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Fang Qingyu has a special talent that he could see profession tags of others, which, in most cases, are Student, Deliveryman and Driver. However, one day when he steps into a martial arts hall, he notices a special tag above the couch's head. The red words read: Martial Artist.

As the arcane tide surges in reverse, conflict and death once again sweep across the land.Foreign races rise, dragons roar, and abyssal demons stir in the depths.The Transcendent wield divine might in mortal flesh, greedily coveting the gods’ forbidden domains—unaware that the deities, silent for tens of thousands of years, have already opened their eyes. In such a turbulent age, the protagonist Roland relies on his unique profession interface to break free from conventional class-change restrictions, gaining special effects. [Blacksmith Apprentice] → [Humble Apprentice][Recruit] → [Battle-Ready][Scholar] → [Focused Study] More than that, different professions can resonate with one another, granting additional bonuses: [Blacksmith Apprentice] + [Recruit] = [Tempered Through Trials][Blacksmith Apprentice] + [Scholar] = [Standardized Production][Recruit] + [Scholar] = [Theory and Practice] Every path leads to unknown power, and every breakthrough carries him one step farther from the shackles of mortality. Holding multiple professions—scraping by in a chaotic age?No.Omniscient. Omnipotent. Standing at the pinnacle of the world.

This young man in his early life as a teenager is considered to be a talent born once every century. A modern Shakespeare. Highly regarded by thousands of people all around the globe with his tear-jerking creations of love story that will make men and women cry. In short, a genius. But everyone knew of his true nature. Despite being awarded countless awards as one of the best romance author in the whole world, he's... clueless. Everything about love. His cold demeanor and a stone cold face shows no signs of attractions or feelings to anyone. He doesn't feel any attraction to anyone. Now, he enters the first years of his high school life. Several interesting characters entered his life in which fate clearly planned to. Will he be able to feel the feelings of the character he writes in his novels or will he just be the same old, cold and heartless, 'Void Writer'? AUTHOR'S NOTE: As much as I'd like to reference real books in the real world in this story, I'm afraid that I cannot since there's copyrights and licensing protecting those things. And I'm not going to risk it. So that's why most of the books in this story will be made up by me.

Web novel writer Jin Han-sol, who had an unfortunate accident on a trip to England to clear his head, said, “This is… Big Ben?” When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the middle of the British Empire of the 19th century, where romance, literature, and racism breathed! You have to survive somehow, from the dockworker to the rich maid to the babysitter! The opportunity that came to him who had worked so hard that his feet were sweating, “Teacher! No, author! I’m glad to see you now!!” “…… You’re a writer?” “He’s the best writer of novels in London right now.” That chance, a fiction writer? At this time, the writing of the Great Moon, which will change the world with a single pen, begins to give cider to the bastards of the British Empire! _________ Release Schedule: 3 Chapters on Wednesday and 4 Chapters on Sunday

Lu Shi returned to the British Isles in 1900 and inadvertently swept through the literary world, simultaneously leaving behind the proverb: "In the aspect of treating others, Great Britain has always been inappropriate." In the generations to come, the British people often recall this with deep emotion, pondering what kind of international spirit could make a Chinese person so deeply troubled by Great Britain, leaving behind such a prophecy...

The Unquiet Life of a Webnovel Writer Jennifer is 40, tired, and ready for a quiet life. But one Saturday afternoon, her landlady asks, “Do you believe we are all products of someone else’s stories?” Suddenly, every unfinished wish-fulfillment fantasy Jennifer ever published starts moving into her apartment building. An 18-year-old stud of an alpha werewolf? Nah, his Alpha Dad is definitely hotter. A golden-haired prince on a white horse? Wth, why was the horse in her lobby? And she distinctly remembers writing him a tsundere Duke of an Uncle. Now the world is bending to accommodate her webnovels. “Why are all of you here, and why are you so inconvenient?” And out of the blue, her childhood friend—older, wiser, and back from abroad—wants to pick up where they left off decades ago. “I’m very sure I didn’t write you.” Oh, and the alien invasion outside her building? Yeah, she shouldn't have started the sci-fi LitRPG. Now the world is about to end. Jennifer is very, very sorry. Author’s Notice Regarding Narrative Deviations This is a formal notice to inform all readers that the current story has deviated significantly from its originally stated premise. The initial scope of the work included, but was not limited to: • Alpha werewolves requiring pack management • Interpersonal dynamics within supernatural hierarchies • The occasional prince dropping out of college Said scope did not include: • Extraterrestrial involvement • Global-scale invasions • Alien roaches of any size or classification The author acknowledges that such developments may be unexpected. An apology is hereby issued for any confusion, emotional distress, or genre whiplash caused by these unforeseen circumstances. In response to anticipated inquiries: Q: “How were these events unforeseen? Aren’t you the author?” A: The author maintains that she is, to the best of her knowledge, the author. However, narrative control appears to be, at present, a collaborative and loosely regulated process. Characters have demonstrated a tendency to: • Act independently • Escalate situations without approval • Introduce plot elements of questionable necessity (see: alien roach invasion) Readers are therefore advised that: 1. The narrative may continue to evolve unpredictably. 2. Genre boundaries are to be considered flexible. 3. Any resemblance to a “cosy romcom” is purely coincidental at this stage. By continuing, readers agree to accept the story in its current form, including all action, sci-fi elements, romantic developments, dramatic turns, and general chaos. Thank you for your understanding. — katisnow (provisionally in control) Footnotes [1] For readers seeking narratives that are marginally more well-behaved, you may refer to the author’s other works. While no guarantees are made, some stories have thus far refrained from introducing alien species without prior notice. [2] “Well-behaved” is a relative term and may still include emotional damage, questionable life choices, and dramatic plot twists. [3] The author accepts no responsibility if said “better-behaved” stories also spiral unexpectedly. Historical precedent suggests this is a non-zero possibility.

"No" a daily worker lost his job as a delivery boy. An uncle suggested he should write books as he had a good knowledge of English. He searched through the internet to find the most secure way to get a writings career. A friend of his named Fa suggested him to write on webnovel that can provide him with a secured monthly income which was enough to support his current life. A new web novel writer who wanted to write a good story to get paid. He did not have had any job or any other method to earn money. Even he didn't have any money in his bank account only a broken down phone and an old desktop in his possession. Lastly, he didn't have any idea what he was going to write. He asked his friend what should he write he doesn't have much grammatical knowledge. His friend advises him to write anything that is readable and should have a good storyline. "No" buys a pen to write the draft of the story he was about to write on paper. But the thing was that he was not just writing in his paper but writing the fate of the great heroes and villains in other dimensions. The pen bound him to write and dictate the stories he had written to the great or else he can't go out of a domain that trapped him by that pen. Backing way means death what can he do. He writes and writes until he finishes a story to tell the great one. The stories are so chaotic that they never made sense. Whatever now he can get his freedom and lay on his chair to sip on some juice and forget about all the things that previously happened to him. Who is the great one? What does he want? But the pen wouldn't let him leave that easily. After all, it's bounded to him. When he was relaxing the pen was grinning at him from the sideline. " There's a lot left to come, just enjoy this moment "

After a reenactment weekend, Goose Tucker inadvertently brings home Civil War soldier Jefferson Eaves’ diary and is shocked to discover Jefferson’s spirit has come along, too.<br><br>Through the diary, Jefferson tells Goose about his true love, Calvin, who was a former slave who fought for the Union. With no record of Calvin’s death or service found, Goose figures Jefferson might not want to cross over until Calvin receives due recognition.<br><br>Jefferson also speaks of an acorn planted as a sign of commitment to their future. When reenactment leader Patrick O’Hanlon calls looking for the diary, he tells Goose about his plans to return down south to protest the chopping down of an old oak tree. Is this the tree that grew from Calvin and Jefferson’s acorn?<br><br>Goose, with Jefferson in tow, decides to go with Patrick to find out. What happens between the four men once there is a lesson in healing and love.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"