*****

Eden just lies down on her sleeping bag inside her tent, a flickering candle providing a dim light beside her as she flipped the pages of her journal in the beginning first pages to where she had written her first entries from when the zombie apocalypse began, how it started and when it started.

Eden's gaze was almost distant as she read the written entries again as she remembered those dark horrific time that happened so suddenly a year before.

She decided to write another entry to her recent one, reached for her pen that was there beside the candle, and despite the low dim light, she can see very well to read and write even in the dark.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: DAY UNKNOWN, 8TH MONTH AUGUST, 2XXX

Hey, it's me again, Eden.

I had to write this down just so you can get the idea of how long has it been since I had remembered on when, where, and how this apocalypse all began.

It had all happened and started so suddenly that anyone including me wouldn't have expected it at all or was even prepared for it.

It was just a year ago that it all began.

Starting the first days when I first moved into this city, thinking that this place might be the chance I'm looking to have a normal life.  Me finding and living a simple apartment, searching and working in a normal job and so on as normal and simple like that.

But I didn't know that everything was going to change.

Just go to the beginning.

And you'll understand.

*****

Eden finished writing, put her pen aside and then flipped to the first pages again, reading the first entries once more before the candle goes out and she goes to sleep peacefully for another night.

Her mind wandered off as she read her first written entries again, remembering those times.

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE APOCALYPSE

Eden was so happy that she felt like screaming with joy as she finally putting the last storage box into the storage room inside her new and cheap apartment she's now living in, after moving into the metropolitan city.

She looked around at her space which is already filled with furniture and stuff and decently made up in a simple homely appearance.

She was happy at this kind of simple set-up for she isn't like most people who wanted to decorate in a fancy or messy way.

Once she double-checks everything and saw that everything is all fixed up and fitted to her satisfaction, she went straight towards her desk where a newly-bought big book is at the top and a new pen is there beside it.

She opened it, almost caressing her new personal item like it's a treasure and then started writing on the first blank page.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 1ST DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, 2XXX

Hi! This is Eden, the new owner, and writer of this new journal.

I just moved here into the metropolitan city.  But I will not write here exactly where and who I am, because if ever I lost this book somewhere in the city whenever and wherever I bring it along, I'd rather not have some stranger find out even if it's a kind Samaritan one or something.

There are plenty of other journals in the world obviously, so it's not a loss that I lost this one, even if it's like a diary to me.

It's not like I don't care if someone did read what's inside it since it's just some random stuff I write in here about what I'm doing in my life, what my thoughts are and venting out my frustrations.

Anyway, I'm getting a little sidetracked.

I just found and moved into a new apartment, it's simple and luckily cheap.  And it's in a good neighborhood where I don't have to worry about coming home late at night and worry about some gangsters that are going to be roaming about the streets.

Not that I don't know whether there are in this city I moved in.  But I hope there aren't some here.

Seriously, all I want and wish for in my life is a quiet and peaceful normal life for once.

Since the beginning when I was a kid, my whole life has been noisy, hectic and a complete mess with me being someone used something like a punching bag verbally or used as an outlet from my own family's frustrations.

Don't get me wrong. I love my family and I do really.

But for once in the former past of my life, would it be nice for them to at least not try to use me as a verbal punching bag for almost all my life?

I have ignored them or tuned them out whenever they talked bad to me as if I didn't do anything good in my life, since my high school, college and now my first ex-job days.

Hey, all I want is just normal life.  That's it.

Simply put, it's not like I want to go anywhere if I had super-high grades or anything.

I don't want to be one of those people looking for supreme and high-end rich jobs that will provide so much for me and my family.

That's not me at all.

Sure, my whole family has been medium-poor in a way of sorts.  But it's not like we're about to go homeless so soon.

That's just me sounding a bit selfish for myself but I'm telling the truth here.

Anyway, I finally had enough and when I secretly saved enough money for myself, I left my family behind without looking back except leaving a simple note and then moved away to this city so that I can firmly become a sole independent.

Most of my life, I have been doing something for my life, it's just that my family didn't even consider listening to me or giving me a chance to show it.

Well, who cares about them?

As the saying goes, they'll reap what they sow when the time comes.

So right now, before I finish writing this entry.  I'm about to go to my new job, which it's only a part-time job as an office assistant in a small firm during the day and cashier at a small grocery store during the night.

Though it's part-time, I'm just content with that. I have enough money saved up for myself that's with me kept safe and hidden in cash and the one in my bank account.

I'm off to bath and get ready for work.

So stay tuned for more! (smiles, laughter)

I'm writing this in my journal to liven it up and lighten up a little.

I'll be writing my next entry and tell you how my first days go here in my new normal life at this new place.

*****

After Eden finished writing her first entry in her new book journal, she stopped and put down her pen and sighed and stretched her arms up high as if instantly tired from writing and then rotated her neck around to heal the strain she's feeling inside.

Then she turned her head to look at the curtained windows beside her and the desk she's sitting next to and slowly stood from her chair and went over to it.

Eden moved the curtains a bit, staring at the grand and beautiful view before her which is going to be usual and normal in her new life.

She wouldn't trade it for anything and if ever in the future that something goes wrong, she won't go back to her life before and keep on trying and moving forward to stay and live in the city.

Then she let the curtains fall back into covering her windows and she walked to her bathroom to shower and prepare herself for her new part-time jobs and start working in her first days living and working in the city.

Little did Eden know, it is that her whole life is going to change.

In an unexpected way that she had never expected and wasn't prepared for it.

*****

It was exactly 7 days later, right there in the same apartment at the same city Eden is living in for only a week now.

Eden came bursting through the door like a bomb just exploded from outside and she ran for cover in her apartment instantly.

She quickly slammed shut and locked the door with the double locks latched as well and she panted heavily as if she was running a long marathon.

Then Eden seemed urgent and panicked and felt like she had to write in her journal to calm herself down from what she seemed to saw or witnessed before.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

Holy Mary Mother herself and Jesus Christ himself too!

Sorry, I wrote this so suddenly that I couldn't help but do it.

I'm sure you're wondering why I'm suddenly writing and looking a bit frantic in this entry.

Well, something happened that I didn't expect it at all and I'm pretty sure that the people aren't as well when they saw the news and heard stories and rumors about it.

I don't exactly know when, where and how it happened.

But it did so suddenly that I wasn't even prepared for it.

This is how it all started in the beginning.

I'm writing it all here in my journal.

The first days of the apocalypse.

*****

*****

I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

A place where time does not exist existed. Wait no, let me correct that.
A place where time is insignificant existed. Now, that's better.

You may not believe it, but how can I not?  I am living- I mean, staying here and I have one job.

To write.

Everyone here has one job, a job unique to us. Work that we will perform until we leave this place.

Before we entered this place, we were given choices - to do a job here or go to where our souls belong. I chose the former because I felt it was the right choice.

Maybe, I was anticipating that I can finally have my dream job, which is writing, or it was just curiosity. Whatever it may be, it was enough to make me choose to do a job.

Luckily, being a writer was still on the list of available jobs. Editing, which no one chose since the beginning, would've been my second choice.

Writing was my passion, but I never got to do it. I don't even know if I had talent in it since I died too early. Be a doctor or an engineer, then live your life - that's how I was supposed to live.

But after becoming a doctor, I got here. I never got to live my life. Anyway, enough drama.

Unlike the living dimension, talent doesn't matter here. Choose a job, and you'll be able to do it without hiccups.


Want to read without being bored? Here, you can memorize anything you read.

Was your body way too stiff for a simple dance move? In here, just a movement of your hand would be elegant like a ballerina.

You have one job that you can do to your heart's content. But then, you must be wondering, how can we leave?

I honestly don't know. Aside from our jobs, we can't do anything else. Even talking is not allowed - another person already has that job.


Well, I don't care. All I want is to write, write, and write. That's everything for me.

Everything was perfect until the day when the dimension was fully packed came.

"We have an announcement, ladies and gentlemen: All the jobs are taken, and we will temporarily close the dimension. I repeat, All the jobs are taken..."


By the way, that was Wei, the guy who had the announcer job. I told you, even talking was a job.


Back to the main point, closing the dimension? I couldn't care less about the others who just came here for fun, but how about those who wanted to be here like me? Will they wait for eternity until the dimension opens up again, or will they automatically go to either of the two places?


Well, I only have one way to answer that. I'll need to write about this.

We all live, we all die. But have you ever wondered what really happens after we die?

I thought my end would be either at those two places but a dimension where time does not exist, existed.

In here, we all have one job. One can clean anything, another can teach anything. And mine?

Well, I can write anything. Even things I never knew in my whole lifetime, I can write about it.

I never knew what love is. I never knew what it feels to be loved or to love.

Will a pen really be enough to know? Should I write about the thing called "love"?

Is love that shallow?

I don't think so.

~~

Join 'Writer' and the fam as they uncover their life's biggest secret. This is a bit of a 'slice of life' genre (I think?) although the setting is on the afterlife.

Anyway, hoping for your support! (*ehem* PowerStones *ehem*)

So this is the first time I've written something so please mind the mistakes in my writing please and thank you

 Hi my name is Lizzie and I've just started                going to college and I'm moving in my dorm and I will be going to get my stuff from home and go back to my dorm and see who my roommate is.

THIRTY MINUTES LATER...

So I'm back at the dorm and I've just found out that I have to share a room with a BBBBBOYYYY!!!!!!!!

Um hi what's ur name my name is Lizzie what's ur name?
  
Um hi my name is carter and I've just loved here and I've just found out that I will be sharing a room with a giiirl and it's uncomfortable to ask but do u want to be my friend.?

Sure?!!. But we don't even know anything about each other though.

Yeah that's what I've been asking about we don't know each-other so can u tell me a little about yourself and I can tell u a little about myself?.

Well ok? My name is Lizzie and I've just moved here from California and My parents work as doctors and I work a part-time at target or something It's not as good as my parents jobs but it's a steady job.

Ok now my turn I'm carter and I'm 17 years old and I moved here from Kansas and my parents work as chefs and I work at JC Penny  
my jobs not good either but it's steady and I have friends there.

Oh yeah I forgot I'm 17years old to lol well it's about time to get to our classes so... see u when I come back to the dorm. See ya carter replied.



I WILL POST ANOTHER PAGE OF THIS ON .... THURSDAYS 
                    Bye!!

EIGHT YEARS BEFORE

"FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT!
 TURN
 DOWN
UP 
AND…. 
SPLIT"

"Wohoooooo! Good job guys!" says Anne clapping her hands. She's a part-time fitness trainer. Suddenly her phone rings, 'it's me mommy' (the ringtone). Everyone around is envious of Anne to be soo good looking and young even though she is a mother of a one year old child. "Hello! What happened Kathy? You know I am at work…" "well Anne, Baby Gia is running a fever all of a sudden. I am rushing towards the First Hospital. Call me when you reach there." Not giving Anne a chance to speak, she says and ends the call. Anne panics for a second and recollects that this is the 3rd time in the past two months that Gia is running a fever. She instantly dismisses class and rushes to hospital without changing out of her black track pants and grey tee. 
She sits in her Audi R8 and starts the car. Rushes to the hospital as fast as she could. She enters the hospital and spots Kathy in the waiting line. She goes to her and takes Gia in her arms. "Sorry baby mumma couldn't take care of you. I promise I won't leave you now. I'd be with you always." Gia is in her sleep. Feeling the warmth of her mother's chest she snuggles to sleep. "Kathy thanks a lot for taking care of her. You must rush home and complete your work. I remember the submission is today at 11 p.m. I am here to take care of Gia." Kathy nods in agreement and takes a last look at Anne and Gia and says, "take care of yourself as well. You can barge into my house anytime. Don't stress yourself out." With this Kathy leaves. 

After waiting for another 20 minutes, the receptionist calls for Anne. Anne goes with baby Gia in the doctor's cabin. "Doctor this is the third time my child has got a fever please check and please tell me where I am wrong. I am a fitness instructor but I can't take care of my own child. How ignorant of me!" She is in tears. 

Doctor Luna has known Anne for the past two years. She diagnosed that Anne's fetus is unstable and then she was with her in the journey of nine months. She saw Anne from being dependent on her husband for her daughter's sake to divorcing him and giving birth to Gia all alone. She knows that Anne would blame herself for everything related to Gia. She sighs and says "Anne, Relax. Take a deep breath. You aren't ignorant. You did your part well. It's just that Gia's immunity is a bit weak and she gets affected due to the cold. Argh! The weather these days…..!" 

"Are you sure, doctor?" she asks and then bites her tongue. 'Anne she is a doctor. Not you!' "doctor please tell me what to do and how to take care of her more. I can't bear to see her in pain."

"Anne.. Relax. I have written down the meds. She'll be fine. But this time Anne did you keep the Air Conditioning on for a long time? Remember, babies aren't supposed to be under the AC."

"Okay doctor. I'll keep it in my mind. Thank you."

"Have a good day Anne. Relax. Everything is alright. Gia will wake up soon."

"Thank you Doctor." She smiles and leaves the cabin. She pays the bill at the cash counter and turns to leave.  

As she walks she ponders over what Doctor Luna said.. 'AC? When did I turn it on? And then she realises something… 'Kathy must've turned it on.. Oh! How did I forget that.. She is always using the AC! I can't blame her.She doing a favour on me by taking care of Gia. No. I have to figure out something else. She thinks of her everyday routine, which is so unstable. She's running from one place to another. She wakes up at 4:30 in the morning. She takes Gia with her to Kathy's place and leaves Gia in Kathy's care. She works as a fitness instructor in the morning- her classes start at 5:00 a.m. and go on till 8:30. She rushes home to take a bath and get ready for work. She is a senior content writer at 'THE NINJA'. She works there for a 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. shift.  After that she sets off to her own office. Yes! Anne has a company of her own. She started off as a small firm in her college days but with her hardwork and dedication 'THE WRITING SPACE' Anne's company entered the top 20 list of successful businesses in a short time. Kathy works in Anne's company as a senior Editor. 'The Writing Space' is a place for all Literature lovers. The company has hired professional critics, content writers, content editors, proof-readers and opens up an internship for college students every summer. Anne owns this Company and makes a seven digit profit after sharing the profit with her employees. She invests largely in the share market and earns money. Even after all this, she isn't satisfied. She wants to earn enough money for her daughter's education, future, hobbies, marriage, every demand Gia has, it must be fulfilled by her.'

I must stop the classes in the morning and take an all time work-from-home from 'The Ninja'. As for The Writing Space, her office is just one lane down her apartment. She can take Gia to her office and take care of her.' 

She spots a medical shop and buys the medicines for Gia. She then takes a lift and reaches in the parking lot and walks towards her car. She makes Gia sit well on the passenger seat and secures her with safety belts. She walks towards the driver's seat and starts the car. She keeps the temperature in the car warm and drives towards her apartment. She lives in a two bedroom-hall-kitchen flat on the third floor. She puts in the password and enters the house.

I was as far as the 7th month when one day, accidentally mine and Stephen’s mobile phones got exchanged. He put a password on his mobile but forgot about the notifications and then I saw a text from you. “Let’s meet over a coffee??” (along with a winking emoticon). I had just visited my gynaecologist who told me my baby was healthy. I had a hunch for a long time that Stephen had an affair and your message confirmed it. It’s so amazing that one harmless emoticon could shatter someone’s life and family forever.

The sky was a beautiful shade of pink and violet and Termist was warmer than the past hour when the sky was filled with a hue of gloom. The city was starting to fill up with people as it was approaching evening. But the inside of the coffee shop was still empty, except the one in the corner, doing something really odd in the shop. 

Drenched in sweat, Rio was trying to put the screws to the coffee machine for the fourth time which kept slipping from her sweaty hands. She quickly looked up on the left wall to a small box to find it switched off which was supposed to cool down the room, she then looked at the counter, trying to catch anyone's attention to turn it on. When she found everyone busy in their own preparation, she gave up and focused on her screw instead. 

Her eyes caught the sight of her blinking ID on the table, signaling her next shift of work in about five minutes. Her heart thumped as fast as it blinked.  Wiping her forehead on her shirt's sleeve, Rio started tightening the screw, hoping she could reach the printing press quick enough. 

She was done with the machine and started dusting it and the workspace. As she was trying to put it in its place, she remembered that she didn't bring that machine on her own. She was going to search the fellow mechanic, she saw a dark-haired boy in a hoodie approaching her table with a paper cup in his hand. Rio gave him a quick light smile and continued dusting the machine.

"Hey," said Rio as she started putting her tools in her bag.

"Hi," said Kner, putting the cup on the work table.

"Will--y-you help me in--" she asked as she was trying to lift the machine.

"Yeah, why not?" he gave a short smile as he held the machine from one side and Rio from the other, together they moved it to the kitchen countertop. 

"Thanks", said Rio picking the coffee cup and her bag full of tools. 

"No problem." said Kner dusting his palms."Can we talk now?"

"I wish I could, but I've to hurry, you see, I'm running late--" said Rio taking a sip from her cup and showing him her ID with a countdown running on it.

"Ah, it's ok. Tell me when you're free. We can talk later." Kner gently patted Rio's shoulder with a smile.

"Ok, I'll call you as soon as I finish. Thanks again for the coffee." Kner watched her rushing out of the door and soon she was out of sight.

The ID clutched in Rio's palm blinked very fast and occasionally it gave mild shocks. The time to check in to the printing press was ending. And then the time was up and instead of blinking, her worker's ID now gave numbing shocks. Frowning, Rio put that in her bag it out and walked slowly to catch her breath. Grabbing her knees, she found that she was still in the midway and had to cross five more blocks in the approaching street to reach the place. 

Without wasting her time, she reached there quickly and as expected, the building closed the entrance which was normally met with a screen enquiring employee details. She put her card underneath the scanner to enter the credentials. One of the most ridiculous rules of Termist that was applied as per the new set of codes was to pay fines for not reaching the workplace in time. The delay of a second meant 10 or 20 coins for food or health. 

While she was waiting for her information to be accepted, she heard two passersby talking something about how the fresh graduates not getting work even after doing really well in the training and how some people are distorting their lives by not supporting them in those hard times. After paying 15 coins for a delay of 5 minutes, she walked to the elevator to get to her workplace. 

Her heart sank as she had to pay money worth two persons food. But she couldn't have avoided Kner. He suddenly came when there was a very low chance of seeing him. Where was he for two days? How was he? Did he know what happened the day before? What did he think about that? Everything felt so chaotic to Rio as she ascended towards upper floors thinking about a lot of questions.

The reason for such feeling was explained by her mind as she said to herself, welcome to another week of unbreathable intense work, Miss Rionora 'idiotic' Tarnilier. She smiled to herself as that sounded something Meilae would have said like that. Really, after leaving the cafe meeting Meilae, all she could do was to run to reach the coffee shop to do some real work for the first time in six months. She actually fixed something, like separating machinery and working on the actual motor and the circuitry of it. Her muscles must have felt refreshed as they did a lot of hard work with tools and not with the brushes and sprays to dust the nasty stubborn silver dust that no one chooses to touch.

Floating in the ecstatic feeling of the work satisfaction, she almost banged her head on the door of the only room on the fifth floor where she had to work the first on-demand job of the day. No one was found there, no security guards, no employee. Simply, no one. Gulping, she went to the interactive monitor to assign her details and to get a detailed task list quickly. She found that she had to photocopy three sets of really large documents and a package full of ready-to-print pamphlets. 

Without delay, she started working as soon as possible as her time was running out. Such was the style of on-demand work. One had to finish a given task in a fixed time depending on the complexity. She had no problem with it, unlike many workers who felt that was extremely exhausting. Upon asked by colleagues, Rio couldn't even say how she felt doing those. She was happy as long as she was able to do things and get any rewards. 

While putting things in order as pages kept printed, she thought about how she should start the conversation with Kner that day. The first thing she would want to know would be the reason why he wasn't at his home the previous day. And why he didn't let her know if he felt really stressed about the friendship. 

She picked out her ID and saw that she had more than ten minutes to finish the ongoing task and five minutes to reach the next destination, the details to be known in seven minutes. Rolling her eyes, she put away her ID and moved on to check the details of the pamphlet design she had to print. 
 
Her mind drifted off to the thoughts of him in his hoodie. She was quick to recognize him that day although he never dressed up that way before. Maybe he was trying to stealthily meet her due to the effects of nasty news headlines. He was rich, and he had helped her in many unusual ways, she thought to herself. Everyone was content with how things were going on, then why was the sudden upheaval of emotions? Was it because of the single charge against a new spoiled youth? He wasn't spoiled, she corrected herself. She reminded not to think nasty about anyone. After all, he also deserved respect like everyone else. The only boy who was almost perfect for her, neither too demanding not too detached was slowly slipping away from her. 

She didn't realize she was in tears until her worker ID blinked with a red screen notifying her deduction of 5 coins of health from her salary as she ruined one pamphlet due to her teardrops. She moved away from the table to face the window and forced to think about something different. She wiped her face with her shirt sleeves by not touching her hands in case those might get dirty and something else might get ruined. She had to be careful not to lose her money like that.

While putting the print outs in their respective boxes, she searched the address to send it. The register where it was written was in a transparent cupboard which was covered with numerous colorful posters. A sparkly purple colored one was standing out more which looked similar to the one seen in the cafe where she met Meilae that day. It was on the cable box of the Termist Broadcasting Company, and maybe somewhere in another coffee shop. It read something like Life Solution AI for all. Anyone can get a quick solution to any of their life problems. Stuck in a boring job? Is girlfriend mad at you? Or facing the emotional breakdown after a heartbreak? This AI will always be there with you. Get it soon only at sixty coins. Visit LifeAI thread in the intercom for more details. No machine, no installation software. Connect this service to your mind and find your buddy always by your side. 

After reading that, Rio felt she must have that. There were problems in her life too. And there was no one to give her the exact solution. Maybe this AI will be in her aid. Maybe it might help her get more money. As she started drifting off again, her ID vibrated in an ugly manner, making her jump. She saw that she had only three minutes to reach the clothing warehouse which was two blocks away from the current location. She had to rush to get there on time.

She was glad that the warehouse had no system to charge for reaching late. But she was drenched in sweat and that place had no cooling or fanning system to get back to the normal state. Unlike previous tasks, she didn't have a time limit of some minutes, rather it depended on the number of tasks given. She had to move the imported boxes to the respective rooms and check the list of inventory whether everything arrived as listed. And also, if she managed to do that in time, she could even open some of the packages and set them in places. 

All those hundreds of big containers were near the entrance, so she had to use an automated roller cart to keep those in their places. That might take her about half an hour, she thought to herself. She couldn't understand why she had to do work of this kind, although that was the first task of the day and the week. Sometimes she had to work apart from fixing or dusting the machines. She sometimes did one shift at a coffee shop or at a diner, either making things as per order or delivering the prepared things. There were very less or no workers in some places. What was really going on? Thinking hard on the given circumstances, she could think of only one thing, maybe everyone was on leave or they somehow ended up in Zolzeim. Once touched the grounds there, no one can think of getting out of there.

And that thought gave a chill to her, thankfully the roller cart was there to fill the silence, she focused to get her things done. She remembered how everyone protested when classmates of her session got to know that they had to do work on a completely different field than what they had learned. Many hunger strikes, crashes and maybe some midnight protests, but the higher authority paid no heed. But the normal life was hampered a lot. So to get the graduates on work, they were not given the proof of intensive study of many years and they could get that when they would start working. She was glad that things ended quite peacefully, as she had to clean the places of crashes with her own hands. She never participated in those public campaigns as she was forbidden by her mother. She rather stayed at her home, working on her skills. That was another reason why Meilae considered her an idiot. She imagined how Meilae would have thrown some empty threats but would have ended up crying as she would have learned how to get their certificates. 

She couldn't forget how Meilae ranted for many weeks in afternoon sessions how the works listed in the criteria was unfair and mean. It was written that graduates had to work certain delivery jobs, cleaning jobs, repairing jobs, writing jobs, housekeeping jobs, etc. Rio didn't understand anything about it. So she ended up doing whatever she could. That was the reason why Meilae almost spat mean words to her one day, in tearful eyes. What did she expect out of Rio? To join the riot and get nothing out it? Eventually, she got used to her work and news of Rio hanging out with Kner filled the place. Her friend circle found it fun to pull the legs of her. Rio was happy as long people were happy around her, as she was almost ready to do anything for others' happiness. Unfortunately, the happy days were gone, she didn't know what the friends would talk about instead of fun fanfic about her and Kner. one of her friends was gone and she didn't know whether the conversations would be fun anymore or not.

After taking almost an hour to place those containers in places she checked her ID to find any work listed there and there was a session in the pizza shop in about twenty minutes. That place wasn't too far, she could reach there in time. Having some spare time, she thought she should give Kner a message that she could meet him after an hour. Projecting her screen on a container, she connected to the local messaging stacks and found unread messages from him. He sent her messages that read 'yes, we can talk here but not that often' and another one, 'I'll reply as soon as I see your message'. If that was the case then he might or might not see her message quickly. Anyways, she sent 'Can we meet at the diner near the broken bridge?". That might be a bit formal, but that's how she preferred to write to him. There was only one diner near the broken bridge, above the lake that was considered as the end part of the city. 

She couldn't do any unpacking the containers, so she ticked off her task from the list, and went to the pizza center comfortably in five minutes. While putting on the official apron in the preparation section, she saw on the task list that she only had to pack the fresh pizzas and put those on the desk counter. The orders were more in the evening than during the day, so she might have to do really fast. Checked her worker id just to see whether there was anything. Neither there were next work schedule nor had any messages from Kner. Feeling quite slow at first, her speed gradually picked up after ten minutes. Her work was to pack the boxes and to keep those on the table. Sometimes she had to bring the baked pizzas from the oven onto the boxes and pack them. 

She didn't realize when an hour had passed when there was a break in her work. More staff had arrived to do the next shift and after relaxing for five minutes, she went out of the store. Her salary was quick to arrive as she saw she got twenty coins for her food. That was the perk of doing something out of the usual work. She wondered if others worked as she did. And saw message of Kner saying he would there anytime. And then there was no more work, or as she thought to herself. The diner near the lake was a bit far from the current location. She felt that might take her half an hour to reach there. She didn't have any vehicles on her own, nor there was any public transport for them. And any vehicle would not fit her budget, but apart from that, she thought that was a bit selfish. Only the ones who were self accomplished looked good with the expensive automobiles. 

She occasionally saw self-made bikes or motorbikes and wondered how they might have got the parts and how they would have got access to the fuel. Building the vehicles wasn't difficult for her, getting the parts legally was. She could not imagine herself being charged for having any parts that belonged to the city administration. Even the scraps belonged to the city head, maybe someone managed that, but one had to get permission to get those, and maybe pay something. She didn't know whether she could get anything from her home.

Due to the populous area in such a small city like Termist, there weren't any threatening cases. The bright lights and active area, there was nothing to be afraid of. As long as she didn't feel any pain, she could walk like that for hours. She was scared if someone catches her meeting with him again and write more nasty news. But she remembered Meilae was working hard to prevent that. She didn't know what she might be facing that week. 

On her way, she saw a crowd gathered around the market around the lake. A person with the badge of the court in light green hair was questioning two dark-haired males. They must be from Zolzeim, she thought to herself. It was common for travelers to visit the market near the lake. But questioning them wasn't something she saw before. Was the rule against the Zolzein started being effective? Would she have to do something like that in the near future? She already met one and didn't know how many people knew that. And how people would react if that would be released in news. She walked quickly ahead before she could be noticed by anyone. Slowly her mind filled with worry about the reactions she had been getting, and what she should not do to get any. She said to herself, she was only meeting certain people because she had noble reasons, not for any ill purpose. If that was the case, she wondered whether she should meet Kner as her boss or as a really good friend.

Nathan was lying on his bed and topless.

Without any work today, he decided to check out the messages on his phone.

One of them was from his mother.

The other messages were from Amir's parents, Abbas and Amira, and sister, Aena. 

There were also messages from Amir, Malik, the younger brother of Maaz, and his ex-military uncle Eid.

All of them were about greeting and wishing him well in the celebration of the Holy Week.

He replied to all of them.

A week ago, Amir and his family arrived here in Muwin and were currently in the Latif city.

They came to visit the country not only to celebrate the Holy Week but to also scout a good medical school for Aena.

Although Amir's parents loved the freedom and progressiveness of Womania, they started to fear for their daughter's principles because of all the "freedom" that women have there and the influence of those all-women rights groups.

So to balance out her principles because they didn't want her to go full-feminist, they decided to have her attend college at Latif city which is in the central region of Muwin.

In their eyes, the central region was the best environment because it was a society where the northern and southern cultures were blended together.

Ding!

Ding!

He received two messages. 

There were from his mother and his cousin Aena.

The messages were just about mundane things so he didn't really need to reply back.

And then he received a call…

It was from uncle Abbas.

"Hello, uncle Abbas. How are you?"

"Nathaniel, it's been a while since we've spoken. I'm doing fine. What about you?"

Uncle Abbas likes to call him Nathaniel and he's the only one who calls him that.

"I'm doing fine as well. Thank you."

Almost every family that Nathan knew heard about what happened to him 2 months ago.

Uncle Abbas was so enraged that he wanted to sue Karen and her family, Vincent and the police station. However, Amira and Nadia (his wife and Nathan's mother) talked him out of it, explaining to him that the issue has already been settled.

But despite all that, he still felt that Nathan's current situation was wrong.

"Nathaniel, my boy, why don't you go to Womania with Amir? The country is very welcoming to immigrants, it has a great economy so there's a lot of ways to earn money, and you have all the freedom there. I can help you with the papers and the cost of moving there."

Nathan frowned.

As far as he knows, Womania was a very progressive country.

In fact, he has seen a couple of feminist and SJW videos online of people there in Womania that it just left him mind-blown due to the cultural difference.

And right now, the reason why he was in his current situation was because of a woman.

So why would he go to Womania?

That's like escaping from a tiger's mouth to jump into a dragon's mouth.

"Umm…"

"Nathaniel, I know what you're thinking. Womania isn't a bad place, especially for immigrants that aren't Caucasian. And plus, you're a young man. You shouldn't be wasting your life in some small town on a tiny island at the edge of the country."

"Yeah, uncle… But… Um…"

"Nathaniel, I don't mean to pressure you. It's just that you're my nephew and I treat you as my son so I want the best for you, just like how I would want the best for Amir and Aena. Just think about my offer for a few days."

"Thank you, uncle Abbas. I'll be sure to think about it."

To Nathan, uncle Abbas acted more like a father to him compared to his own father, Nazul. 

However, Nathan was used to being independent since at an early age so he preferred not to ask help from people if possible.

And if he were to go to Womania, he preferred to spend his own money. 

So that in case he didn't like it there, he could leave right away and return here at Liit town without feeling guilty.

"Okay, I have to go now. Your aunt Amira is calling me. Take care."

"Take care as well, uncle. Bye."

"Bye."

The call ended.

"Womania, huh…"

Nathan decided to look for some home-based jobs being offered at Womania.

"Cousin, what are you looking at? Porn?" A male voice suddenly entered his ears.

He put his phone down and looked over who it was.

It was Maaz who just entered the room.

"LOL… Come on," said Nathan.

"I won't judge, you know," Maaz said as he went over to his own bed and lifted the mattress.

Nathan just smiled and resumed checking his phone.

Maaz pulled out a plastic bag from his waist and inserted them inside the mattress.

"Don't tell father and mother about this," said Maaz.

"Yeah, sure," Nathan said without looking.

He heard stories that Maaz was involved in some shady things so he rather not know or be involved in any of it.

And plus, Maaz was 4 years older than him. So who was he to tell someone older what was right and wrong? It's not like he's the smartest person in the world either.

In fact, in his current situation right now, Maaz's life was probably way better than his.

Maaz finished hiding whatever it was that he was hiding and turned to Nathan.

"I thought you have work?"

"No, I received a termination letter from the company I worked for," Nathan said, still looking at his phone.

"Heh~"

Nathan continued looking at his phone.

Maaz continued, "So what are you going to do?"

"Nothing. I'll just read a book or something and then find a new job on Monday."

"So you have two days free, huh."

Nathan was still looking at his phone.

"Why don't you come with me and my crew? We're going to Banya city tonight to party."

"Sorry, I'm going to pass. I had a long day."

Maaz grabbed Nathan's phone to see what he was looking at. 

"'Here's What's Wrong With Toxic Masculinity'? What the fuck are you reading?"

"Hey! Give me back my phone!" Nathan said as he got up from the bed and took back his phone.

It was a sample article linked to one of the writing jobs available in Womania.

Maaz looked at him with pity and said, "You city boys are really messed up."

"It was for a job listing that I was checking," Nathan said as he returned to his bed.

"Cousin, you really should come with me at Banya city tonight rather than spend you time reading some shit like that. Plus, we never had the chance to bond so this is a great chance."

"Yeah, but doesn't it take at least 4 hours to ride a boat going to Banya city?"

"We're going to ride a speedboat."

Nathan put down his phone. "Speedboat?"

He has never ridden a speedboat before.

"Yeah. So you coming? If you are, we should go right now. The guys are waiting for me at the docks right now."

Nathan thought about what Maaz said.

Aside from the fact that he hasn't ridden a speedboat before, they never bonded.

Also, he was pissed from getting fired and he couldn't go back to the gym to release his anger because he already worked out this morning.

He finally decided.

"Okay," Nathan said and got up.

Maaz smiled and shook his head. "Are you this hard to invite?"

Hearing Maaz said that to him, he couldn't help but remember Karen's words about him and going to clubs.

Even Vincent mentioned that to him a few times.

'Am I that boring?'

He always disliked going to crowded places, especially to clubs. 

But hearing it from another person ever since the breakup, he couldn't help but think if he really was that hard to deal with, forcing Karen to cheat on him.

'I guess it --'

Pah!

Maaz slapped Nathan's back, disrupting his train of thought and bringing him back to reality.

"Come on, hurry up. I promise you you won't regret it. I'm going to introduce you to some women there," Maaz said with a lewd smile.

Nathan pondered.

It's been 2 months since he had sex so he felt a little thirsty.

"Okay, let me grab some clothes."

***

5:24 pm.

Maaz and Nathan arrived at the docks.

There, 3 friends of Maaz were waiting as well.

Nathan tied his hair into a ponytail and was wearing a black slim-fit shirt, gray jeans and black shoes.

Maaz and the others were also wearing black but mixed with white or blue.

"About time you came, bro. We've been waiting for so long," one person said who was smoking a cigarette.

"Sorry, bro, I had to ask permission from my father to bring my cousin along." 

"Heh~" the same person said as he looked over at Nathan.

Nathan looked at him as well and couldn't help but sense some animosity coming from him.

He was 5'6" tall, shaved head, about the same age of Maaz, and had a few visible tattoos on his arms and was skinny.

Nathan then looked at the other two…

One was behind the steering wheel of the speedboat. He sported a mohawk and was wearing shades. He was 5'5" tall, the same age as Maaz, skinny and had visible tattoos on his arms as well.

The other one sporting a shoulder-length hair and was sitting on a corner at the dock texting. He was good-looking, 5'7" in height, in his late teens, skinny but had no visible tattoos unlike the others.

"So you guys already know that this my cousin Nathan. He's from Latif," Maaz said. 

He then looked at Nathan and pointed at his friends.

"This is Baar." It was the shaved head.

"That's Omar." It was the one behind the steering wheel.

"And that's Khalid." It was the pretty boy.

"Let's go," Maaz said and boarded the speedboat.

Nathan couldn't help but noticed that it seemed like Maaz was the leader.

Nathan and the other two followed suit.

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"I am a Chosen One! I refuse to bow down to society! Society must bow down to me!" 


Nathan is your average 24-year old man. Just like everyone else, he experienced both pain and happiness in his life which shaped him into the man who he is. 


One day, God unleashed a zombie apocalypse and gave humanity the System that allows them to level-up, forever changing the world. And among the humans, there are beings called Chosen Ones who are slightly better off than the average humans. 


Follow the journey of a man who slowly descends into madness as he survives in a zombie apocalypse and rises to power. 


Author's note: I took some ideas from the novel [God and Devil World].

Evangeline watched the basketball game with half eyes closed, trying to fight the heaviness of her eyelids, so she wouldn't end slumped on her seat, dead from boredom.

She wanted to storm out from the place, but it had only been five minutes when the game started. She couldn't actually write a reaction paper without knowing what happen at the end.

*sigh . . .

It'll be much easier if I have someone do my school stuffs for me now that Daniel is out of the picture.

Like an answered prayer, a lean boy about six-foot-tall with messy dark hair and thick-rimmed eyeglasses sat beside her.

The students flicked their attention to Evangeline's direction, gaping at Eric who nonchalantly put down his tattered backpack on the chair beside Evangeline and casually sat on the empty chair beside his bag.

Evangeline didn't hide her amusement when the old smelly backpack stumbled her view, slumping on the seat next to hers. She raised her pretty purple eyes at Eric, who was oblivious to his surroundings as he continued to scribble on his notes. 

Evangeline had lingering interest on Eric ever since his silver eyes enamored her. His eyes weren't noticeable at first glance due to his messy thick hair that almost covered his sight and his thick-rimmed eyeglass that hid his silver irises. One had to stare closely into his eyes to noticed those deep hypnotizing silver ores, which glowed like the moon and sparkled like diamonds. 

But who would want to spare a glance at a geek? A poor part-timer nobody?

None.

Evangeline ran her eyes on Eric's body. Simple black trousers and old leather shoes. White polo shirt underneath a black crosshatch V-neck sweatshirt.

Her lips quirked at the side.

For a nerd, he has good taste.

Her purple eyes turned a shade darker almost violet when she moved to his face, trying to pry at his silver orbs only to see his busted lip and the bruises on his right cheek. Her perfectly shape brows twitched at the sight.

Feeling someone was watching him, Eric slid his gaze from his notes to the woman beside him while Evangeline was not one bit ashamed nor embarrass that she was caught staring. Instead, she smiled even more. 

". . ."

". . ."

"Yes?" Eric asked after a moment that they were just staring at each other.

Evangeline gave a lazy half smile. "You, my good gentleman, have a mesmerizing pair of eyes."

". . ."

". . ."

Taken a back, Eric didn't expect that Evangeline would complement his eyes out of the blue.

"Err . . . Thank you?" 

"Eric, right? What are you writing, Eric?"

Once more, Eric was caught off guard when the Evangeline Heart was striking a conversation with him.

"Reaction paper."

Evangeline's smile grew wider. She straightened her back and crossed her fingers on top of her lap while looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Tell you what, Eric. As an acknowledgment of your achievement at school, I'll give you the honor of writing my reaction paper for me."

". . ."

". . ."

Eric blinked. Slow. He stared at her for a time with an unreadable face while Evangeline's smile didn't falter under his silence. Her face was held high, shoulders back, exerting her dominance. 

After a moment, Eric broke the silence and asked, "How much?"

Evangeline suppressed a grin. The nerdy, geeky man pricked her interest. 

Though he was poor and was always oppressed, but the way he carried himself with straight iron back confidence and his unwavering soothing voice, never hesitating nor stuttering especially talking to a woman like her –– was amusing.

"A hundred per page." 

Her chin jutted out smugly, purposely letting him know how rich and rewarding it was to serve her. But instead, Eric just blinked and gave out a nod, not a hint of excitement nor joy on his blank face.

"Alright." 

He then resumed watching the game, no longer interested at the conversation while Evangeline's long lashes flickered many times in incredulity. 

She felt uncomfortable, and oddly . . . displeased that, for the first time, a guy brushed her off just like that.

A nerd.

A nobody.

Controlling herself, she reached inside her designer bag and handed a card to him.

"My email and contact number. I hope you can send the paper by tonight. Let's say . . . around seven?" Her way of punishment for brushing her off. 

The paper's time limit was when the interschool games was over, which was a week from now. But she wanted to make it harder for him. Wanting him to waver and admit to her that he couldn't meet her deadline. After all, the reaction paper was no less than four thousand words. And by the time that the game was finished, the sun was probably set.

However, Eric just glanced at her and grabbed the card. Then he nodded and resumed watching the game.

Evangeline's browse briefly wrinkled on her forehead. 

This nobody sure has guts to brush me off –– twice!

Calm yourself, Evangeline! You need this guy to do all your school work for you from now on. Nothing is wrong in giving rewards and leniency to deserving servants.

Slowly regaining her composure, she clasped her hands before grabbing her bag and shot to her feet.

"Splendid!" was all she said and swayed out the stadium.

As soon as Evangeline's shadow disappeared, Eric fought a smile. But then his face swiftly went back to its usual unreadable stoic expression.

----

Heavens' Tower, at precisely seven in the evening.

Evangeline smirked when she checked her e-mail and saw Eric had already sent her reaction paper. She downloaded the content and gave the man a clap for a job well done.

It was a twenty-page composition, and Eric exceeded her expectations.

She softly laughed, stroking Spring's chubby little chin. "Looks like I have found a convenient pawn."

She emailed Eric back.

[A job well done, Eric. Well of course, coming from our department's number one scholar, I expect no less. I have your money ready. Where will I deposit it?]


. . .

. . .

Evangeline raised an eyebrow when Eric hadn't reply after five minutes. After another period of time, she realized that Eric wasn't going to reply to her, she closed her laptop. No worries, he has my number. He'll call me.

She repressed a giggle, entertaining the thought that Eric wanted something else as payment or wanted to meet up so she could personally hand the money to him. A common excuse to see her. Same strategy as the men who wanted to date her.

Her wild thoughts continued to fantasize the longer Eric didn't reply. 

Eric is probably playing hard to get.

Evangeline didn't know that she was oddly becoming obsessed at knowing what Eric's response was that she stayed up until night. 

After a long period of indulging in her imagination, sleep consumed her, a small smile tickling her lips.

----

In a construction site of a new shopping mall and residential building, Eric was working hard, doing heavy lifting and assembly. 

After he was done typing Evangeline's reaction paper, he sent it to her e-mail and paid the internet shop for he didn't have the time to go home for his laptop because of his night job that was about to start. And since he didn't have a phone, he didn't bother to inform her.

He then stormed to his night shift. 

Eric took the advantage of the whole one week break to do contractual jobs so he could earn more money. 

So I can return to my country.

G E N R E: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, New Adult

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Since young, Evangeline Heart was taught by her mother to live a life unhindered by anyone, and she did exactly that. 

She does whatever she wants, say whatever she wants, act how ever she wants without regards to anyone else. She is living her life just the way she wants to. 

But of course, everything came with a price. She found herself at the center of rumours, ridiculed, isolated and at the top of the women’s hate list.

Fortunately for her, she is not about to face societies harshness alone, she will find an unlikely candidate as allies. 

A Knight in her chess pieces that will turn out to be a King?

Hey bros and people who don't like being called bros. 
So. 
Today I woke up. Checked my email. And apparently I got a contract invitation by Webnovel. I didn't even know that was a thing, I though we gotta apply for that shit ah. 

Anyway, I don't know if they say this to all their invited contract people but they said they read my work and praised my story as 'filled with imagination, has a fresh and interesting plot and well-crafted characters that speak deeply about your passion and talent for creation. Our content editors strongly wish to accompany you through your writing career and plan a beautiful future for your work.' And I'm like..

Fuck man you guys read my shit? Even the reverse shota thing? 

Embarrassed (/ω＼)

Anyway I'm like low key hoping it's copy and pasted praise because ugh it's like the parents you didn't know about finding your fanfiction and then praising you for how well Sasuke ***** Naruto in the ***, which... I totally didn't read when I was younger (¬_¬)

Anyway, anyway, what do you guys think about the contract? First off I'll get gift donations which is cool, I'm always looking at other stories being like damn I want a balloon from my readers too. But the profits you get is apparently 50:50 with the website. Which I mean, I sort of get since they'll help advertise etc.

Same with privilege ah. 50:50. Also premium chapters I may not get any cash at all since apparently it depends whether the coins are bought with real money? (And I know I don't do that personally. I grind out my daily free chapter tickets like a cheapskate lol).

However they do promise more exposure and will even offer to translate the story into different languages which sounds really good.  I'm a slut for praise. And international praise sounds reaaaal nice. And even though I love the donations you guys are giving me... I love the idea of forcing you to pay mor- lol jokes I'm kidding. But it would be nice to generate a bit more stable cash flow and as someone who wants to write more on the future (guys I'm at the point of my life where I just graduated and am looking for jobs that I don't even like and not qualified for anyway and it's terrifying) it may be good for me ah. It'll at least get me a foot in the door and such. 

I'm gonna go ask them some further questions now about this in a day or twos time? I can't think up many questions (what they expect for weekly chapters etc?) but if you think I should ask something just paragraph comment here. Even though I feel quite flattered I don't like jumping in blind- which I always do tbh and it never ends up well lol.

Also tell me your opinions ah! I wrote this to ask you readers and veteran Webnovel users to help me (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ 
Should I consider the contract or should I just keep to my kofi? Ugh I'm also such a lazy caterpillar can I even keep up with the contract's demands? Would having a contracted story look good if I want to pursue professional writing possibly? 
I tried looking at the forum but there was all sorts of things and I still don't know what's up. QAQ I'm no good at long term thinking.

Jia Hyson finds he has hit the jackpot after he dies. 

He's got a system! He's a transmigrator! So cool! 

System: "Please help us fix the plot." 

Jia Hyson: "Of course!" 

System: "Firstly there are too many love interests." 

Jia Hyson: "Okay." 

System: "The main character is too annoying." 

Jia Hyson: "Um." 

System: "Needs more world building." 

Jia Hyson: "..."  

Oi, is he fixing the plot or is he rewriting the whole damn thing?!

(This is bl/yaoi/danmei btw)

Today, Old Master Lu was very happy. It could be said that all his gloominess from before had been swept away. Initially, he had been terrified to have taken on such a horrible form. Although he had told everyone he was an ice-cream, he had known exactly what sort of creature he looked like in his heart.
Everyone in the surroundings had been mocking him, telling him to evolve into a pile of shit...or simply a bag of fertilizer.
Truthfully speaking, in this game that didn't allow one to delete their accounts regardless of what they evolved into, he wasn't able to accept it!
After spending his time in agony for two days, he finally gathered the courage and went to ask the instructor as to what he would evolve into. In the end, when he moved nearer to the instructor, the overlord next to her already pointed at him and cried out in alarm, "Feathers, a ball of feathers!"
At that moment, his heart turned cold!
But in the end, the instructor's next sentence was that he was a phoenix seed. Upon hearing that, he suddenly felt joy as though he just struck the lottery!
Until now, he was still feeling dizzy.
(I am an awesome phoenix?)
(Wahahaha, as expected...the heavens help those who help themselves!)
(Didn't I say that I've been attracting online traffic every day with my posts for the game. Even if I didn't get any credit for it, I did still work hard, right? How can the game bear to let me evolve into shit?)
He, who was still lost in excitement and happiness, suddenly received an email from the official game station.
"Dear player [My ancestor Old Master Lu didn't Cheat]. Hello, firstly, the game's backstage staff want to thank you for your selfless promotion of the game. Through the discussion of the work team, in order to thank you for your support, we gave you a special reward, granting you the bloodline of a hidden job. You should have already received it in game. But yesterday, the game's A.I. reported that all the elf players displayed immense dissatisfaction toward you possessing a hidden job. Hence, we hope that you could write another article regarding the strategy guide about the benefits of ordinary elf jobs to placate them. As for the information needed, we have already sent it to your email. In the future, the work team will give you remuneration according to the effects of your guide. We also hope that you can continue to support our game. Thank you!"
Signing off: Xiye Game Studio, sincerely wishing you well.
After receiving the email, Old Master Lu was stunned for some time. He then shouted in excitement, "As expected!!"
After that, he read through the content of the email many times, tears flowing down his face. As expected, his hard work wasn't wasted. The game studio truly had a conscience. His ancestor must be blessing him, allowing him to acquire a hidden job.
When he thought of this, he hurriedly replied to the email.
"Hello to every boss in the gaming studio. Firstly, I am really very honored to be able to receive the recognition of the official game station. Being able to write for such a wonderful game product, it's really my, Lu Xiaowei's, glory to be able to do so. The humble me appreciates and admires the efforts of the work team very much. Such an era-crossing game yet still choosing to treat the players so well. In addition, there are no moods to purchase anything in-game at all, resulting in the loss of a source of income for the gaming studio. I'm really very impressed by the work team's far-sighted strategy and will definitely do my very best to promote the game. I'll give all my meager strength to do so, and there's no need for your side to mention anything about remuneration. Lastly, I'm very thankful for the work team to grant me a hidden job. I wholeheartedly wish for [Star Ocean] to be popular, becoming a wondrous divine work that would never die off!"
Old Master Lu glanced at the email he wrote. After looking through a few times, he then carefully hit the reply button. He didn't expect his actions to be able to gain the notice of the official game station. This was truly a huge surprise. The excited him hurriedly tactfully declined the mention of remuneration.
He didn't care about this bit of remuneration. The cafes of his Lu Clan were extremely prosperous back in the time of his ancestor. Although the business had declined a lot when it came to his generation, he still wasn't thinking much for this bit of remuneration. Comparatively, he regarded the business value of this game much more highly.
Right now, the game showed no signs of earning any income by creating an in-game store. Since this was the case, this meant it was most probably planning to go for the gift card system, a one-time fee or a monthly fee system!
What did this represent?
This represented a huge business opportunity for the players.
As for charging a fee for in-game items, those p2w players wouldn't mind mindlessly throwing money at the game station. But then the space where top-quality players could perform would become very limited. If the balance of the in-game store was not that good, there was basically no space for normal players to perform. But if this game adopted the game style of [Titan], which implemented a one-time fee, things would be different!
Everyone would be on the same starting line. In that case, players who had spent a large amount of time and energy would have the advantage. This would also be fair as top-quality players had an even larger space to perform!
Originally, he felt that he no longer had an opportunity to make his ancestor's former glory to re-appear as he missed the starting phase of [Titan]. Yet, he didn't expect that he would encounter another divine work like [Star Ocean] in his robust years, and he even received such preferential treatment. This time around, if he couldn't succeed, he would truly have wasted the bloodline of his clan!
After all, his ancestor was a man who could go head-to-head with the number one mid-laner, FAKER, of the league of legends back then and boasted of a 50% win-rate against him. So, as his descendant, how could Old Master Lu's talent be weak?
When he thought of this, Old Master Lu grew increasingly emotional. He drew in a deep breath and opened up the information that the official game station had sent to him. He was preparing to use the information and write a good article. Maybe, they would then give him some good items in-game to reward him. This was a rare-to-come by backdoor chance; hence, he had to do this well.
Moreover, his hidden job was truly too ostentatious. Humans wouldn't worry about scarcity but uneven distribution. This hidden job of his would easily arouse jealousy in others. By writing this article well, he could lower the risks for himself.
Hence, he concentrated and read through the information. This read actually caused him to tremble. The system of this game was not ordinarily huge. If it wasn't because the game's performance in the early phase was so good, he even doubted if the game system could sustain balance when so many complex jobs were introduced. Just the elf race alone had so many jobs. There was even a note in the email saying that there would be even more races to choose from for new players in the future!
The more he thought about it, the higher the anticipation he felt in his heart for the game's later phase!
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On the other hand, Xiye felt a little ashamed when he saw Old Master Lu's reply which stated that he didn't want any remuneration. Using his subject's natural talent like this while giving him nothing, even scamming him that his evolution into a phoenix seed was something given by the 'game', was this idea a little too dirty?
Could he really be a black-hearted overlord?
(Mn...This is just a makeshift stratagem due to my temporarily poor finances. In the future, when this overlord struck it rich, I will definitely treat these honest and simple indigenous players kindly.)
"Ding! Hello, respected Overlord Xiye. The few high-grade jobseekers you booked have already confirmed their interview timings. Do you want to meet with them?"
This voice caused Xiye who was thinking of other things to awaken from his stupor. After that, he collected his thoughts. This should be the reply sent to him by the talent network. He hurriedly opened up the email.
He read through the content. It basically stated that the recommended high-grade instructors were willing to meet him for an interview. Xiye felt his heart shake with excitement when he saw this. He stood up and rubbed his hands. He then instructed the A.I. to help him monitor the elves' evolution. He then prepared himself and headed out for a long journey.
As long as all of these things were settled, his first batch of basic combat force would appear and his large-scale expansion plan could finally be started!


Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


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