with a special ink. The stamp has the ability to hide the special characteristics of object that receives a stamp. The SAS is only capable of affecting an object with a maximum volume of 1 cubic cm.
[Anonymizing Ink - Small]
Amount: 1 single-use cartridge
Price: 100 Design Points
This ink can be used by any compatible stamp or device to anonymize an object, thereby hiding their special characteristics. Enough ink is supplied to apply 1 small stamp.
The stamp and its separately supplied ink could completely obscure any object smaller than a single cubic centimeter. This meant it could obscure the origins of one of Lucky's gems as well as a normal-sized data pad.
The parameters only cares about the volume. This technically meant he could stamp a stick as lengthy as a shuttle as long as it was very thin and very narrow. The stamp worked as long as the object offered a large enough surface area.
"Let's go with these stamps." He decided after a moment's consideration. "The items down the list are also useful, but right now it's important to cover my tracks going forward. If I still want to make use of Lucky's gems, I have to obscure their effects."
As long as Ves applied a tiny stamp, no one would suspect the activation button of the mech to affect the machine in a mysterious way. The only downside to using the stamp was that he had to spend 100 DP for every stamp. It turned each physical mech sale a net loss in terms of DP.
He tapped his lips and weighed the costs. "I can still earn back the points when I design another virtual mech. It's more important for me to raise the performance of my premium mechs. The higher their specs, the more my fame will spread. I'll limit the use of Lucky's gems to gold and ruby label mechs."
The mass production mechs fabricated by Carlos did not deserve to be graced with a special gem. "A cheap synthesized gemstone will do."
Ves bought the stamp and a single cartridge of ink. He stuffed them both into the pocket of his antigrav clothes for now. "I should add secure storage to my shopping list."
After Ves finished his shopping, he went back to work. First, he returned to the Clifford Society's virtual portal and entered the Star Library. He scanned the most advanced Apprentice-level books and grabbed a generous selection.
He then proceeded to read them rapidly. Any Society members that walked by might think he was merely skimming the pages. In truth, with his improved cognitive abilities, he was able to understand most of the theory fairly quickly.
During his reading marathon, his comm discretely beeped. Dietrich finally sent over the thirty-five million credits from the sale of the blackmail material they found at the abandoned base.
"Took you long enough." He said. He first sent the promised twenty-five million credits to SASS. This left him with a total savings of thirty-two million credits. "It's not much of a stash, but I've got enough to spend on some additional books."
In order to accelerate his learning, Ves resorted to the open market to get his hands on Journeyman-level books. The books available for sale in the public might not be as good as the ones in the Moon Library, but at least he didn't have to spend his valuable merits.
Ves indulgently stuffed his comm with two million credits worth of virtual textbooks. He wasn't satisfied with any of them, as the pedigree of the authors fell far short of those whose works were included in the Moon Library.
"Well, beggars can't be choosers."
He essentially tried to advance his main skills by brute force. His enhanced intelligence allowed him to make sense of even the most opaque descriptions. His improved concentration also helped by keeping his focus on track. It took a lot of effort to maintain his interest in his studies.
Slowly but surely, his strategy paid dividends. By combining quality Apprentice-level books from the Star Library with the awful Journeyman-level books from the galactic net, he eventually broke through. He reached Journeyman in both Physics and Mathematics two weeks later.
"Finally, I'm done!" He screamed in the air. He tiredly rubbed his eyes and stood up from his terminal. He walked over to Carlos to see how much progress he made so far. "How many successes?"
"Just three so far." He shook his head as he kept his focus level on the assembler. Trying to stuff the mess of cables and components into a limited space without breaking anything always eluded Carlos so far. "This mech is just too damn finicky with its internals. The three intact mechs I've fabricated so far are complete flukes."
Funding his first employee's fabrication spree also took a toll on Ves. He expected Carlos to master the process now that more than a month went by. What he saw instead was Carlos tripping over the last hurdle over and over.
Ves stretched out his palm. "Okay, this clearly isn't working. Just stop."
"I'm sorry Ves. I thought I could master it, but this darned design is too insane."
"You should see the original Caesar Augustus. That one is at least fifty percent harder to put together. In any case, there's no use for you to work on either designs. They're too advanced and too complex."
"Then what should I do next?"
Obviously Ves didn't want Carlos to sit on his thumbs waiting for him to finish his redesign. "Go ahead and practice on my virtual mechs for now. You need to get the hang of fabricating all kinds of mechs. Start with my 1-star designs like the simple Nomad and work your way up to my 3-star Young Blood."
"I'll be sure to master the Young Blood once you're done with your redesign." Carlos promised him. He knew he screwed up.
"That's good, because some of the design principles I've used in the Young Blood will carry over to the Marc Antony Mk II. By the way, the Young Blood also makes use of compressed armor, so you should skip that step as usual until you are ready to learn its principles."
Alloy compression was an extremely sensitive and dangerous process that could go wrong in many ways. At best it could ruin a batch of multi-million credits worth of exotics. At worst, the entire compression machine might blow up.
Ves still had to find a way to automate the production of compressed armor plating. One of the reasons why he hungered for the Dortmund was that it could link up to a good quality alloy compressor and fabricate compressed plates in a single session.
After settling his fabricator's new training, Ves left the workroom and entered the area where Lucky previously hibernated. The glowing blue ball winked out a few days ago and left a sparkling new mechanical cat in place.
His pet clearly benefited from the unidentified piece of ore from Master Olson. It must have been worth quite a lot, but without any headway into figuring out its use, Ves had no regrets in passing it on to Lucky.
"How are you buddy? Have you recovered from your sleep?"
Lucky tiredly meowed at him while brushing its burnished bronze exterior with his tongue. Ves bent down and scratched his mechanical pet between the ears. He admired Lucky's shiny new exterior and examined his status.
[Pet Status]
Name: Lucky
Owner: Ves Larkinson
Rank: Gold [Exclusive]
Level: 2
Skills
[Gem Excretion II]
[Energy Claws I]
Lucky already gained the ability to claw through armor from a previous gift. His cat did not gain anything special this time when it consumed the ore. Instead, his cat leveled up. Ves understood that as an upgrade to its core functionality. The cat grew a little tougher, faster and maybe smarter.
His exclusive Gem Excretion ability also advanced. Any gems that Lucky excreted from now turned into real treasures. Compared to the pitiful gems that Ves had stuffed in a safe, the newer gems should be twice as strong.
Ves already looked forward to what Lucky might 'produce'. He already had his Anonymizing Stamp in hand. "It's getting dangerous these days. Don't go excreting your gems into the woods without me next time. Let me raise my Privacy Shield first before you do your business."
Lucky lightly smacked his hand with his paw, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Don't be like that Lucky. I already have a huge shipment of tasty ores in my storage room."
That certainly perked up the cat. Lucky rose from his bed and raced out of the living room in a hasty scramble. Ves scratched his head. Did his cat even know how to open the locks?
He followed after his overeager pet and opened one of the drawers for him. He only withdrew a modest chunk of minerals for his cat. He didn't want to see his cat grow fat.
"Take your time, Lucky. I've got plenty of stock ready for you to devour." He cooed, already thinking about the small mountain of gems his pet could excrete.
Having taken care of Lucky's dinner, Ves left the living room and exited the workshop.
Underneath the ever-present clouds, a highly automated construction force fortified the perimeter. The bots already removed the flimsy electric fence. Sanyal-Ablin's workers already measured out an expanded square of fortified walls. Large glowing pillars of light marked the locations where they planned to place the turrets.
Ves approached the construction foreman. "Any problems?"
"None that requires your attention, Mr. Larkinson. The soil here is softer than we anticipated, so we will have to treat it along the way. We're also having difficulties in obtaining our permits from the Freslin City Council. Without their say-so, we aren't allowed to install our heavy turrets."
"I see." Ves thinned his lips. He forgot about the local government in his expansion plans. "What kind of objections have they mentioned?"
"Well, nothing. They don't outright reject our applications, but they are letting them hang in limbo. This seems strange because there aren't any other major projects that is going on that can explain the delays."
The foreman didn't spell out his suspicions directly, but Ves got the message.
"Do I need to pay a visit to the city hall? Remind them that there's a time sensitive project waiting for their approval in my yard?" Ves asked as he tried to figure out a way to exert his influence on the government without ruining his relationship with them. After all, he still enjoyed a privileged status.
"It may help. It's rather strange. Normally our name is enough to cow the local bureaucrats. Our managers suspect that someone else is directing their obstruction."
That was great. "Do you know if the mastermind is from the Republic or from the Coalition?"
"You'll have to speak with Miss Robyn for that. My guess is that it's a foreigner who's stuck their hands into the pot."
"Okay, thank you for informing me." Ves said and tipped his head to the helpful foreman. "I'll dig into this immediately."
"Thank you, Mr. Larkinson. The longer this goes on, the more it will cost."
Ves grumbled a bit. Who thought that with his status, a local still dared to mess around. He could forgive a politician or a bureaucrat who opposed him for a good reason, but this naked obstructionism benefited no one but the shadow behind the scenes.


Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

--Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server: https://discord.gg/APB5KCU

Xia Jinqi's entire body was drenched. Yan Jun had no choice but to find a nearby hotel to give her a hot bath first. He also had the hotel's kitchen send over ginger soup. After feeding her, he finally felt at ease and put her under the blanket.
Xia Jinqi didn't even have the time to be moved before she was already in a daze from the heat. It was as if there was a fire in her throat that burned all the way to her lungs.
Her mind was also in a daze as many images flashed through her mind. Ever since she was young, ever since she graduated... ...
In her sleep, she seemed to be able to feel that there was always someone by her side.
Yan Jun sat by the bed and looked at the weak Xia Jinqi lying on the bed. His heart was gripped tightly, and his black eyes had long sunk into the abyss.
He measured her temperature. It was 39 degrees Celsius.
He frowned and personally fetched water. He wrung out a towel and placed it on her forehead.
Basin after basin of water was changed.
Along with the fever medicine that his assistant had sent over, Xia Jinqi's temperature slowly dropped in the second half of the night.
However, Yan Jun could not close his eyes easily. He stayed by her bedside the whole night, holding her hand... ...
Early in the morning, Wang Mang rushed to the hotel with the headlines that had just come out this morning in his hand!
"YOUNG MASTER YAN! Something happened! "
Yan Jun turned around and glanced at Wang Mang. He frowned slightly, afraid that he would disturb Xia Jinqi who was still sleeping. He got up and walked to the outside room. He closed the door for Xia Jinqi before taking the newspaper from Wang Mang.
The front page was full of a photo.
The scene should have been at the Asia Pacific banquet yesterday.
In a quiet corner.
Yan Qing held Xia Jinqi's hand. Both of their expressions were filled with deep helplessness and pain... ...
The headline was Very eye-catching: An incestuous love between rich and powerful families An infatuated uncle in love with his niece-in-law!
There was even an annotation on the side that helped Yan Jun analyze the origins of this cuckold in detail, as well as where he should go in the future... ...
The more he read, the Uglier Yan Jun's expression became!
He had always been very wary of the relationship between Xia Jinqi and Yan Qing. Now that this news was out, there was no turning back!
Wang Mang, who was watching from the side, felt his heart skip a beat. "It was the headline from Huazhong Daily. Now, everyone knows about it! The Yan Corporation's stock price has plummeted by three percent in an hour!
Young Master Yan, when I came here, I heard that a few of the directors of the Chamber of Commerce were getting restless. They want to use this matter to directly elect Yan Qing as the president... ... ..."
Before Wang Mang could finish his sentence, Yan Jun's phone rang.
It was Yan Youcheng.
Just as he picked up, he heard a wave of scolding. "Have you seen the news? What's going on with Jinqi? HURRY UP AND COME BACK! "
The Yan Corporation's stock price had plummeted. Who Knew How many billions had disappeared in an hour. It was inevitable that Yan Youcheng would be angry.
"Grandfather, I think you should ask the other party what's going on. " Yan Jun seemed to know something. His eyes were clear and his voice was cold.
Xia Jinqi was not the only one who made the headlines.
Yan Youcheng choked. He knew what Yan Qing was thinking about Xia Jinqi, but... After all, after such a thing happened, the stock price had already plummeted. He could only think of ways to save it ! !
"COME BACK FIRST TO DISCUSS THE COUNTERMEASURES! " Yan Youcheng was so angry that he trembled and shouted angrily.
However, Yan Jun lowered his black eyes and replied indifferently, "my wife is sick and needs my care. "
"You! You don't want the position of Asia Pacific President Anymore? ! Do you know that after such an incident, I can directly appoint Qing 'er as the president right now! "

After marriage, his little wife openly stared at other men at the ball!
It seems that the family is not strict, directly take home a good education!


District / Z / of the polluted streets of the city of (Craun)! <City of the Continent (Piulna)!
On an extremely busy street!
And the strangest thing about this place is that almost everyone in this place.
have prostheses on their bodies.
some with arms made of some kind of brilliant technology!
others with the complete body transformed into machines.
Everything extremely bright and sinister.
(Merchant-chemist): I'm selling! (Quintech) masks of the best quality!
With this mask you will be able to breathe the purest air possible.
at the best price! you just find it here!
(chemical alchemist): I sell potions of the best quality!
Breathe under water for 30 minutes!
The stock is running out! come quickly before they're all gone!
(Chemical engineer): Buy my prostheses!
I can create anything you can imagine!
Obviously for the right price here, you can find anything!
Come Fast!
(Tyler): SHIT!
AM I IN ANOTHER WORLD ?? !!
...
10 minutes ago!
.....
(Tyler): Shit!
I'll be late again!
Tyler was leaving his house.
But the hand of the clock on his wrist says he is late for class.
Tyler with his athletic physique, he starts running like crazy towards Metro.
Which is about 300 meters from your home.
He cannot be the best student in other subjects.
More in physical education and sports Garoto is a genius.
After arriving at the Metro trail, Tyler puts his hands on his knees.
And he starts breathing hard.
(Tyler): phew! I'm glad there was time for me to arrive before he leaves.
After calming down, Tyler enters the Metro without a second thought.
He looks for the most empty and calm place possible for him to sit.
Because he is late.
When the subway stops it will need space to run.
After sitting at the bottom of the big subway car.
Tyler takes out his cell phone with his phone from his pocket.
He wastes no time and enters the playlist of his favorite songs.
1-Omar linx> Cowboy!
2-Imagine Dragon> Radioative!
3-Link park> in the end!
4-Guns n rose! > There was A Time!
5-Guns n rose!> Better!
(Author's note)> I recommend all songs / Especially the first and the last)
right at the beginning he chooses the music.
> 1-Omar linx> Cowboy! <Start>

After starting the song, Tyler lies with his head near the window.
He calmly waits for the subway car to reach its destination.
!(Some time later)!
Tyler has his eyes closed, almost asleep so to speak.
He hears the sound of the subway!
> Next stop / Corleone main school in Bed-Stuy!
Tyler sighs because he still has one more stop to reach his destination.
After the subway closed its doors, Tyler slapped his own face a few times.
(Tyler): You can't sleep champion! You will have many hours of classes yet.
But suddenly.
Something strange happens!
The extremely loud noise that the subway was making on the trail, disappeared and was silent.
The people who were talking are also suddenly silent.
Tyler witnessing this strange event, he is afraid.
He realizes that everything is paralyzed.
Fear takes over Tyler's body.
And he starts to shake with fear.
However he is an athlete King of the Sexiest Girls in school!
He cannot be fearful, a man must be brave.
Tyler gathers as much courage as possible and gets up.
He is amazed at everything that is happening.
Time stands still.
Only Tyler is moving.
Tyler with his teen namesake on his healed and toned body.
He soon starts to think dirty things.
if everything is stopped.
What prevents him from taking advantage of the situation and trying the best girls in this subway car.
Tyler soon identifies girls from the same school as him.
He smiles preventively and goes towards them.
He gets close to the girl's back and unzips her pants.
Soon he shows his sword of extremely hard meat to the girl paralyzed in front of him.
Tyler wastes no time and grabs the girl by her hair and makes this girl swallow her meat sword.

Tyler sinks his flesh sword until his balls touch the entrance to this girl's mouth.
But at the moment when Tyler was enjoying that hot, wet throat.
Tyler feels a chill from head to toe.
He looks back and realizes something more sinister still happening.
A pulsating wound actually opens and closes, distorting and changing everything it touches.
Suddenly, from inside the pulsating wound of reality. A man who looks identical to Tyler jumps out.
This man has golden eyes like fire, his hair is golden in a divine tone.
There is a practically perfect golden beard on his face.
Her skin is neither white nor black, but something between the two colors.
A very tight White suit adorns your strong and toned body.
A red tie stands out around his neck, in his right hand a cane made of some kind of blue stone.
For some reason this blue stone is releasing some kind of energy invisible to Tyler's eyes.
This handsome man looks at Tyler and says in a doubtful tone.
(???):Young! What are you doing ???
Tyler immediately remembers that he still has his meat sword in the girl's mouth.
Tyler takes his sword out of the girl's wet mouth, but the smell of saliva and liquids are still on Tyler's sword.
Tyler is embarrassed and soon hides his pulsating flesh sword in his underwear.
However, you cannot hide the size and volume in your underwear.
Tyler looks at the man.
He starts stroking his head with his right hand, and says with a forced smile.
(Tyler): You didn't see anything! Understood ??
(???): So this is my most perverted version of them all, right?
Of all the reality that I visited.
I never thought I would find a version of min even forcing a paralyzed Woman to suck his penis.
Tyler hearing the confused words of the man in front of him, he wastes no time and says.
(Tyler): Version ??? Are you some kind of multidimensional traveler ???
The man hearing the irritating voice of his primitive and perverted version.
He smiles and says!
(???): Come on, see if you have potential! Do not let me down!
The man hits the subway floor hard with his cane made of some kind of extremely shiny blue stone.
BOOM!
Tyler feels nothing ...
He only managed to see thousands of colored rays, as if he were in a time warp.
Something that is very similar to the accelerating force of the Flash series that he watches on his TV.
Even with fear he remains with his eyes open, but as time passed Tyler's eyes started to burn.
He manages to keep his eyes open and blinks unintentionally.
The moment Tyler closed his eyes.
The moment he reopens his eyes he realizes that he is on an extremely strange and busy street.
District / Z / of the polluted streets of the city of (Craun)! <City of the Continent (Piulna)!
On an extremely busy street!
And the strangest thing about this place is that almost everyone in this place.
have prostheses on their bodies.
some with arms made of some kind of brilliant technology!
others with the complete body transformed into machines.
Everything extremely bright and sinister.
(Merchant-chemist): I'm selling! (Quintech) masks of the best quality!
With this mask you will be able to breathe the purest air possible.
at the best price! you just find it here!
(chemical alchemist): I sell potions of the best quality!
Breathe under water for 30 minutes!
The stock is running out! come quickly before they're all gone!
(Chemical engineer): Buy my prostheses!
I can create anything you can imagine!
Obviously for the right price here, you can find anything!
Come Fast!
(Tyler): SHIT!
AM I IN ANOTHER WORLD ?? !!
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know I'm being boring repeating this ....
but do an evaluation please!
And remember! English is not my first language.
so, have pity on some grammatical errors in the novel.
I am writing just for your enjoyment.
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Tyler Clarkson, a renowned mercenary, gambler and thug, is a wanted man in each of the cities and empires he visited. Despite his explosive temper, he has a strict sense of honor among criminals, usually applied with the power of his magic that can intoxicate any woman, no matter if she is a queen, princess, high-level witch, Slave, all of them in the end, they end up in Tyler's bed. In recent years, he has managed to Conquer an extremely evil Queen. and together they thrived once again in the turmoil of the criminal underworld. 

I just want to make it very clear to all of you who are going to read! I FEEL THE PUREEST HATE FOR NTR! My desire is to set fire and burn alive those who like this garbage. Called NTR. 

Note: English is not my first language! so please don’t give me a bad grade because of my English! (Obviously I’ll review it before posting to see if everything is running smoothly! but no one is perfect so have mercy when making a heavy assessment!)

"How many?"
"300 or so, most of them are white ones…"
Ever since Autumn Love was branded with the Shameless title, she was no longer secretive in her interactions with Li Yi. No more brain-twisters, no more extraneous actions, nothing at all.
'This was no surprise though, as her problems could be pinned on her 'stellar' reputation. If she were to piss off Li Yi as well, then she would truly be a loner forever.'
Li Yi asked, "How much are you prepared to sell each item for?"
Autumn Love went silent as she contemplated on the price. She then answered, "300 Gold Coins per piece, how's that?"
"Sounds good to me. I'll take all of them."
Li Yi gave a curt reply. The moment he heard the price Autumn Love offered, he did not even bother to haggle and immediately bought them all.
As of that moment, Holy Equipment were the hottest items on the market. Even though Li Yi had offered 200 Gold Coins per Holy Equipment, there was not a single person who took it up. From this event alone, it had already portrayed the scarcity of the Holy Equipment.
Of course, Li Yi had no trouble doubling the price he offered, but there was a reason he abstained from doing so. This was because he still needed a large volume of Holy Equipment in the future. If he were to raise their prices now, it would come back to bite him later.
"T-Thanks… There's a total of 336 pieces, so for 300 Gold Coins per piece, you would need to pay 100,800 Gold Coins." Autumn Love promptly delivered her report.
"I'll give you 110,000. Is your account still Winter Dong Dong Dong?"
"Umm hmm…"
Li Yi opened his bank account and transferred over 110,000 Gold Coins to her account.
"I've already sent the money."
"Thanks, um, about the equipment, you need to head to the entrance of the Celestial Capital's Auction House to look for a person called Winter Dong Dong Dong. He's holding the items for me."
"The entrance to the Celestial Capital's Auction House? But I'm already here…"
Outside the gates of the Auction House, the shouts of the big-headed kid from before were still faintly audible.
Li Yi smiled wryly, closed his chat window, and walked towards the kid with a huge head.
"The name's Dark Wing, Autumn Love told me to trade with you."
Li Yi cut straight to the chase.
The kid with a huge cranium stared at Li Yi with his tiny little eyes and with his mouth hung open for about five minutes before nodding. "My name's Winter Dong Dong Dong."
"…"
'Isn't his reaction a tad too slow?'
"What's Autumn Love to you?"
While making conversation, Li Yi made sure to send over a trade request as well.
Big Head[1]stared in a daze for quite a while before giving a simple-minded reply. "My…my sister."
'The sister's a big fat scammer, but this kid's really absent-minded.'
After waiting for quite some time, Li Yi still did not receive the trade panel. By this point, Li Yi was starting to grow worried. He urged, "Click the trade option."
"Okay…"
The Trade Panel had finally appeared, but after ten or so seconds, Big Head had only put in one item.
"Please click confirm for now. I'll put in everything one by one. There's too many for me to handle."
"I…"
Ding!
The first trade had been successfully carried out. Then, Li Yi could hear Winter Dong Dong Dong giving out a long sigh. "First piece."
After carrying on this farce three more times, Li Yi could no longer take it. He sent a private message to Autumn Love stating, "Black-hearted Chick, this won't do. It might work if it's only a small transaction, but there are about 300 items. Are you trying to toy me, trading each item one by one?"
Autumn Love tensed up. "No, why…why would I toy with you? I'll ask, hold on…"
After ten or so minutes, Autumn Love wearily replied, "Alright, I've explained it properly to him. He'll be giving you the full amount this time."
Li Yi sent another trade request, and Winter Dong Dong Dong quickly accepted. He then put in a huge pile of items and completed the trade.
Li Yi double-checked the stock, and he counted a total of 350 items. It was even higher than the 336 pieces that Autumn Love told him about. It seemed like Winter Dong Dong Dong had accepted another batch of stock.
Li Yi then opened Winter Dong Dong Dong's bank account and deposited 20,000 Gold Coins into it. He was not about to take advantage of this situation.
"Winter Dong Dong Dong gave me an additional 14 items. So, I've keyed in 20,000 Gold Coins into his account."
"Brother Dark Wing, I knew that you were a good person," whimpered Autumn Love. Though they were a ways from one another, Li Yi could clearly hear that she was moved.
"I'm not as good a person as you think. Stop using your old gimmicks, just get straight to the point. Tell me what you need help on."
Li Yi's words immediately made Autumn Love go silent.
"What now? Don't feel like talking anymore?"
While talking with Autumn Love, Li Yi Teleported to Shattered Frost City and walked into Little Drunk Cat's Guild Map.
Back at the entrance of the Auction House, Big Head furrowed his brows and counted with his fingers. He then rushed towards the direction where Li Yi disappeared, and screamed, "B-B-B-B-Brooooooooo… E-E-E-E-E-E-Equipment…. L-L-L-Lesss…."
It was not that Winter Dong Dong Dong could not speak fast, but rather, once he picked up the speed, no one else except him would understand his words…
"I'm really not asking for anything. Honestly…" The Black Hearted Chick refused to admit it.
"You're really not going to tell me?"
"There was nothing to tell to begin with, so what could I say? Hehehe…" Autumn Love gave maniacal laugh.
"Big Headed Dong Dong has been buying Holy Equipment for days at the Auction House, and at 300 Gold Coins per piece. Isn't this your doing? Also, you told him to buy the items for 300 Gold Coins per piece, and now you're selling them back for 300? You're not taking a dime, Black-hearted Chick, does this really sound like you?"
"Err..Er..."
"Now speak, what do you need my help with? I'm feeling pretty good now, so if you tell me now, I just might accept."
"For real?"
"Speak."
"Uwahwah, I…I wanted to borrow money from you."
Autumn Love stated her desire in a pitiful tone.
She was not to blame for her haphazard speech. After all, she knew that her chances of getting Li Yi to lend her money were basically zero if she stated it directly. She had tried it plenty of times in the past, but even so, Li Yi had always given her the slip, ignoring her requests and refusing to cooperate.
[1] Author starts to refer to Winter Dong Dong Dong as Big Head from this point onwards.


Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages. 

Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters?

One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game. 

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