Tao Fuyuan, a 25 year old Chinese man, had just graduated from a culinary college when his soul was hurled and tossed about, and eventually ended up in a stranger’s body in a strange world.

Chinese peacekeeping force War dog Squadron dived into the goldfish to rescue the United States to study Judy and other dry African students.

Qiao Moyu wasn't sure if the "Master of Kaiguang" profession existed in this world. She never paid attention to this detail when reading the novel, but that doesn't mean it wasn't mentioned in the story.

(T/N: Kaiguang (simplified Chinese: 开光; traditional Chinese: 開光; pinyin: kāiguāng) is the Chinese term for consecration of a statue of a deity. In Chinese, the literal meaning of Kaiguang is "opening of light". Often performed in the Buddhist and Taoist faiths.)

After all, when she went on set for 'Sheng Shi,'  she recalled that a certain crew asked for help in choosing an auspicious day for their premier.

So Qiao Moyu immediately went online to check the newest drama and confirmed her guess.

This weekend, a small-budget movie will be launched in all major cinemas. Since it wasn't directed by someone famous, nor did it cast a popular star, there were reports online that the film had been rejected to broadcast in several famous cinemas, while the other cinemas that did accept it only scheduled two showing a day before planning to take it down in about a week.

The official blog for this film issues daily release announcements, but there were only a few comments below, showing that the guests were few and far between.

In general, there's a saying that sick people will rush to the hospital and won't hesitate to sign the bill. Naturally, Qiao Moyu had to start seeking out those kinds of desperate customers.

That night, after lulling Luo Luo to asleep, Qiao Moyu placed an order online and bought a full set of props.

In recent years, the specialty of a product was evident from its packaging. Qiao Moyu bought a full set of priest's robes, a horsetail whisk, a peach wood sword, and some candlestick paper.

Actually, she didn't need so many things to 'open the light' and the process didn't have to be so tedious. But she also knew that if she didn't do any kind of special action, no one would believe in her ability. These days, evil men can easily deceive and harm whereas those who were honest had difficulty convincing others.

After buying the list of items, she began to study her script once again.

But for some reason, when she picked up the same script once again, she suddenly found that her thoughts had become clearer.

In the past, those emotional scenes that didn't make sense suddenly seemed deep and insightful. Even as she closed her eyes, she could imagine how to get into character and express love and hatred with her body language and eye movements.

Is it because I read the original host's diary today? Perhaps learning of the past and how the original host had saved her allowed her to fully accept her new identity. In her heart, she resolved to help the original host to achieve her dream and take her son as her own, promising to raise him well.

The original host's dream since childhood not only involved Xing Yichen; she also wanted to become a film empress. So she worked hard for many years. She learned stage drama since childhood and continued to study scripts later on. However, in the original book, she was unable to make a breakthrough due to the pressure from the Qiao family and Xing Yichen.

The following afternoon, Qiao Moyu arrived early at the site of auditions. She sat down at the waiting area and continued to study the script.

Since it's been a while since coming to this world, Qiao Moyu could recall the faces of front-line artists. But while there were plenty of female artists who came today, their appearances were relatively unfamiliar. Qiao Moyu simply glanced around her before looking back down on her script.

Soon, both the director and the assistant director came back from their dinner break. The staff called for the first auditioner to prepare.

The door finally closed and nobody knew the situation inside. Meanwhile, outside the auditioning room, Qiao Moyu heard someone say, "I heard that Zhang Cen Cen will be coming to audition morning!"

"Ah…she's here too. Does that mean there's no hope for me?"

"In fact, it would be good if only one of the famous 'flowers' came, but I heard at least two powerful contenders will be coming!"

"Forget it, let it be!"

While everyone was discussing, there was a sudden uproar outside.

Soon, the door to the waiting room opened and a young woman walked in. She wore a long white dress with clear temperament and an overwhelming aura. When she came in, the other auditioners couldn't help but gasp.

•I DO NOT OWN THIS NOVEL•
•THIS IS MADE FOR WEEKLY READING TIME•
•CTTO•

Author: Zhuge Jin
Translator: wordexcerpt • Kitty Jiu

➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹

When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story's male protagonist.

Qiao Moyu, the President's childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won't take any responsibility since the child wasn't his!

As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she'll just take it easy!

However, a few months later ~

President: "You're not some disgusting mosquito blood, you're my white moonlight (first love)."

Luo Luo: "Mama, he's not Baobei's father. Baobei doesn't want him."

A certain Film Emperor: "I want both you and the child."

Online fans: "Qiao Moyu is ours!"

Qiao Moyu wasn't sure if the "Master of Kaiguang" profession existed in this world. She never paid attention to this detail when reading the novel, but that doesn't mean it wasn't mentioned in the story.
(T/N: Kaiguang (simplified Chinese: 开光; traditional Chinese: 開光; pinyin: kāiguāng) is the Chinese term for consecration of a statue of a deity. In Chinese, the literal meaning of Kaiguang is "opening of light". Often performed in the Buddhist and Taoist faiths.)
After all, when she went on set for 'Sheng Shi,'  she recalled that a certain crew asked for help in choosing an auspicious day for their premier.
So Qiao Moyu immediately went online to check the newest drama and confirmed her guess.
This weekend, a small-budget movie will be launched in all major cinemas. Since it wasn't directed by someone famous, nor did it cast a popular star, there were reports online that the film had been rejected to broadcast in several famous cinemas, while the other cinemas that did accept it only scheduled two showing a day before planning to take it down in about a week.
The official blog for this film issues daily release announcements, but there were only a few comments below, showing that the guests were few and far between.
In general, there's a saying that sick people will rush to the hospital and won't hesitate to sign the bill. Naturally, Qiao Moyu had to start seeking out those kinds of desperate customers.
That night, after lulling Luo Luo to asleep, Qiao Moyu placed an order online and bought a full set of props.

In recent years, the specialty of a product was evident from its packaging. Qiao Moyu bought a full set of priest's robes, a horsetail whisk, a peach wood sword, and some candlestick paper.Actually, she didn't need so many things to 'open the light' and the process didn't have to be so tedious. But she also knew that if she didn't do any kind of special action, no one would believe in her ability. These days, evil men can easily deceive and harm whereas those who were honest had difficulty convincing others.
After buying the list of items, she began to study her script once again.
But for some reason, when she picked up the same script once again, she suddenly found that her thoughts had become clearer.
In the past, those emotional scenes that didn't make sense suddenly seemed deep and insightful. Even as she closed her eyes, she could imagine how to get into character and express love and hatred with her body language and eye movements.
Is it because I read the original host's diary today? Perhaps learning of the past and how the original host had saved her allowed her to fully accept her new identity. In her heart, she resolved to help the original host to achieve her dream and take her son as her own, promising to raise him well.

The original host's dream since childhood not only involved Xing Yichen; she also wanted to become a film empress. So she worked hard for many years. She learned stage drama since childhood and continued to study scripts later on. However, in the original book, she was unable to make a breakthrough due to the pressure from the Qiao family and Xing Yichen.The following afternoon, Qiao Moyu arrived early at the site of auditions. She sat down at the waiting area and continued to study the script.
Since it's been a while since coming to this world, Qiao Moyu could recall the faces of front-line artists. But while there were plenty of female artists who came today, their appearances were relatively unfamiliar. Qiao Moyu simply glanced around her before looking back down on her script.
Soon, both the director and the assistant director came back from their dinner break. The staff called for the first auditioner to prepare.
The door finally closed and nobody knew the situation inside. Meanwhile, outside the auditioning room, Qiao Moyu heard someone say, "I heard that Zhang Cen Cen will be coming to audition morning!"
"Ah…she's here too. Does that mean there's no hope for me?"
"In fact, it would be good if only one of the famous 'flowers' came, but I heard at least two powerful contenders will be coming!"
"Forget it, let it be!"

While everyone was discussing, there was a sudden uproar outside.Soon, the door to the waiting room opened and a young woman walked in. She wore a long white dress with clear temperament and an overwhelming aura. When she came in, the other auditioners couldn't help but gasp.

When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story’s male protagonist.
Qiao Moyu, the President’s childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won’t take any responsibility since the child wasn’t his!
As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she’ll just take it easy!
However, a few months later ~
President: “You’re not some disgusting mosquito blood, you’re my white moonlight (first love).”
Luo Luo: “Mama, he’s not Baobei’s father. Baobei doesn’t want him.”
A certain Film Emperor: “I want both you and the child.”
Online fans: “Qiao Moyu is ours!”


Genre(s)

Comedy,Drama,Fantasy,Josei,Romance

Author : Zhuge Jin,诸葛锦

Alternative :
TCVCF, 穿成总裁蚊子血[穿书]

This is Fan Translation♡




I'll not lock any chps:)

At night!
The news on the internet had already affected their lives.
Zhao Ming Qing returned home and his children were sitting on the sofa as if they were waiting for their dad to return home. When Zhao Ming Qing returned, the eldest child, Zhao Li Xing, immediately went forward.
The other siblings looked at their oldest brother as this matter required him to take action. The younger siblings sat aside to act as a backup.
Their eldest brother was more capable than them and held a higher status as well in the corporate world. His brother was extremely renown. Besides their dad, their eldest brother had the biggest say in the family.
Zhao Ming Qing was exhausted after working for the entire day but he felt that it had been worth it. After following his mentor, he felt that he had been totally changed. He had learned so much knowledge that he had never known before.
When he returned home, he only took a glance at his children. He was still a little angry. These children had ruined his mentorship ceremony and he still remembered it. It wasn't because he was petty, it was because this was a major problem and if they weren't his children, he'd definitely have beaten them to death.
Zhao Li Xing remained silent for a while and when he saw his dad go into the study room without saying anything, he stood up. "Dad…"
Zhao Ming Qing frowned. "What's wrong? Why are you guys so free to be here?"
"We know about what's happening online. This matter has blown up. A few leaders contacted me. Dad, I don't know what you're up to but you have to be cautious about some things," Zhao Li Xing said.
Zhao Shi frowned. "Li Xing…" It was as if she was blaming her son for not speaking to his dad respectfully.
However, Zhao Li Xing was extremely affected by it. He was worried that his dad had done something illegal. It wasn't that he didn't believe in his dad. It was because his dad had totally changed after getting that young fella as a mentor. He would lock himself in his study room every day and nobody knew what he was doing.
Zhao Li Xing's status allowed him to check on Master Lin and he found out everything about him. He felt that it was unbelievable.
Scallion pancakes, martial arts, fortune-telling, athletics, locksmithing, etc. These made him feel that it was extremely unbelievable.
When someone seemed extremely powerful, it didn't necessarily mean that he was really capable. Zhao Li Xing felt that something was wrong.
Zhao Li Xing looked at his son. "You don't have to bother about my things. Just take good care of yourself." Then, he went up immediately and didn't say anything else. He was exhilarated. The prescription was finally complete and it was because of his mentor's guidance. This was a happy occasion for him and he really wanted to tell everyone about it.
However, his mentor had told him to take it slow and not be impatient. He had to take it one step at a time and only tell everyone about it the next day.
Zhao Li Xing continued, "Dad, this matter doesn't just concern you. It concerns all of us. Do you even know how we're being humiliated outside?"
"Haha," Zhao Ming Qing sneered. "You care about what others say? Alright, then you guys can disown me as a father. I will not blame you at all."
Zhao Shi snapped when she heard that, "What are you saying?!"
Zhao Li Xing said, "Dad, what happened to you? Did that young fella feed you some unusual medicine? I'll get someone to bring him away and see what's wrong with him."
"You dare?!" Suddenly, Zhao Ming Qing's face turned red and he started to breathe heavily. "Let me tell you, if you dare to do that, I'll break your legs."
Zhao Li Xing was infuriated. "Dad, why are you so stubborn? This matter is literally impossible. If you don't settle the matter about that video, your reputation will be tarnished for life."
"I don't want to talk to you about anything. You guys don't understand at all. The youngsters these days only care about what others think. You'll never be successful," Zhao Ming Qing said.
Zhao Li Xing rebutted, "Dad if I cared about what others think, I wouldn't have attained my status today."
"Status? Did you achieve it by yourself? If I didn't let down my ego and ask a friend to help you, do you think you can be who you are today with your own capabilities?" Zhao Ming Qing was furious. He had initially been happy but now he had been agitated by his own son.
Zhao Bin and the others were stunned. They hadn't expected things to turn out like this. It was hopeless.
"I got it based on my own abilities," Zhao Li Xing rebutted. He didn't want anyone to belittle his achievement.
Zhao Ming Qing waved his hand. "I don't want to argue with you anymore. You think you've grown up and you have your own opinion. Let me tell you this, your dad isn't old and stupid. I know what I'm doing. I taught all of you since young. Don't even think about teaching me what to do. You're not that capable."
Zhao Shi was anxious. "Don't be angry, talk nicely to him. The children are worried about you…"
"Hmph," Zhao Ming Qing sneered. He didn't say anything and went up. He slammed the door shut and didn't want to talk to anyone.
Zhao Shi looked at her son. "Li Xing, don't argue with your dad. Your dad will always be your father."
Zhao Li Xing replied, "It's because he's my dad that I don't want him to sink even deeper. Mum, you saw what happened recently. None of them were good things. The whole nation knows about what happened after they read the articles online."
In the study room.
Zhao Ming Qing sat on the wooden chair and took deep breaths to calm himself down. Then, he shook his head in despair. He thought about when his children had still been young and they all looked up to him and listened to whatever he said. He had always seemed to be right in his children's eyes. However, his children had grown up and they didn't trust him anymore.
Zhao Ming Qing was tired after thinking about it.
However, it concerned the love of his life - Chinese medicine. Then, his heart burned with determination again. Chinese medicine wasn't so inferior. It had thousands of years of history. How could Chinese medicine only be used to maintain good health?
When he thought of the hard work that he had put in for the past few days and that the results were finally out, he felt extremely happy.
He thought of what his mentor had said.
'Tomorrow will be the day Chinese medicine sees its glory.'
Perhaps it could be said to be the day that he would save his reputation.
The next day!
In the morning.
Zhao Ming Qing stood outside the hospital. There were a lot of reporters and people around him.
Lin Fan had prepared the scallion pancakes. It was already 9:30 am and it was the timing that he had chosen specifically.
No matter what, he had to sell the scallion pancakes every day.
When Zhao Ming Qing appeared outside the hospital, someone was so furious that he smashed a bottle of beverage at Zhao Ming Qing's feet.
"It's him! The inhumane and unethical elderly Chinese doctor."
...


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

Online live streaming had become a hot topic recently. There were experts who criticized online broadcasters, whether to their faces or behind their backs, for using their looks or scanty attire to make money off fans, while they themselves hated that they couldn't just stand in front of a screen to give an academic lecture and make hundreds of thousands each month easily.
But not just anyone could make a living through live streaming. This was the age of beauty. For example, there were countless cases nowadays of blind dates falling flat when the reality of a person's looks didn't match expectations. If someone wanted to make a name for themselves on an online platform, they needed to have the type of face that was popular online, or at the very least, a pleasant-looking one.
But who knew, maybe someone with a blood-red figure, butterfly-blue hair, and the face of Third Young Master Tang, singing "Ah~~ five~~ rings" might be able to make it big[1]. 
At least, it would be a more festive sight.
Little Xuan had greatly inspired Father Wang; live streaming could be considered a universal subject, something which was very immersive and fun. But the thing he now had to consider was how to develop this theme and make it even more interesting.
After hearing Little Xuan's suggestion, Father Wang hurriedly expressed his thanks to everyone in the live stream, then logged off right away.
Seeing Wang Jiaomei's profile icon turn gray, the people online all immediately knew… this almighty big shot in the world of web novels was about to make his move!
This time… what kind of carnage was he going to wreck?
Father Wang was quite an efficient person, which was reflected in everything he did. For example, in the time it took to boil water, he could easily finish three things at once while he was on the toilet bowl: eating, reading the newspaper, and squabbling with trolls in the online book review section by switching between the hundreds of alternate IDs which he owned.
That evening, he burned the midnight oil finishing a basic outline and synopsis, and even finished the first chapter of his new book.
The title: The Live Streaming Life of the Immortal King
A brief introduction: This is a story about the daily life of a cultivation master who is unable to suppress the prehistoric powers inside his body, and who sells meng[2] online by live streaming his daily immortal cultivation life on earth.
"…"
Wang Ling had been looking at Father Wang's computer screen the whole time and felt an underlying sense of foreboding.
Given Father Wang's current skill level in writing, it was very quick and easy for him to write an opening chapter. After checking for spelling mistakes several times from top to bottom, Father Wang then clicked his mouse and directly sent the file to his chief editor.
Father Wang's chief editor was called Song Zikai and his editor code name was Lie Shou. People in the industry had given this big editor the nickname "Lie Mengmeng." When he had paid a visit to the house before, Wang Ling had used his supernatural Eye Ability to check out this person's name card. This was the only editor whom Father Wang had met in real life since entering the web novel industry more than ten years ago. He was a very frail youth who looked like a shou[3]; he seemed like he would tip over in a breeze, and his very neat fringe gave people the sense that he was very pure.
With the computer on, Father Wang made a cup of tea and waited in silence for a while. Very soon, he heard a ping! — Chief Editor Song had replied!
This gold star editor was also an excellent publicist. The average time he took to check a manuscript was just thirty seconds, which was an especially mystical feat to Wang Ling.
From Wang Ling's quick glance at the email reply, the theme was very attractive and Father Wang's writing was fine. But given the stunning performance of Father Wang's first book, along with his current online prestige, Lie Mengmeng decided he should write a few more chapters. After they added up to more than twenty thousand words, only then would he upload it onto the website to test the waters.
Wang Ling had heard about this website before — it was a separate VIP novel website specially set up by the Cultivation Reading Network for readers who were their highest-ranked users and had been registered with them for more than one hundred years. On this separate website, they could read the drafts of new works by top-ranked writers beforehand and leave them messages to tell them their thoughts or offer suggestions.
Gazing at the email reply, Father Wang was silent for a while, but finally he nodded in acceptance. After all, Wang Situ this pen name was a godhead that had taken him years to build and perfect. Given that he didn't know how marketable his second book could be, Father Wang really didn't dare release it casually — if it didn't pass the test, his godship would collapse! As for himself… wouldn't he become a complete joke in the industry?!
Wang Ling was speechless at this. "…" This one pen name had been able to attract three hundred thousand people to a live streaming platform that had absolutely nothing to do with web novels — how could online nobodies compare with that and f**king survive?!
...
In the morning, Mother Wang had finished preparing breakfast, which was made up of fried bread sticks, soybean milk and her specialty, rejuvenation noodles. Mother Wang untied her apron strings and shouted up the stairs. "The two of you, come down and eat!"
Wang Ling gazed at the table full of dishes and was almost moved to tears… after the torture that had been Mother Juan's black cuisine during those few days at No. 59 High School, it was perhaps only Mother Wang's personally cooked dishes that could fix his wounded heart.
As they ate, Father Wang pushed his black-rimmed glasses up and stared closely at Wang Ling for a bit before he sighed. "Tch, you seem to have grown fatter these last four days."
Wang Ling touched his face and felt that his cheeks had indeed seemed to have gotten meatier… this was probably because he had eaten Mother Juan's cooking and it was now fermenting in his stomach.
It didn't matter though, as losing weight had never been difficult for him…
Wang Ling rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, and like plasticine, the fat on his face was instantly smoothed out.
 "…" Even this could f**king work?!
This was the first time that Father and Mother Wang had witnessed this ability of his.
Father Wang ate a mouthful of rejuvenation noodles. "These last four days, how was it, living in a large group?"
Wang Ling was taken aback, but in the end shook his head.
"I heard that when Ming Ming brought you the talisman seal, a lot of things happened?"
Wang Ling nodded.
Father Wang sighed. "Actually, I think you're just too nervous. Maybe if you act more naturally, nothing will happen. You should spend more time with your peers, understand?"
Wang Ling continued nodding.
"Enough! Why bring this up when we're eating!"
Mother Wang interrupted Father Wang. "But Ling Ling, don't forget to do a bit of homework revision these two days. Although you shouldn't do too well, you shouldn't be at the bottom of the class, at least. Just study whatever is necessary. I've already asked about the classes you missed, and I especially made the trip to school to pick up the review materials. It should be enough for you to take a few minutes later to have a quick look at them."
 "Okay." Concise and comprehensive, this was the first word Wang Ling had spoken after coming home.
In truth, he didn't need to review courses like Dao talismans and magical skills at all. But for courses like history and political science, he still had to spend some time memorizing the materials. Even for top students in the elite class like Feather Lin and Lotus Sun, catching up on one week's worth of classes and digesting the knowledge would still take them a whole day.
In contrast, it was a lot more convenient for Wang Ling, who could use his speed reading and memorization skills… mother never has to worry about my studies[4]!
But Wang Ling didn't want to be disturbed by anyone after he started his wonderful weekend of study, especially when he was using his quick memorization skill. If someone disturbed him at that time, it was highly possible it would result in him remembering things wrongly.
And so, to prevent this from happening, Wang Ling opened up his stationery pouch…
The monster pen and goblin eraser that he had created with magic previously could help him maintain order.
[1] Basically, the author is giving an example of someone bizarre enough who might be able to break into the live stream market. Third Young Master Tang is the pseudonym of a very famous web novelist, and "five rings" is from the popular 'Song of the Fifth Ring,' a song by Chinese rapper MC Hotdog.
[2] Adapted from the original Japanese word moe 萌え, the word 萌 or meng in pinyin can simply mean "cute," but at a deeper level, also refers to feeling fondness, devotion or excitement for someone.
[3] As a reminder, shou is used to describe the person who is the bottom in a BL relationship.
[4] This tagline is from a Chinese TV ad for an electronic device produced under BBK Electronics which helps teach children how to read.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action


In the morning, Zhang Zian opened his eyes and glanced around the bedroom as usual. The elfins were sleeping. He turned over and had planned to get more sleep. It was early, and dark and cold outside. A strong wind was blowing. 
But after lying for a while, he fully woke up. Something was wrong. After careful thinking, it seemed that Pi was missing.　
He sat up in bed, and searched carefully with the night lamp of Famous. The chair given to Pi as a temporary bed was empty. Pi was gone.
Did it go to the bathroom?　　
Zhang Zian turned his head, but didn't see any light beneath the bathroom door. So it was not in the bathroom. He hit his head. Pi was an imaginative elfin, why would it need a bathroom? He must have been confused after sleeping.　 
Tap, Tap, Tap!　　
A slight keyboard tapping sound came from the living room. Zhang Zian put on a jacket, passed by the sleeping and kicking Famous, walked over quietly, and saw the back of Pi.　　
It sat on the floor in front of the coffee table. The light from the laptop screen drew out its fuzzy shape. The nameless book was next to the laptop.　　
Pi was short. It was not comfortable after using the computer on the couch for a long time, so it crossed its legs and sat on the floor. Luckily, there was a carpet near the coffee table and the floor was not too cold.　　
A new Word document was created on the computer, with lines and lines of numbers. Needless to say, it was good old Pi. Mixed in with the numbers were some meaningless English letters. Maybe it was practicing how to type. 　 
The pince-nez was clipped on its nose, and the light from the screen was reflected on the thin lenses. Looking from one side, the lenses seemed to be without power, as there were no circles of the prescription lenses.　　
Pi was a slow typist. Sometimes it couldn't remember the location of a certain key, and its finger stayed above the keyboard for a long time. Even so, it didn't use two fingers to make the typing easier. In order not to disturb the elfins' sleep, Pi was gentle in every movement on purpose.　　


After hearing Zhang Zian's footsteps, it turned its head and grinned at him silently.　　
Zhang Zian pointed at the desk, then picked up the laptop and put it on the desk. He then adjusted the chair to the maximum height, and added a cushion. He asked Pi to sit in the swivel chair, then took another chair next to it for himself.　
The height was perfect. Pi was sitting in it comfortably. It pointed at the screen to show something to Zhang Zian. It typed in English: "I want to learn Chinese."　　
This line of English words were typed among a string of numbers. Yet compared to the time at the library, the numbers were much fewer. Although it was still awkward to read, it was less tiresome for the eyes.　　
Learning Chinese?　　
Zhang Zian stopped for a moment, extended his arms, and replied by typing in English: "Why?"　　
Pi clearly wanted to learn to type in Chinese.  It was much harder than speaking and reading Chinese. For a westerner, switching from an alphabetical Indo-European language to a pictograph Sino-Tibetan language was extremely difficult to do.　 
Pi typed on the screen: "Because Chinese is everywhere."　　
It pointed to the functional buttons in Word, then at the variety of books on the desk. Both the words on the buttons and on the book ridges were Chinese, with very few in English.　　
If Pi wanted to live a long time in the pet shop, or in China, it would be very difficult and inconvenient if it didn't know Chinese at all.　　
Zhang Zian nodded and typed: "I get it. How do you plan to learn? Can you learn from your book?"　　
Pi shook its head and typed: "There is no Chinese in the book."　
Zhang Zian thought the book contained everything in the world. He was surprised to find out about this.　
Pi noticed Zhang Zian's confusion, then typed: "The book is full of knowledge."　
All right. He finally knew something about this book. It was a book about life, universe and everything. But maybe it was written in English without any Chinese. So Pi couldn't use it as a textbook for Chinese. 

Zhang Zian thought about it and typed: "You don't know Chinese, but you can understand me talking?"　　
Pi responded: "I know Pinyin. I can hear."　
What the heck? The book had Pinyin but no Chinese characters?　　
Zhang Zian encouraged it: "If you know Pinyin, it will be fast to learn Chinese. I can help you."　　
Pi cheered up and typed: "Thank you. The book taught about how to learn Chinese fast."　　
Next, Zhang Zian found a lot of free Chinese lessons online, and asked Pi to study with the videos.　
Pi was very focused when studying. It could stare at the screen and sit in front of the computer for hours, while referring to the nameless book with the videos. Zhang Zian had to remind it to get up and move around. Only then it would stand up.　 
After the pet shop business, Zhang Zian played hide-and-seek with Galaxy, finished the daily training with Zhan Tian and Famous in the green field, and spent most of the remaining time with Pi, offering help. For instance, choosing an easy-to-use Chinese input software for it was how he helped. 　 
Maybe because it knew Pinyin already, or the learning methods in the nameless book were very effective, or the Chinese input software was intelligent, that a sentence could be accurately entered by typing the first letter of each word. Or maybe it was because Pi was an elfin born of Strength of Faith. It was impossible to predict it with common sense. Anyway, Pi was learning Chinese extremely fast and progressing at a miraculous speed. It was able to type some simple Chinese sentences within a day. By the second day, it was able to express itself in Chinese, although there were numbers and wrong characters mixed in the sentences, and some grammatical errors that would make people laugh. But it was making solid progress. 
The grammatical issues were hard to solve, as the Chinese grammar was too complicated. When the same word was placed in different places within a sentence, the meaning of the entire sentence could be completely different. Also, identical sentences could have completely different meanings depending on the context. 　 
Zhang Zian found some old newspapers for Pi and asked it to type out the news from them. The newspaper wording was very formal, clear and coherent. After mastering the written language, it would not be too hard to study the spoken language then.　　

Pi was tireless once it started studying. It could not leave the pet shop, and Zhang Zian was the only person it had contact with. Unfortunately, Zhang Zian often needed to tend to the customers during the day, and could not stay around it all the time.　　
When learning a language, the most important thing was to immerse oneself in the language through the daily conversations and interactions. Unlike the other elfins, Pi could not speak, and nobody else was able to communicate with it except Zhang Zian. Pi's progress in learning Chinese soon hit a bottleneck. For the same reason, Pi felt lonely, and often appeared low-spirited.　 
Zhang Zian noticed the same. But he couldn't duplicate himself. He had to handle the customers as well the elfins, which didn't leave him much time with Pi.　
He wanted to find a way to make Pi less lonely.　　



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

Qiao Moyu wasn't sure if the "Master of Kaiguang" profession existed in this world. She never paid attention to this detail when reading the novel, but that doesn't mean it wasn't mentioned in the story.
(T/N: Kaiguang (simplified Chinese: 开光; traditional Chinese: 開光; pinyin: kāiguāng) is the Chinese term for consecration of a statue of a deity. In Chinese, the literal meaning of Kaiguang is "opening of light". Often performed in the Buddhist and Taoist faiths.)
After all, when she went on set for 'Sheng Shi,'  she recalled that a certain crew asked for help in choosing an auspicious day for their premier.
So Qiao Moyu immediately went online to check the newest drama and confirmed her guess.
This weekend, a small-budget movie will be launched in all major cinemas. Since it wasn't directed by someone famous, nor did it cast a popular star, there were reports online that the film had been rejected to broadcast in several famous cinemas, while the other cinemas that did accept it only scheduled two showing a day before planning to take it down in about a week.
The official blog for this film issues daily release announcements, but there were only a few comments below, showing that the guests were few and far between.
In general, there's a saying that sick people will rush to the hospital and won't hesitate to sign the bill. Naturally, Qiao Moyu had to start seeking out those kinds of desperate customers.
That night, after lulling Luo Luo to asleep, Qiao Moyu placed an order online and bought a full set of props.
 In recent years, the specialty of a product was evident from its packaging. Qiao Moyu bought a full set of priest's robes, a horsetail whisk, a peach wood sword, and some candlestick paper.
Actually, she didn't need so many things to 'open the light' and the process didn't have to be so tedious. But she also knew that if she didn't do any kind of special action, no one would believe in her ability. These days, evil men can easily deceive and harm whereas those who were honest had difficulty convincing others.
After buying the list of items, she began to study her script once again.
But for some reason, when she picked up the same script once again, she suddenly found that her thoughts had become clearer.
In the past, those emotional scenes that didn't make sense suddenly seemed deep and insightful. Even as she closed her eyes, she could imagine how to get into character and express love and hatred with her body language and eye movements.
Is it because I read the original host's diary today? Perhaps learning of the past and how the original host had saved her allowed her to fully accept her new identity. In her heart, she resolved to help the original host to achieve her dream and take her son as her own, promising to raise him well.
The original host's dream since childhood not only involved Xing Yichen; she also wanted to become a film empress. So she worked hard for many years. She learned stage drama since childhood and continued to study scripts later on. However, in the original book, she was unable to make a breakthrough due to the pressure from the Qiao family and Xing Yichen.
The following afternoon, Qiao Moyu arrived early at the site of auditions. She sat down at the waiting area and continued to study the script.
Since it's been a while since coming to this world, Qiao Moyu could recall the faces of front-line artists. But while there were plenty of female artists who came today, their appearances were relatively unfamiliar. Qiao Moyu simply glanced around her before looking back down on her script.
Soon, both the director and the assistant director came back from their dinner break. The staff called for the first auditioner to prepare.
The door finally closed and nobody knew the situation inside. Meanwhile, outside the auditioning room, Qiao Moyu heard someone say, "I heard that Zhang Cen Cen will be coming to audition morning!"
"Ah…she's here too. Does that mean there's no hope for me?"
"In fact, it would be good if only one of the famous 'flowers' came, but I heard at least two powerful contenders will be coming!"
"Forget it, let it be!"
While everyone was discussing, there was a sudden uproar outside.
Soon, the door to the waiting room opened and a young woman walked in. She wore a long white dress with clear temperament and an overwhelming aura. When she came in, the other auditioners couldn't help but gasp.

It's Qiao Ruohuan! She's auditioning! What's more, that man behind her with the suit, pants and noble temperament, wasn't he Xing Yichen?
When the couple walked in, the went straight to a vacant spot. Just when Qiao Ruohuan passed Qiao Moyu, she suddenly uttered in a surprised voice: "Moyu, you came to audition?"
Qiao Moyu didn't know what kind of attitude to show when seeing Qiao Ruohuan face to face. However, she recalled from her diary that the original host and the female protagonist were incompatible with each other.
She didn't know if Qiao Ruohuan was truly surprised or just deliberately showing off to the crowd that they knew each other, thus highlighting the disparity between their popularities to embarrass her. Qiao Moyu simply looked up and smiled at her: "Hello."
Qiao Ruohuan seemed a little surprised at her reaction, but she regained her composure after a moment. She nodded to Qiao Moyu, hooked her arm around Xing Yichen, then sat down beside her.
Xing Yichen's eyes lightly passed over Qiao Moyu before coldly turning away.
It seems this was a good opportunity? Qiao Moyu glanced at Xing Yichen's head, calculating how she could take a strand of his hair.
 Several actors went in one by one. Qiao Moyu looked down at the list and saw that there were two more actors going before her.
At that moment, Xing Yichen stood up and whispered to Qiao Ruohuan, "If you don't mind, I'll head to the restroom."
The opportunity came! Before he could lift a foot, Qiao Moyu headed for the restroom one step ahead of him.
A few seconds later, she heard the man's footsteps approaching.
QIao Moyu stood at the hand washing area by the hallway. Just as Xing Yichen walked by, she pretended to trip on a pool of water on the floor and fell forward.
However, she skillfully reached out with her and brushed over Xing Yichen's hair without making contact with his body, thus pulling out a couple of strands with her hand.
Xing Yichen only felt a sharp pain at the root of his hair. He quickly turned his head and frowned at Qiao Moyu who stood right behind him. The fire in his eyes lit up in an instant as he said accusingly: "Was it you?!"
Qiao Moyu quickly turned her back on him, and grinned as she stared at the newly acquired strands of hair.
Xing Yichen's face was full of anger.
"President Xing, bye!" Qiao Moyu said with a smile, but there was a burst of coldness at the bottom of her eyes. At that moment, she didn't know why, but she felt as if the skin on her body had a burning sensation, as if surrounded by flames.
Xing Yichen care too much for her words. He went forward, step by step towards her before trapping her against the wall. He looked down on her condescendingly, the mockery in his voice obvious: "You're quite competent to climb up Ye Peicheng's high branches. Didn't you just co-star with him in a drama? Do you think he'll look at you differently?"
 "Why do you ask Xing Yichen, are you itching all over now that I'm no longer chasing you? Do you doubt your charm? Are you frustrated that you can't conquer every woman's heart in this world?" Qiao Moyu looked straight into Xing Yichen's eyes, her heart swelling with a bad thought: "Shall I tell you a secret?"
It was the first time that Qiao Moyu had spoken to him in such a sarcastic and disdainful tone. Danger rose from the bottom of his eyes. At that moment, he was like a poisonous snake that wanted to bite Qiao Moyu's neck.
Word by word, he said: "You're secret is just like you, disgusting and worthless!"
"Really?" Qiao Moyu's lips were raised and her voice was calm but firm. She stated: "Xing Yichen, one day you will regret your blind mistake. I'll wait for that day!"
After that, she raised her foot and stomped on Xing Yichen's foot directly with force.
After that, she raised her foot and stomped on Xing Yichen's foot directly with force.
Her high heels, coupled with her strength as a martial arts practitioner immediately pushed Xing Yichen back a couple of steps. The man felt such unspeakable pain that he couldn't speak.
Qiao Moyu tightly held the strands of hair in her hand and walked away.
Behind her, Xing Yichen watched as she swaggered away. He clenched his fist tightly.
Oh,shesayshe'llregretit?Doessheknowwhoheis?Whatajoke!
He would like to see, if Ruohuan was chosen today at the audition and Qiao Moyu was swept out of the way, what kind of expression would that girl have by then? Wouldn't it be exciting?
Meanwhile, back in the waiting area, Qiao Moyu sat in her seat and carefully hid the strands of hair in her bag. As she pulled the zipper close, she heard another commotion outside.
A sudden exclamation grabbed everyone's attention: "Oh my God, Film Emperor Ye came!"
Recently, Ye Peicheng felt that his father has been acting a little strange.
In the past, his father would yell at him as long as he mentioned acting, but recently, Father Ye took the initiative to ask him what drama he was starring in.
Not just that, the most mind-blowing part was that he actually invested heavily in "First Light of Dawn" and changed the name of the drama's male lead into Ye Peicheng's own name. Father Ye said that the female lead's actress should likewise use her real name for the drama while exhorting the director to open up this role for auditions.
 
Today, Ye Peicheng's father called him back from abroad to go on set so he could help the director choose the heroine.
At this moment, he went straight for the audition hall and sat next to the director.
The girl who was currently auditioning saw the director waving at her in dismissal. Knowing that she lost her chance, she stomped off in frustration.
At this time, another prospective actress walked in through the doors.
However, even though she didn't make any mistakes, there was still something missing. The assistant director asked her to go back and wait for the notice. Afterwards, Qiao Moyu's name was called.
When Qiao Moyu opened the door and looked up, she saw Ye Peicheng sitting behind the camera.
He wore casual clothes today. When she walked in, Ye Peicheng's eyes fell directly on her figure and he nodded to her lightly.
Qiao Moyu went past the crowd and stood in front of the camera.
"First Light of Dawn" is a historical film during the founding of the Republic of China. The male lead is a young commander of the separatist faction whereas the female lead is a farm girl who shared a marriage contract with him since childhood.
Their engagement came to be because the female lead's father saved the commander's father in the past.
However, as time passed, the young commander's influence grew stronger and deeper. When he reached the age of marriage, naturally, a woman from a farmer's family would no longer enter his sights. Thus, he proposed to dissolve the marriage contract while compensating the woman.
 
But the woman was unyielding. She rejected the commander's offer and threw away his compensation.
Later on, the injured young commander was rescued by a girl. While she took care of him, the two of them eventually fell in love with each other. Since the male lead kept his identity a secret in the past, he had no idea that she was the woman that he divorced just when he began to gain fame as a general. Likewise, the female lead didn't know that he was the commander-in-chief who led the opposing party.
Afterwards, the two separated. The female lead inherited her Master's position and was about to confront her enemy. Finally, the two of them met in the desert, not knowing that the other person was a special someone he or she had been looking for for a long time.
This is a story of romance and war. In an age of chaos, a song of love and hatred was born.
Today, Qiao Moyu was going to perform the scene where she first met the male led on the battlefield. Just as she was about to enter her role, the producer suddenly leaned to Ye Peicheng beside him and said: "Peicheng, if you're fine with it, go and act out the scene with her!"
Just kidding, this was actually requested by that golden Father of his!
Author's Afterward:
The next chapter is face to face!
A few months later ~
Director Zhang: Miss Moyu, since we're acquainted, can you give me a discount when you 'open the light'?

When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story’s male protagonist.

Qiao Moyu, the President’s childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won’t take any responsibility since the child wasn’t his!

As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she’ll just take it easy!

However, a few months later ~

President: “You’re not some disgusting mosquito blood, you’re my white moonlight (first love).”

Luo Luo: “Mama, he’s not Baobei’s father. Baobei doesn’t want him.”

A certain Film Emperor: “I want both you and the child.”

Online fans: “Qiao Moyu is ours!”

Dean Lu did not lie to Lu Zhou. That million yuan check interview was the last interview. After that, even though online discussions about Lu Zhou was still fermenting, there were no media that entered the school and disturbed his daily life. 
Later, Lu Zhou found out that the school actually blocked a lot of interviews for him. The few media that did interview him were all from big and influential media companies. The small and freelance journalists could not even enter the school. 
After all, the campus was for learning. 
Appropriate publicity would help to raise the perceptive of the school and increase its popularity. However, if the school did not have a good balance, it would disturb the quietness of the campus and squander the positive study lifestyle. The school leaders were well aware of this. 
Lu Zhou went to ICBC on Saturday and under the supervision of the branch president of ICBC, he cashed the million yuan check. 
Lu Zhou rejected those people selling insurance and financial products and quickly left the bank. He went on a DiDi cab and felt dizzy. The feeling was as if he was floating in a dream. 
He had never been this rich. 
He did not even know how to spend the money. 
I guess I'll save it?
The car stopped in front of the school and for the billionth time, Lu Zhou opened his phone to check the string of zeros in his bank account. His heart was beating a million times a second. 
"… I have a million now. I guess I'm only 4 million away from mission two."
Lu Zhou quickly calmed himself down and put his phone back into his pocket before walking to the street full of restaurants. 
He found a random small restaurant to eat lunch and by the time he got back to school, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. 
He remembered Professor Tang's phone call, so before he went back to his dorm, he went to the laboratory building to find Professor Tang at his office. 
Once he arrived, Lu Zhou knocked on the door and when he heard a loud "come in", he pushed the door and went in. 
When Professor Tang saw Lu Zhou, he smiled and said, "You're pretty famous these days."
Lu Zhou laughed embarrassedly as he said, "Professor, please don't compliment me. The media has been so annoying…" 
The two master's students in the office were doing research when they rolled their eyes and decided to ignore Lu Zhou. 
Annoyed?
Give me a million, I'll take care of your troubles!
You don't even know how lucky you are. What a shame!
Professor Tang picked up his vacuum flask and sipped some tea before he said with a smile, "Oh? You look pretty happy to me. How about you go into show business?
Lu Zhou smiled awkwardly but he did not speak. 
"Fine, I have to teach a class soon. I won't banter with you. Let's get straight to the point," said Professor Tang. When he saw that Lu Zhou did not respond, he stopped making any more jokes. He added, "I have an invitation here. It's from Princeton University. There's an international mathematics conference in February, in Princeton. You're invited to carry out academic reports on your study."
Lu Zhou was confused as he asked, "Academic conference?"
Professor Tang smiled and said, "That's right, academic process lies in communication. You should accept this opportunity as it's good for you. This conference is highly influential in the international field of number theory. You're the first undergraduate student in our school that received this invitation, so you should accept it. The school will cover all of your expenses. Don't worry about it!"
Even if Lu Zhou used this opportunity to communicate with his peers, he would still gain a lot. 
Lu Zhou took the piece of invitation from Professor Tang and nodded. 
"I'll go prepare for it then."
Professor Tang said, "Take your thesis and do some minor edits. Write up a simple and concise speech. The focus is on the QA segment, a lot of mathematics researchers will probably ask you a lot of questions, so be ready for them!" 
"I understand… Then, I'll go now?" said Lu Zhou as he nodded. 
"Don't leave just yet, one more thing," said Professor Tang as he smiled. He then added, "Secretary Liu is recommending you to join the Top Ten Chinese Youth selection. Don't know if you'll get selected, but at least there's a chance."
Top Ten Chinese Youth!
Lu Zhou's pupils dilated. 
He had heard of this "Top Ten Chinese Youth" selection campaign before. Apparently, it was jointly organized by the Chinese Youth Federation and was sponsored by ten major news organizations. The aim was to establish young talents as models to other young people. It had only been around for ten years. 
It was as influential as the China Youth Five Four Medal! 
Lu Zhou held his breath and his heart started to beat fast but he quickly calmed down. 
First of all, it was still a question whether or not a proof of Zhou's conjecture was worthy of the award. After all, this award was not for scientific research. It was for all industries across the country and it indicated social contribution. 
Moreover, this award was politically influenced, so it was not as simple as it looked. 
If Lu Zhou had a Fields Medal, that would highly increase his chances of winning. 
Also, there were no free meals in this world. 
The last time Secretary Liu came to the school in the name of congratulating Lu Zhou, it was actually to show the value the government placed on scientific research. This time, for Secretary Liu to suddenly vouched for Lu Zhou to enter in the Top Ten Chinese Youth, it might not be as simple as it looked. 
Lu Zhou calmed down a bit. 
He had no doubts about his IQ. 
But…
As for his EQ, he was not so sure. 
Lu Zhou did not give any clues and he merely smiled as he asked respectfully, "Professor, what do you suggest?"
Professor Tang smiled and said, "My suggestion? Depends on where you want to go in the future. If you want to enter into politics, this is a good way for you to get into the circle. Secretary Liu could help you in your future political career and you could become some big representative in the government. As for how far you'll go, that'll depend on your abilities." 
Lu Zhou was silent.
Instead of worrying, Professor Tang just sat there and drank his tea. 
After a while, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid politics is not my cup of tea."
As a child whose father worked for the government, this proposal was quite tempting. If he could capture this opportunity, there could be a bright road in front of him. Head of the university, president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences were all possible. 
However, Lu Zhou was self-aware. 
He was used to doing what he wanted and working in politics was not necessarily what he wanted. 
"It seems that you're quite self-aware. You don't seem to be the political type anyways," said Professor Tang as he smiled. He placed his vacuum flask on the desk and looked at Lu Zhou. With a nod, he said, "Since you've already made a decision, you should reject it. Just remember to be euphemistic in your rejection."
Lu Zhou thought and said, "I'm a student. I don't know much. I don't deserve this honor… Should I reply like this?"
Professor Tang smiled and responded, "Clever."


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

Mike Chen was a half Chinese boy who grew up in a remote mountain in China. His birth was a very interesting string of encounters. His father, Luke Jones, was an unsuccessful UFC fighter. He was a good fighter and had a good physique, standing at 6'7" and weighing 79 kilos or 175 pounds. He fought in the welterweight division. But the problem was that he fought too mechanically. He would never taunt or showboat his opponent and wouldn't drag out a fight to the second round if he could finish it in the first. This made him unpopular and his fights never had a huge crowd. This made the organizers give him less and less fights. Some geniuses also rose in his era who were as good as in business as they were in fighting.
 
Eventually, it became hard for Luke to make ends meet. He was not interested in any other industry as fighting was the only time that he felt truly alive. Basically Luke was a fighting maniac. But Luke was not a muscle-head. In fact, he was very clever and never got into bad company nor got into fights. When he was down to the last couple thousand dollars of his savings, he made a decision that changed his life. He bought a one-way ticket to China and a self-study course for learning Chinese. He then converted every last dollar he had into Chinese yuan. 
 
Three weeks later he somehow found himself in front of the gates of the Shaolin Monastery. The Shaolin Monastery was the most popular choice for foreigners like him to learn Chinese martial arts. But it was not easy to gain entry as a disciple, especially for people like him who was not proficient in Chinese. So he settled down in a nearby village that had many private schools teaching martial arts.
 
Since he was a former fighter, he already had a high level of flexibility and strength. In a few short months, he became proficient in 2 different styles of kung fu - the tiger style and the crane style. He also became sufficiently proficient in Chinese to recognize the most common characters. His teacher in the school he studied in had some connections with the Shaolin Temple. He saw that Luke was very serious about martial arts unlike most of the foreigners who only came just for the sake of experiencing something new. So he recommended him for direct tutelage under an experienced abbot within the temple. Luke was very excited about his new life as a trainee monk in the temple.
 
Fast forward 10 years and Luke had now become one of the strongest monks in the temple. He had a high learning capacity and had already learned many styles of armed and unarmed combat. He was so proficient in them that he could combine them and create new forms.
 
One day a mysterious stranger came to the temple. He had a private meeting with the head abbot. During their meeting, Luke was called and asked to perform his martial arts for this person. He did not know the reason but he obeyed the request anyway. The mysterious person was very impressed by Luke and checked his bones and meridians. During that time, Luke felt strange energy entering his body and spreading through it. He felt uncomfortable but kept his silence. After checking for 10 minutes, the man has a surprised and joyful look in his face.
 
This was the second turning point in Like's life. Turned out, the mysterious man was one of the last cultivators that still existed on Earth. Due to pollution and industrialization, Earth has been declining in spiritual energy for thousands of year. In the distant past, the multiple civilizations created methods to harness spiritual energy. Witches in Europe, shamans in Africa, onmyojis in Japan and Tantrics in India are but some of the examples of the legends lost in annals of time. Among them, the most preserved lineage is the Chinese system which combined martial arts, medicine and crafting techniques with the study of the supernatural.
 
Luke was very intrigued by this whole new world that opened before him. The mysterious man, whose name was Lu Chen, told him that the basis of any system of supernatural powers started from the opening of the third eye. It was an esoteric concept that came up again and again in most cultures. Some depicted it as a literal third eye in their deities while some described it as chakra or an invisible organ. Lu Chan described it as the mutation of the pineal gland which was an actual organ in the human body that controlled the secretion of some hormones like melatonin. This mutation was found in maybe one person per thousand in ancient times. Only some of these people were able to use this mutation to sense the spiritual energy that surrounds us and manipulate it and perform supernatural feats. Lu Chen then told Luke that he is one such person. Lu Chen was searching for a successor for his lineage but he only had a daughter. He offered that he will pass down every technique that he knew to Luke if he married his daughter and took his surname.
 
Being a modern man, Luke was somewhat averse to being forced into a sudden relationship with someone, but his curiosity got the better of him and he agreed to meet his daughter. When he met Yiyi Chen, Lu's daughter, it was love at first sight, for both of them. Any lingering resentment for the arranged marriage went up in smokes and Luke began a happy marital life as well as a new journey in the realms of the supernatural.
 
Three years later the couple has their first child. It was a boy and they named him Mike Chen. On the day of his birth, there were some auspicious signs that very rarely happened in the modern era. Lu Chen was very excited as this meant that his grandson could be a genius in the usage of supernatural powers. He took him away from his parents just after he turned one year old despite the strong opposition of Mike's parents. Lu Chen ignored his daughter's tears and went into seclusion in an unknown mountain range. Here Mike Chen grew, away from civilization and in the lap of nature, one of the places with the highest concentration of spiritual energy. He stayed there and trained in martial arts, Chinese medicine and crafting. His grandfather taught him every technique he could get his hands on. In two decades, Mike read almost 10,000 scriptures and mastered multiples supernatural skills like Iron Shirt, Ying-yang eyes, Iron Palm etc. 
 
When he turned twenty years old, his grandfather passed away. Now that he had no reason to stay in the mountains, he decided to descend the mountains. Before his death, Lu Chen gave him an official identity and an obscene amount of money, enough for him to live the rest of his life. Mike has the option of returning to his parents but he chose not to as they were more like strangers to him now and he did not have any filial feeling towards them.
 
So Mike decided to travel the world. For the next twenty years, he travelled to the most remote corners of the Earth and met with various tribes and tracked any supernatural treasures that he heard rumours about. Most of them were hoaxes but there were many that were truly relics of supernatural beings. Meanwhile, he picked up the habit of reading martial art novels online. He was amused by the various Xianxia and Xuanhuan novels that tried to depict the lives of supernatural beings but were clearly written by normal people. He was very intrigued by the decisions that the protagonists made as ridiculous events one after another were forced upon them.
Our story begins on Mike's forty-first birthday. It was also Mike last day on Earth.

Mike Chen is one of the last remaining cultivators of Earth. One day he was transmigrated into the body of a cultivation trash in a cultivation world

As someone who has read hundreds of Xianxia novels and cursed the MCs for their stupid choices and the female leads for their uselessness, how can he follow in their steps? He swears to live life like a cultured and educated person from Earth should.

But will fate allow such an anomaly to exist?

Follow along on Mike Chen's adventure to find out...

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