I forgot to submit the story to the writing prompt competition, so I'm submitting it again.  E-mailing webnovel to remove this submission so I can submit it again properly

Sky and Anton went to see Me Charlie in Palmera hotel. 

They waited at the lobby for him to come down. "Let's go to the restaurant Anton, i'm starving. How long does it take a man to get down from his hotel roo? He is acting like a sissy." Sky said irritated.

"Alright I'll send him a text. let's go feed my favourite ladies."Anton said as he helped her up.

"Hey. Kira is among your favourite ladies now infact she's number one. I'm sure you guys made up right?" Sky asked as they picked a table at the restaurant.

Anton knew he wouldn't be able to avoid the question anymore so he told her the truth. "Yeah Sky. I took your advise, we made up. I took her to skyscraper restaurant and then we went clubbing. We had a fun night but it's not what you are thinking. We didn't have sex."

"Wow...that's good. You are perverted Anton, I wasn't thinking of such." Sky said smiling. She picked the menu and placed her order.

"Sky. Sweetpea is my number one favourite girl, no one can take her place so don't say that again.  We have this bond, you wont understand." Anton said smiling."

"Yeah? But please don't say that in Kira's presence. I don't want my daughter to have a competitor this early." Sky said laughing.

"You look exhausted Sky. I hope our meeting with Charlie will be a short one?" Anton asked with a worried look on his face.

"I'm just tired. Tired of smiling into the camera . Do Reporters ever get tired? I mean they took pictures of me and Dwayne in the morning and even at the airport. For Pete sake it's the same outfit." 

"I understand what you are trying to say but they don't. They are like that when they need something which is most of the time." Anton said laughing.

"Hi kids." Charlie said as he sat down with Anton and Sky. "It's been a while."

Sky looked at the man who doesn't look older than thirty five and he's in his early fifties. 


"Hello Barrister Charles. It took you a while to get down here, did you forget our dear Sky is pregnant?" Anton said in a not too friendly tone.

"You are always the same Anton, so you still nag.  Sky shouldn't be working, a pregnant woman needs her rest. Why are you as stubborn as Jay. Now I know why he chose you. Anyway sorry I'm late. But you both know how selfish I can be, and how much I love myself. I took my time getting here cause I'm suppose to be resting but this little mommy over here wanted the meeting now. Instead of tomorrow."

"I want the result out by tomorrow, I'm tired of guessing Mr Charlie and like you said...I need my rest." Sky said smiling as the waiter dropped her food on the table.

"What test are you talking about little one?" Charlie asked as he helped himself with the red wine in front of Anton.

"I figured but out Mr Charlie. Please tell me I'm on the right track. Remember the young man I told you about? I have his DNA sample."  Sky said with her mouth full.

"Hahahahaha" Charlie's rich laughter filled the air. "You are too smart for your own good, Sky  Anyway you are right. We do have biological sample of Mr Jayden. He said if he dies ..we could take sample. So love I'll have to visit the coroner's office. We kept it there so no one will suspect." 
Surprised Anton looked from Charlie to Sky, who didn't look that surprise.

"I knew it." Sky said smiling. She handed him two paper envelopes.

"Why do you have two envelopes Sky? Anton asked confused.

"Patience handsome. I can't tell you until I'm sure. But you know I can't keep my mouth shut for too long. Trust me, you'll understand soon."

"Alright kids enjoy your dinner. Goodnight." Charlie said, as he stood up to leave.

"Thanks for seeing me Barrister Charlie. I'll be waiting for your call. Do have a goodnight rest sir." Sky said to the man before he walked away.

"You are enjoying this Sky. Stop playing detective and tell me why you have two envelopes." Anton collected her spoon and took a bite from her plate."

"Hey calm down. I learnt it from you. We just have a few hours to tomorrow. But if you are so curious, I can tell you about the owner of the sample in the second envelope now.  It's mine."

"Anton coughed. Sky I'd rather you not tell me than you messing with me. What do you mean yours? You are the female version of your dad and you have your mom's lips so shut up!" Anton shook his head as he watched the lady in front of him.

He decided to change the topic. "Sky? Dwayne told me about your dream. You have too many bad dreams these days, are you sure you are alright?"

"Mom said it's normal, that once a pregnant woman draws near to her delivery date, she gets scared of childbirth. Especially if it's her first time. I just have to stop worrying but Anton, I am scared. I can't stop thinking of my DOD."

Anton stretched his hand and took her right hand in his. "Hey love. I'm here ok? and so is your family and Dwayne too, Chiamanda also, Bones, Stones. I could go on. You are going to be just fine. Besides God's got you, you are going to deliver like the Hebrew women in the Bible. " He squeezed her hand to reassure her.


"Thanks Anton. I can't believe you know about the Hebrew woman. But can we switch places so you'd help me push during labour?" Sky asked smiling.

"Nice try but no ma'am. I love being a man."


The next day, Sky didn't go to work. She waited for Barrister Charlie's call all through the morning but nothing. She was almost giving up when he called her and told her that he was at her estate gate. 

"Calm down Sky. Stop pacing, the result is already out...it won't change. If he's Mr Jay's son, we have no choice but to accept him. I'm nervous too.


After his meeting with Mrs Rose yesterday, Aidenn came straight home and stayed indoors all day. He texted Adrianna and told her he wanted to be alone. He did some soul searching so he decided to go find out the truth. He went jogging early this morning to clear his head but nothing. If anything, he was worse.
He went in search of his mother's parting gift and opened the old letter. He didn't want to read it alone so he went to Adrianna's place. He's gotten so close to her. She was so easy to talk too and he's always comfortable around her.

Jenna saw the look on Aidenn's face as she opened the door. She has never seen him this serious before. She quickly took his hand and led him to the sofa.

"Aidenn are you alright?" 

"I don't know Addy. This is my mom's dying letter to me. I don't want to read it alone. This will tell me if Mr Jayden is my father or not."

"Are you sure you want me here Aidenn? I could go stay in my room while you read it." Jenna stood up to leave but he caught her hand and pulled her down.

"Please stay. Don't go" Aidenn said as he straightened the paper and started reading.

Jenna wanted badly to see what's in the letter and at the same time, she wanted to console him....she wanted him to be ok no matter what the letter said. She tried not to look at the letter but the image of Mena's angry face appeared in front of her. So she shook her head to clear her thought, and read the letter with Aidenn. 

She gasped as she read the second paragraph. "Oh no" Jenna thought to herself not knowing she said the words out.

Aidenn looked at her and smiled as a tear fell down his face.

A feisty lady, lost in her past, fighting for a better future. Guided by an angel. Sky is just a normal girl searching for love, money and security. She had a rough start which made her give up on love. Will Sky ever believe in love again?
Sky's life changed drastically after she met her angel. Will she lose herself along the way? or will she become a better person?

"Are you happy about your sudden promotion, salary raise and all the bonus, do you think you deserve it?" Dwayne stared at his boss not knowing what to say, having worked in the company for three years he has never met the infamous boss and suddenly a promotion brought him to her office...what is it she wants??

A casanova who will do anything for money. An arrogant billionaire who dreads marriage....who will she chose? Join Sky as she help unravel the mystery in Mr Jayden's life, Jaydite and as she try to balance her personal life with her career.

Outside the window, Kate could see the sun rising. She hadn't slept the entire night and had asked Emily to keep her company. At that time the police officer came to ask her some questions.
The rising sun looked beautiful, but to Kate everything still looked too dark. She had no idea what was going to happen. But since she had already chosen the road she wanted to take, she decided not to waver. 
"Miss Kate, for now I have only one last question..." the police officer broke the silence
Kate turned her head and looked back at the police officer in a questioning manner.
"Why don't you live with your mother? I mean is there something wrong between you and her?"
Kate's eyes turned cold. She glared a bit at the police officer, sending shivers down his back.
"I don't think that is anything related to Susie's case. I hope the police focuses on the case instead of stupid things" then Kate immediately turned her head again, and started looking out of the window. She didn't give the police officer another chance to question her. The police officer sighed and left her alone. After a while, Emily came back in and Kate went back to her usual mood.
While Kate was admitted in the hospital, Ashton on the other side was admitted at his own house, that means, he was put on house arrest by the police. He couldn't leave the house even if he wanted to, forget leaving the country. Even his phone was taken away from him. This made him very frustrated. Thankfully he had already removed all the data from his phone and informed about it to Mr.Rodrigues as well. The police had also taken his blood sample, and he had no clue what it was for. 

A few days passed just like this. Kate recovering and answering questions asked by the police, Ashton on house arrest and the police busy with there investigation. 
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The results were out. The graphologist confirmed that it was Susie's handwriting itself. Also, he said that the person was under immense stress while writing it and probably emotionally unstable.

This meant that Susie had written the letter and what she wrote in the letter was probably true. The same day, Susie's hospital test results were out as well. And it stated - 'The deceased was 2 weeks pregnant till the time of death.'

That meant Susie's letter was totally true. She indeed was pregnant. But the last step was to confirm who was the father of the unborn child.

The police didn't have to wait too long for it as well.

'The DNA of the deceased and the sample match by 99.99% stating them of the relation father-son'

Kate Brooke, now 21, having an IQ Of 165 and the youngest woman to be the CEO in her country. 

She didn't reach here just by riding some wave of good luck. She worked for it, took the ruthlessness of the world, suffered all the back stabbings that her loved ones gave her.

Hence came her name 'The ruthless Queen'

When she was 17 and still in her high school, something happened that changed her life forever and made her what she was now. She used to be one of those happy go lucky girls. But not anymore.

She used to think of herself as a normal girl, but little did she know, that the conversation she overheard of her mother with someone on the phone, would make her life anything but normal.

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He wanted to be her prince, her knight in shining armour, that is, if she ever gave him the chance to be one.

She was best in every aspect, brains, beauty and of course business. But it didn't bother him. For her, he wouldn't mind leaving his company and be a house husband. 

If he could, he would let her earn and he would cook for her, clean for her (and her), and if possible also bear her babies.

But at the same time he wanted to destroy everyone who once hurt her. 

He wouldn't let them live in peace. 

If they thought they could trouble his queen just like that, then they were mistaken! 

This subordinate was his queen's slave. He would slaughter the entire world just for her entertainment!

WARNING - THIS NOVEL HAS TOO MUCH ADDICTIVE DRUGS LIKE PUBLIC DOG FEEDING (and sexual scenes). READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Also, there'll be some bloody scenes in the later chapters, a warning for the same would be given beforehand. 

Thanks for reading my work!!! Love y'all! 
~ Kuro Hoshi

[Ying'er, I have a surprise for you. Please go to the hot spring next to our inn. I'll be waiting for you in the sand bath area. You have to come. -Long Ao Zhen]
"Ao Zhen asked me to go the hot spring next door? But he just ordered me to never leave my room no matter what happened, ah!" Li Shi Ying head spin around after she read the letter. The handwriting was really Long Ao Zhen's handwriting, so she didn't doubt it at all.
"Maybe it's a trap…" Mian Xiang grabbed the letter and checked it again, but she too found that the letter was genuine.
"Maybe? But the handwriting is exactly the same. No one can truly copy someone else's handwriting to this extent, right?" Li Shi Ying shrugged her shoulder as she waited for Mian Xiang opinion. 
This letter looks suspicious, but the handwriting was that of Long Ao Zhen...what if he told her not to get out because he was preparing for this surprise? He said in the letter that they should meet at the sand bathing area, don't tell her…
"Princess, please give me one of Long Ao Zhen's handwriting sample I want to compare it to make sure this isn't fake," Mian Xiang had the same thought as Li Shi Ying, but the woman was extra cautious. She wanted to double-check the letter.
"Sure. Here," Hearing this, Li Shi Ying hurriedly took out one of Long Ao Zhen's handwriting sample she had and give it to Mian Xiang.
The woman then began to compare the handwriting in the letter with Long Ao Zhen's handwriting that Li Shi Ying lent to her. 
Mian Xiang stared at the handwriting of both papers and didn't find anything wrong with one of them. The two papers had the same handwriting! Could it be her feeling was wrong? 
"How is it?" Li Shi Ying slowly asked Mian Xiang after the woman finished inspecting the letter. Mian Xiang returned the paper Li Shi Ying lent to her with a sigh.
"The handwriting is exactly the same, and just now, I was spying on your highness. He indeed left from his room a few minutes before the letter came." Mian Xiang decided to tell Li Shi Ying that she spied on Long Ao Zhen. The timing of when Long Ao Zhen left from his room and the arrival of the letter was right on time.
It was as if Long Ao Zhen, himself, was really the one giving the letter in secret. A pity she couldn't see Long Ao Zhen's movement very clearly, since its dark at the corridor, but if the timing was right...then it could be Long Ao Zhen himself who sent the letter. 
"Really? Then this must be real. Let's go out now!" Li Shi Ying trusted Mian Xiang's opinion. The girl's eyes brightened upon hearing this and she quickly wore decent clothes to go outside. Of course, she didn't forget to bring Mian Xiang with her.
"Yeah good for you," Mian Xiang smiled hoping that Long Ao Zhen was really preparing a surprise, despite her feeling that it was still as bad as before. She could only hope that nothing bad would happen to her princess. 
Hot spring.
"Oh, you are here," Chi Tian waved her hand when she saw Long Ao Zhen walk to the sand bath area. She thought the man would suddenly cancel the deal, but he still ended up coming.
"Yeah, let's get this done with. Swear first that you will not go back on your word. You will give me the cactus once we go to the bathtub together," Long Ao Zhen spoke in a very cold voice. He was extremely disgusted with this girl, yet he had to bow his head in front of her because he needed the cactus. 
Once he got the cactus, he would make sure to kill this b*tch on the spot! 
"Sure let's go. Oh right we won't go in naked, but you have to take off your upper clothes. Me, on the other hand, will only lower my clothes down to my chest, deal?" Chi Tian smiled as she walked to the sand bath area.
"I don't mind as long as we're not fully naked," Long Ao Zhen hurriedly followed after Chi Tian to the sand bath. He wanted to finish this as soon as he could in case his bunny suddenly went to this hot spring, disobeying his request.
"Oh, it's so silent," Chi Tian giggled as she slowly lowered her upper clothes right above her two mountains. Her shoulder was exposed freely, showing off her fair tender skin under the moonlight seeping through the bamboo wall around them.
"Quickly, swear before we get in," Long Ao Zhen didn't care about what Chi Tian said. The man coldly asked the girl to swear while he stripped his upper clothes revealing his well-built body. 
Of course, the man didn't pay any attention to Chi Tian's smooth skin hidden under her clothes. His mind focused on getting the cactus liquid, and no other things were worthy of his attention.
"Okay I'll swear now," Chi Tian quickly swore upon seeing Long Ao Zhen wasn't mesmerized seeing her half-naked upper body. She had to admire this man's determination.
Chi Tian's voice rang throughout the place. 
There was no one there at the moment, only the two of them, since it was already night time, making Chi Tian's voice the only sound both of them could hear, aside from the sound of the night's wind. 
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COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

If you like to read perfect grammar then this book might not be your cup of tea, but I'm still learning. So, it will become better in later chapters. 

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2. 101 Days To Date Mr Target (coming soon) 

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The library was enveloped in a heavy atmosphere.

 

To be more precise, it was only our table that was warped in darkness.

 

After the spur of the moment that our little group had, Sanae did numerous retakes on her sample letter, showing no signs of improving one bit. After the fifth time or so, we eventually hit a wall, leaving us in the impasse we're currently in.

 

"I can't believe we haven't gotten anywhere after all this…did I miss something important perhaps," Segawa silently murmured to herself, biting her nail out of sheer frustration.

 

"No, I'm pretty sure you've done enough." I passively replied with an indifferent tone, my cheek rested on my palm.

 

"I'd actually like to believe so myself, but.." Segawa laid the retakes on the table, staring its way with uneasy eyes. "This wouldn't make sense if that were actually the case."

 

Picking up a sample for myself from the table, I couldn't really help but think the same.

 

The letter that she wrote was no different from before. The way the sentences were structured were really poor, and no attention was given to proper punctuations. Her choice of words weren't given much thought with slang words found in mostly every sentence, and her thoughts were left unorganized, leaving the context somewhat vague. And to top it all off, there were these weirdly-drawn emoticons from top to bottom. What the hell is with this letter, there's no way you could pass it off as a normal one.

 

As we dubiously stared at the objects in question, an uneasy laugh started playing at the side.

 

"It looks like it still isn't good enough huh.." The source of that laugh was the girl beside Segawa, a sullen expression clouded over her face. "Maybe I should just quit this whole thing and just talk things through like what Hiro said earlier."

 

I couldn't agree more to those words of resignation. Raising the white flag doesn't always mean losing. It's sometimes used as a means to speed up the process.

 

It was similar to those times when you play an online game and you was on the verge of losing. Going any further would only be seen as a futile act and would be utterly pointless, which is why you resign as soon as you were at a disadvantage. In that sense, nothing would be wasted in the end. Though, I was banned from most online games because of that, which is why I stopped playing them.

 

Still, it makes me wonder, was taking the easier way out in this situation really the right path to take? Sadly, I'm in no position to give an answer. Only one person had the final say. The only thing I could do was watch from the side.

 

"So you're planning on giving up, I take it?" As though she was thinking the same thing as me, Segawa spoke with her usual cold voice, folding her arms as she leaned against the chair. "Sanae-san, what was the purpose of this whole request again?"

 

"E-eh?" Confused by the sudden question thrown her way, Sanae took a short pause, looking for the right words to say. "To help me write a letter right..?"

 

"That's partially correct, but not exactly the answer I was looking for."

 

Seeing where Segawa was getting at, I joined in the conversation and answered in her stead. "You wanted to make up with your friend through a letter, right..?"

 

"A-ah! That's right," As if she had just remembered what her true motives were, Sanae blurted out in a boisterous manner. Seriously this girl..

 

"Exactly, which is why I won't allow you to quit," Segawa responded with a reassuring smile, looking Sanae's way with half-exhausted eyes. "I actually wouldn't mind staying a little longer until you get the hang of it."

 

"Segawa-san.." Sanae blurted out in a thankful tone in response to Segawa's kind offer.

 

However,

 

"No, I think this is probably enough."

 

The air around our table was suddenly shook still with my words, the two staring my way with complicated looks.

 

"W-what do you mean this is already enough, are you being serious here?" Segawa asked in an irritated manner. The exhaustion must be probably getting to her.

 

Seeing as though she misunderstood what I said, I returned her glare with a composed look, giving her reassurance through my eyes alone. "I think you've gotten the wrong idea. I didn't mean it that way. What I meant to say is that you've already done more than enough. You can leave the rest to me."

 

As soon as I finished clearing up the misunderstanding, I grabbed a pen from inside my bag and placed the sample I had on the table face down. And without any further delay, I began writing down what I wanted to write.

 

Now's about time I show them my real hundred percent.

 

"Eh, wait..I didn't quite get what you meant…" Unable to comprehend the meaning to my words, Segawa asked with a voice filed with doubt. Regardless, I continued writing without paying it much heed.

 

The request that Sanae had wasn't really as it seemed to be on the surface, taking it at face value was what lead us to this dead end in the first place. Our initial approach was wrong, and our assumptions were way off. In the end, there was another solution hiding in plain sight.

 

Also, as pointless as it may seem, I wouldn't take Segawa's efforts at face value either.

 

At first look, it might seem as if all her efforts were in vain, but that seriously wasn't the case. So far, if it wasn't for all that she's done up to this point, I wouldn't be able to come to this conclusion.

 

Having seen multiple retakes on Sanae's work, one thing started to bug me. There was this one thing that was always there no matter how many times she did it over. It wasn't her poor grammar, her lack of punctuations, nor her dumb-looking emoticons that continued to hurt my eyes over and over. It was something else that we easily overlooked with the notion we had in mind.

 

Which is why, this should be able to makes things clear.

 

As soon as I finished writing my piece, I handed it over to Sanae, furtively avoiding her gaze up front. What the hell am I doing, seriously..

 

Accepting my work with a question mark above her head, she quickly read through the content of my work. And without a second passing, I could already see her face get flushed by the second. I couldn't help but get embarrassed myself with the stuff I wrote in there.

 

Curious to what caused our unusual reactions, Segawa joined in and peeked at the letter. O-oi, that isn't for you to see, so quit prying on others' business without their consent!

 

As the two of them continued to read in silence, the reactions on their faces gave me more damage than the letter could ever deal them. At this rate, if this keeps up, I might just get sent to the shadow realm sooner or later.

 

Lifting her face with an exhausted sigh, Segawa turned to me with a disappointed look. "And what do you intend to prove with this cheesy letter..? It's no different from Sanae-san's work. If you're going to set an example, then you should have at least taken your time to write it properly."

 

"A-ah, well..I didn't quite get it either. But if you seriously intend to be friends again, then I-I guess I wouldn't mind." Sanae followed up in a somewhat passive voice, her cheeks slightly flushed with her eyes averted.

 

Got'cha.

 

"See there?" Seeing things play out as close to what I had expected, I sent Segawa triumphant look, only to receive a puzzled look back.

 

"What? If you're want to say something then just say it."

 

I cleared my throat with a sheepish cough, flashing a sample in Segawa's direction. "W-what I mean to say is that, if it's that kind of letter, this much is enough."

 

Looking past the misleading exterior of Sanae's request, one would surely come to the same conclusion.

 

When Sanae said she wanted to write a letter to show how serious she was, it didn't mean that she wanted her mere efforts to show. She simply wanted to express how she really felt to the recipient.

 

Putting emotions aside in these sorts of situations would surely result in nothing but failure. Effort alone won't be able to get your message across. In fact, most of the time, it would usually be taken for as something else, which would eventually lead to more misunderstandings.

 

If Sanae happened pursue the path that Segawa had laid out for her, it would most likely seem fake and would have the opposite effect. Which is why,

 

"Sanae doesn't need to change. As long as she's able to get her feeling across, I'm sure this letter is more than enough." I paused, coming into terms with the conclusion I just gave. "Even though it looks like the work of a grade schooler."

 

"G-grade schooler you say!? Who're you calling a grade schooler!" Sanae exclaimed with an extremely loud voice, causing me to inadvertently look in the assistant librarian's direction.

 

Fortunately, as soon as I met her bespectacled eyes, she merely gave a smile as she held her finger on her lips, telling us to keep it down. Seriously…if it wasn't for her, I'm pretty sure a scolding wasn't all that we'd get. Thanks for being born into this world, assistant librarian-san!

 

"Hoh.." As if she had come to realize something on her own, Segawa scanned through the retakes on the table, breaking into an exhausted smile. "I guess I misread the whole thing. It wouldn't feel like it came from Sanae-san it didn't look like this after all."

 

"L-look like this..?" Sanae pouted as she looked in Segawa's direction, crocodile tears on the verge of breaking out. "Geez…not you too Segawa-san."

 

"No, I only meant it wouldn't feel real…or something like that. This is who you are after all."

 

"S-segawa-san," Sanae blurted out in a thankful tone, only, the look on her face was saying otherwise. "I don't really know how I should feel about that."

 

In response, Segawa rubbed it off with a weary laugh.

 

Seeing things come to a somewhat abrupt conclusion, I let out a sigh of relief. The exhaustion on Segawa's face must be finally getting to me.

 

"Well, now that that's over with, we should probably call it a day."

 

Hearing my words from the other side, Sanae pulled the cuffs of her blazer down, taking a peek at her inverted wrist watch. "Ah, it's already this late. Sorry, I kind of need to go."

 

Responding to Sanae's notice of leave, Segawa laid her back against her chair, closing her eyes seemingly out of exhaustion. "I'll stay here for a while to catch my breath, you can go on ahead. Have a safe trip home."

 

Sending her off with a parting remark, Sanae stood as she kept her things, giving us a bow before taking her leave. "Thanks again for today, I promise I'll make it up to you guys."

 

Without giving us the sligthest chance to respond, she began to head towards the exit in haste. All we could do was wave her goodbye at the very least. Not that we did. But before she could go on any further, she came to a halt as she slowly turned our way, seemingly hesitant, her earnest eyes directed at me.

 

"By the way, Hiro, about that…"

 

Taking a hint from her fragmented words, I answered back with my own understanding.

 

"Don't get the wrong idea here, I only wrote that letter to prove a point. That's all there is to it." I took a short pause as I breathe a deep sigh, averting my eyes from the person up front. "Also, I only helped you out because it's part of my job. So you better make sure you make up with your friend."

 

I might have sounded a bit harsh on the first half, but I was able to control my tone by the time the second half was said. Probably.

 

"Mhmm, I'll do my best, Hiro." Partly satisfied with the answer I gave, Sanae gave me a warm smile. And without letting a single second pass her by, the library was deprived of Sanae's presence.

 

"I guess that marks our first club activity a success." Having been silent for a while, Segawa spoke up with a reassured smile.

 

"I can't really call that a success. In the end, we just ended up misunderstanding her request and did nothing for the most part. Heck, even she didn't understand what her request really was..."

 

"I guess so," Segawa responded with an inaudible laugh, staring at the retakes with a warm look in her eyes. "Still, results are results. As long as she was able to find satisfaction with the resolution we got, I'm pretty sure we could call that a success."

 

"Well, I guess you have a point."

 

"Right.." Segawa nodded, looking satisfied.

 

Our conversation ended there. 

 

Even so, Segawa stayed dejected on her seat, motionless. 

 

As time continued to pass without waiting for anyone, we both remained silent without uttering a single word, the soothing silence began to engulf the whole place.

 

"Say, do you think.." Segawa suddenly spoke up, sounding as if she was having trouble putting her thoughts into words. "Do you think..things would go well with Sanae-san. You're her childhood friend after all, so I thought you could tell at least that much. "

 

"...No, it's not like we're still friends up to this date, so I can't really tell."

 

"That so," Segawa replied with a resigned tone, straightening herself up as she began to fix her things.

 

Mirroring her actions, I began to do the same by keeping my belongings.

 

"Though, I feel like she'd be able to pull it off." I replied in delay as I continued to pack, certain memories began to surface in my head. "If she was going to back out eventually, then she wouldn't have come to us with that request in the first place."

 

"Fair point." Segawa replied without batting an eye, doing the same with a plastered smile. 

 

With the evening sun about to set, and having finished packing before Segawa has, it was probably about time I took my leave.

 

I grabbed my things and slowly stood up, stretching out my stiffened body. And just as I was about to give a parting remark, Segawa took my chance to speak.

 

"Which reminds me," Segawa paused as she stopped her packing, lifting her gaze as she faced my way. "What were you going to ask me earlier?"

 

Hearing her words got me thinking for a while, clueless to what her question meant. But with a couple of seconds of digging through my memory, I was able to remember what her question was about.

 

"Ah, that was.."

 

'How was I able give her the sense of security that allowed her to put her guard down', was the question I wanted to ask, but was wiped off my memory with everything that happened in a single afternoon.

 

Although I wanted to ask, my thoughts were in utter disarray at this point. It might come off the wrong way if I bothered to ask her now. But looking back, somewhere within those insignificant exchanges, I'm sure my question was already given an answer.

 

"No, it's nothing. I kind of forgot."

 

"That so,"

 

"Yeah,"

 

No matter how vague her answer might have been, asking any further wouldn't give it much clarity. And she already gave me that answer twice by now, so going for a third might already be pushing it.

 

"Ah, sorry for holding you up, you can leave now." Segawa said with a small smile. "Thanks for the help today, have a safe trip home."

 

"Oh, you too." With a timid bow as a parting gesture, I began to make my way out of the library.

 

"By the way, I won't be able to make it to club tomorrow due to urgent business, so I'm leaving the clubroom in your care." Without me getting too far from the table, Segawa added in a low voice.

 

Considering that this was still the library, I did the same and answered back in a low voice regardless of the distance. "Got it, leave it to me.

 

By the time I got out of the school library, the shadows had already taken up most of the hall, leaving the sun with only a few space to shine its rays down on.

 

As I made my way to the front exit, it got me thinking.

 

Was that really all there was to it.

 

 

Hiraoka Hiroshi is a cynical highschool student who refuse to change. To him,changing is the same as admitting defeat to society's defected system. But when he turns in an essay that shows this exact same view, he is then forced to start a club with a person of simillar traits, a kind of club that helps other troubled children such as theirselves to deal with their problems. How will Hiroshi deal with this dilema?
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note: This work was transfered from my account from a different site, dates specified in author's afterwords (or any form of word outside of the narrative) may not coincide with present time.

"Lord Sherlock, don't we have to deal with the crisis in Victoria City? If it escalates, isn't it an open war with York Territory?" Bru asked with concern.
In front of Sherlock was a crystal ball that showed a group of Humans, Fairies, and Elves tying up tens of Knights while their equipment was stripped and stashed at the side. All their horses were tethered to the side fence while waiting for the subsequent auction. 
The gamers didn't kill the Duke of York's Knights because they didn't offer much resistance before surrendering. After Lilo's request, they were being tied up.
The Knights numbered in the tens, while Victoria City had thousands of citizens. Moreover, the citizens were fearless. They didn't flinch when they saw the flag of the Duke of York.
"The Duke of York won't let the matter rest. You're going against the Grand Duke and the entire kingdom! I advise you to release us! Return our equipment and horses!"
The Knight's mouth was being stuffed. None of the gamers were willing to accept his Strange Encounter Mission.
"If we obey the Duke of York and seek sincere collaboration with him like Winterfell, will he offer us benefits?" Sherlock asked solemnly.
"Er… according to my understanding of Humans and the behavior of the Duke of York, most likely not," Bru said.
"Then why do we have to satisfy his request? I won't do anything that isn't beneficial to us."
Bru quickly asked, "But Lord Sherlock, aren't you going to feign submission before overcoming him with his weakness? If we can make a Grand Duke our subordinate, it will facilitate the construction of our city." 
"This doesn't sound like what a superior Devil would do. A Devil would never submit to Humans. I won't even feign submission. Have you seen a Human submit to an old chicken just to overcome it?"
Sherlock's question was persuasive.
"Isn't the current situation better for us? The Duke will send us free equipment and horses. Perhaps, he will send more good stuff. It's also a good way to add more Plots to Victoria City. I've discussed the matter with Lilo, and she will handle it well."
"I'm getting worried…"
Bru was interrupted by a fireball erupting in the Dungeon Core. A letter was thrown out of the flames.
Sherlock examined the letter before the letter incinerated in his hand. He picked up his overcoat and said to Bru, "Inform the gamers to set off. Yoda has flown the Airship to the Black Volcano."
…
Patrick Star stood outside the small town, gazing at a huge Airship.
Airships were rare in the Underworld. After all, an Airship core was hard to find. It was also a heavy burden for the Dungeon Core. 
Without strong power, it wasn't possible to supply an Airship with sufficient Mana.
Patrick Star knew that Eternal Kingdom had an Airship. He saw one when he visited Eternal Kingdom, though he didn't witness the Airship participating in the battle with the Ogres.
Sherlock had flown the Airship away, blown the top off of the Ogre Fortress, and kidnapped a kitten.
Following Patrick Star was a local guide whom Sherlock contacted to lead his 5,000 members free tour to the Black Volcano.
Patrick Star came to interview the tour guide immediately.
It was big news for 5,000 citizens of Eternal Kingdom to tour here!
After the tour guide listened to Patrick Star's interview question, he asked, puzzled, "Eternal Kingdom? No, I received an order for the Nobody Has This Name mercenary group's free tour. I even prepared welcoming materials. I can't possibly get the name wrong."
The tour guide showed his prepared materials.
The Sludge Monster took out a wet wooden board from his body and showed it to Patrick Star, who was befuddled. Perhaps the teahouse boss gave him fake news?
After checking the information from the guide, Patrick Star was sure that the Nobody Has This Name mercenary group was a front for the citizens of Eternal Kingdom!
His professional acuity made him link up the robbery of Winterfell's item to the Northern Dukedom, the disappearance of 2,500 guards, the deaths of the few survivors, and the Black Volcano entering its active stage. Patrick Star came up with a conclusion…
"Are they relaxing here when the volcano is active? From what I know, they are a group of brave warriors."
"Tourists who come during the active stage of the Black Volcano are here to kill themselves. It's the first time in my career that I have witnessed a 5,000 member suicide group. With my rich experience, I'm confident in leading them to death while I remain intact."
Patrick Star noticed the confidence of the Sludge Monster while he took down notes. Patrick Star nodded and asked, "I see. Besides the Black Volcano tour, are there any other arrangements?"
"Of course. The free tour consists of many activities and collaboration with more than 100 merchants who will provide goods and services at reasonable prices. Every merchant has a two-hour touring period. After that, there's a group shopping period. We have discussed the pricing with all merchants. Each transaction will have a higher price than the previous one."
Patrick Star nodded. The Sludge Monster was indeed professional.
That was the content of Patrick Star's interview of the tour guide.
Patrick Star was excited as he stood in front of the Airship. Soon, the warriors of Eternal Kingdom would arrive for a tour!
That was big news!


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

"Since you are not shocked by my sudden arrival that means you must have already been expecting me to visit you soon." Jing Lihua said in a criticizing tone. Her eyebrow raised in accusation. 
That old man, Tang Liuwei was not to be underestimated. She still remembered how he had easily found out that someone had tried to poison her.
She had initially wanted to surprise her grandfather. But once she approached closer, he casually greeted her with a smile. She left her office and came all the way here to greet him! That ungrateful old man didn't even give her the satisfaction of seeing his shocked expressions!
"My dear granddaughter, once you reach this stage of life, you would learn age is the best teacher." Like an aged monk who had reached the peak of enlightenment through his rich experience, stroking his non-existent beard, he assumed an air of superiority. "It was only natural for me to predict the date of your arrival."
Jing Lihua almost rolled her eyes.
"Save your fancy words grandfather. I know that you have been keeping track of my activities!" Jing Lihua ruthlessly exposed his secret.
Being caught open-handed, Tang Liuwei could only cough. "And that... is also a factor."
Side of Jing Lihua's lips curled up. "At least you have the propriety to accept it."
"What do you mean Xiao Lizi? I, Tang Liwei, always practice upright conduct. If I do something, I accept it in open words!"
"Oh. Is that so?" Jing Lihua laughed lightly. A second later, she threw a copy of the elder Heng's will on the bench by her grandfather's side. "Since my grandfather's conduct is so upright, he would not hide his true opinion behind this strange occurrence."
Tang Liuweu paused. Glancing down at the will, his expressions changed.
"Of course you were previously aware of my arrival. Nothing in the city escapes the Elder Tang eyes." Jing Lihua said with a smile. "You must have already heard of the Elder Heng's will hearing matter and expected me to show up here with tons of questions. Now the real problem is..." She saw her grandfather sighing softly. "How do you plan to explain all this to me?"
"There are some things that are better left undiscovered." Tang Liuwei said. "What's the point of getting to the truth when in the end, it will only cause you pain."
"I disagree." Jing Lihua's eyes were resolute. "No matter how painful the truth is, I would still prefer it than staying in the dark."
Tang Liuwei was reluctant at first. Healing this grandfather's resolute words, he laughed lightly. Picking up the will, he briefly read through the content of the letter that Elder Heng had left for Jing Lihua.
"Since you have already known the truth..." Tang Liuweu said folding up the letter after reading it and putting it aside. "...there is no use in hiding it from you."
"Grandfather what confused me is that if I am a Heng then how come, I am also—"
"You are not a Tang." Suddenly Tang Liuwei said, shocking Jing Lihua into silence.
He raised his head and looked into his granddaughter's eyes. His expressions were complicated at first. However glancing at his bright granddaughter, affection and pride replaced the complication. "But the way you have handled things at the company... I wish you were. I wish you had the same blood as mine."
In the silence that followed, Jing Lihua was stunned. At times she opened her mouth to say something but would end up closing it, ending up deciding against it. Everything was too chaotic and unexpected. A never-ending chain of questions popped up in her mind. She didn't even know where to begin.
Looking at his granddaughter Tang Liuwei sighed. "Everything said in the letter is true. We had indeed adopted your mother. That old bastard Heng! He had previously promised to me that he would take this secret to his grave. But he wanted you to look after Heng Bingwen... A grandfather feels for his grandchildren. We can't blame him."
"Grandfather..." Jing Lihua was unsure whether to ask him about her mother's death incident or not. The blood tests hadn't matched back then Heng Bingwen had acquired the samples. But if she asked her grandfather now, she might end up harming him. Especially now that his heath was not the best.
After all, her grandfather loved her mother. Her mother's death was a topic of anguish and regret for him.
"Jing Lihua..." Her grandfather rarely called her by her real name. So this time, Jing Lihua instantly looked up to meet his eyes.
"No matter what, keep it in mind you are still my granddaughter. You are still the daughter of my Tang Yuyan that I brought up myself. Nothing would ever change that."
"Grandfather, do you know Heng Bingwen had been trying to get a DNA sample from you?" Jing Lihua tested the waters.
"That kid you employed?" Tang Liuwei chuckled. "He had been trying to get into my database. Too bad, it is near impossible to penetrate Chairman Tang firewall."
Jing Lihua studied her grandfather's expressions. "But he succeeded in getting a physical sample from you."
Tang Liuwei looked slightly shocked. "So you have already known for a long time that you are not a Tang?"
Jing Lihua couldn't make out the situation. 'First I thought that grandfather must have sent fake samples to make it look like I was a Tang. But by the looks of it, his expressions seem genuine. He really didn't send any fake samples to delude Heng Bingwen's search team into thinking I am a Tang. He really believes that I am not a Tang.'
'If he had indeed tried to delude Heng Bingwen into concluding that I am a Tang, now that he openly admitted that I am not a Tang, there is no reason for him to hide it anymore. Then what s the meaning of this all? If my grandfather didn't alter the samples, it means they are not fake. If they were not tampered with then that means I am a Tang! And not only that. I am a Tang but my grandfather doesn't know it?!'
Complicated expressions covered Jing Lihua's face. Suddenly she thought of something and looked up. "Grandfather... what about the son you had lost. Did you ever find him?"


...Sneak Peek into a chapter...

"Don't play with fire, President Jing." His eyes darkened; the temperature in the room dropped drastically.

It was a warning.

However, Jing Lihua cherry red lips merely curled up into a smile.

"What if I want to play with fire, President Li?"

"Woman, do you not see your position? You are pinned down by me. Yet you still dare to act so frivolously? If you do not have any intention to finish things, you better not start them!" Li Zhiqiang's eyes were cold as frozen ice. "Otherwise, I will make you regret."

"President Li." Jing Lihua's sweet voice again assaulted his ears. "What if I want you to make me regret?"

The second those words left her lips, she was kissed furiously.

...End of Sneak Peek...

Flesh made of translucent ice, bones made of precious gems...

Jing Lihua, the eldest miss of the aristocratic Jing family, was a classic beauty with a tragic end.

Stabbed in the back by those closest to her, betrayed by those she put her utmost trust, forsaken by those for whom she sacrificed herself; years of harshness taught her a lot.

So when events take a turn and she is allowed to reincarnate seven years back on her marriage night, when everything was still in her hands, when everything had just started to take turns, she is determined to change the course of things...

She is determined to protect those who were true to her and at the same time... ruin those who had the demons in their hearts.

However, things take an interesting turn when she discovers new secrets left uncovered in her previous life.

A formidable man named 'President Li', the young master of the prestigious 'Li' family known as the great 'Devil' in the mortal world appears in her life and sends her plans into chaos...

Author Note: The First 20 chapters are rewritten by me. So they are good to go. After that for the next fort chapter, quality drops a bit. Then it gradually returns to best. Bear with it for a while. I'm in the process of editing.

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In the study of Babel.
Lucien was lying in his armchair with his eyes closed. In front of him, there was a glass of water which had not been touched. In fact, he was reading the quantum mechanics books in his spirit library, especially those regarding matrix mechanics. At the same time, he was also calculating something.
Even for Lucien right now, matrix mechanics was very difficult. It required lots of patience and perseverance to dig in, and its coldness and complexity could easily drive away any beginners.
Lucien could have first thrown out matter waves and then Schrödinger equation. In this way, he could use a much easier way which was more familiar to most arcanists, especially those in the school of electromagnetics and light-darkness, to start introducing wave mechanics. Wave mechanics was also a major branch of quantum mechanics, and it could solve most problems in the current new alchemy system.
In this case, Lucien had to start from wave theory. However, Lucien had been regarded as one of the representatives of particle theory. If Lucien chose to abandon those arcanists who had been believing in him, this might lead to many of his friends and acquaintances having their heads explode. Lucien had to avoid it, of course.
Therefore, Lucien had to refer to matrix mechanics which was based on particle theory and discontinuity theory to solve the problems facing new alchemy. After particle theory supporters were totally convinced of their belief, Lucien would throw at them matter waves and electron diffraction to make them gradually ready to accept an extra add-on: wave–particle duality. 
Matrix mechanics and wave mechanics sounded like another battlefield launched within the war between wave theory and particle theory. But in fact, they were equivalent to each other in terms of math, different expressions based on the same theory.
Lucien felt the word "matrix" rather fashionable to him, and he believed that it was because of the movie, ‎The Matrix.
Closing the book he was reading, Lucien took a deep breath and started drafting on the paper sheet to clarify his own understanding.
Although the past six-month effort was enough for Lucien to master basic matrix mechanics, he had not yet tried to do the deduction nor the experiment. Therefore, he had not received the feedback from this world. Also, half of his time over the six months had been used on constructing the legendary-level magic models.
Space Staff was relatively easy to him. After his soul recovered, Lucien had only spent less than two weeks on it. The other spell, Vengeful Gaze, was also almost completed, as Lucien used the knowledge on lasers and had successfully simplified it.
The room was filled with a light scent. Natasha had left. They were not living together, because they were not yet married and they were still working on their big plan for Kritonia. From time to time, Natasha would come and stay in Allyn for several days, and sometimes it was Lucien's turn to visit the Grand duke in Nekso Palace and stay there.
They were using Hathaway's demiplane, leaving no chance for Kritonia to take advantage of. They frequently visited the Land of a Thousand Lakes as if they were not worrying about their own safety. And indeed nothing dangerous ever happened to them there.
Taking a deep breath, Lucien was quite cautious about the upcoming wedding in several months. If Kritonia and his people did not jump out on their wedding, Lucien had also made up his mind to show Kritonia his legendary power to intimidate Kritonia. There was no way that they had to live in this extreme caution. And if that was the case, Lucien and Natasha had better just move into his demiplane, where they would definitely be much safer. Lucien could always set up a space jump spot in Nekso Palace and one in the Magic Tower of Allyn.
Lucien pulled himself out of these thoughts and put down the quill-pen. When he was about to return back to his work on analyzing Vengeful Gaze, someone knocked at his door.
Lucien knew that it was Leo, who was holding a letter standing beside the door on the other side.
"Come in," said Lucien.
"Master, this's a letter from Mr. Raventi." said Leo straightforward, who knew that Lucien never liked hearing people gabbling when he was studying arcana and magic.
"Put it on the desk." Lucien was not surprised. He had been in contact with the top leaders of the Will of Elements and some arcanists he knew. In the past six month, Raventi had been writing to him frequently discussing new Alchemy.
After Leo closed the door, Lucien finally picked the letter up. His Host Star of Destiny was telling him that this letter had brought him something significant, and something bad.
Lucien unfolded the letter and his first glance had instantly seized his full attention. The bold hypothesis looked very similar to matter waves, also known as the de Broglie waves, to him.
Who had released the terrible monster already? Lucien never expected this, but he knew that things like this would always happen. He could not predict everything.
Lucien kept reading further as what happened had already happened. As he was reading, he thought to himself very carefully how to minimize the impact.
Lucien thought to himself that from wave theory, this could be regarded as the standing wave on the track. In this case, the number of fixed tracks could only be an integral multiple of wavelength, and then quantization made sense… As he was thinking, he rubbed his brows.
After a while, Lucien put the letter down on the desk and sighed to himself, "This world also has bold arcanists who are full of imagination. Fortunately, he has not done an electron diffraction experiment yet, or I have to use the power of a grand arcanist to delay the submission of his paper. Countless heads will explode if the time isn't correct."
If Lucien would just directly throw the arcanists this paper, he knew for certain that at least one third of the highest-ranked arcanists would not be able to take it. Some of them would explode their heads, some's cognitive world would be broken and solidified, and the rest would also get lost for a long, long time. After all, all the previous findings and experiments were showing for certain that electrons were particles. No one ever doubted it.
But Lucien decided not to delay the submission of the paper, as there was no solid experiment support yet. He wanted to exert his authority to make arcanists treat this problem seriously. When they were mentally more prepared and after they put enough thought into it, Lucien would introduce an electron diffraction experiment. 
So he wrote down his response: 
"A hypothesis full of amazing imagination…"
...
Before dinner time, the winter sun already sank below the horizon, and it was now completely dark. Dieppe walked back and forth anxiously in Raventi's magic tower and his mind was full of weird and even completely contradictory thoughts.
"If Mr. Evans agrees with me, then is that saying electrons are indeed waves? That's incredible… but no evidence can support it…"
His finding came from bold deduction, therefore, Dieppe was also suspicious of it. If Mr. Lucien Evans did support him, he would still have a hard time accepting it. Electrons were waves - This was something ridiculous even to the ordinary person, and also to the person who put it forward.
"If Mr. Evans doesn't agree with me, perhaps I am truly wrong."
In this case, the world would go back to normal, and it would be a relief to Dieppe as well. However, he would also be unwilling to accept it, as this bold paper derived from his years of hard work and the spark of his wisdom.
"Then no matter what, even if Mr. Evans is not on my side, as long as he can't point out any obvious errors in my paper, I'll stick to my paper and find an experiment to support it. I'm not giving in."
The conflicting thoughts almost drove Dieppe crazy. He realized that he was still expecting Lucien Evans's approval, as he kept encouraging himself.
Why did it take so long? Dieppe looked at the window again. He had repeated the action over a hundred times since noon. 
Although he understood that Mr. Evans must be very busy with his magic and arcana study, Dieppe could not help waiting expectantly.
At this time, he saw a familiar bird flying towards the magic tower. He was thrilled and dashed to Raventi's study. He even cast on himself Advanced Speed.
After several seconds, Dieppe was already sitting in front of Raventi, waiting for the messenger's return.
"You've been waiting for this?" Raventi looked at Dieppe seriously.
Dieppe nodded, but could not say a word.
At this time, this cute little messenger finally arrived through the window. Raventi took over the letter it was carrying and opened it slowly.
Dieppe stared at the expression on Raventi's face. He had to force himself not to cast a spell to probe into Raventi's brain to know the answer earlier.
Raventi directly turned the paper to the last page and took a glance at it. And then the look on his face changed. There was confusion and solemnity.
"What did Mr. Evans say, sir…?" Dieppe could not wait any longer.
"Hum…" Raventi's voice was a bit trembling, and he started reading the letter to his student, 
"Lucien said: 'It's a hypothesis full of amazing imagination, which leads us to the other possible aspect of electrons. The truth of the world has been covered by a heavy, black curtain, preventing us from seeing what is hiding behind. Maybe this paper is pulling up a corner of the curtain and showing us a small part of the truth…'"
Dieppe's head buzzed. Indeed, he hoped that Mr. Evans would agree with him, but he never expected such an approving comment.
Pulling up a corner of the curtain and showing us a small part of the truth… That was amazing!
The wild joy struck Dieppe fiercely. The approval and support from an authority was terribly important to a hard-working individual. But soon Dieppe calmed down as an arcanist, and he murmured, "But I still need an experiment to support it."
Raventi nodded, and he kept reading, "… I would like to believe in the fact that wave–particle duality can be applied to all microscopic particles. This is the path to end the long-time war between particle and wave theory. However, no matter how bold and sensible a deduction is, experiment support is always indispensable. I suggest that the paper be submitted immediately to the arcanists in the school of electromagnetics for publication, so that everyone knows the extraordinary work that you've been working on and start experimenting."
"I totally have no problem with it! It's good!" Dieppe hurriedly said in a trembling voice, his back extremely straight.
Raventi, however, was still confused. "Electron… waves?"


"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut."
In this magic world, knowledge is power.

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