This book was discontinued due to a wrong publish.


"Eeek!" 
After typing the title, Pi danced around with excitement, and high-fived Galaxy to celebrate this great achievement.　　
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Zian could not ignore this. "Pi, do you want to write a novel about pets?"　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi nodded. It pointed at him, at Galaxy, then at itself, and typed: "A novel about pets, pet shop and everybody."　　
Zhang Zian frowned slightly after hearing this, feeling worried about the future of this novel. He had not read many online novels, but his gut feeling was telling him that nobody would be interested in such a novel. For pet owners, they were so busy cuddling their cats and walking their dogs, how could they have time to read a novel about pets? For those who don't own pets, they were either not interested in pets or even hated pets, not to mention reading a book about pets. The most likely potential readers were those who didn't have time to own pets, but liked pets and wanted to own them remotely in a "cloud". But how many of them could there be?　 
Most online novels were about travelling back in time throughout history or another world, practicing Kongfu, writing poetry, being cool and kicking butts; or about being raised from the dead and returning to a city, then making monkey with prophetic knowledge and dating a few or dozens of women at the same time...He had never heard of a popular online novel about a pet shop.　 
Pi wanted to kill time by writing a novel. He was happy about this. But for a novel with so few potential readers, it may lose confidence after finding out nobody was reading it. It may fall into deeper self-isolation.　 
He knew all this, but he didn't want to kill Pi's enthusiasm at this moment. He smiled reluctantly. "OK. Will I be in it? Then write me as a handsome man."　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi grinned and typed: "This is hard..."　
Zhang Xian said, "I was just kidding. But, Pi, when is the beginning of the story? Now?"
"Eeek."　　


Pi nodded and typed: "From last year, when you just returned to this city."　　
Zhang Zian thought about it. Maybe a good story can be written about it, such as writing him as a hero with hundreds of years of experience, but met his "Waterloo" and died, then was brought back to life. This may interest the readers and meet their expectations. He smiled. "OK. I'll tell you my story before coming to the pet shop... Do you know Wang Qian and Li Kun, the two guys working part-time in the shop? They always believed that I was a big hero during the time of Jindan. In fact, this is true..."　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi waved its hands and interrupted him. It showed him the nameless book, and typed: "No. Everything that happened in the past can be found in the book."　　
Zhang Zian: "I'm just an ordinary Joe in real life. Can't you gratify me in the novel?"　
Famous interrupted him as well. "Everything in the past? Does it include my stories in the Imagined Landscape?"　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi nodded.　　
Famous said, "Can't I have any privacy? I gotta pay attention to my image in the Imagined Landscape."　　
"Which website will you publish your work? I mean, there are a lot of online novel websites. Where do you want to publish? There is a saying that goes: the worst that could happen to a man is getting into a wrong profession; while the worst that could happen to a woman is marrying the wrong husband. The websites have different styles. This is a book for a small population of readers. If you pick the wrong website, you may have even fewer readers..." Zhang Zian reminded it tactfully.　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi swiped the tablet screen to unlock it. Then it opened up a reading app and showed it to Zhang Zian.　　
"Oh, Qidian Web novel, that's the site I used earlier for online reading..." Zhang Zian nodded. He didn't know the online novel websites very well and could not have offered more help. But he heard that this was one of the biggest literature websites. It might be a good choice for Pi.　　


Pi tapped on a menu button: "Becoming a writer", then showed it to Zhang Zian.　　
"A photo ID is needed?" Zhang Zian took a glance, and thought this was complicated.　
"Eeek."　　
Pi typed: "I'm a residential alien. I don't have an ID."　　
Zhang Zian's face twitched. He didn't know where it learned the words "residential alien"...but it was appropriately used.　
"That is to say...you need my ID?" He pointed at his nose and asked.　
Pi nodded.　　
Fine. He was the only one with an ID in the pet shop. Although uploading his ID was not a safe move, he was an ordinary Joe after all. Not many hackers were targeting him. The internet was a free space. If all publications were anonymous, it could cause big problems. The dark web developers might blend in and advertise their illegal business.
Zhang Zian took a picture of his ID photo, and uploaded it according to the website instructions. After identity verification, he finally created a new book and uploaded new chapters with his account.　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi typed the title of the first chapter eagerly: Amazing Fate Pet Shop. Then it entered the text: On the magnificent East Coast of the motherland, there was a quiet coastal city called Binhai City. It was beautiful, with a large economy and a slow pace of life. Binhai had an absence of large industrial enterprises, making it a suitable place to live a peaceful life...　
"Wait a minute!"　　
Zhang Zian found a big mistake, and asked Pi to pause, in case the mistake grew bigger.　　
"Eeek?"　　
Pi gestured to inquire.　
"What the heck is Binhai City?" Zhang Zian pointed out the mistake. "Pi, did you make a mistake? This is not Binhai City, and there is no such a city in China."　
"Eeek."　

Pi pointed at the website instructions for authors to show Zhang Zian. 
He stretched his neck, gazed at the screen and read. "In order to avoid unnecessary complications caused by real information in your work, we suggest the that authors avoid using real information in your writing, such as geographic locations, celebrity names, well-known companies, etc.... What the heck is this?"　
That was why. No wonder Pi used "Binhai City" to replace the real name of the city. He thought Pi was making a mistake.　
"But this city name is too sloppy. You'd better make a note, in case the readers complain about it." Zhang Zian reminded it.　　
Pi nodded bitterly and continued: "In this city with a sloppy name, there was a small, unknown pet shop." 
Zhang Zian nodded with satisfaction. But the next sentence made him uneasy again!　　
"Who is Zhang Zian? Why haven't I heard of this guy?" He asked.　　
Pi pointed at him, meaning "you", then at the website instructions on "celebrity names". 
Fine...I'm a celebrity at the end of the day. I was about to be myself and win the heart of a thousand girls...Zhang Zian was speechless. But to avoid breaking the website's rule by using a real name, he had to accept this weird alias.　　
"How about you, Galaxy and Famous? And Fina, Old Time Tea, Richard, and Snowy Lionet? Will they have aliases too?" He asked.　　
Pi typed: "No. We are not humans, so we can keep our names."　　
After typing, it deleted this extra sentence.　　
This cheered Famous up. "Great! I always wanted to keep my real name, not using an alias nor becoming a substitute of another dog."　　
This is unfair... Dogs have more rights than men these days? Zhang Zian was a little upset in his heart.　
After writing for a while, Pi was stuck, and could not tap any more keys on the keyboard. It scratched its head, read the nameless book for a few minutes, then resumed typing.　


Pi was a slow typist. Before this, it was typing out newspapers, following a template. Chinese was not its mother tongue. It had to design a plot, sketch the Chinese words in its head, then type them out.　　
If it were someone else with the same typing speed, Zhang Zian would not have watched on the side. But Pi was the one typing, and the story was about himself. He watched with great patience, going downstairs occasionally for business. 　　
As the words jumped from of Pi's keyboard onto the laptop screen, Zhang Zian's memory gradually came back. He relived the unforgettable days with Pi's words. 　
The detail that Pi described were things that he never told anybody else. He had even forgotten some of them himself. He lived everything in first person, but Pi recorded from an objective, third-person perspective, just like an invisible camera floating around him, recording every tiny detail.　　
"I absolutely didn't have dark eye circles." He pointed out.　
Pi typed "Yes" with certainty, then deleted it. It waved the nameless book, suggesting the nameless book's record could never be wrong.　　
Zhang Zian didn't know how to defend himself. He knew that he may have dark eye circles then after a few sleepless nights in the hospital, and being exhausted with the funeral. He might have very dark eye circles, but he couldn't see it himself. 
After the debut of Little Celery in Pi's writing, he laughed and said: "If Wang Yaning reads this novel, my obsession with young girls would be made known... Oh, Pi, apart from the names and locations, is everything else real?"　　
Pi thought about it and typed: "70% real and 30% unreal, just like 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'."　　
Zhang Zian laughed silently. Pi certainly read the four masterpieces.　
After finishing the first chapter, with a 2079 word count, Pi uploaded it with satisfaction.
"Take a break, Pi." suggested Zhang Zian. Two to three hours had passed since Pi started writing this chapter.　
Pi jumped off the chair obediently to stretch itself. But it was worried about the fate of this novel. The beginning was so ordinary. Would someone read it?　　
　　



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

They went to the publishing company right away. 

Media Factory is quite a famous book publishing company, however, its scale is smaller than the first-tier book publishing company in this country since it is fully focussed on publishing both manga and light novels. 

Haru also had thought to publish a normal book in the future, but for now, he wanted to focus on both manga and light novels and made it the best company that would produce anime, manga, music, and games.

Why is he interested in this business?

Because the market of this business is very big and he also needs the IP (Intellectual Property) of the story in this company. 

Haru knew that the quest in the Group Chat might be related to the work of something in the manga, anime, or even a movie in this world. 

That was why he decided to win the company since he could learn the plot of each story faster than being a consumer. Being able to learn the plot faster meant that he could prepare the quest better before he entered another world for the quest. 

The trip was quite good and the four of them went to the Media Factory since it had officially become his. 

Haru had entered the company before and the employee of the company had also known him since it was also shocking news when they learned that their new boss was very young. However, at the same time, they were relieved since they knew that their boss was a writer and wasn't someone who was clueless in this industry. 

Haru along with Utaha, Seri, and Machida went together and entered the office together before being greeted by the receptionist. They went directly to the meeting room where the executives of this company had gathered together. 

Haru didn't change the personnel of this company that much since the result of this company was quite good, however, he also needed to check them and put his team into the department of finance. 

The executives of the company had gathered in the meeting room and they had been waiting for him for a while, however, they didn't have an annoying expression on their faces since in their opinion this little company was only a toy for Haru. They had also met him a week ago when he went to visit this company and they wouldn't think that he was a high school student. 

"Truth be told, that I'm very satisfied with this company," Haru said. 

Seri, Utaha, and Machida were beside him and didn't say anything. 

"I'll also put my novel in this company too," Haru said. 

They knew about Haru's novel which was known as Sword Art Online and 5 Centimeters per Second since they had also tried to poach him from other companies, however, they didn't expect him to buy this company directly. 

The talk between them was very smooth since everyone was familiar with the publishing book, especially light novels. 

Haru didn't only want this company to publish a light novel, but also an anime, music, and games. He knew that the IP from the company was very valuable, especially those high sales light novels. 

Then he also told them about his website that he had made and wanted them to take care of it. 

His plan had always been to create a video hosting website, however, that website wasn't something similar to a youtube, rather it was more similar to a Twitch, Niconico, or Bilibili.

What is so special about this video hosting website and what makes it different?

Bullet screen.

Haru wrote those words on the board. 

????

Everyone was confused by these words since they weren't familiar with it. 

Haru started to explain about "bullet screen" 

Bullet screens are a feature on video sites that allow real-time comments from viewers to fly across the screen like bullets. 

Haru told them with this feature it would make the viewers on the website think that they were able to talk to each other (which they don't...). 

They were very surprised by this video hosting project and felt that it had good prospects. 

"But it needs a very big server." 

One of the executives who was quite knowledgeable about the internet was quite concerned that the website would crash when there were a lot of people who accessed it. 

"For the server, you don't need to worry since  I own a computing cloud," Haru said. "No matter how many people will access our website, it won't cause a lag or crash." 

"...." 

Everyone was very startled at this moment. 

"Haru-sama, tell me why you have never told me about cloud computing," Seri said with a serious expression. 

"....." Haru blinked his eyes and said, "Let's talk about that matter later since I want to focus on this matter first." 

"Yes." Seri nodded. 

Haru continued with his talk to create the biggest community for animation, games, and music (ACG).

Everyone became more excited the more that they heard it. 

Haru told them how to operate this website along with how to get revenue such as advertisement and subscription. 

The conversation had become quite long and he also talked about a special method for someone to become a member of this website with answered 100 questions that they had prepared. 

For the content, Haru said to use all of the anime that they had made in the company with also inviting a famous dancer, voice actress agency, idol agency, mangaka, and a lot of more while also explaining the benefit of joining their website such as more income and to advertise their new work.

Haru told them to discuss the regulation of the website with themselves along with setting up the price of the subscription. 

The price of the subscription is very important since it can't be too expensive, but it also needs to give them a benefit 

Haru thought for a while and said, "How about 540 yen per month?" 

They thought that it was very cheap to only pay that much each month, but they also thought that it was quite a good price for the subscription. 

If they multiply 540 yen to 10 million people then it means that their income can reach 5.4 billion yen each month. 

It is also possible to become bigger in the future. 

They also didn't need to pay the server since Haru had a cloud computing making the cost of the website less since it was Haru's company. (They need to pay too since it is a different business, but of course, the price is cheaper).

Of course, to attract people to subscribe to their website, they also need to have good content. 

Their talk was quite long, but their eyes were full of spirit and they couldn't wait to set up a new division in this company. 

"The next one, I want to set up a weekly manga magazine," Haru said. 

"...."

10 chapters / week

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He has been reincarnated, he thought that he didn't have a cheat until suddenly he noticed someone invite him on a group chat.

[Do you wish to join Dimensional Chat Group?]

MC: "Accept!"

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Jiang Dejun and his wife were urged back due to work. The reason needless to say was due to [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] suddenly emerging into fame.

Discovering the author Bright Moon was supposedly from Shanghai, the excitement and interest of all the publishing houses in Shanghai were naturally aroused.

Currently there were few in the industry who didn't know about the novel!

The hottest topic on the Internet right now was -"Did you read [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] today?"

The new legend of online novels! Today the number of hits on it had exceeded a million!

Just the traffic it brought in alone had almost broken the Tianya Forum servers!

...

As [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became more and more popular on the Internet and more and more popular in reality, more and more publishers and retailers began to focus on the book. The book in their eyes was the Chinese [Harry Potter], a gold mine! And the author who hadn't appeared yet, Bright Moon was the JK Rowling of China! "

It was a pity that Bright Moon was too inconspicuous. The chapters uploaded online were almost enough to produce a book, but he still hadn't contacted a publisher yet. Unlike JK Rowling who, when she finished writing [Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone] instantly began to search everywhere for publishers, suffering through several twists and turns before she managed to successfully publish her novel.

Bright Moon still remained hiding in the dark, despite them taking the initiative and swarming him with messages and flattery.

This left the major publishing houses anxious and distraught. As the book became more and more popular, piracy had begun to appear but the author still hadn't appeared! Was he insane? This was all potential money!

The local publishers in Shanghai especially were in pain. This was like hearing the God of Wealth was at your doorstep, but you couldn't find your keys to unlock the door. 

Executives began trying to contact Tianya to find a way to contact the author and some even resorted to looking for hackers to track Jiang Cheng's address.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Jiang Cheng. After all, staying in the United States for so many years in his past life and having been in contact with future tech, he had a few tricks up his sleeve to prevent people tracking him down. He created a bunch of fake temporary emails and routed his internet connection through a bunch of VPN's. 

He was unaware but Jiang Cheng's actions killed the arrogance of those domestic hackers who usually held proud gazes, and let them deeply understand their own shortcomings as they ran head first into Microsoft's brand new PPTP VPN network. Running into it now ahead of time before it became mainstream, China's hacking underworld actually gained a boost as they developed ahead of time, indirectly driving the vigorous development of computer technology in China. And a few years later, Jiang Cheng would even profit because of this, though he didn't realize it now. 

Xu Guoqing, Chairman and the main shareholder of Southern Weekly Publishing House, was also amongst those eagerly searching for Bright Moon.

The performance of Southern Weekly had dropped so badly in the past two years that it was in need of revitalizing before it truly fell into deep trouble and it was at this time that [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] had appeared. Xu Guoqing was attracted at first sight by [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] not because he was a fan of the book, but because he saw the vast money making potential of it!

This was the kind of work that could save their publishing house. Xu Guoqing wanted it and Southern Weekly needed it!

Southern Weekly was also the publishing house where Jiang Cheng's father Jiang Dejun worked, 

It was formerly known as Southern Publishing House but Southern Weekly was one of their core magazines, having been extremely popular for some time in the 1990's and due to the brand recognition it provided they had eventually decided to rename the publishing house after it.

However despite it's fancy new name, the performance of Southern Weekly had fallen sharply, exiting it's honeymoon period as it headed for the sunset.

In Jiang Cheng's view, the main reason for the decline in Southern Weekly's performance was that it's thinking was too old. Southern Weekly mainly dealt with documentary reports, tracking current affairs at home and abroad and asking experts and scholars to give reports.
 
This was very popular in the last century, because at that time people had very little access to information, only resorting to newspapers and magazines; But now there were more and more channels of information, which were ultimately faster and cheaper. For paper media to compete would only get harder and more futile.

When people could just search for what they wanted to know without much hustle for free, why would they want to pay for your magazines and newspapers? Which were neither fast or up to date.

Even if they didn't want to go online, they could just watch those news channels. Why go and buy magazines and newspapers?

As a result, mergers were becoming more and more prevalent. There were fewer and fewer small and medium-sized publishing houses, with most either being annexed by the main titans or closing down. Those who didn't want to go bankrupt, switched to do something else. 

Southern Weekly could sustain itself up to now, thanks to the brand loyalty they had accumulated among their middle-aged and elderly customer base in their early years. But while they were fine currently they were running on a timer.

So Xu Guoqing seeing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] becoming more and more popular became hopeful and anxious. 

But that hope soon transformed to frustration and anger when he realized that his CEO and editor-in-chief, Jiang Dejun at such a critical juncture had taken his wife to Hainan on holiday and was seemingly pulling off a second honeymoon!

"Oh, it wasn't a honeymoon, but a family trip to Hainan. So why is your son still at home?"

"The kid said he didn't want to go, so the two of you went alone. How is that not a honeymoon?"

The most excessive thing was that Jiang Dejun had been gone for almost a month, and he still hadn't come back?

Seeing that they hadn't had much work recently, he actually went and approved himself a month-long vacation. 

"Dammit, hurry and get your ass back here!"

So with that Jiang Cheng's parents reluctantly ended their second honeymoon.

Yeah, it was indeed a second honeymoon.

Though to be fair they didn't initially plan it as such, after all the trip was originally planned for the whole family but Jiang Cheng right at the end refused to go!

And since they had already paid....It would have been a waste to cancel, so they went.  After all they  rarely got so much alone time together.

The two of them enjoyed the gentle sunshine, golden sand and warm waves of Hainan and even went as far as to turn off their phones, only switching them on an hour a day.
 
So when they learned what was going on from an angry Xu Guoqing, they were stunned. 

[Stories About The Ming Dynasty] was tens of chapters deep but Bright Moon still hadn't appeared yet, was he really so generous as to let everyone read his book for free?

Publishers naturally didn't believe so, they thought that Bright Moon was fishing amongst them for the highest bid. So publishers secretly raised the price tag in their hearts, they couldn't wait for the appearance of Bright Moon.

Even Jiang Dejun, upset about his holiday, after reading [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] couldn't help admit that it was a rare book, destined to create waves. 

But then thinking of what he was missing out on, he couldn't help but feel slightly aggrieved. 

Of all the times for this Bright Moon character to appear it just had to be now huh, dammit. 

But what he didn't expect was that when he got home, he would run into the very person he was cursing.

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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The next day, Gun-Ho went to his GH Development office in Gangnam. Manager Kang was dozing off in his chair, and Ms. Ji-Young Jeong was playing with his smartphone chatting with her friends. They used to work hard when Gun-Ho—the president of the company was in the office with them.
 
"Hi. How have you all been?"
"Oh, sir."
The two employees were frightened and stood up quickly from their seats when they saw Gun-Ho entering the office. Ji-Young became fussy and brought green tea for Gun-Ho while Manager Kang took out papers he had to get Gun-Ho's review and approval. Gun-Ho laughed.
"Easy, people. You can sometimes doze off in the office if you are so tired. I understand."
The OneRoomTel business was doing well. It seemed that Manager Kang had been doing a good job managing them. Ji-Young gave a report to Gun-Ho on the current financial status of the company and showed him the ledger.
"Hmm. I see the office get-together expense has reduced. Why don't you go out more often and have dinner together even though I am not here?"
"Thank… thank you, sir."
"I saw the design office next door on the way here. Their office lights are off. Did they move to somewhere else?"
"They closed the office temporarily. Their business was suffering before they closed the office. They are several months behind their rent."
"Why don't they vacate the office then? It seems all their furniture and stuff are still in the office."
"I think they placed the office on the market, but no one has shown any interest yet."
"Manager Kang, what do you think about it? Even though they don't use the office, since they haven't completely vacated the office yet, the landlord will ask them to pay the rent, right?"
"That's right, sir. If they want to move out before the contract expires, they will have to pay the rent. If they don't pay the rent, the owner will deduct the amount from their security deposit."
"That means there would be not much left for them to take when they move out, from their security deposit."
"Right. It only takes a few months to go broke."
"That shouldn't be true, Manager Kang."
Ji-Young seemed to be upset because she was close with the workers in that design office.
 
"That's how it works, Ms. Ji-Young Jeong. The owner will ask them to pay the rent even though they don't really use the office because otherwise, the owner will have to bear the cost for the office. Moreover, if the owner purchased the office with a loan, then he will have to pay the loan interest without making any money from the office."
"So they haven't found any new tenant yet, huh?"
"Right. Even though they put the office on the market, if they can't find any new tenant who would take over their rent, they will have to pay for it. That's sad."
"When we move into our office, I think there were seven workers in their office."
"There are only three of them left. The office manager quit, and the lady worker who helped us to make our company logo is staying home these days because there is no work for her."
"Did you say they do a design work for a publishing company?"
"They do publishing work and also various design works, too. She is really good at what she does."
"Hmm."
Gun-Ho rubbed his chin.
 
Gun-Ho headed to Asan City. He was away from his company in Asan for about four days. He was away for a business trip to Japan and for visiting his office in Seoul.
He called for a meeting in the morning.
"Any news while I was away?"
"Nothing special, sir. The S Group notified us that they will visit our factory next Tuesday to verify our production capacity."
"We will have to present our factory very well to them. Please be prepared for it. This is really important for our company."
"Yes, sir. We already checked the extruding machines and prepared half a ton of the Dyeon's raw materials."
"The raw materials seem to have arrived early. I thought it would take longer since they are coming from the U.S."
"It doesn't take a long time these days. We just make an order through a phone call, and the customs office quickly does their job."
"Really? Haha. Did you get a product recipe from Mr. Sakata Ikuzo?"
"We have received the mould, but he hasn't handed the recipe to us yet. He said he would give it to us once he gets paid for his incentive."
"Of course, he wants his money."
 
Once the managers and directors left Gun-Ho's office, Gun-Ho saw a mail at his desk.
It was the book that Jien Wang sent to him—Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century."
"Well, even though I studied in China, this should still be difficult for me to read. I will need a dictionary and time to translate."
Gun-Ho asked for Jae-Sik Moon.
 
"Me? Did you ask for me?"
"Yes, I did. Why don't you have a seat there? Let's have some tea."
"Someone could see us together, which is not good. They would say that a security guard presumptuously is having tea with the president. People are already talking about me behind my back."
"What do they say?"
"They said the company provides a place to stay to a security guard."
"Oh, hmm. You don't have to worry about it."
"How can I not be concerned? They will eventually talk bad about you behind your back."
"Hmm. You think so?"
Gun-Ho felt a headache. What Jae-Sik was concerned about made sense to him. The president was supposed to be fair to all his employees.
"By the way, how much do you think it would cost to publish this kind of book in Korea?"
"Let me see, oh, this is a Chinese book, a book published by Zhejiang University Publisher. Hmm. The author graduated from Yale University. Oh, he used to be a college professor in the U.S."
"He is a friend of mine."
"Your friend?"
"Yeah. We became friends when I was in China. He is the same age as us."
"Really? He must be a good friend."
 
Jae-Sik scanned through the book.
"Assuming we publish this book, 2,000 of them will cost about 12 million won."
"It does cost a lot. What if we publish 1,000 of them?"
"It doesn't really matter how many you publish. It will make a difference only in the printing cost."
"Then what sort of costs are we talking about?"
"I think I talked to you about this before. The cost before the printing-out will be about 3,000 dollars. It's 3 million won. The translation cost will be another 3 million won. This book is 300 pages. Even though we assume the translation cost is 10,000 won per page, the translation costs about 3 million won. The remaining 6 million won is for design, proofreading, editing, printing, etc."
"Hmm."
"Publishing business is all about money as well. The person with more money would win. The more they publish, the higher chance they will have to get a best-selling book."
Gun-Ho was thinking for a moment, and then he suggested to Jae-Sik,
"Would you like to try to run a publishing company in Seoul? Then you don't have to worry about all those people here who are talking about you behind your back."
"A publishing company? I am not capable of running a business like that. In order to run a publishing company, you have to have some sense in selecting books, and you need to be good at sales. I can handle the publishing work itself though. I know I can do very well in that work."
"Hmm. Really?"
"I read the news yesterday online. The lady president of the famous publishing company—KimBooks—left the company. She is very famous in the field. She is known as the hand of Midas in the publishing industry. If you could find someone like her, that would be great."
"Why would a person like her leave the company then?"
"She seemed to not get along with the owner."
"Hey, can you find out her phone number for me?"
"Are you seriously considering having a publishing company? Running this factory should make you busy enough. A publishing work is very different from running a company. You don't make much money. You can't think it could be very similar to this factory business."
"Find out her phone number. Let's see how things turn out."
Jae-Sik looked at Gun-Ho in a suspicious way before he left Gun-Ho's office.

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

Chapter 2. Back to the starting line (2)

Light novels in this world are quite similar to his previous world.

There were many similar genres like isekai, battle academy and mechs but the story in this world make more sense.

Light novels in his previous world often has plot holes but in this world, the plot holes are minimum.

But the overall quality of light novels are still less when compared to his world.

Most of the stories are of the harem and fantasy genre but there were not many novels he liked.

Rei was looking for a classic novel like «Sword art online» or «Konosuba» but there weren't many classics.

Although he found some good novels, they weren't able to captivate him like the light novels from his world.

As he was not finding any good novels, he started searching information about the publishing houses in Sakura island.

He found out that there are three major publishing houses in regards to light novels. 

The first was <Syotsu publishing>, it was a famous publishing house and has quite a reputation in the industry.

It also has produced many works and many promising authors wanted their books to publish in this company.

The second was the <GM publishers>, it was a publishing house which had grown in the last few years. 

It has published some bestselling novels which also had gotten adapted to animes.

The third was the <Shino medias>, it was a newly established publishing house which was just started 2 years ago but it had produced some good works.

It's best novel has been the «Mech contractors», a story about a 15 year old mechanic who got transported in the future.

The novel has been made into a manga and a anime series has also been announced.

That was the information Rei was able to find about the publishing houses and the novels.

He also noted down some information about the top literature books and some light novels, he will buy when he got his pocket money.

After doing that, he noticed that the day had already ended.

After eating dinner, he moved to his bed to sleep but he wasn't able to sleep.

It was a daily occurrence, Rei wasn't able to sleep properly as he was afraid that when he wake up tomorrow, he will be in his own world.

That was Rei's fear as he didn't wanted to go to his old life.

He started thinking about different things to stop him from sleeping but he wasn't able to stop himself from sleeping.

Like that, several days pass away. It was the start of his vacation, so there was no school. 

Rei was able to laze around everyday and think about his future.

He will sometimes read books he had bought from his savings and contemplate if he wanted to take the same path or not.

Rei knew he wanted to be a writer but he was too fearful to do it, he was scared of failure.

At one side he wanted to be a writer but the other side was telling him to be a star.

The previous host dreams and desires were still with Rei and he can't do anything about it.

There was a war going on in his insides. 

Rei started to notice that he would subconsciously always pick up a pen. His instincts were telling him to write but he didn't knew what to write.

"Ah, let's take the chance"

Finally, after struggling with it for some days, he finally made up his resolve to write.

He didn't knew if he will succeed or not but he will accept any result.

It was his second chance, he didn't wanted to waste it away.

As for becoming a star, he decided to take it one by one.

Now, the question was to what to write, Rei had several stories in his head but he didn't knew which to choose.

He also didn't knew if he will able to write like before. Because of alcohol and drugs, his writing had degraded and he wasn't sure if he will able to write like before.

That's why he decided to write famous novels to make his writing better.

Rei didn't get any cheat from his reincarnation but he did get something.

It was his mind, which was changed to become something like a memory chip.

Rei can literally remember everything that had happened in his previous life.

Not in brief but in full detail. If he tried to remember a book, he will able to recall all the lines of the book in a serial order. He was even able to tell where the commas would be.

He can recall every book, movie or song he had read or seen in full detail.

It was like his brain was a computer.

That's why Rei was able to easily copy the famous novels he had read in his previous life.

He started copying novels like «Harry Potter and the philosopher stone» and «Your name».

That's how he spent his remaining vacation. Copying works from his world and and writing his novel alongside it.

It was tiring to write everyday but he got used to it and the main reason he was doing it was because he was enjoying it.

He didn't have many friends, so he spent his vacation in his room only occasionally going out for his meals.

Although his parents were worried about him, he didn't care as he was really enjoying it.

He poured every bit of frustration he had with his life in his original work.

And after writing and revising for a whole month, his first book was finally completed.

An online writer?
When Bo Jiu read the two words, she was instantly reminded of the female sorcerer the thorn-head youngster had been telling her about. She was planning to buy views online to go against a particular online writer. 
Bo Jiu moved her mouse. 
There was another message. 
"I don't know how to advise her. Just today, she asked me a question, but I don't have the answer to it. She asked me why those netizens weren't blaming the thief. Instead, they were pointing fingers at her. What did she do wrong? Was it wrong to have protected her own rights? I know there isn't anything wrong, but I can't explain those comments. They claim she has plagiarized. The person who infringed her rights claimed to be a true fan who was writing a similar story, she used this excuse to cheat her off her storyline, which she used to publish into a novel. In the past, I would advise her to endure it since this is the reality of the industry. The public has no concern for the hurt inflicted on the original writer. I always believed that one's talents can't be stolen, but today, I realized what a big mistake it is. I wasn't able to safeguard her interests. She has great love for the industry and because of this love, she isn't able to fathom whatever is happening. She isn't afraid of being plagiarized or how despicable the person is, she is afraid of how the industry will turn out. It prides itself for supporting plagiarism, but what about those writers with the sole desire to churn out good articles? What is she going to do? Should she accept her predicament in silence? After she asked those questions, she hung her head low and muttered to herself, 'No one cares.'"
"Yes, no one cares…" 
Bo Jiu arched her brow at that last sentence, her fingers twitching. 
The last time she came across these few words had been back in the Fifth Avenue. 
A certain someone who loved leaning on her had written the words in a blood stained letter addressed to her. 
"Jiu, do you know? No one cares about the feelings of those girls that have been violated. They blame her well-developed body for catching the eyes of the perpetrators or they speculate about her nature. They would never blame the bast*rds that committed the crime. Jiu, why is the world like this? I ask myself this question every single day in the depths of the night when I would sit up and stare at the wall. I was afraid to say anything because the moment I did, his accomplice would appear to push the blame on me. No one cares about the blood-soaked state I have been in when I was discovered. Yes, no one cares…" 
Bo Jiu shut her eyes and reopened them. 
The words were still fresh in her mind. "I am happy to know someone in this world still cares. Jiu, no, Z, in the future, don't ever turn fully black."
Bo Jiu exerted strength on her fingers, she turned towards the screen, her pupils no longer the same as before. 
She typed swiftly, sending a few words over. 
It was a pity the person on the other end was no longer around. 
The sky was starting to brighten when Bo Jiu stood up. She left her base with a USB stick in her hand. 
It seemed like she would have to make a trip to school to have a good look of Li Xue. 
As for the Almighty's present, she would deliver it in person.
Bo Jiu glanced up at the hanging clock in the living area. With less than an hour left for sleep, she decided to settle for the sofa until the day officially began. 
When Chen Xiaodong left his room, he saw his young master snoozing on the sofa in his school uniform. 
Chen Xiaodong was caught off guard. "Young Master, don't you have training today?"
"I'll go over later." Bo Jiu stood up. She casually grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it in her mouth before she slung her shoulder bag over her shoulders, looking suave and handsome. 
Chen Xiaodong studied his young master's appearance and without even having breakfast, he followed behind Bo Jiu hurriedly. 
Ever since the preliminaries had begun, Bo Jiu rarely attended school. 
Hence, when students caught sight of the silver-haired, long figure on the skateboard, they blew up into a state of excitement. 
The only one who wasn't excited was probably the security guard as the moment she appeared, he would have to watch the massive crowd. 
He was the only one on duty. How was it possible to watch over so many people! Besides, it was way too crowded today!
The guard struggled to maintain his imposing persona as waves of people bumped into him over and over again. 
The incoming school girls embraced their faces with their palms as they shrieked. "Have you heard? His Highness Jiu came to school today!"
"Really? Where is he? Where is my male Almighty?"
"Please, he is my husband."
"Stop fighting over him! But aren't the finals for the National League about to begin? Why does His Highness Jiu have the time to come?"
"Let's not bother about the minor details, His Highness Jiu is here, we have to get a photo of him!"
"Yes, His Highness Jiu, he is over there!"
One of the girls stretched out her arm, pointing towards the entrance to the fifth building of the school. 
It was definitely Bo Jiu with her silvery hair and striking features. She was so ravishing the surrounding fans were left staring in awe. 
Bo Jiu placed the black skateboard on the floor, skating into the building. 
"Ah!" Waves of shrieks pierced through the air. 
No one would have expected the gay they all despised in the past to have entered the finals of the National League. He was also an esports celebrity with over millions of fans. 
In the past, there would be objections on forums posts about Bo Jiu being the school hunk, but now it had become common knowledge everyone agreed with. 
Sometimes when other schools claimed they only had nerds without anyone good looking, they would send out screenshots of the youngster. Some when she gamed and some of her reading with a lollipop in her mouth. All of her photos surpassed their school hunks. 
"Is he from No.1 Middle School as well? Is he a nerd?"
Definitely not!
The girls in other schools would always complain. "Principal, you owe us a Spade Z. If Big Spade is in our school, we would never skip lessons even if there was a thunderstorm!"
They envied the school hunk from No.1 Middle School as their whines became a commonly heard phrase amongst the neighboring schools. 
The moment Bo Jiu entered the campus, it was indeed a sight to behold. 
"How annoying," one of the girls complained when she brushed past Bo Jiu and smirked. "It's just esports and a face that looks slightly more appealing. Aren't these people going overboard? Have they forgotten what he was like before? It wasn't anything pleasant." 
One of the friends at her side paused. "Li Xue, that isn't very nice."
"What isn't nice?" Li Xue pouted. "Such people are probably all hypocrites. The previous time I played with him, his skills weren't that good either. I wonder how he became a professional player."
"That's right." A few of Li Xue's closer friends added, "He doesn't deserve it at all. I have also heard of his fragile heart, he doesn't accept criticism at all." 
Li Xue chuckled. "Isn't that like a certain someone? Alright, let's continue playing with the group tonight, my father has gotten everything ready. He won't just publish my book, he will also publish all those things you guys have written. As for that person, she can be frustrated all she wants. Hahaha."
"Haven't those in the chat group detected anything?"
"What would they detect? They are on my side. Besides, after finding out what happened, they just saw her as a fragile girl. With infringement of rights becoming such a common occurrence, she isn't the only one suffering such injustice. I'm not feeling too good today. Later when we enter the group, get them to sing me a song."
"Li Xue, you really are one of a kind. But I heard that the writer isn't going to just give up. Are we really going to be alright? Isn't infringement of rights illegal?" 
"I have my dad on my side, there isn't anything to be afraid of. Once the views come up, she won't be able to persist in the industry." 
"Are we really going to be alright? She has quite a number of fans."
"What use does her fans have? Aren't they all on my side right now? Don't worry, we can do as we please, I have it all figured out. Nothing is going to happen. This happens all the time. There isn't much she can do anyways." 
"Alright." 
The three of them looked smug as they were still thinking of ways to anger the writer even further. 
Besides, there was someone helping them. 
They were currently known as fans who were maligned by the original writer. Therefore, no one would see her as someone from the same industry. 
The original writer didn't make a smart move. Why did she have to expose them? Wouldn't that put her against them? That was asking for trouble. 
Li Xue lifted her lips into a smile. She would be a writer as well and once her father had her repackaged, she would be famous and everyone would know of that woman. 
Oh right, if that woman continued to persist, she would accuse her of trying to make use of her popularity. 
This was a foolproof method. 
Li Xue wasn't aware that her conversation was being recorded. 
It was Bo Jiu's doing. 
It wasn't hard for Bo Jiu to have sneaked the recorder into her uniform, all it took was a brush of her shoulder. 
Bo Jiu listened to the vibration from her phone as she sat in the classroom and glanced over at the English teacher, who had just entered. With a slide of the finger, she entered the recording and was just about to send it to Sister Turtle. 
But before she could, Sister Turtle beat her with a private message. "It's too late."
"What do you mean by that?" Bo Jiu's fingers stilled. 
There wasn't a reply until the last lesson was over. 
It was a voice message on which her crying voice was recorded. "She couldn't hold on, she's gone."
Bo Jiu bolted upright and headed out the door as she typed a message. "Send me your phone number."
Very quickly, a string of numbers appeared.
Bo Jiu dialed the number. "Where are you?"
"Police station," Sister Turtle replied in a deep voice. "They said she committed suicide and that it is linked to the Maiden's Sacrifice."
Bo Jiu's pupils shrunk. "Maiden's sacrifice?" 
"Yes." Sister Turtle's voice was slightly hoarse. "I don't believe she would kill herself, there isn't anything she can't live through when she managed to survive her chemotherapy. 
Bo Jiu didn't reply. She was at a loss for words, her eyes turning blank. 
On the other end was Sister Turtle's quiet sobs. 
There wasn't anything else, just the sound of her cries and another sentence. "She wouldn't have chosen to end it in such a manner. Why did it happen?" 
Why did it happen?
Back then, it was the question she had asked herself when she hugged onto that corpse. 
How upset had she been? For her to have ended it in such a manner? Was there nothing else in the world she could hang onto? Even if it was just a tiny bit?
After that incident, Bo Jiu had sought out a psychiatrist. 
The doctor had smoked and replied with just one line, "It was probably desperation."
Bo Jiu looked at her phone. 
Even until this moment, there were still comments about her. 
"Are you the only one with injustice? Isn't there anything else you can write?" 
"I don't think you should be acting in this manner even if she had infringed your rights."
Bo Jiu shut her eyes and in that instant, she was wondering why she was still so useless even after so many years. How could she have allowed such a thing to happen again?
She didn't have the ability to stop it. 
Why didn't she just join the dark side? Life would have been so much easier if she was like them. 
That was how she felt deep inside. 
Even if you joined the darkness, I would rather you stay alive. 
But not everyone would feel the same, they couldn't find an escape and would rather choose to end everything or persist with the burden. 
The police station wasn't far from No.1 Middle School. 
When she arrived, she saw Sister Turtle huddled up on a chair. 
The tears couldn't seem to stop. Although she wasn't making any noise, the tears continued to stream down her face. 
When Sister Turtle saw the youngster, she didn't know what to say. 
"She promised me for us to watch you compete. She had wanted to see exactly what is so good about the idol I adored. She had also promised to shop with me, she…"  Sister Turtle couldn't complete her last sentence. 
Bo Jiu reached out and hugged the trembling figure. 
The pain of loss wasn't foreign to her, especially if it was a close friend of many years. 
That girl had once taught her to be kind, but she herself had never been treated kindly in her lifetime. 
Bo Jiu's hands tightened into fists, her nails digging into her palms. 
Sister Turtle was no longer sobbing, instead, she spoke, "She had even cleaned up her room, she wanted her mom to see that she was living well outside…"
With that, Bo Jiu suddenly looked up. "She cleaned her room? When did she do that?"
"Yesterday night." Sister Turtle was soaking in her own emotions and hadn't been paying attention to the conversation, but Bo Jiu hadn't been asking that at random because no one would clean their room before committing suicide. 
It didn't make any sense. 
Time went by. 
Bo Jiu walked to the corner and pressed a familiar string of numbers on her phone. 
The call went through. The person on the other end was drying his hair, water droplets dripping down his defined jaw onto the wooden floor. He was dressed in cotton lounge wear, his face young and sharp. 
Gentle and charming were the perfect words to describe him. 
Who else could it be other than Hoshino?
Bo Jiu spoke in a hushed tone, "Hoshino, I need your help to investigate…" Bo Jiu's voice was softer than before. 
After Hoshino had heard the request, he placed the towel down on the table, his eyes shining brightly. "You think she was murdered."
"Yes." Bo Jiu didn't object. "That's why I need more information to justify this speculation." 
"Cool."


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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Daeshim arrived at Heathrow airport after a seven-ish hour's flight which he felt like lasted for days.  After having been through hell following the unexpected turn of events in Dubai and spending the worst flight in his life because of his bad mood, he knew what was waiting for him as he exited the airport.  "Just keep smiling and do not answer to any question", his manager advised him as the sliding doors opened and gave a view over the few reporters that were waiting outside for him.  Dressed in dark blue jeans, red Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt, black leather varsity jacket and black shades, he stepped out with one of his biggest smile and waved at them.  He then bowed in respect, thanked them and began to walk towards the car surrounded by his men and some security guys when all of a sudden one of the reporters stuck his camera next to his face and asked out loud: "What do you have to say about the news of you having a fling with a random girl in Dubai?".  

Daeshim knew very well that this was inevitable and he had to face it and he even conditioned his mind for this moment but still the question came hitting him as a sharp needle because this was not how he wanted Zara to be called or remembered, she was everything but random.  He stopped and froze on the spot and this gave way to other journalists to come closer and started bombarding him with questions.  "Who is the mystery girl?" "Is she your new girlfriend?" "Are we going to see some new developments?" "Why was the news taken down?" "Why do you want to hide her from the world?"  All these questions hit him one after another like an arrow and with every question he felt a huge pain in his chest and did not know how to react to the situation, so he just stood there like a statue.  And then his manager along with the others grabbed his arm and helped him get into the car and they drove away.  

Arriving at his hotel room, he took off his jacket and threw it away out of frustration, he went to the washroom, splashed water all over his face trying to clear away all the tensions and then wiped his face with the white towel that was kept there and crashed onto the huge king size bed.  It was a hectic day for him both emotionally and physically with him rushing back and forth to the villa and with Zara disappearing out of the blue without leaving any trace; to top it all the encounter with the media also had a hand in wearing him out.  If only he had not omitted the truth to her, all these mess would not have happened, he fulminated.  But then again, had he told everything to her since the beginning, she would never have accepted to come with him and in this way Daeshim would not have received the chance to know how amazing of a woman she was.  He could hardly tell whether keeping her in the dark was a right or wrong thing to do.  All he knew ever since he met her and the little that he got to know her since then was that she was a very down to earth and humble human being who can be happy by even the smallest and simple thing.  She did not seem to be someone that would be attracted by grandiosity and extravagance.

"Didn't she leave the pendant that he gave her?" Had he given that diamond pendant to someone who was in the glamour world, they might not have returned it back or even hesitated to accept it in the first place unlike Zara who was not willing to take it because she said she did not wear these kind of things and that above all it was too expensive as a gift.  And even when Daeshim told her that he was in the show business she did not go into a frenzy just like some people would.  A lot of people would have asked him all type of questions to satisfy their curiosity related to the glamorous industry, celebrities and among others but Zara reacted differently as if she had no interest at all.  Yes, he hid his real profession from her but she was not even curious to know more about what he really does in the show business.  And also they did not discuss about the materialistic side of the world during the time they spent together but rather about other topics that are way more important for a person like family, culture and other similar things.  "Talking to her was so easy and stimulating", he thought wearily.   

Usually, Daeshim would wake up early and do some exercises but for the first time since ages he pretty much slept through the whole day, he did not have the strength to do anything and his mood was off which was very unlikely of him.  He was normally the easy-going guy and hardly allowed a bad situation to affect his emotional state but it seemed practically impossible to let himself be unaffected by the current state of affairs this time.  "Was it because Zara was concerned?"  It was not that hard to guess knowing the extent to which he became fond of her within the last few days.  He was however woken up by a call from his manager asking him to get ready as soon as possible and to meet him downstairs in the hotel lobby, "we have meetings to attend for God sake!" Lee had said in exasperation on the other side of the phone.  So with great effort he quit slacking, had a shower and got ready to go.

He attended a meeting regarding an important ad shoot that he had to complete at any cost the day after as they were already behind schedule.  Being the professional and a man of principles that he was, he made it a must to concentrate all his attention and energy into the work at hand, provided several suggestions and amendments that can be done to make it a successful shoot. He absolutely wanted to make it back for the slight delay that he caused when he postponed his meetings and thankfully no big damage had taken place which was kind of a relief for him amongst all the chaos.  After spending the afternoon and evening in meetings, he went back to his hotel and asked Lee to stay for a little bit and discuss the situation over a cup of coffee.  "The guys have spent the whole day trying to find for anything that could lead to Zara but in vain, if we had more information, we could have worked something out".  "If only there were more details other than her name, her country of origin, I do not know how I could be so careless Lee".  "Even the airline won't give any of her information for confidentiality reasons", Lee added.    

"If only there was another way but I know there isn't, other than the fact that expecting to bump into her again one day, the probability of which is minus zero, but for now I cannot do anything else but to live with this mess and guilt, I hope I will be able to make things right one day, before its too late that is".  

It was now time to relax after spending a long tiring day, Zara arrived late at night yesterday at her brother's house; they sat for a while together for a chit chat and then went to bed.  And today after waking up, she went with her sister in law to run some errands for a barbecue party that took place in the evening.  Even if it was for a while, Zara tried to put her turmoil aside to avoid making her brother or anybody else notice the distress behind her smile.  She participated and had a lot of fun with her family, sharing only the best part of her experience in visiting Dubai and trying to make them believe that she had an awesome stay.  The truth was even if by the end of her stay over she went through the worst time of her life, if she minus that part from the story, she would get a perfect vacation with a perfect stranger.  She indeed enjoyed every bit of it, laughed to the fullest after a very long time, felt different and cared for but this was only until the truth hit her in the face.  And now she had to move on and try to forget that portion of her life.  

She thought leaving everything behind in Dubai would help her in any way to get over it but that was not really the case.  She rolled over in her bed trying to find the perfect position that will finally help her to sleep soundly but in vain; ever since that day she was having difficulty to have a good night sleep.  She would keep playing whatever happened again and again in her mind and the fact that she knew Daeshim was in London as well did not help much either.  She swore she never wants to bump into him again and even today when she went out at the grocery store, she was apprehending an encounter with him at every turn.  She was aware that he would only be here for a few days and made her mind that until then she would not spend much time wandering outside in the streets of London.

The following day she was having breakfast in the nice and cozy kitchen, with a beautiful counter in the middle covered with granite slabs and modern stools perfectly positioned; after having left South Africa a decade ago, her brother had really worked hard and had succeeded in achieving and maintaining a stable life unlike her.  He got married and now had a fourteen year girl and was living a pretty decent life with his family.   Her brother and sister in law had gone for work and her niece to college so she was sitting alone by the kitchen counter and eating her cereals when she heard her phone rang upstairs.  The sudden ringtone made her motionless and paralyzed with fear, she knew nobody would call at this time and thought the worst.  She climbed the stairs leading to her room with shaky legs to look for her mobile.  Maybe it was just her brother checking up on her, she thought to appease herself.  But when she took the mobile and saw the name of Isabella stamped on the screen, she felt a sense of relief, with a big sigh she picked up the call and Isabella as always did not give her time to talk.  "Girl, where have you been? I was waiting for your call and you did not even have the time to call me once, what have you been doing?"

"Okay, okay, calm down, I did not want to disturb you, you are on your honeymoon and…"  "You could have at least called me one time".  "I know, I am sorry", "So how was Dubai", Isabella asked excitingly. 

The question was not as exciting for her as it was for Isabella, "It was good".  "Oh my god, what's gotten into you? Are you still sleeping or what? Hello, it's time to wake up".  "I mean it was awesome, we visited a lot of places, had a lot of fun in the desert, admired the tallest building in the world and also did some shopping".  "Wait a second, who is we?"

"What are you talking about?", "You said we", "No I didn't", "Yes, you did, I'm not deaf, who were you with?" "Nobody, gosh I was on my own, anyway, I got to go now, I will share every detail with you later, have a nice day, bye".  

She hurriedly ended the call because she was on the verge to relate everything that happened in Dubai to Isabella but then realized she could not take the risk of letting anybody know, things might get out of hand and besides she was too embarrassed to talk about how she allowed herself to be fooled, so she hanged up and went down to finish her breakfast.  She washed the bowl and the couple of utensils that was in the sink and then went to take a shower.  Later during the day, she took her laptop and sat comfortably in a sofa, put on some music and decided to check her emails and do some writing.  It had only been a few days now since she left Cape Town but she had received quite a few emails within the last couple of days.  As she opened the email tab she remembered that one email that she received from some publisher; she looked for it and after having gone through it she was totally bewildered.  It was basically offering her an opportunity to publish one of her novels that she wrote online for some app.   

At first she thought it might be some bogus email coming from an amateur but then decided to verify the veracity of the email and the concerned person. She googled it and to her great surprise and astonishment, the email came from some renown book publishing company in the United States of America as she read from the search results.  She kept staring with her mouth and eyes wide open at the monitor in disbelief.  It was hard to process the information and for a while she stayed like that constantly re-reading the email over and over again.  And then it really hit her: "A famous publisher wants to publish my story; I'm going to have a book with my name on it".  She yelled and jumped all around in ecstasy, picked up her phone and started calling her brother and Isabella to inform them.  "But yeah, nothing is confirmed yet, I still have to talk to him, oh my god, what if I become famous?"  After going in frenzy, she finally calmed herself down and replied with a positive response to the email to inform the later that she was willing to consider the offer.  

Much later on, she had a Skype meeting session with a representative of the company.  She was given a thorough description about the company which was based in New York; she was told that the publishing house will take care of every aspect from marketing, distribution and warehousing of the book and that she will not have to bear for any expenses.  Zara was offered a contract with them and in return of buying the rights to publish her book, she would be paid royalties from the sales once the book goes onto the market.  She was very thrilled after hearing all this and her legs and hands started shaking out of excitement; she began writing romance fiction out of nowhere for fun and to keep herself busy with something since she was unable to secure a job, she would post her novels here and there online and had attracted quite a bit of an audience over a few months time who took a liking for her writing and fictional stories.  She would receive requests from her followers to deliver chapters daily and to create more stories, people would compliment and appreciate her work every now and then but she never would have imagined that one day the thing that she started just like that would take this shape and allow her to become a real author and have a book published by her name.

Since she was currently in the UK, she was informed by the company representative that a meeting would be scheduled with one of the editor's that happened to be in London itself due to some work related stuff.  The meeting would comprise of the contract signing, review and discussion of everything that concerned the process to publishing the book.  Once they sorted everything out, they ended the call and Zara leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes.  She wanted to relax her senses, feel and grasped everything that just went down, she opened her eyes and pinched herself to make sure it was not a dream and as she experienced the slight pain, she felt a relief.  "Just when you are not expecting it, life will throw something at you", something that she always keeps on saying be it in a good or a bad situation and this was exactly what was happening except for this time she could not be happier and grateful.  

"That calls for celebration, we are having a pizza party", her brother said much later in the evening when Zara explained everything in details to her family.  Her niece shouted out of excitement and both father and daughter started jumping around like crazy.  "Guys, will you please relax, the book has not yet been published, I have not yet even signed the contract for god sake", Zara yelled trying to make herself be heard among all the noises that they were making.  But they were far from showing any interest and just then her sister in law said: "You know how your brother is, the kid in him will never go away no matter what" and they both chuckled at the remark.  Not to mention that they did eventually had the pizza party and had a lot of fun as they ate, chat, danced and even had a little karaoke session on top of that.  This was the happiness that she always wanted to see on her family's face since a very long time, an ounce of happiness that she would give them and be the reason of for once in her life.  "And this was only the beginning of several more happy moments, hopefully".   

 For now she had only informed her brother and his family as well as Isabella except for her parents, it is not that she had forgotten completely about them, she loves them and she misses them every day just like everyone else would but she was not yet ready to give them the news.  She come from a very modest family and being the only daughter of the family, she always wanted to make it big one day, create an identity for herself and be able to give it back to her parents who went through a lot of trouble and difficulties to give them a decent life.  So, she did not want to give them only half of a happy moment, she wanted them to experience happiness to the fullest.  They would definitely be happy when they would hear the news but Zara wanted them to experience the bigger picture that is once everything would be sorted out and the book will be published and she finally becomes a real author.  Nothing would compare to the moment of ecstasy when she would finally be able to hand them a book bearing her name and also signed by her.  

"The look on their face would be priceless".  And that is the kind of happiness that she has been dying to see on her parents face.

Born in the beautiful city of Cape Town in South Africa, Zara is currently living a nightmare as she is still jobless at the age of thirty and while all her friends are getting married, she has been cursed with the life of a single for a long time.  After attending her best friend Isabella wedding, she decided to travel all the way to the UK on her own for a change of atmosphere.  
This journey was about to be a turning point in her miserable life when she accidentally bumps into a handsome stranger at the airport just when she was starting her trip.  
Little did she know that this handsome hunk was the heartthrob Daeshim, a famous South Korean actor that every Korean girl dreams of!  Was this a meaningful clash of fate or was it just another incident at the airport with an unknown person?

A guy dies and reincarnates into the friendly neighbourhood super pervert. Read about his journey to become the strongest being in the world.


(AN: This is going to be a slight AU of DxD universe and I am a new writer so watch out.)

Disclaimer: I don't own DxD and all the characters belongs to the creater except my original characters

The cover image does not belong to me, I got it from Pinterest and I just edited the original and if you want the original here's the link :

https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/805159239602077323/

Wu Tong had spent two days in the Palace Museum. Time spent restoring ancient paintings went by fast even though she was just a spectator. She gained a lot of experience and was grateful just to fix some edges.
What she didn't expect was that on the third day, the master in charge of ancient painting restoration had arranged an important task for her. She was so excited she had broken into a small dance. Her professional skills had been recognized by an industry master, and it was not just a verbal recognition either! There was nothing else that could make her happier.
Oh, wait, there was. That would be the happiness from sharing this exciting news, for example, with Meng Fan.
"It's already pompous that you're so good looking, but you're talented too. You can really do whatever you want!"
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Of course, if these are compliments, then nothing I say is worth considering."
"What have you been up to lately? Oh right, how goes the voice acting business?"
Wu Tong and Meng Fan would often run, exercise, and stretch together in the morning as they chatted. They could both be considered the kind of people who were very open to conversation. Sometimes, Meng Fan would be the only one talking. While other times, Meng Fan would listen to Wu Tong talk. They had a good understanding of each other's past.
For example, Meng Fan knew that it was Wu Tong's dream to restore artifacts in the Palace Museum.
And another example was that Wu Tong knew that Meng Fan's other dream besides creating a manga was to become a voice actor.
Meng Fan had told her about his voice acting applications and even about the time he met a voice acting director because he had gotten hit by a diamond ring. That was why Wu Tong asked.
"It's going okay. I've recorded for a cartoon TV show, which should be airing soon, but it's a preschool animation. Oh, and some video game characters as well. Overall, the experience has been pretty good. Dreams are a funny thing. The scariest thing is realizing your dream only to find out that it just feels so so."
"The way you talk makes me want to beat you up."
"Then come hit me!"
"... I'm gonna go. I have to do some homework tonight."
"How much longer until you're done with everything?"
"Probably another week or so. They only need me for three days, so I'll head back to school afterward."
Wu Tong's trip was set to last three or four days, but because of the large number of tasks she'd been given, she had to stay another three or four days.
In the blink of an eye, it was November 22nd already. Meng Fan didn't go to the Chocolate Factory for he had already recorded all the roles he had been given. Currently, he had played 47 roles that were approved by the System. The time spent in the studio had also accumulated to 1300 minutes or 22 hours.
He had requested more roles from director Charlie, but they were all roles that required a lot of work, so the progress of gaining experience became much slower.
Director Charlie could tell that Meng Fan wanted to test out some other roles, so he agreed to find some more video game commissions just for him. He told Meng Fan to rest for a few days, and that he would call Meng Fan once the listings came.
"Where are you?"
"Almost there, on the way."
In the morning, Meng Fan woke up. He ran his half marathon and showered. He ate his breakfast then he worked on his manga. During this time, Qin Jiao called him. He checked the time and hurried outside, almost forgetting his appointment with Qin Jiao because he was so lost in his art.
"Which way are you going, huh? The stairway to heaven?"
When Meng Fan arrived at the studio, Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at him before throwing down two books. ""Guide To Campus RoMANce". Bleh. what a stupid name. The layout and cover for the second volume are all done. I didn't ask for your opinion and told the publishing house to go ahead with the printing. Oh right, they also reprinted the first volume, the same as last time. It was just that the cover was remade in the style of the second volume."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Meng Fan took the two volumes in his hands and chuckled to himself as he flipped through them, thanking Qin Jiao through his smirks. "You said the second volume would be handed to the publishing house to distribute and sell. What about the first volume?"
Qin Jiao responded, "The same, there is a dealer taking over. I estimate that the stock will arrive tomorrow or the day after, but the stock for physical retail should be available way later. It will be up on the internet soon, though. We've printed 5000 copies of the first volume, the same as the first print for the second volume. The publisher and the dealer have said that if nothing goes wrong, you should make a total sales of 20,000 copies once the third volume comes out."
Meng Fan nodded. He wasn't surprised by these estimations, even thinking the publisher had been too optimistic in their estimates. After all, he wasn't a popular manga artist, and "Guide To Campus RoMANce" had a small audience. It would be incredible if the third volume could boost his sales to 20,000 copies.
It couldn't be compared to "There's A Spirit Underground", for Mr.Sleepy had so many fans, and they had no pressure selling 50,000 copies in the first batch.
Coincidentally, the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" was released for sale today as well. Mr.Sleepy had found a very powerful publisher and distributor, who had made his stock available in stores in all the first and second-tier cities. Physical sales, e-commerce sites, and online booksellers had all released it at the same time as well.
It was supposed to release at 9:00 am online since most physical stores opened around this time too.
How much did they make in sales?
The sales data for physical stores was definitely hard to obtain, but the sales from mature websites were easily accessible.
Of course, to Meng Fan, he didn't need to check. He could look at the figures for [Professional Manga Artist] in his mind and know the approximate number.
At the moment, the sales experience of this task was 12,300. Up until now, which was 10:00 am, the figures for the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" had sold more than 10,000 copies.
Before this, the first volume for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been distributed by himself, so he had gained zero experience from it. Hence, 12,300 was the most accurate sales number at the moment.
"We've broken the 10,000 mark!"
Mr.Sleepy gave Meng Fan a call, saying that his book fans had done so and so to help him break the ten thousand mark.
Alright, because of the experience involved with this task, Meng Fan wanted more than anyone in the world to know the sales numbers. No dealer could match his speed, nonetheless Mr.Sleepy.
"Today, yes today, our sales could exceed 30,000. I told you, 50,000 copies for its first batch was too little! Sigh. Why aren't you excited?!"
"Huh? I'm excited, but I don't show it."
"... Speaking of this, the second volume should begin printing soon. The first print will be a bit less so 30,000 copies. The publisher is asking when can it be published; do you have any suggestions?"
"Me? I obviously also hope for it to be out as soon as possible." This was Meng Fan's real attitude toward it. For now, 10,000 copies in sales didn't seem hard anymore, and he knew that this involved profit, so he said, "But this is just my opinion. As for how to actually operate it, you should go over it with the publisher."
Meng Fan didn't know what kind of method could increase sales, like if they continuously publish two or three volumes at once or release them separately. It was unclear to Meng Fan, and he couldn't decide.
He had already discussed with Qin Jiao to publish a third volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in addition to the two on hand. He would also give the last volume for Qin Jiao to handle, so it could reach publication as soon as possible.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

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