Find yourself in the shoes of our several protagonists and experience the rich world of the quintessential Asian school drama!

"Mo Lichuan, it's said that he's very mysterious, but he's the number one Asian on Forbes' ranking list. He's super rich. Could it be that Tang Yingzhi is really going to marry into a wealthy family? "
"The Tang Corporation is also a top-tier super rich. It can only be said that they're of the same social status. "
"But why did I hear that Mr. Mo was married before? "
"I'm not too sure about that. Mr. Mo lives abroad all year round. "
When Lu Huanzi returned, her stomach felt as if it had been swallowed by a stone.
While driving, she received a call.
But it was strange, okay.
Lu Huanzi was a little strange.
Because very few people knew her private mobile phone number.
Lu Huanzi picked up the phone.
"Miss Lu? " A deep and cold voice came from the phone.
Lu Huanzi was slightly surprised.
She drove the car directly to the roadside and stopped.
"May I know who you are? " Lu Huanzi asked.
That person said, "Miss Lu, you haven't forgotten our agreement, right? 7 pm, yunding restaurant. "
Lu Huanzi suddenly realized.
So it was the person who sent the roses these days.
Lu Huanzi wanted to refuse, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly smiled and said, "how can that be? I will be on time for the appointment. I don't know how to address you, sir. "
That person smiled slightly and said, "Miss Lu, if you are willing, you can call me Huaijin, Chen Huaijin. "
Lu Huanzi smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for the roses. I'll be there on time. "
After hanging up, Lu Huanzi called Xi Feng.
She didn't need to go to the appointment on her behalf.
Xi Feng looked a little anxious. "Sister Huan, are you planning to go by yourself? "
Lu Huanzi said, "it's better if I handle it myself. After all, in our line of work, it's taboo to not give face to our guests. "
Xi Feng said, "but Mr. Mo Tonight... "
Lu Huanzi said, "alright, it's decided. "
After Lu Huanzi hung up the phone, she started the car, turned around, and got on the city viaduct.
Lu Huanzi circled the viaduct a few times.
Just in time to arrive at Yunding restaurant.
Yunding restaurant was considered the most luxurious western-style restaurant in Jiang city.
However, yunding restaurant had a unique feature, which was that it didn't have a private room.
The restaurant itself was like a giant Ferris wheel, with transparent glass under its feet and around it.
However, the terrain was extremely high, and it was slowly rotating in the air.
Looking at it from the transparent glass, it was as if one was in the air, and one could enjoy the night view of the entire city at 360 degrees.
It was the same as picking up the new year.
The things inside were ridiculously expensive.
However, the seats were in short supply. Normally, one would need to book a seat half a month in advance.
However, when Lu Huanzi followed the waiter into the restaurant, she only felt that the place was completely silent.
When she arrived at the restaurant, she realized that there was no one there.
The waiter explained, "the restaurant has been booked by Mr. Chen today. Miss Lu, this way please. "
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[ Introduction ]

Song Beibei had said the most since she was young, "Gu Yanqing, I have a generation gap with you. "


In Song Beibei's eyes, Gu Yanqing was a shameless old man who still knew how to act like a hooligan. He relied on the fact that he was much older than her, and whenever he was unhappy, he would call him an "old man" . Every time they quarreled, he would say three sentences: DIVORCE I have a generation gap with you.

Song Beibei had long known that Gu Yanqing had a woman in his heart, so in Song Beibei's eyes, all of Gu Yanqing's kindness and gentleness were feigned The most ruthless words she had ever said were, "Gu Yanqing, you're just a dog of our song family. "

Gu Yanqing was neither angry nor angry. He said faintly, "aren't young ladies of your age the most popular loyal dog husbands? "

This man He was too shameless!

Winners are always the targets of people's praise.
Dingtian Club had won as champion in the Asian Champions League. Skepticism in the past had gone, naturally. Even its opponents came to make congratulations for the win.
Soccer fans in China had been disappointed for a long time. In the international games, Chinese soccer teams had made such horrible results, that one could hardly bear to look at them. This championship on the Asian Champions League was obviously a shot in the arm.
Harman was praised as the savior of Chinese soccer. This old coach had won the title of champion instructor of World Cup and Europe Champions League, and had no need to prove his coaching skill with the name of champion instructor of Asian Champions League. However, he was still excited about the championship.
In fact, Harman was under heavy pressure, too. As a top coach in the world, his coaching in Chinese Super League was like breaking a fly upon a wheel. If he failed, he would be a joke. For Harman, he and his team were obliged to be the champion of the Chinese Super League, and even had to win it with excellent performance. Otherwise, they would be denounced. He never imagined failing in such an easy task.
Moreover, Dingtian Group had spent a large sum of money to hire Harman, and made a direct investment in his team, to the sum of more than 20 million euros. Following Harman's request, the groups paid much for Brazilian soccer players. This investment of hundreds of millions had astonished many soccer teams. Some laughed at Dingtian, saying it knew nothing about soccer and was wasting money.
So, Harman liked to prove that he was worthy of the money. The championship made other teams aware that Dingtian's investment had paid off. Of course, the news that Dingtian Club was seeking to be listed hadn't been made known yet. If people witnessed the market capitalization of the club exploding to almost 20 billion after it was listed, they would realize that spending several hundreds of millions for Harman was inexpensive.
Although Asian Champion League was over, Dingtian Club's journey was not. After a three days break, team members returned to the club and started to make preparation for the Football Association Cup (FA Cup).
In order to provide enough time for Dingtian to make preparations for the Asian Champions League, the football association deliberately put off the FA Cup until December. That's a good delay. Being the champion of Asian Champions League, both the morale and popularity of Dingtian Club's team were at their peaks. Many soccer fans felt that it was reasonable for Dingtian to win as champion of the FA Cup. It would be perfect if the club grabbed the champion title in these three soccer games.
Most people are fond of a happy ending. In the cinema, even the worst comedy has its audience. A TV play with a good ending is easier to have rebroadcast. Although some sad stories may arouse tears, they can't invoke the second attempt to watch them. The death of an important positive figure in a cartoon will cast some mental shadow to children. So, it was expected that Dingtian Club win the champion title of the FA Cup. Even some fans of its opponent teams thought so.
There was no suspense about the result of the FA Cup: Dingtian won the FA Cup and achieved three successive championships. Its opponents accepted the result, because Dingtian was indeed best. The popularity of Dingtian raised the price of an Entrance ticket of the FA Cup, which made all teams gain a lot as well.
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Dingtian Club rented the banquet hall in a deluxe restaurant belonging to Dingtian Group in order to hold the glee feast. People of Dingtian Club, and others related to them, gathered here. Acquaintances stayed together and formed different groups, making a clear distinction.
In such a gathering, people with higher statuses were closely arranged. For example, Harman was led to a special room. Meanwhile, those who needed to find seats themselves grouped with their close peers. Doing their own deeds, players, coaches, and management personnel didn't interfere with one another.
"Dai Li, come here." Cloud waved to Dai Li.
Dai Li was surprised that he was called by Cloud. As was known to all, people sitting beside him were all members of Harman's team, including Draco and Georg, his assistant coaches, and team doctor Maraloni.
Dai Li became somewhat hesitant. He should sit with Zhoutai Jin and Haoxin Liu, because they were all hired coaches of Dingtian Club and belonged to the middle class of coaches, which were lower than Harman and his team. But he didn't know that Harman had planned to recruit him. So, members of Harman's team also treated him as a member of the team, rather than as an outsider.
"Come on, Dai Li. We have an empty seat here," Maraloni also invited him.
Members of Harman's team enjoyed higher treatment in the Dingtian Club. They were all foreigners, who had been raised in different backgrounds. It was quite difficult for coaches in China to join them. As a result, the acts of Cloud and Maraloni had attracted the attention of others. Bearing admiration and jealousy, Dai Li had to walk there to sit with them.
Chairman Xiao came to make a speech. The other two shareholders of the soccer team, Dalu Fang, the chairman of Continent Group, and Jianshe Gu, the chairman of Golden Wheat Group, showed up for a brief time.
These three rich and power people would not stay in the hall. They had their own single room. As for higher management personnel, like Yunan Xiao, they didn't remain in the hall either. In a banquet, the atmosphere would be more active if there were no leaders. A buffet was offered in this banquet, and people could eat as much as they wanted. Soon, the hall was full of happy laughter and cheerful voices.
With a mug of liquor in his hand, drunken Cloud said, "Of all the liquor brands in China, I like Maotai the best. I won't be dizzy, even if I drink too much. I can sleep for a night. And the next day, I will feel no hangover."
Dai Li couldn't help but let out a smile. These foreigners knew nothing about the pure degree of Chinese liquor. Some of them even dared to drink the Maotai, a liquor of 53 degrees, like champagne. Maotai, unlike other liquor, tasted not that hot. They would drink it, mug after mug, with no scruples.
He intended to dissuade Cloud, and ask him not to drink that much, because too much drinking was not good. But seeing Cloud was in the mood, he did nothing but let him drink as he liked.
At that moment, two young men came from afar. The man in the front wore a piece of leisure suits, and the other was in casual wear. Walking through the crowd in the hall, the two headed directly toward Dai Li. Dai Li, however, didn't notice them until they got close.
"Are you Dai Li?" the leading guy asked.
Dai Li raised his head and looked at the men. He didn't know them.
Who are they? I have never met them. Since they are here, they can't be outsiders. They may be from the club, or have something to do with the club. I have no impression of them. They should not be in the management level— they may come from Dingtian Group!
Thoughtful, he nodded, saying: "Yes, I'm Dai Li. Who are you?"
"I'm Leifeng Gu!" the leading young man said in a cold voice.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

It's Halloween again... Today we will switch our view to the Afterworld (Yes, new subject to play with, haha)...

Afterworld, Enma's Palace ... Enma is staring into the thin air with a serious look... "Enma-sama, what's wrong?" "Hangan, I seriously don't know why people like to dress up like ghosts during Halloween. Western Countries aside why would the Asian do that too?" "Well, for some reason, most of them had been practicing some of the western cultures... Which is not really bad actually." "For some reason I have to disagree with that. I do realize that the Mujous would have absolutely no problem with this but with the intelligence level of those horse heads..." "Ah... That is indeed troublesome." "So, how are you going to deal with this?" Said so, Enma pointed at a direction...

In the dark, there's a teenager about 13 years old with a totally oblivious and ignorant manner. "Ah! That one..." "Yes, I'm absolutely not good at dealing with children so I leave him to you and the Mujous..." said Enma "What?!" "Any problems?" "Ugh... No, My Lord! Absolutely no problem!" "Alright, if that so, I shall head to The Kingdom for the invitation from Chris. Remember that he is still a kid, don't try to do anything stupid to him. See you in a week!" "Yes... My Lord, have fun..." And so, we have the 'Hangan's babysitter's daily'!

"Hangan-sama, what are we going to do about this child?" White Mujou ask. "Can't we just send him back to the human world?" Black Mujou continues the question. Hangan ignores the two and continues flipping through the Book of Life and Death as if he is frantically searching for something. The moment he reached the last page, he realized that he is facing an annoying and troublesome situation...

"I can't find his name in the book..." "What?!" The Mujous shout in shock, obviously their previous experience was not that pleasant...

"Don't worry, shouldn't be as troublesome as last time, probably just because he was mistakenly taken in here all the sudden while still in his human form, his name temporarily disappeared which will probably recover after a week." "But at the same time, that's mean we are not able to send him back without the information from the Book of Life and Death while it's impossible for the horse heads to even remember where they get this boy." "Which also means that we need to take care of him before the name recovers!" said the Mujous in a weird overlapping sequence. "Can you guys stop talking like that, it's super annoying!" Out of the blues, the boy spoke after been quiet since he been brought here.

The Mujous are a bit shock while Hangan just ignores him. "How long do you intend to keep me in here? Just telling you my mom is not rich enough to pay you the ransom money." "It seems like he had misunderstood us as kidnappers." "Yes, we need to explain ourselves..." said the Mujuos again. "I advise you better let me go now, my dad is a cop, he will get you all to jail!" "I think you have misunderstood... We are..." said the Mujous. "If you want to leave so badly, just go, no one would try to stop you." Before the Mujous are able to explain themselves, Hangan interrupts. "The exit is there, you are free to go." And so with the provocation from Hangan, the boy leave the Enma's Palace without even realizing what kind of situation he is in right now.

Meanwhile, Kingdom... "Are you sure about that? It's that Hangan we are talking about." "Mhmm... I believe he could do it." "Although I highly doubt that."...

 
After World ... The little boy is walking on a very gloomy street dark and dusty, some weird aura seems to be floating on the air. The boy starts to feel a bit scared and start running fast hoping to get out of this creepy place, however, he did not realize that he is getting followed by something...

Enma's Palace... "Hangan-sama, are you sure about that?" "He is just a kid." said the Mujous. Hangan ignores the Mujous and continues his work. "But Hangan-sama, outside there is too dangerous for a kid like him." "And how are you going to explain Enma-sama if anything happens to that kid?" "Tsk..." Hangan is a bit annoyed, he grabbed his fan and leave the room.
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The boy is still running on the street which seems to be endless, now the boy is extremely scared and confused, he runs frantically trying to find an 'exit' to leave this creepy place but it is totally pointless, he seems to be running on a weird endless circle, to make things worse, he somewhat realize that he was followed by something. He turned around and saw the most gruesome sight he ever saw, that thing is so real, he can almost confirm it's not a Halloween costume. In front of the boy is a 'man' with half of his face rotten, maggots can be seen dropping from his face... And that 'man' looks at the boy with a hungry look...

Part 2
​The hungry spirit slowly approaching the boy, the boy wants to run but his legs refuse to move due to the extreme fear... As the hungry spirit getting very near to the boy, it suddenly explodes on its own, and the boy saw Hangan with his fan in an attacking pose. "If you want to get eaten, you may stay here, I don't mind, if not, follow me back to the Palace." The boy nodded and follows Hangan back to Enma's Palace.

So, here comes the babysitter's daily... Hangan lets the boy share a room with Mujou's brothers. However, the Mujous have some weird habits and the room is filled with all the weird cult objects, so Hangan has no choice but to let the boy stay in his room since it will be quite dangerous to let the boy alone. During meal times, the Mujous help to prepare meals for the boy but since they never really eaten any human foods before, they prepare something really 'unique'. Steamed toad, fried fingers from unknown creatures and most importantly, earthworm noodles cook in Mengpo's soup of forgetfulness, giving Hangan no choice but to cook some instant ramen for the boy. During the free time, afraid that the duos will do some stupid things to the boy again, Hangan keep him at his side teaching him to write calligraphy and play chess with him... And this daily continues for a week until that day...

Hangan flip through his book of Life and Death as usual but suddenly he saw something, he stared at the book with an anxious look, then he bang the table and throw the book to the ground. The big movement attracts the attention of the Mujous, the Mujous pick up the book and get shocked as well. The name of the boy had reappeared in the book but showing that he only has 3 days life left...


At the same time, Enma is on his way back to his Palace, he had Chris with him to help him with certain issues. As they about to reach Enma's Palace, they saw Hangan and the Mujous in front of the entrance, in a kneeling position.

"The Mujous aside, it's quite rare for Hangan to actually waiting for me at the entrance like this, you need anything from me?" said Enma. "My Lord, I do indeed need some help... From His Majesty of The Kingdom." "Hmm? So you do realize that I'm bringing Chris with me... *look at Chris *... You heard him." "Mr. Hangan, what did you need from me?" "I'm sure you already know..." said Hangan while showing the record of the book of life and death. Without even looking at the book, Chris give Hangan a smirk. "You want me to extend someone's life?" "Yes, Your Majesty." "The question is why would I share my life force with a total stranger? You know how great the damage will be, right?" "You may use my life-force." "Hangan - sama!" hearing this, the Mujous are a bit shock, they probably realize the seriousness of this matter. "Hmm... Interesting... I wonder what kind of person is even worthy for a death god to sacrifice your own life force... But I'm sure you realize that if you share your life force with another person, you are putting your own life in danger even though you are a high-rank death god right? Not everyone is able to share their life with others just like that." "I'm aware of the risk and I am willing to take it." hearing this, Chris stared at Hangan for a few seconds, while Enma showing no reaction to this.

"That's a great resolution... But I'm not willing to, you are an important support to Enma and Enma is my friend, I can't let him to lose a main support like you." "Chris..." Enma looks at Chris with a surprised look. "Anyway, bring me to the boy." So Hangan and Mujous lead Chris to Hangan's reading room where the boy is practicing some calligraphy. As Chris saw the boy he smiled ...


"Hangan, want to make a deal?" "What deal?" "I could share my own life force to extend his life, but with one condition." "What condition?" "Haha! This is not the first time you deal with Kingdom right? You know the rule... I will give this boy a new life, but when he reached 18 years old, I'll break his 'mortal chain' and bring him back to Kingdom as my fighter." "Wait! If you do that, his whole life will be ruin! What's the difference from letting him die?" "Well, you know that we'll never do anything that won't bring benefit to us right? Honestly, he is a really good and potential material. But it's your choice after all. Which is better? Let him die after 3 days or let him live and have his life 'ruin' after 5 years?" "..."

Later that night, in the human world... The boy had reached home safely and is now with his mother, the mother didn't realize the disappearance of the boy as her memories had been altered. Hangan and Mujous are watching them from a distance... Hangan stared at the boy with a tiny drop of tear in his eye... "I'm sorry..."

The En... Nope! Meanwhile in The Kingdom, Chris's room...

Chris is on his bed with Rei sitting at his side... On his working table, the computer is still on showing a record... "Reserved for empty army's slot. Name : Ginta Ashiwara Age:13 date: 7 November XXXX Effective date: (5 years later)

The End.​

Two Immortals had lost their memories due to several reasons and they had to stay in the human world that is Known as Null Dimension with the identity of high school students in order to find out the truth, which the hint slowly lead them to the boy which is the bloodline for the ancient vampire Master Dracula. 

The Immortals have to face enemies from different places in order to succeed in their mission, however, they soon found out the whole crisis they are facing are related to an overpowered organization that is known as Kingdom, which later they realized that they are actually directly related to that organization but they can't remember anything about it. 

And then the writer starts getting crazy and added lots of 'interesting' elements in it. Causing the lives of the Immortals even more difficult than before as she is lusting for blood... *cough *... Yes, I'm serious about this. As the writer getting darker and darker and hating life, the story goes darker and darker and more disturbing as the story proceeds. 

The laziness of the writer causes a lot of grammatical errors that she never plans to correct it, so this turns out to be a good material for students to learn grammatical errors. 

In short, this story is about two overpowered characters that lost their memories and had no choice but to live in the human world as high school students. 

Anyways, update every Tuesday and Friday. (could have extra or less depends on my mood and level of motivation) 

By the way, what I said about the grammatical errors is purely a joke, don't take it seriously if you are not even planning to read it. *roll eyes*

Shir Ali glanced briefly at the cousin's cooking, it was delicious! But of course, not the chef's food but homemade. This food was especially tasty but for its own, knowing their tastes and preferences. But this food did not meet the state food standard. Everything is limited there, each portion has its limits, not more than 350 grams. Of which 128 grams of meat, 32 grams of fat, 190 carbohydrates. You can not eat black pepper, small amounts of salt. Cumin not with spoons but with pinches. But and so, in principle, ShirAli by eye could conditionally evaluate the quality of food prepared by Dara as 6 out of 10 conventional stars. There is still room for him to grow, but Dara, not a cook, is a businessman, such a level of cooking is quite normal for him.

Shir Ali was hungry and therefore decided to discuss business with his cousin right at the table, as was generally accepted in Small-An.

The country of contrasts, from the point of view of the philosophy of life, is a former socialist country, with free medicine, free higher education. Previously, there were many factories, factories, scientific organizations that provided jobs for millions of people. The country was part of the second empire, which pursued its geopolitical and geostrategic goals, investing a lot of money in the development of Small-An.

Small-An was the showcase of the success of socialism in Asia. Thus, the second empire wanted to lure other Asian countries to its side. However, within each empire, there are poles of power. Some were in favor of political and economic measures of using "soft power" to lure Asian countries, while others advocated a faster scenario for resolving issues. Typical of imperialist countries, namely, intervention under the guise of some noble goals. The salvation of mankind from universal evil, for example. In practice, it was just a war for resources, access to the bridgeheads, for subsequent intervention in other countries. But such adventures, of course, met with resistance from other forces in the region of influence. Thus, a long and bloody war began, lasting for decades.

All who were opposed to Small-An were eliminated in one way or another. The second empire lost its attractiveness, betrayed the ideals of socialism, and became ... a feudal regional power. Until one day, a simple worker came from a tractor factory, his father and grandfather were communists, like himself. He was able to rebuild the country by creating a third empire. Which again began to be feared and respected throughout the world. But that's another story.

In Small-An, in 2030, a mess reigned in the heads of the people, some of them had past memories when they lived in a country that was second in power in the world! They were respected, they lived well, well-fed, but they lacked freedom of choice and there was a system of equalizing all talented professionals and mediocre idlers. Others lived in a time of lack of laws and anarchy; they denied the positive role of socialism. There were advocates of liberal values, but there was a minority of them. There were traditionalists who perceived only superficially those traditions that were in the 17th and 18th centuries. There were Westerners, mostly children from the elite.

For 40 years, an internal Cold War reigned inside Small-An. The urban inhabitants were envied by the rural, and urban by the rural. The former had more opportunities for a comfortable life, but less money. The second did not have light, gas, heat, hot water, but there was a lot of unaccounted-for money.

Small-An, being in the 21st century, in his social structure was in feudalism, with complete monopoly in the economy, which had a detrimental effect on the economy. The standard of living of the population fell. Then the price of oil and gas fell in the world, the country defaulted. People have become even poorer.

Therefore, in the minds of people reigned a complete mess and disorder. On the one hand, there was 10 percent of the super-rich s, 20 percent of the rich and 70 percent of the poor and poor, from whom ... some lived on wages to salary, others were forced to ask for a fall on the street so as not to starve to death.

This was a big gap between the layers of the population. And some of whom remembered that before they had their own houses on earth, cars, they went to rest at sea and the bank had accounts of 50-80 thousand dollars. In an instant they became poor, their second empire took their accumulation and never returned it.

Now in old age, they were homeless ... with no money and no future.

In such a situation, Baraz, Dara, ShirAli lived ... but they knew how to do something and they had a "roof". Otherwise, they would have joined the ranks of the poor. And so they tried to stay in the middle class.

Shir Ali, understanding the situation they are in, therefore decided to bet on the rich and exploit them.

The second version. 

Agriculture is a very interesting activity. Like the sale of products. Not to mention the cooking, healing cooking. The development of tourism. 


All this will be in this novel. Perhaps the continuation of the first novel, but not a fact.

What is the story about? The story of a graduate student who decided to become a farmer. He sold his apartment and started to run his business with the money he received. Farm, online shop, farm shop. Decided to sell organic food.

Who is this guy? Former student of the Faculty of History. His relatives are historians and artisans, scientists. Great-grandfather Farmer. Grandfather - oriental sweets manufacturer. His ancestor ... Dara is the hero of another novel "'Jiang' Magic Coin" ...

What happens to him? He finds magic coins that have already become a magic entity, he has an all-powerful system. The main character does not immediately use it ...

Why should I care? It is interesting. But not at once. Not from the first pages, there is interesting historical information, there is an understanding of everyday life, traditions, oriental subtleties of doing business.

Almost reality but in a fantastic wrapper.

Pros - good content, many different historical facts about the Silk Road, Eastern Trade, Household reflections on politics and economics, there are interesting ideas for organizing your own business in tourism and farming.

Cons - bad form, that is, the text of the novel is rough, grammar and syntax is lame. There are mistakes.

Overall assessment of the story if to be objective:

Writing Quality - 2 stars
Stability of Updates - 4 stars (3-4 times per week from 500 to 3000 words for one chapter)

Story Development - 4 stars
Character Design - 3 stars
World Background - 3 stars

Overall result: Who wants to learn new things about farming and about the world after the Cold War, who is interested in the first place content, can be sure that he/she will not waste his/her time in vain.

Whoever likes the good form of the syllable, he/she can immediately leave, having pulled his hat, striking his/her horse sideways with spurs, plunge into the depths of the prairie.


Tags - Farming, Cooking, Health, Folk Medicine, Magic, History


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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Hello, Hi hi~

This is way overdue since I promised last June a new version of Rich Sex but all the drafts and shit ended up in failure due to me already having written everything in the 'Rich Sex' book so I scratched them out and decided to play with the characters instead and give them their own books.

The two characters I worked with were Titania's two kids that were minorly introduced 'Yoshirro' and 'Yoshiyuki'. 

The eldest of the triplets 'Yoshiro' had his story as being a gay man and went off to be with Kei. Now the other two have their own story finally but is not set in Japan or Korea so I'm not sure how you all will take to the stories.

Yoshiyuki still has her Asian genes where Yoshirro takes on a new race as I am trying to have a variety of characters under my belt. 

Yoshiyuki's story 'None of My Business' is of her in university and a whole shit load of drama unfolds because of one event. She is also adopted into a loving family after her mother gives birth to her and dies from blood loss - I won't go into much detail for those who are interested but I do hope you give it a read.

Yoshirro's story - 'Her Unheard Plea: An Unheard Desire' I turned him into a Kingpin, so expect drugs, sex, violence and death... That's all I'm saying because I don't want to spoil my own books - so I do hope that you all will give these two a chance.
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WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS NOT SUITED FOR EVERYONE IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE HUMAN CRUELTY, PLEASE DON'T READ.

Rich Sex is a novel based on real events that took place such as arranged marriages, slavery, harassment, rape and more mixed together with my exaggerated imagination combined together that introduces many topics about human nature. 

**This book is sometimes mistaken as a Romance Novel after reading the first few chapters but it's not, this novel is more in the psychological genre, with some minor funny scenes**
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Book 1 is about the youngest daughter of the Kang siblings, this confused story of hers is only explained after book 2 is complete. (If that makes sense.)

Book 2 is about the psychotic behaviour of the Kang Siblings, at first its a person who triggers the 6 siblings to have a change in them, then everything follows suit.

Book 3: Explains what happened to the characters of book 1 and the conclusion of the story wraps up in book 3.

Beware, I did not take my time editing this.

After a second week of growing my [Stats], visiting my mother and leaving a little more money for them I went to the usual bar and received 2 cards this time around. One of those were from the country girl and the other one was from Margaret. I read the Margaret letter but I didn't understand so much of the contents of the letter. It was just a bunch of approving deals and making progress on certain law and all that. Maybe I need a helper with a good law background to help me understand this. Anyway, I don't see anything extremely important to me to keep it secret from The Thug Boss so I decided to inform him.

After I checked the information, I used another new agent from a barbershop, one barbershop that I never went in mind you. His job was to call the number from his shop to the number provided. The deal was 5 years for 20k, to save his barbershop it seems.

Not my problem that 20k only cover interest and not the full amount, he didn't ask for more and didn't want to spend more years. 

After the barber called the number and informed all the briefing, he would turn off the led sign outside his shop for the entire afternoon to let me know the call was completed.
I could check that across 7 blocks away with my binoculars.

After waiting a while on my way to the gym I received a call from Doug the Thug. Never gets old. He said "Our boss is very impressed with your information, we checked it out and it was all true. Thanks to you we can make a few deals knowing more about the changes that will come in the near future. I'm sending you your employee at night to your apartment... Just to let you know, this guy is pretty bad mouthed ...and word of advice, don't even think about delaying his payment or he will leave and make sure to let other guys know that you are a cheapskate. We will try this information for a month if it stays as reliable as before we can talk a new deal for expanding the network. Talk to you in a month, bye!"

I kept smiling just thinking about the awesome elite bodyguard that would arrive at my home tonight. I bet he will be buff like Arnold, tough like Chuck Norris, and faster than Bruce Lee! Oh man, I just can't wait. That morning I was so pumped I received many praises from my personal trainer. On the afternoon I performed better even stealing a light smile on my serious swimming professor.

Finally, I was skimming through the Portuguese book, in reality, I couldn't focus on the damn book. So when I heard someone ringing my bell I went faster than when the munchies arrived while I was high as fuck.

I opened the door and a tiny Asian dude greeted me and said: "You are Fargal right?"
I perplexed said "No, I'm Fergal. Why are you looking for me?"
He smiled and handed me a card "I'm your new bodyguard, please to meet you. I'm Lee, Hung Lee"

I stood frozen at the satire of bodyguard in front of me and read the card "Hung Lee, the only obstacle between you and a bullet" with a bullet in the middle of the card. Jesus what kind of idiot they send me.

I awkwardly smiled and said "Oh right, please come in Lee. Treat this as your home!"
He smiled and then said "Oh then you should take off your shoes, I don't permit people to use shoes at my house. For hygiene and security reasons."

I froze a little bit while forcing an awkward laugh and said "Yes, you are right. Is better to keep the house clean, maybe I should begin to embrace this custom!"

After we sat on the sofa and offered him a drink, he chooses a beer for my surprise, maybe I'm a little racist but I expected he asking me from a green tea. Anyway, after we sat and drink our respective drinks, I drank the protein shake that I prepared beforehand I asked:
"So what are your qualifications to protect me?"

He burped and said "Yeah I have more than enough. I was on the French Foreign Legion, the hardest and difficult army to join. Why? Because is full of criminals of all the countries of the world. Don't ask about my past crimes. I was on Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan and I saw enough shit to retire and become a private bodyguard for fat rich people like you. So yeah, I'm more than qualified to protect your sorry ass."

'Fat?! ME? Fuck you!'

I calmed my emotions, forced a smile and said "Yeah I can see that. Well, welcome abroad. How much is your payment anyway?"

He chugged the beer, burped and said "1 Million per year, and if you want more security personnel it has to be approved by me. I don't work with noobs."
 
I opened my eyes in shock and said, "Do you realize that even the biggest celebrities only pay $500,000 annually, per agent?" 

He calmly said "Oh? I didn't know that. Well now that you said that, I could take 3 of those flimsy boys by myself. So now my salary is $1.5 Million per year"

I facepalmed myself and thought 'You are an impostor of a God of Deals and you just gave him important information and leverage for free! Congratulations you played yourself, idiot!'

I laughed and after calming down I said "Of course! We can sign a contract right now and make it official!"

He smiled and said, "I previously prepared this contract, please read it and sign it!"

I took the contract and read it carefully, Jesus the cancelation fee of the contract is 5 more times than the contract itself. It seems that he is not very liked and many people decided to cancel the contract before the time. It makes sense, rich people like people who compliment them, not to insult them. I didn't care though if he can keep me safe and find capable people to do the same for my family he can insult me any time he wants.

I'm not that easy to anger, I think I only got angry 2 o 3 times in my life. Most of the times were when I was a teen and my hormones were pretty high and shouted to my mother. Gratefully my little brother was nothing like his older brother.

I didn't make him sign an Employee contract. Why? I didn't know what would happen if you drop a soldier in an unknown environment. You do know? I don't. And I'm not eager to find it out. Besides my issue of a high chance of getting hurt if I send him there, I needed a disguise. I couldn't make a deal with him with my face right? I don't know if I can make a disguise good enough to make him not recognize me.

Sure I could use the whole "this is an illusion and this body is from your mind bla bla bla" but even then he would look at me with other eyes after that. He would not see me as an idiot rich man as I intended. Maybe I could just use my middle-age illusion on the <Dealer World> but still, I have some tics, tendencies or body language that could give away my true self. Too risky.

Why I intended that? Simple, I don't trust him enough to let him see my true face. 
Going back to business, we coordinate that he would come back tomorrow morning, that I should have my daily routine on paper already written for him by then. Yes, I have homework it seems. And this teacher would kick my ass if I don't deliver it.

All things considered, I finally got a good bodyguard and I could feel a little safer going to the bar and walking around. He didn't want to stay at the house with me but said that he would later be close enough if anything happened. That is a relief, I don't know how I would explain to Emily the appearance of an Asian dude sleeping on the sofa in the morning. It was a good thing that she was staying at a friend house sleeping tonight so she didn't saw or meeting.

With that though I fall to sleep thinking how good was life going for me now.

What could you do with the possibility of living forever? Would you refuse it and just die? Would you accept it and became evil or a merciful God? Of course, no deal is made to be fair. Join Fergal Parker in his adventures to explore his new ability!

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This is a novel inspired by the original novel in this site called "Life Merchant" by YoonTaeTifYuFeiMin. 

I remade this novel keeping the realistic part and cutting the fictional elf/orc/monsters stuff since for me it seemed unnecessary.

This novel focus on the way Fergal slowly but cautiously gains power thanks to his new ability.


* 1 Chapter/ Week. Minimum of 1200 words. (Maybe even more chapters if I have free time)

Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/KoFuWrites

It's eight PM and Jane Blake is watching TV with her parents. It's not how she thought to pass this Saturday evening, but the latest news left her no choice.
Vesta and Quantum have returned after disappearing for six weeks, and the news are having a blast speculating on their absence. But while she's captivated by the world's first super-heroes, Jane is more interested in the Asian-American they're working for: Noriko Null.
Noriko was her best friend before turning super-smart overnight; she hasn't heard from her for months. Like all of her classmates, Jane has been interview several times about Noriko…and like the others, she didn't know what to say.
<As you can see with this exclusive footage, teenage billionaire inventor Noriko Null has been seen leaving the scene after Vesta and Quantum flew away> the journalist says.
<Do you think they'll call you for comments, Jane?> her father asks.
<Probably. They always call when she does something weird.>
<You should try to visit her. I always thought she was a nice kid> her mother adds.
<Even before she got stinkin' rich?> Jane mumbles, jumping at the chance to leave the room when someone knocks on the door.
<I'll get it.>
Jane gasps when she looks through the peephole. When she opens the door, two silver eyes are staring at her.
 Noriko says.

An hour earlier, in front of Null Tower
Noriko is staring at a holographic reflection of herself, while two armed guards are keeping an eye on her. The silver eyes of both Norikos flash at the same time.
 the real Noriko orders.
<You have no power here, impostor. I can have security throw you out of sight> the hologram replies.
<We'll see. Security override F3E57D35779-NULL.>
<Gentlemen, please keep this young girl out of my sight> the false Noriko says, before her image disappears leaving only empty air.
<Gotta admit, she does talk like you. Now what?> Quantum asks.
<That code gives me full control of the Tower, including the holographic generators. Which means whoever is generating my double has full control of the Tower's defenses.>
After saying this Noriko puts a hand on her chin, pensive. It takes her a few seconds to formulate a strategy and simply add:
<We're leaving.>

Now, Blake house
Noriko sits down on Jane's bed, studying the room. It's no different than any teenage girl's bedroom, and she's been here before on a couple of sleepovers.
But she was a different person the last time she was here; now a poster gives her every known fact about the singer, every book cover comes with every translation and commentary ever written, even just a piece of clothing relays volumes of selling graphics and history of fashion.

Jane doesn't comment, crossing her arms. It's one of the dozens of body language details that confirm to Noriko that she's upset.

<Give me one good reason for not throwing you out of the house> Jane answers.

Jane's taken aback by her friend's reply…she's not sure she's the same person. She certainly looks like Noriko…who else would ever wear that ugly green jacket…but nobody talks like that!
<Okay, I gotta ask: what the heck are you talking about!?>
<Something made me the smartest person on the planet, Jane. Something larger than life, giving the janitor's daughter the power to reshape the world. Is it any wonder that my previous life was lost after witnessing the grandeur of humanity's knowledge?>
<…>
<I'm trying to apologize.>
<You really suck at it> Jane says, hugging her best friend.
Noriko hugs back awkwardly; she doesn't feel sorry at all for embracing her newfound life, but she really did miss her friend.
<So, who's the lucky guy?> she asks amicably, with a sharp turn from her usual serious tone.
<What?>
<I've known you since seventh grade. You only wear perfume when you're on a date.>
<It's nothing serious. Besides, you don't know him.>
 Noriko answers. She makes an effort to lessen her eye's brightness; Jane isn't used to see them light up.
<What, you wanna talk about my life? With everything that's happened to you!?>
Noriko's mind is bombarded with images of the past months…fighting the Many on the Moon, almost dying at the hands of the Talos, starving in a Myridian prison, killing a goddess…


A dark alley
Kari Zel is standing in front of the burning flame that floats in the air, but she's still shivering: it's way too cold to wear her Myridian sleeveless top and miniskirt.
<You should've told me it wasn't summer on this planet> she complains.
<I'm really sorry; I'm not used to take care of such things> Vesta apologizes; she's not dressed for the weather either, but it doesn't bother her in the slightest.
A streak of light illuminates the alley, when Max Black a.k.a. Quantum turns back into human form with a shiny golden necklace in his hands.
 he says to Vesta <The first time we met you were working as a waitress. How in the world did you pay for this!?>
<It was a gift from a Roman senator. Did you have any trouble finding it?>

 she shrugs <But it should be enough to put a roof on your heads for the night.>
<"Our" heads? You're not coming?> Kari asks, while an exact duplicate of herself is rubbing her arms to heat her a little more.
 Vesta adds, starting to float away.
 Max protests.
Vesta giggles. She can't remember the last time she enjoyed mortal company this much.

The goddess flies away, leaving Max alone with a purple-haired alien girl and her duplicates. He has no money, no home, no job, and the last order Noriko gave him was "Lay low; I'll contact you".
He also has fifty thousand dollars worth of gold in his right hand.
<Come on, Kari. Let's buy you some clothes, then I'll show you around New York.>
<Where's Torn?> she asks.
Max looks around: there's no trace of a red-skinned alien swordsman. He slaps his forehead.
<Great idea, Noriko: put Quantum in charge of the team.>

Another block
True to the stereotype, none of the New Yorkers that meet Torn stare at his red skin; in fact, few people seem to acknowledge his presence.
This isn't the first godless planet he's visited, but it's by far the most advanced. Most worlds forgotten by the gods are primitive and savage, but this is clearly a flourishing culture.
It's a little overwhelming to be exposed to an alien culture, even though the stoic Torn doesn't really show it. But when he sees something familiar, he's so overjoyed that the permanent scowl on his face almost disappears (almost: he's still Torn).
No matter where you are in the galaxy, there is always a bar.
The music is loud and the atmosphere is lively. Not his kind of bar, but a decent place to buy a drink.
He walks to the counter, where an attractive African-American girl is smiling at him.
<What can I get you, tall dark and painted?>
<Sphinx nectar.>

Before Torn can say anything, the girl is already filling a glass. He's clearly staring at her.
<How many species are there on this planet?> he asks.
<Excuse me?>
<You're dark brown. I've seen light brown, dark pink, light pink, pale pink with strange eyes…>
 she notes, puzzled by the customer.
He drinks the beer faster than anyone she's ever seen, and she's been to college. He then stares at the bottom of the glass, before placing it back on the counter.
<Tastes like warm hydra ichor.>
The girl stares at him like he's from another planet. He is, but he can tell it's because she didn't understand what he just said.
 he clarifies.
<You can pay for this, right?> she asks while pouring another beer.
<Do you take Myridian Silver Obols?>
<Sorry, just American dollars. This one's on the house, though> she says offering Torn the second glass: she doesn't want any trouble.
Torn stares at the counter, confused. Then looks at the girl, the counter, then the girl again.
<It is a tiny house indeed. Is there a beast I can slay in exchange of these "American dollars"?>
<There's an ATM right outside> she answers, more and more confused.
<I'll be right back> Torn says, drinking the second glass. Then he walks towards the door; he stops there, pointing at the counter and saying:
<Put another drink on the tiny house.>
Watching the weird man with red paint on his face, the girl shakes her head.
<Only in New York…>
<BURDENING THE BEAST!> someone yells, followed by the sharp sound of something smashing through a wall. Someone is screaming.
Torn returns to the bar, lifting the ATM with one arm like a fisherman showing off his prey. Behind him, a trail of dollars flutter in the air. Both Torn and the banknotes are drenched in the red paint that makes the theft utterly meaningless…or if would, if Torn realized he had just pulled an ATM from the wall.
<Maid! I slew the beast. Is it worth enough dollars to wash away the taste of its foul blood with another beer?>
The girl stares at Torn with her mouth open. She starts pouring another beer…for herself this time.

Noriko Null was a seemingly ordinary Asian-American teen, until the goddess Athena decided to make her Earth's first line of defense against the impossible.
Now armed only with superhuman intelligence and instant access to all of humanity's knowledge, Noriko will have to solve the world's problems, face the secrets behind her transformation, and fight Greek gods in space in her spare time.
Will the world's smartest girl be able to defeat the all-powerful gods?

The selected teams would get a piece of land with a house in that area. Their designs had to match the internet facilities perfectly to create a brand new modern, high-tech community.
The final winner would be the team who made the most practical design at the lowest cost. It seemed like a typical competition, but it was actually a chance for the newly rich to share ideas and technologies with each other and show off about their fortunes in the process.
The award was very alluring for the young architects. The tutors at Columbia stressed the importance of practice and encouraged their students to participate in such competitions.
The team was composed by Cong Nianwei, Rongzhi and some other students. Thanks to Cong Nianwei's business qualification certificate, they overcame all difficulties on their way to their destination. The final competition would be held in Las Vegas.
Las Vegas was the holy land of wealth and gambling. Many people were fascinated by the city's charm. It was an oasis in the desert, and most towns around it lived on the tourists attracted by the casinos.
The boring tycoons had found a small town in that area that fit their plan. Meanwhile, Chris had decided to hold a grand performance before visitors from all over the world.
The weather in late October was great in Las Vegas, as the city enjoyed an inland desert climate. Tourists from all directions went there to have an extraordinary time.
The small casinos had initially attracted the cowboys before growing into a world-famous industry. Billionaires in search of an opportunity went there to get a share of the profits. Japanese tycoons, Arabian princesses and Hollywood stars invested in the industry one after the other, thus helping along the development of tourism and entertainment in the surrounding area.
As a result, Las Vegas had become a truly sleepless city.
The Blue Man Group Theater, which could hold thousands of people, was located in the center of the city and had the most luxurious lighting and sound equipment. Only a theater like that could meet Chris' demands.
A professional model had to be responsible and reliable, so Qin Guan went to the theater, where Chris was waiting for him for the rehearsal.
He stood on the stage for a long time as the crew worked around him. Nobody came over to check on him. Aren't they afraid I'll screw everything up tomorrow?
Confused, Qin Guan walked over to Chris, who looked like a zombie.
"What do I have to do? When will the rehearsal begin?"
Chris shot a strange look at him.
"You don't have to rehearse. Just come here one hour early tomorrow."
"I know nothing about floating. Shall we try..."
"No point. I'm in charge of the performance. All you have to do is float."
You are such a good professional. Don't blame me if I screw up tomorrow.
The innocent young man left the theater and headed back to his hotel. He still had some spare time, but the dry wind made his heart itchy. Cong Nianwei was still in that small town. Qin Guan heard his money cry in his pocket.
He took a small turn and joined a group of excited tourists that was heading to a luxurious casino named SLOTS.
What an arrogant name. I like it!
Actually, this was the first time Qin Guan was entering a real casino, but he had used to play such games at school, so it would be easy for him to learn the rules.
Despite his self-consciousness, he decided that he would be a good student.
There were only a few options in the casino. The most popular one was the slots, the toughest test of luck was the roulette, and the game that required the most skill was Black Jack. Qin Guan even saw some mahjong tables in a corner of the hall, designed to meet the demands of the Asian visitors.
 Qin Guan, who was a typical penny pincher, chose the slots. He stood and watched some other visitors play with relish.
Most of the guests were there for the casinos, and the slots were the best choice for a man with a strict wife, as they cost only 0.01 dollar per round.
After watching a few machines, Qin Guan understood how the slots worked. The rate of return had to be adjustable, but it was set to 90%.
This meant that if one spent one dollar to play 100 times, they would have 0.9 dollars left. Of course, those lucky dogs that won big were not included.
As a rich guy, Qin Guan had to make a big bet. His status called for it, so he decided to bet 0.2 dollars.
He threw one dollar into the slot. He could play for a long while with it. As he sat before a machine happily, a strong man next to him looked at his bare hands in disdain. He must be a poor guy. He will just gamble away all his money and leave soon.
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Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

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