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Sasuke's brief thought. This fan fiction isn't mine,it's by Liljn, who kindly gave me the opportunity to translate it. I hope you like it.

You can find the original work on the website fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12018955/1/Se-questo-%C3%A8-amore

Since she had finished dinner, Qiao Nan crossed her arms and looked at Qiao Zijin with a look of indifference in her eyes. "What kind of discussion?"
"I remember Dad said that your English is very good. If you don't have the ability to do it, it will be very difficult even if someone teaches you. Why don't we do it this way? I will do the translation. You can help check through and edit those that are translated wrongly or parts that I have trouble translating. We will split the money in half. What do you think?"
Ding Jiayi twitched her mouth as if she wanted to say something. She was very dissatisfied with what Qiao Zijin said.
Since the document was translated by Zijin, and Qiao Nan only helped make some changes, Zijin should have all of the pay. Why did Qiao Nan have the cheek to take half of the money?
But today Ding Jiayi had been 'disciplined' by Qiao Dongliang. When she was reminded that Qiao Dongliang had said that he wanted a divorce, Ding Jiayi kept a check on herself and did not say another word.
Qiao Nan knew what was going through Ding Jiayi's mind, but she paid no attention to her. What mattered to her was Qiao Dongliang's reaction. She turned to look at him.
Qiao Nan saw that Qiao Dongliang looked calm and did not seem to have any thoughts about this matter. She breathed a sigh of relief. Did it mean that whatever she had said to her father previously was useful, and that he would not side with Zijin anymore?
If it was in the past, her father would have agreed on her behalf and asked her to help and get along with Qiao Zijin.
After all, Qiao Zijin wanted to 'improve' and 'make progress'.
"Nan Nan, what do you think?" Qiao Zijin looked at Qiao Nan smilingly. Her tone was soft and gentle like the spring rain. It was comforting, but to Qiao Nan, she could feel the chill hidden in the spring rain.
"No." Qiao Nan drank some water. "It's not that I look down on you, it's just that you are not able to do it."
Qiao Zijin hated English to the core. The reason why Qiao Nan took out the document was that she wanted Qiao Zijin to back out of a difficult situation. She never knew that Qiao Zijin would be so shameless.
If she was really only sixteen years old, she might not understand Qiao Zijin's schemes. But she was almost 'forty-six years old', so how could she not see through the traps that Qiao Zijin set?
"Why can't I do it? Nan Nan, you can't look down on people!" Qiao Zijin was not convinced. It was not that she was incapable. It was that Qiao Nan refused to help her. She did not want her to earn the money. Qiao Nan did not want her father to know that Qiao Zijin was capable and was as good as Qiao Nan!
To put it bluntly, Qiao Nan could not stand that Qiao Zijin was better and more capable than her!
Qiao Nan kept her cool. She passed a pen to Qiao Zijin calmly. "Since you say that you can do it, try to translate the documents right now."
Qiao Zijin grounded her teeth. Was Qiao Nan doing this on purpose?
"Give me a minute. Let me get an English dictionary." She did not believe that she was not as good as Qiao Nan.
"Okay, the whole family is waiting for you." Qiao Dongliang drank his tea. He wanted to know whether Qiao Zijin had really become sensible and learned the right way.
"Zijin, don't worry, we have the time. Take your time to translate. Since it's not an exam, there is no time limit." Ding Jiayi dared not scold Qiao Nan, so she could only encourage and cheer for Qiao Zijin.
"Mom, I know." Qiao Zijin sighed. Her mother was right. This was not an exam, and there was no time limit. She could do it slowly. No matter what, she had to do her best now so that she could share half of Qiao Nan's earnings rightfully.
Qiao Zijin had never been so serious and concentrated on a task before. She flipped the dictionary and wrote down what she found.
Qiao Zijin sat still working on the translation for an entire hour. Her eyes were either staring at the dictionary or the documents. She repeated the same actions for an entire hour.
"Sister, it is eight o'clock now. Okay, you don't have to translate everything. You can stop translating. Let me take a look." Qiao Nan yawned and took the documents from Qiao Zijin calmly.
"Oh…" Qiao Zijin turned green, watching helplessly as Qiao Nan took the document back. She did not even have the chance to grab it from her.
Qiao Zijin might have worked at it for an entire hour and wrote down a lot of words, but she did not translate much.
Qiao Nan took out a red pen quietly and started to edit the translation that Qiao Zijin tried hard to finish.
Qiao Nan crossed out a short sentence and wrote the correct translation by the side. Then, she drew a large cross on a long paragraph and did not bother to provide the correct translation.
In the end, Qiao Nan had no choice but to draw circles on the documents.
Qiao Zijin took more than an hour to translate, while Qiao Nan used less than three minutes to read through. "Sister, take a look for yourself. Aside from those that I marked in circles, the rest are wrong. There isn't a single sentence that was translated accurately. Tell me, are you able to do this job? You say that you will translate, I will help you correct the mistakes, and we will split the money? Sister, are you sure that after you are done with your translation, I only need to make minor changes? Or do I have to redo it again?"
Though Qiao Zijin was very serious and careful, she did not get a single sentence correct. How could she take up the translation work?
Most importantly, Qiao Nan knew that in order to secure the translation job in front of the whole family, Qiao Zijin gave her full attention to translating and worked at it for more than an hour. But when Qiao Zijin landed the job, her attitude would be completely different.
By that time, Qiao Zijin might not even look through the dictionary. She would just grab any book and copy some sentences from the book before handing the translation back to her.
Qiao Zijin never intended to work to earn money. What she had in mind was a way for her to get the money without working!
In the end, the translation would be done by Qiao Nan alone, and yet she had to give half of the money to Qiao Zijin!
Ding Jiayi did not believe in Qiao Nan's words. She took the documents and saw that it was full of crosses. Only a few areas were circled. "Are you sure that you have not made a mistake? Your sister did not even get a single sentence correct?"
How was it possible? Zijin was one level higher than Qiao Nan. It was impossible that Qiao Nan could translate while she could not. Furthermore, she had done badly for her translations. "Qiao Nan, you can tell your sister the correct translations, and she will write them down. This way, the job is done by both of you. Qiao Nan, yours is a simpler job since you only need to tell Qiao Zijin the translations. The money can be split between both of you."
"Mom, do you think that one just needs to talk to do a translation? The most important thing is to use one's brains. I do not need Sister's help to write these words down. I can do it myself." Qiao Nan refused immediately.
"You… why are you so stubborn? You do not consider your sister's feelings. You should help your sister. In the future, your sister will also help you when you need help."


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

For a moment, Shi Yao failed to realize who the French lecturer was referring to.
It was only when He Tiantian nudged her elbow did she realize that the lecturer was referring to her.
Shi Yao hastily leaped off her seat and shot Xia Shangzhou a cold glare before turning to face the lecturer.
Meeting Shi Yao's gaze, the French lecturer asked in French, "What is your name?"
Shi Yao, who understood his question, replied, "Shi Yao."
The French lecturer continued in French, "Which year and faculty are you from?"
Out of habit, Shi Yao replied in Chinese, "I'm a freshman from the English Faculty."
The French lecturer remarked, "Please answer my question in French."
Shi Yao quickly reiterated her reply in French.
The French lecturer nodded his head and continued speaking in French. 
However, this time, Shi Yao did not understand what he was saying and was clueless about what he wanted her to do.
Hearing no reply from Shi Yao, the French lecturer uttered another sentence in French. 
This time, Shi Yao partially understood what he was saying. He wanted her to translate what he had just said into Chinese.
However, she was clueless about what he said, so how could she translate it?
Silence ensued, and more and more people turned their gazes over to look at her.
This French lecturer was famous amongst the student populace for being strict. If a student he called out wasn't able to answer his question, he would pose another question to the student. If the student was still unable to answer after three questions, he would have the student stand through his class as punishment… 
Was this going to be the first time in Shi Yao's life that she would be punished in class?
Feeling slightly uncomfortable under the stares of so many people, a shade of red washed over Shi Yao's face. Thinking about the possibility that she could be punished, Shi Yao's grudge against Xia Shangzhou deepened.
Soft Bun isn't speaking at all… Does she not know the answer to the question?
Lin Jiage looked at Shi Yao's reddened ears. Without any hesitation, he reached into his pocket.
As his fingers found his handphone, the French lecturer spoke again.
He repeated the long sentence that he had previously uttered and addressed Shi Yao, "Think about how you should translate this sentence. If you are still unable to translate it, I will give you another sentence to translate later."
Following which, the French lecturer continued, "The name of this young lady is Shi Yao, right? Ok, the boy sitting behind Shi Yao, stand up."
The culprit, Xia Shangzhou, heard the French lecturer calling out Lin Jiage and let out a laugh.
However, he swiftly caught sight of the cold look Lin Jiage was throwing at him and a shudder ran through his body. He quickly stopped himself in fear.
Lin Jiage slowly stood up with one hand in his pocket and the other on the table.
As he was a lot taller than Shi Yao, Shi Yao could feel something was towering over her from behind.
The first question the French lecturer asked Lin Jiage was the same as what he had asked Shi Yao.
"Lin Jiage."
"Year 3 from the Mathematics Faculty."
Lin Jiage casually replied the French lecturer while taking out his handphone from his pocket. He lowered his gaze and searched for Shi Yao's contact from his chat history.
The question the French lecturer posed to Lin Jiage was the same as Shi Yao. He was to translate a sentence as well, just that the sentence he had to work on was different.
While Lin Jiage listening to the question, his eyes remained lowered on his phone as his fingers swiftly strung out a message.
When the French lecturer finished his piece, Lin Jiage paused for three seconds before answering the French lecturer's question composedly. 
As he answered, the movement of his fingers did not stop.
He spoke in a slow but deliberate voice.
His voice was not loud but his enunciation was clear.


To marry Shi Yao, Lin Jiage had resorted to every single trick he could think of, only to fail each time. In the end, he could only turn his gaze to Little Bun.
After hearing Lin Jiage's proposal, Little Bun hooked pinkies with him and replied adorably, "Pleased to work with you!"
Thus——
On the night that Little Bun received a robot, he duped Shi Yao to a restaurant and secretly told Lin Jiage, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you for dinner."
On the night that Little Bun received an Ultraman figurine, he duped Shi Yao to a swimming complex and secretly told Lin Jiage, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you for a swim."
On the night that Little Bun received a train model, he duped Shi Yao to a hotel suite and secretly whispered in Lin Jiage's ear, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you in bed."

When the elevator arrived on the 35th floor, they immediately got out. Finland was amazed at how luxurious the office space on the highest floor was. There were only large office rooms for directors and several meeting rooms. Of course, the biggest room with a large wooden door that was tightly closed was where Caspar did all his work.
Several secretaries and staff passing by in the central office, where the personal staff of the directors worked together, seemed to stare at Finland who had just arrived with Ben. It was very rare for people from the lower office to go up to this floor.
"Please come in, Miss. Master really needs the translation," Ben said loudly as he invited Finland to enter Caspar's office. He knocked on the door twice then opened it, "Good afternoon, Sir. Miss Finland, who can translate the document, has arrived."
Finland entered and disappeared behind the door. She could not say anything for a moment seeing how big and nice the Schneider Group owner's private office was. It was like a smaller version of his penthouse in St. Laurent Hotel.
There was a large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows and a beautiful balcony with lounge chairs surrounded by trees and flowers, then, to the left, there was a room to rest, a private bathroom, and a lounge to delight yourself with a fully equipped minibar.
"Hey..." Caspar, who was sitting at his desk, immediately got up when he saw Finland's arrival. "My interpreter is here..."
His voice sounded nonchalant and Finland was forced to hold back her laughter. Caspar was very creative in thinking of various ways for them to meet without inviting suspicion from his employees. This made Finland's heart pound and her cheeks flushed red.
"I will go now, sir. The translator has arrived and is ready to help you translate the documents." Ben smiled broadly then left the room.
As soon as the door closed, Caspar immediately pulled Finland into his arms and kissed her lips passionately.
"Hmmmm... there are quite a lot of document that need to be translated... I think you will need the whole day to do it..." he whispered in a husky voice and a moment later he devoured Finland's lips greedily. The girl tried desperately to hold back so as not to moan.
"Gosh... what if someone enters?" she whispered, hitting Caspar's shoulder when the man finally let go of her lips.
"Sshh... Aleksis is not here. No one would dare enter my office without me asking them to come or allowing them to enter." Caspar looked very confident. He was the big boss at the company and no one was bold enough to disturb his privacy for fear of being sacked. Only towards his daughter, Aleksis, was he helpless...
A smile curved up on his lips as he remembered when Aleksis and Kara caught them making out in his study room in Germany.
"Well... I can stay here all day, especially if there are sooo many documents to translate..." Finland said with a big smile. She invited Caspar to sit together on the sofa and she immediately leaned her head on her husband's shoulders. "Your office is very nice... I have never seen such a luxurious and large office before..."
"Well, enjoy whatever you want. Whenever you need a comfortable nap or rest with privacy, just let me know, I'll find another document for you to translate... hahaha. Resting here with me is more fun than in the lounge on the 30th floor," Caspar said.
"Uhm... actually, the lounge on the 30th floor is also great. There are plenty of places to rest. There are cabanas, sofas, and various sleeping pods. In my old company, we only had a pantry and meeting rooms."
"Uff... But in the 30th floor we can't rest like this...!!" Caspar said in a mischievous tone, before he suddenly lifted Finland and carried her to his resting room. Finland, who was about to protest, was forced to keep her mouth silent. She didn't want to raise the suspicion of those outside.
Caspar placed her gently on the bed and started kissing her face, her neck, then down to her plump breasts. His hands were slowly taking off their clothes, one by one.
***


*How do immortals live in the modern world? One had been walking the earth for 438 years without ever falling in love. The other one couldn't get over the only woman he loved, even after 100 years.

**What happen when an immortal didn't know he was immortal? After living for almost a century, he still looked like he was 25. So, he thought maybe... maybe he was a freak, a victim of human experimentation during Hitler's time. Growing up, he came to hate humans and their fondness for war and destroying nature. He swore to one day rule the world and decide on which humans got to live. In his book, 'only the good, the strong and the intelligent should live'.

***The wealthiest tycoon was an immortal who was raised in the ivory tower by his overprotective parents. One day he decided to go undercover as poor photographer to make friends with regular people. Alas! Scheming people tricked him to sleep with the most notorious golddiger in Berlin whose only goal in life was to marry a wealthy and powerful man. When she was pregnant with his child, the undercover tycoon wanted to take responsibility but still pretending to be poor. Will he finally let her know that he was wealthy? Why was she so adamant to marry a wealthy and powerful man?

THIS BOOK HAS 3 DIFFERENT STORIES. They are connected, but you can read them as standalone.

1. The Alchemist
2. Aleksis & Prince Siegfried
3. Secret Identity


Volume 1 has fluffy romance, Volume 2 has action/adventure, Volume 3 has comedy, and Volume 4 is a revenge/redemption drama.

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Now that I think back on it, the thing that made me go through all that is yet to happen, started from that job. Maybe if I wouldn't have accepted it nothing like that would have had happened. But who are we to stop fate from happening? I think that in this world we are nothing more than some shadows who come and go and only some of these shadows will leave their imprint in this world, and only if they are crafty enough.

'Sofia, please go and bring me the yellow file that's on Roman's desk'

'Sofia ..... Sofia!'

'Hmm... what?'

'Where is your mind wandering to?'

'Sorry Angela, I just had something on my mind. What did you asked for?'

'The yellow file from Roman's desk, please.'

'Here you go.'

'Thanks. ....Sofia is there something that you want help with? I can help if you want me to!'

'Umm... No, no. There is nothing wrong. Just a memory that came through my mind, nothing more.'

'Oh! Well, if there's something I can help...'

'Yea I know, I can always ask for your help.'

'That's right. Now back to work, we need to finish this project till Wednesday.'

'I'm almost done with it. I think I have another 3 pages to translate and I can give them to you tomorrow.'

'Only if Roman would be the same as you!' She said while looking at the file that only had a few pages. 'I mean, look at this. He only translated 2 pages. How the hell will he translate the other 8 in only two days?'

'Do you want to give some to me to translate them?'

'What ?! No ! He needs to do his job just as we had done ours. We are all implicated in this project.'

'Are you sure?'

'Umm.... I...'

Angela kept looking to the file then at me for some time. You could see how indecisive she was. She really didn't know what to do. When she was about to say something, Roman walked in the library with a huge smile on his face. You could see that he didn't paid even a thought to the work he has to do. When he began to approach our table he saw Angela with his file in hand. I don't want to be mean but the way that his face went from happy to a scared one, was extremely amusing. Not even a second later he turned towards the door wanting to leave just as quickly as he came, but it seemed that Angela managed to read his mind and in 2 seconds she was next to him holding his shirt so hard that he was unable to leave anymore.

How she managed to reach his side so quickly with those 10 inch heels will remain a mystery to me. To say that she was unhappy or mad was too little in comparison to how livid she really was. Just before Roman opened his mouth to say something Angela beat him to it..

'Not even a word. 3 pages? Really?'

'I was busy, ok?'

'Doing what? Chasing after sluts?'

'Don't call her a slut!'

All of a sudden Angela went silent. If you looked at her face you could see that almost all her face color disappeared and she had some unshed tears in her eyes. Not wanting for Roman to see her like that, she took her phone and looked at it with so much interest that you would think that god has sent her a message.

'Umm..... Let's do it like this: I already have done 7 pages and Angela finished hers, so.... We'll take 5 pages from you. But you need to do the remaining 2 pages until tomorrow. Deal?' I said wanting to make the atmosphere better.

'No! Why should I help him?'

'Who asked for your help?'

'Oh, you're right! Well excuse me! Then ask your new girlfriend to help you with them. Sofia let's go, it's seems we are not needed here anymore!'

'Sorry Angela. I can't come.'

'Why?'

'I need to go to a job interview.'

'Oh, ok. Then send me a message after you are done so we can put our work together.' She said while picking her stuff and shoving them in her bag, then she left not even saying a word to Roman. 

It seemed like this time she really was hurt by him. Since I know them, they were always like this. Sofia was in love with Roman and he with her, but they are so stubborn that they would not admit it. And so, Roman would go out with a lot of girls and Sofia would always criticize him because of that. But this time it seems that it's different. From what I could see Sofia reached her limit on how many time she kept quiet , in a way, about his so-called girlfriends. Roman has also reached his limit, but something kept him from going after her. Not having patience anymore I opened my mouth:

'You should go after her if you don't want to lose her.'

'What?'

'Sometimes I wonder just how much of an idiot you really are.'

'What the hell Sofia, why are you saying that I'm an idiot? She started the fight!'

'I didn't say you are, I said "I wonder". And the fight was indeed started by her but you are also at fault cuz' you were really late and you didn't do you part of the job.'

'Ok. Maybe you're right.'

'I'm always right, anyway leaving that aside you should pay attention to what I'm gonna say. There will be a time when Angela won't be single anymore.'

'And what do I have to do with that information?'

'Just shut up and listen. I mean she is beautiful and intelligent, a  fatal combination, and some other guy will see that. So if you don't want to lose her, you need to pull your man pants up and go and tell her what you fell.'

'How did we go from you calling me an idiot to my feelings for Angela?'

'So you admit that you love her?' I said while a smirk appeared on my face. Roman just looked at me and then he got up from the chair that he was sitting on and began walking towards the door. 'You're right' was all he said before he disappeared from my view. 

After that I gathered my stuff and left for my job interview.

Extras chapter 1: Two life times

There was a time when I was just as happy as the people that I see on the streets. That was the time when I was so young and naive and didn't know anything. After that I grew up and the only thing that I was filling my time with was work and studying. I liked my life like that.

But, then, everything changed. My closed ones began to die or disappear, leaving me all alone. All this change happened after meeting him. He.... He was like nobody that I've meet until then, he truly was one of a kind. Little did I know that he would become the thing that will kill me later! He gave me the things that I was seeking. He gave me what I was craving for;

Some of the authors on Webnovels were inspired to write their own stories after reading the works of famous authors. Perhaps some of them believed that they could do a better job. Some of them ran out of things to read, so they decided to write the "story" that they want to read. While others… just want to write a story that they think will be popular to the readers.

Ironically, the stories that they had written also inspired other readers to write their own stories as well. Hopefully, this cycle will never end. So that the future generations will be able to read new and exciting stories that will show them a world filled with sword, magic, cultivation, and Lo--

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Xandarx: There's a reason for them to be famous as they have their style

Zenith: lol.

Xandarx: You can see it from their work, it's true. Like their character has embedded into the book. This is what make them different I think.

Zenith: I know. But not everyone is as great as you show them to be. They learn from their previous works While we are still struggling to finish one.

Xandarx: Yeah, I know.

Zenith: They move on and get better that's where the difference lies. If you see any CN author who made it big, you can see that they had their share of experience before getting there, or for that matter, any author in the Western world.

Murakami: Not necessarily publishing houses only accept works they think will sell.

Zenith: The ones who get it big the first time are rare.

Murakami: So you might not see how they built up to their debut novel. Authors can have 15-20 scrapped novels b4 they debut, and the public don't get to read a single one.

Reili: Yikes.

Xandarx: Yeah.

Zenith: That doesn't make the author lose his experience of writing those scrapped novels that's the point I was making.

Murakami: But it also means that it's more like hit and miss.

Reili: True because they don't get the feedback from fans.

Murakami: They get limited feedback from an agent/editor who doesn't want to read their work.

Zenith: Yeah, but it surely is better than nothing.

Murakami: And they're left with a bunch of abstract and vague advice that they have no idea how to implement.

Reili: If they don't enjoy it, the feedback won't be as insightful.

Zenith: They can learn from their mistakes from reading their own works.

Reili: Well…

Zenith: If possible, from platforms.

Murakami: If they knew how to do that they'd fix it and publish it.

Reili: It would make the process easier if someone who enjoys the book to give them better feedback.

Zenith: It's called rewriting from scratch, and it takes a tonne of time if the author feels more interested in some other idea of his, he would do that.

Reili: I suppose so since the author being inspired will bring his book along.

VKBoy: If the ones giving review are professional editors, then they don't necessarily have to have read your work with immersion because their suggestions will still likely cover the basic flaws that amateurish writers usually make.

Reili: Point taken.

Zenith: Yeah.

Murakami: @VKBoy if they spot those errors they'll put down the manuscript after the first page

Reili: Then again, its a little bit like movie critics. They may hate the movie, but fans love it.

Zenith: Yeah.

Murakami: And then send a reply saying, "Don't send in another manuscript until you learn how to write properly."

Zenith: Professionals in the said field prefer not taking risks. Especially in movies, but books, you can keep trying.

VKBoy: Well, if there are errors in the first page itself, that's a whole different thing, lol.

Reili: True.

Murakami: No, but a good editor can tell the writing quality from just the first page even if you've crafted it perfectly, they can just tell that the rest will be shit.

Reili: You have to also take into account of one punch man. The original comic looks terrible, but the redraw made it amazing.

Zenith: That's smartness of the creator.

VKBoy: Well, in one punch man's case, it got attention from the companies after it got popular in the online communities.

Reili: So a persons writing and grammar may be terrible, but with a little editing, the story itself could be amazing.

Zenith: You can let the editor do the Shi*t and focus on your story, It works.

Overlord Venus: Yeah, solo leveling is a good example. The story is bland.

Reili: But it would also help if the author re-reads the edit to make sure the essence of their story is still there.

HavenlyJeep: Essence and core backbone.

Zenith: @Reili It depends on what the author wants, and how much work he is willing to put in.

Reili: @Zenith true.

VKBoy: Of course, some editors just butcher the style of the author.

Reili: Same but honestly I just use Grammarly and the read aloud function in word to make sure the chapter makes sense.

Zenith: You can learn about writing, grammar, editing if you truly want. It is just the question of, would you?

Reili: I'm more into thinking up ideas and writing them than editing.

VKBoy: Editing is also writing, mate. Rewriting is where real writing lies.

Zenith: It's a skill in writing a story, but your choice.

Reili: Point taken.

Murakami: You can't be a writer without being an editor.

Zenith: Editing it yourself can help you keep the heart of the story.

Reili: That being said, the more I write, the better my basic grammar became.

Zenith: You will keep the feels right.

Reili: Editing is now part of the process.

Zenith: And not make it just sound or look better, you give what the story wants
And that is a great thing.

Reili: Creative freedom.

Zenith: I want to learn grammar and revise what I learned.

VKBoy: @Zenith Learning grammar will take years, so take it slow and steady. That way, memories stick with you for longer times.

Reili: I do read mtl sometimes since I can't wait for chaps, but then I find myself reading in broken English and must stop.

Murakami: I'd like to correct that statement VKBoy. Learning grammar is easy
learning "usage" is hard.

VKBoy: lol, if you read mtl, your IQ drops. Believe me, this can affect a person's writing skill in the long run.

Reili: Definitely, which is why I stopped.

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Author's Notes

I'm sure you've read this a few times in the previous chapters, but I had been reading MTL chapters for the past few years. I usually read "Completed" stories, and most of them are around 2-4k chapters each. Of course, I read the translated chapters first. After I reach the latest translated chapter, I will immediately jump to *cough* Google Translate.

Yeah~ I know. Reading chapters through Google Translate was the most…epic mistake I did in the past. I've finished World Defying Dan God, Battle Through the Heavens uhh…and a few more novels using Google Translate.

In the later years, I discovered lnmtl.com, which gave me a better translation (at least the names of the characters are not written like Cloud Che instead of Yun Che (Against the Gods). 

To be perfectly honest, If I didn't start writing, I would have continued to read these machine translated chapters even now. Reading MTL works if English is not your first language.

This is something that those with English as their main language will scoff at. However, for those who just want to read. As in reading something without worrying about anything else, then they won't care even if it's a machine translated chapter. As long as they will be able to read the NEXT chapter, then it's all good.

This is also the reason why I admire translators. If not for them, these stories that we are not aware of will not be able to grace us with their presence. I would like to thank the translators of my favorite novels like Lord of Mysteries, Release that Witch, Against the Gods, Cultivation Chatgroup, Second Coming of Avarice, and so many other titles that I won't be able to list here.

To my beloved readers, if there will come a time when you feel like writing a story of your own and you're reading machine translated chapters, please stop now. I'm saying this for your own good. 

I understand how you feel. Believe me I do, but for the sake of the story you're going to write in the future, heed my advice. Stop now, while you still have the chance. Learning how to write from scratch with broken English is a painful process.

Then again, if you find an editor who is a masochist, consider yourself lucky. Let them clean up your mess for you, so you can focus on writing your story, and learn the art of writing while you write.

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The class slowly filled in as students took their seats. Jin was surprised to see a new teacher today, it was a tall man carrying a thin long book. He explained himself to be the teacher in charge of explaining the meridians and basics of soul force. 

Wei Jin was quite curious about how the people of this city compared to those of the ancient world. He had read the books about this yesterday and quite amazed at how the body of the people in this world is structured. It was very different from the basic human back on earth. It looked mostly the same at first glance but there were some subtle changes that made all the difference.

The lecture went on about explaining various basic concepts which he found out to be complete bullshit. 

("This is quite odd…") Jin thought to himself. 
("If everyone derives their knowledge from the same source then why is the information so corrupted? The easiest explanation would be the 'withering through the passage of time', but it simply isn't enough! 

I believe that noble families of the old world restricted their knowledge so that the common rabble won't get out of hand. After they died, everything was lost. People now can't even read those old books and have grown lazy enough to not even attempt to translate it. A single decade should be enough for even an ordinary person to translate the whole set of books perfectly. Not to mention these memory amped cultivators. After all, who would spend years studying a book when you could do more fun things like pillage someone else's work or find other sources. 

Not many people have the patience to sit and read. Besides if you just sit and read, you would start having problems feeding yourself. In this day and age, dying from hunger is a real issue. Sigh… this is why modern countries specifically establish research organizations and institutes.") 

The next teacher was actually another man with ridiculously muscular physic. His deep burrowed eyes scared the shit out of even the most uppity kid. 

He took everyone out to the courtyard and taught us how to punch and kick properly. The bare basics of martial arts. 

All in all, the day ended with everyone punching a 'cushioned' wooden post till exhaustion. 

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A reincarnated MC. 

That's enough for an introduction.

[It starts off a bit fast, but then slows down after the first couple of chapters. Give it some time to start setting in...]

Having completed the first step to forming a research club, Fern feels like she and Emily might actually be successful. Although Fern will have to work hard to fully solidify her foundation, at least it exists. Rather than solely focusing on short-term problems, she can look into the future and anticipate the potential. Invigorated with optimism that only a naive student can have, Fern goes to tell Prof. Jameson about her deal with Sarah Martin. 

After walking to Jameson's office, Fern knocks on his door and hopes that he is not busy. Luckily, Jameson is just doing some reading and Fern enters with no problem. 

Seeing how Fern is smiling with a big grin and could jump out of her chair any second, Jameson quickly infers how her conversation with Martin went. He smiles and says, "good news?" 

"Great news! Dr. Martin said that I can grow plants for my experiment while helping her project. To get continued support, I just have to prove that my experiment has value by the end of the summer." 

"That's great, Fern." Happy that his student is achieving success, Jameson smiles like a doting parent whose child got 100% on a spelling quiz. Thinking about how Dr. Martin is more strict and stone-faced than he is, Jameson says, "I may think your experiment has value, but Dr. Martin will probably be hard to convince. Don't start slacking now." 

Knowing that she has her work cut out for her, Fern semi-seriously salutes and says, "Yes, sir!" 

Going along with the gimmick, Jameson nods and chastely says, "Dismissed!" 
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Fern and Emily reunite for dinner in the dining hall. After the two have purchased their food and sat down, Fern quickly fills Emily in how it went with Jameson and Martin. 

Happy that Fern has gotten a research position and funding, Emily lifts up her milk carton and signals for Fern to do the same. "Cheers!" Acting like they are businesswomen that just made a very lucrative deal, they clink their drinks together and celebrate. 

Once the two are done basking in their happiness, Emily frowns and says, "I know I said I would get funding for the club, but I don't know how to do that. 

Fern only has guaranteed support for the summer. The two need to get reliable long-term funding and resources. 

"Well..." Fern offers, "Jameson said that I could apply for grants and scholarships." 

Resting her chin on her hand, Emily plays with a piece of hair that escaped her ponytail and says, "Even with that, we are depending on someone else to support the research. I would rather be mostly independent." 

Mimicking Emily, Fern also rests her chin on her hand and asks, "Don't most clubs do bake sales, or bracelet sales, or something? We could do that." 

Striking Fern's idea down, Emily says, "I think we'll need to make more money than what those get." 

"Well... my part of the club is based in my major, so your part should be based in your major. Could we use communications to raise funds?" 

After staring at a random speck on the wall for a while, Emily says, "yeah!" Like a lightbulb went off in her head, Emily says, "We can start a science newsletter! It would be used to spread information about how your research is going and maybe some new science that is coming out." 

"We'll sell subscriptions?" 

"Heck no, who's going to pay for a newsletter written by first-year students? We can get profits from advertising and donations. Maybe, later on, we can sell subscriptions." 

Energetic because she finally knows how she can get funding for the club, Emily starts rattling off things that she'll need to do. Occasionally Fern tries to jump in and offer to help but gets immediately rejected. Those interjections go something like this: 

"I can translate the scientific papers into layman's terms-" 

"No, no. You focus on doing the science stuff; someone else can translate. I got this, trust me!" 

"I can do-" 

"Shhhh" 

Eventually, Fern gives up and listens to Emily as she thinks out loud. After Emily runs out of steam, Fern offers to help once again. Emily just nods her hand and says, "I will definitely ask for help if I need it. Don't worry." 

Pivoting towards another topic, Emily raises her eyebrow and says, "Anyways, excited to go to that art gallery tomorrow?" 

Fern is gobsmacked at the audacity to be talking about going out immediately after listening to all the stuff she has to do. On top of that all, Emily knows how much stuff Fern has to do. 

"Didn't you just tell me to trust you and not to worry? How are you already talking about slacking off?" 

Pretending to be offended, Emily gasps and says, "It's not slacking off. I'm just maintaining a healthy work-life balance." 

Not to mention, the most she can do is post an online application form for Ontario University students, but that takes 20 minutes maximum. Emily cannot do much without the help of other people. In the first place, why go through the effort of setting up the club is no one joins?

Having never truly experienced a healthy work-life balance, Fern looks at Emily skeptically and says, "uh-huh." 

Before the two friends go their separate ways, they setup actual plans to go out. Not one to fully relax, Fern also sets the rule that they have to go buy green pea seeds. Not only are they closer to Mendel's experiment than flowers, but they are also agriculturally relevant for Dr. Martin.

A young university student, Fern, is a mess. She has yet to find something that makes her feel passionately excited. 

When Fern receives a bad mark on a research project proposal, she is forced to seek help from a professor and discovers the magic of biology. 

As Fern pursues her fascination with the field, she and her friends will inadvertently revolutionize the world's understanding of the planet and its inhabitants.

Before you start reading I would like to have a word with you all.

This story is purely a work of fiction with any resemblance to any person living or dead being purely coincidental.

The story is set in the 18th century and I may be wrong about certain things of that era but then it is an imaginary work so forgive me for any errors.

Also, this book is copyright protected so it is an offence to copy, reproduce or translate this book in any way.I would expect you to inform me if you see anybody copying this work anywhere.

This is a sequel to Beauty and the Vampires but you do not necessarily have to read the first book in order to understand the second.You can read it as a standalone book.

I don't have a fixed schedule for writing as I tend to get very busy at times.However, I will try to update as and when I get time.Do follow me if you want to get regular updates on the story and keep checking my message board.

Most importantly, enjoy reading this book! :)

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