this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something


"According to your situation, I suggest you raise a British Shorthair," Zhang Zian said to a customer who was hesitating about buying a cat.
"OK, let me consider." The customer had not decided yet.
"Eeek!"
Zhang Zian was startled, and he looked back to the stairwell to the second floor. He saw Pi extend its little head and beckon to him quietly, and then immediately withdrew its head.
"What is that sound?" The customer looked around and wondered. "Mr. Store Manager, do you have other pets besides cats, dogs, and birds?"
"No, I don't. It is the old stairs that creak when they are stepped upon." Zhang Zian made up an excuse. "Feel free to look at the pets here, and if you have any problems, you can ask the cashier for help. Now excuse me, I need to go upstairs."
After he finished the words, he quickly went back upstairs.
Recoiling in fear, Pi was waiting for him in front of the living room.
"What's wrong, Pi? Did something happen? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He asked a series of questions.
Prior to this, Pi had never gone downstairs to find him. That was why he worried that something had happened to Pi. His greatest concern was that Pi may fall ill. He didn't know how to cure an Imaginative Elfin. Even if he could find a way to cure it, others would know about the fact that he was raising a monkey.
"Eeek!"
Pi pointed to the tablet computer anxiously, but it didn't look like it was sick.
Zhang Zian didn't understand what it was trying to say. "Go type on the desktop computer."
They entered the living room together. Pi jumped onto the swivel chair and typed in the Word document: I have tried several books, and only parts of the books could be read.
Zhang Zian didn't understand anything at first. He looked at the tablet computer, and he immediately relaxed and laughed. "Because the following chapters are only accessible until I have recharged my account. And I haven't, of course you can't read them."

Puzzled, Pi typed: Recharge?
"Yes, although web novels are not written on paper as the physical books are; just like rice, computers, drinking water, and clothes, they are also the products of the labor of others. Readers need to pay for most of the relatively exciting web novels. If the authors could not get paid for their labor, who would sit on the computer every night? Who does not know that playing games or watching movies is more comfortable than writing novels?" Zhang Zian explained.
Pi typed: Is it very expensive to recharge?
Zhang Zian said to himself that the price of reading online novels was indeed inexpensive, but the reading speed of Pi was too fast… However, he did not want Pi to have a psychological burden. So, he said casually, "As a pastime, reading online novels is very cheap, at least it is much cheaper than looking for a girlfriend... Pi, in which app do you mainly read online novels? I'll put some money in that app."
Pi was pointing at an icon on the screen of the tablet computer.
"Well, let me see how I can recharge my account in it." Zhang Zian took over the tablet computer, deliberately avoiding the eyes of Pi, and estimating how much money should be put in the app according to the reading speed of Pi. Finally, he made up his mind and added 1,000 Yuan into his account. 
"Well, Pi, you can choose whatever books you like." He handed the tablet back to it.
"Eeek!"
Pi took over the tablet and tried to open the previously locked chapters. Sure enough, it could read those chapters now. It immediately sat on the wicker hanging chair and enjoyed reading the novels.
Intimidated by the rapid reading speed of Pi, Zhang Zian felt sorry for his wallet. Pi really liked online novels so much that it actually went downstairs to find him for help.
Despite spending 1,000 Yuan on the reading app, Zhang Zian felt the money was well spent. Because Pi could read online novels from now on, it would not have such a great demand on physical novels, thus saving him a lot of time. He could devote more of his time to the day-to-day operations of his pet shop.
The only thing he was not sure of, was reading online novels a senseless measure for Pi? There were numerous online novels that even Pi could not finish reading in the foreseeable future. Would Pi increasingly isolate itself?

For the time being, he could not think of any other way. He had no choice but to let time tell him how Pi would turn out.
...
Pi gradually let its guard down in the pet shop. It no longer kept holding the untitled book all the time. When it was reading in the wicker hanging chair, it would casually put the untitled book next to the laptop on the desk.
Staring at the screen of the tablet intently, it was reading a wonderful part of a novel. It had just finished reading a chapter and swiped the screen gently with its finger as the page jumped to the next chapter.
"Pi, don't spend all your time reading books; get up and move around."
Pi looked up and saw that Zhang Zian had come to the wicker hanging chair and was looking at it with worry.
"Eeek!"
It waved its hand, suggesting that it would rest after finishing the current chapter. And then it lowered its head and continued reading. 
"Pi!"
Pi felt that Zhang Zian's tone sounded unusual. It looked up blankly, as if asking him what was going on. 
Zhang Zian said seriously, "Pi, you have been reading books for five consecutive hours, and you need to get up and move. Otherwise, you may be subject to some health issues. I'm playing hide-and-seek with Galaxy. Do you want to join us?"
"Meow!"
Galaxy appeared from behind him, staring at Pi with its silver-gray eyes.
"Meow! Pi, come and play hide-and-seek together?"
Pi looked alternately at both of them. Their expressions were very serious. Their eyes were full of fear and anxiety. They were clearly worried about Pi.
"Eeek?"
Pi stretched out a palm. It was asking if it had been reading for five hours.

Zhang Zian nodded. "Yes, when I got up in the morning, I discovered that you were reading. At that time, it was before 7 o'clock. Now it is 12 o'clock noon. I have just finished lunch and you haven't moved for at least five hours."
"Eeek."
Pi put down the tablet and jumped off the chair. Suddenly, it staggered and almost lost its balance. 
Zhang Zian rushed to support it. "Pi, are you okay?"
After reading books in the same posture for a long time, Pi found that the joints all over its body were stiff, especially the joints of its neck. Every time Pi moved its neck, it would creak like a rusted bearing. Its legs were already numb and couldn't move freely. 
"Eeek…"
Leaning its whole body against Zhang Zian, Pi put out a finger and wrote words in his palm: I'm fine. I will recover after taking a rest.
Zhang Zian looked at the frail Pi and could not help secretly regretting his choice. Why did he let Pi read online novels? Since Pi had nothing else to do, it would be fascinated by books. If Pi finished reading the limited number of physical books, it could take a rest. However, there were too many online novels. That was why it kept reading one book after another without resting.
He helped Pi into the wicker hanging chair to let it lie down and rest. He and Galaxy stood next to it to guard it. 
"Eeek."
Pi turned its head inwards, covering its face with its hands.
Zhang Zian guessed that it was saying "I'm sorry". So, he comforted it, "There is nothing to be sorry for, Pi, you just need to pay attention to the time you spend in reading."
Pi nodded.
After a while, the numbness in its legs vanished, and Pi jumped up from the wicker hanging chair despite Zhang Zian's concern.
"Eeek?"
It repeatedly raised its hands to cover its eyes and then removed its hands.

"Pi, do you want to play hide-and-seek with us?" Zhang Zian guessed its meaning.
Pi nodded, looking at Zhang Zian with uncertainty. "Eeek?"
"Of course, you are welcome to join us at any time." Zhang Zian laughed. "Right, Galaxy?"
"Meow! Welcome!" Galaxy said happily. "Let's play hide-and-seek together!"
"Wait a minute, I'm going to ask Famous to play with us. That guy has been sleeping all day long. It's time for it to wake up." Zhang Zian rushed downstairs.
After a while, he returned to the second floor with the sleepy Famous and asked, "Who is going to be the seeker? Let's decide by playing rock-paper-scissors! Ready? Rock, paper, scissors!"
Before anyone had time to refuse, he had arbitrarily decided that the seeker would be selected through rock-paper-scissors.
"Meow! Paper!"
"Eeek!"
"Excuse me?" said Famous. 
As a result, both Zhang Zian and Pi formed scissors with their hands, while Famous and Galaxy formed paper with their hands.
"Wow, ha-ha. Either of you will become the seeker!" Zhang Zian smirked.
Famous stared at its claws helplessly. "You're cheating! Galaxy and I can only form the shape of paper with our hands..."
"That I don't care!" Zhang Zian scoffed. "Anyway, which one of you will be the seeker? I don't think you two can decide by playing rock-paper-scissors. Would you like to flip a coin?"
He magically pulled out a coin and bounced it into the air. The coin fell back into his palm and was covered by his other hand.
"Heads or tails? Who will guess first?" he asked.
"Meow! Heads!" Galaxy answered first.


Famous was even more speechless. Isn't it obvious that I will lose to Galaxy when it comes to guessing heads or tails? The probability of me winning is simply zero!
Zhang Zian looked at Famous mischievously and asked, "Famous, so you will choose tails?"
"No, I don't choose either side. I admit defeat." Famous sighed. "Forget it, I'll be the seeker. Why are you bullying me today?"
"What are you talking about? We were not bullying you! You lost in the rock-paper-scissors!" Zhang Zian laughed. "Just go to count—right, you must not use your sense of smell to seek us, you will be cheating if you do!"
"You are in no position to accuse others of cheating!" Famous reluctantly found a corner. Facing the wall, it closed its eyes and said, "1,2,3,4..."
Galaxy first sought a place to hide. Zhang Zian squeezed its eyes to Pi and gestured that they should hide in different places.
Pi had seen Zhang Zian and Galaxy play hide-and-seek before, but it was the first time that Pi personally participated in this game. It had been staying in the living room almost all the time and was not familiar with other rooms. Since it did not know where to hide, it finally hid itself under the desk.
After counting to 100, Famous opened its eyes and looked around. If Famous could use its sense of smell, it would be very easy for Famous to find the hiders. Even if its sense of smell was not allowed in this game, Famous just needed to spend more time to find them. After all, the pet shop was not a very large space. 
Famous had a bright idea. It yelled, "Stop hiding, I saw you!"
"Eeek!"
Since Pi was playing hide-and-seek for the first time, it didn't know that Famous was playing tricks. Believing that Famous had really spotted it, Pi got panicked and got out from the desk. Bang! It moved too fast and its head slammed into the desk.
"Eeek!"
Pi was in so much pain that it fell and sat on the ground, grabbing its head and sobbing.
The desk swayed twice, and the untitled book at the corner of the desk fell to the floor and spread out.


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

The guard in the black suit costume pushed lightly on Lexi's shoulder, enough to push her out from the hospital-like building.
Lexi staggered for a bit before she regained her footing again. With a mad face, she turned her head to the guard. A few moments later she averted her eyes to somewhere else.
She was no longer mad. Instead she was calmer than before.
Lexi looked around her and she realized that she was not in the same place like in the 21st century anymore. Instead she was inside a place with a big building with advanced technologies.
Whether it was on the ground or on the air, much weird and advanced transportation was moving here and there.
Lexi opened her mouth in awe. She never expected that she would transmigrate into a place like this.
After she woke up and the guard brought her to her changing room, Lexi began to think about everything that happened to her.
Lexi believed she was transmigrating into another body with the same name.
The owner of this body is also named as Lexi and she was actually a young girl with 16 years old. In the past, Lexi was almost 27 years old. She should be 27 years old when Luke confessed to her.
Thinking about Luke, it makes Lexi feel a bit guilty.
Anyway, the original Lexi was already dead when she was doing a job: being a Racer and also a Guardian in the Deadly Car Racing.
From the memory of the original body, this century has one extremely famous yet dangerous job called The Deadly Car Racing. It was extremely dangerous and each road was filled with many kinds of dangerous things. Many car racers have died in this job but no one cares about their life as the payment was really worthy.
In this Deadly Car Racing, a team must be established. There is no limited number of members as long as the requirements for a team establishment are followed.
Inside a team, there must be six important positions to be completed; Racer, Guardian, Fighter, Hacker, Paramedic and Mechanic.
The original Lexi died when a large machine hit her and buried her deep into the ground.
"I couldn't believe she would die just like that, just because of the hit...*cough* *cough* that's truly shameful," Lexi snorted while crossing her hands onto her big chest.
The hospital-like building she just stepped out a few moments later is a hospital provided for all the people who wounded or died from the Car Racing. Since the technologies were too advanced in this century, the doctors inside the hospital didn't really feel weird when they saw Lexi wake up from the dead because with the current technologies, they can even revive back the dead.
If they know that the original Lexi is already dead and the current Lexi is occupying this body now, they might be...
Well, Lexi also wants to know what their reaction is as well.
The original Lexi has a younger brother, his age is 10 years old. His name is Oscar Sydney. Besides the blood-relative younger brother, Lexi also has a stepmother; Janet Thomas. Janet wasn't Lexi's real stepmother as she never married to her father but Janet already took care of Lexi and Oscar as her own children since they were little.
Lexi and Oscar lost their family around 9 years ago, where there was a war between the Tanggol Nation and the enemy neighbourhood, the Iron Sun Nation. After two years, the Deadly Car Racing became famous between these two countries.
Tanggol Nation is the current Nation where Lexi was transmigrated into. Tanggol Nation was a big nation which was surrounded by tall and strong walls which were made by the strongest metal in this century. This wall is called the High Sky Wall; the height is taller than the Everest Mountain in the 21st century.
The place outside of the High Sky Wall is where the racing car takes places; the Deadly Racing Territory.
Whilst inside the High Sky Wall, the Tanggol Nation is divided into six cities; City A, City B, City C, City D, City E and City F.
The current city where her family and Lexi lived is inside the City E. Since the previous owner has a little yet happy family, Lexi should cherish them too and help the family to live in a better place.
Even though this wasn't the 21st century and has advanced technologies, it didn't perish the racism between the socials of the people. The people still have the same thinking which is; the poor or weak people live their life like a hell while the wealthy and strong people can do whatever they want. This means that if the people are weak or poor, they could only live in an average state.
Lexi's family hasn't been rich since the beginning and Janet only depends on her payment as a housewife for their food each day. In this century, although you are just an unemployed person, you still paid at least 100 Silver each week.
(Types of money; Gold, Silver and Copper. 1 Gold: 100 Silver. 1 Silver: 100 Copper.)
With the memory of the original owner, Lexi found her way back home. She walked through all the streets and she watched everything at her sight.
The people from this century have so many different shapes and colours from the 21st century. If Lexi never watched the movie of Guardian Galaxy, she would probably faint due to the different colour of the people's skin. These people actually have the same shape and colour from the Guardian Galaxy. Except they had more advanced technologies; *like the movies of Alita; The Battle of Angel* *Coughs*....
'Am I really in the real world... Or did I transmigrate into some kind of books or games? I have read many books about transmigration that transmigrated into books or games. Nah, I don't think so... I didn't have any memory about movies or books or games about places like this. Even the Deadly Car Racing also looks new to me...'
Lexi walked through one of the streets where business is around here full of restaurants. Just when she smells one of the food scents, she feels as if she wants to puke.
That smell is really disgusting...!!
Where is that smell coming from?

Lexi, a multi-talented person died because of an incident when the boat is suddenly being ambushed by rebellion people.

Her soul transmigrate to 5000 years later when all the technology become more advance than the 21st century.

What makes this new life interesting is that there is a deadly and dangerous job called as the Deadly Car Racing in this century. Even though it is dangerous, it pays a life-worth fee.

Lexi become one of the car racer and she was very excited to this new adventure. Because this Deadly Car Racing is 1000x not normal.

By hiding her identity, she become the renown and feared racer.

She is after all the Dark Rosette.

As for the system, Pan Jun had deep feelings. He knew people who felt they were qualified would struggle to grab the opportunity. Some of them that were qualified might even fail because it also partly depended on their relationships.
"There was also a supplement in the county concerning the self-employed doctors like you," he said. "I heard that it was put forward by county magistrate Dai."
"What kind of the supplement is?" Wang Yao asked.
"To add two places for the people out of the system," Pan Jun said.
"Two places?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yeah, it's very few," Pan Jun replied. "My suggestion is that you'd better use your relationships."
Pan Jun knew something about Wang Yao's interpersonal relationships. They were very powerful. Tian Yuantu could even help him in this matter, among others.
"Ah, let me think about it," Wang Yao said. "Come on, let me check again."
Wang Yao gave the patient a massage three times. Each was 30 minutes. The effects were so obvious that the swelling on his ankle was almost reduced. It was no longer like what it was when he had come in. At that time, his foot could not touch the floor. He had to walk with the support of others. 
"Good, I will prescribe some medicine for you," Wang Yao said.
He prescribed two medicines. They were usually used to promote blood circulation to dispel blood stasis.
"And, you need to soak your foot in hot water," Wang Yao said.
"Okay, thanks," the patient replied. "How much?"
"150," Wang Yao said.
The young man following his father said, "That's so expensive!" It was an embarrassing response.
"Expensive?" Pan Jun on the side could not put up with it.
The massage was well over an hour and its effects were extraordinary good. In his view, it would cost $200 for the massage in the outpatient department in the hospital. Plus, Wang Yao had also supplied him with some medicines.
"Not expensive, not expensive," the middle-aged man hurriedly said. He then gave Wang Yao the money. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Wang Yao replied. "You need to be more active. Don't stay sedentary, but you still should not do too much."
"Okay, I see." The patient and his son then left the clinic.
"Dad, it's like what I said to you," the son said. "They charged $150 just for a massage and some simple medicines. How black-hearted they are!"
"Ah, I won't come again," the middles-aged man said. He was distressed by the cost.
The reason they did not go to the hospital was that having the ultrasound testing and examination in the hospital would cost more. They thought the expense at the clinic would be lower. It never occurred to them that it would cost more than $100.
"They must be complaining," Pan Jun said in the clinic.
"Ah," Wang Yao said with a smile.
His hearing was extraordinary, even beyond the imagination of common people. In fact, he could partly hear the conversation of the father and his son. Wang Yao thought, Was it expensive? Not really. It was actually rather cheap.
"They could never be satisfied," Pan Jun said. "You should not let them bother you."
"Never mind," Wang Yao replied.
However, he was fooling himself if he said he would not take it seriously. Who would want complaints and blames after making such a great effort, especially doctors who wished to relieve patients' pain by the difference they made? But, the relationship between doctors and patients was complex.
"When do you think when I could learn about massage?" Pan Jun asked.
"Have you recognized all acupoints, channels and collaterals?" Wang Yao responded.
"Almost all," Pan Jun replied.
"Good, let me give you a test," Wang Yao said. "Is it an acupoint?" He readily touched the back of Pan Jun's head with his finger.
"Ah, it is fengchi point," Pan Jun said.
"What about here?" Wang Yao touched his chest in the front with his finger again.
"Tanzhong point," Pan Jun said.
Wang Yao continuously asked him several dozens of acupoints, which Pan Jun could accurately recognized.
"Jiuwei point. Juque point."
"Not bad," Wang Yao said.
Though Pan Jun had some knowledge base and had recently made great efforts, it was not quite enough.
"You need to read these books first." Wang Yao took out two medical books, both of which were about massage. "I have made some marks for emphasis. Part of the content was wrong, which I also marked."
Wang Yao had read these books carefully several times. He had found that some of the content was not accurate, so he had marked and modified it.
"Okay, thanks," Pan Jun replied.
Sun Yunsheng came in while they were talking. He was supporting an old man.
"Can you get out of the bed?" Wang Yao asked.
"Ah, I arrived at the gate in my wheelchair," Uncle Lin said.
"You don't look too bad," Wang Yao said. "Do you feel better?"
"Much better," Uncle Lin said.
"Come on, let me give you a check." The old man was still under recovery, which might be relevant to the body base he made when practicing martial arts. "Good."
It was said that one would have to rest for 100 days if one hurt their bones and tendons. The old man had hurt both his bones and his tendons, so he needed more time to recuperate.
"I have one more thing to tell you," Sun Yunsheng said.
"What's up?" Wang Yao asked.
"These are the buildings we are planning to develop in Lianshan." Sun Yunsheng took out a map and showed it to Wang Yao.
As compensation for the incident, Sun Zhengrong's company would invest in Lianshan to build a machinery and equipment processing center. Meanwhile, it would develop a commercial residential building in a good district in Lianshan. His real estate company itself was rather famous.
Since it was such a big group, the county would certainly give it full support. The building's district was very good. There had been a company there, but it was now bankrupted. It had many problems, including payment to workers and their settlement allowance. This was not a big problem for Sun Zhengrong. He solved it by just waving his hand, which made the county leaders happy.
Under the top-ranking professional teams and the support from the county, their efficiency was excellent. They had already cleared the dilapidated factories and carted away the brick rubbish. Now, they were finishing the design and planning. The layout of the neighborhood was beautiful and included two small top buildings
"This building is for you," Sun Yunsheng said, pointing to the building located in the best place.
"What?" Wang Yao was shocked.
"God!" Pan Jun was stunned. He had heard of people sending gifts, and maybe even a house, but never a building.
In a small county even less than seven-tier cities, the housing prices in Lianshan were not high. But, a whole building's price was very high since it could contain 80 to 100 households. If the average price of one house was $500,000. The sum in total would be $40 to $50 million.
Pan Jun could not help sighing and thinking, How freaking awesome is my master?
"I don't need that." Wang Yao refused him decisively.
"If your relatives or friends want to buy a house, please let me know," Sun Yunsheng said.
"Ah, thanks," Wang Yao said.
Sun Yunsheng helped Uncle Lin up and left after a small talk.
"You even know people with too much wealth! I never heard gifts could be sent in this way!" Pan Jun sighed.
"They are indeed wealthy." Wang Yao drank some tea calmly.
"Wait, are they the Suns from Dao?" Pan Jun suddenly remembered the things mentioned by his colleagues a few days ago.
"Yes," Wang Yao replied.
"Alas, where's my mind at? The matter would be easy," Pan Jun said.
"What matter?" Wang Yao asked.
"The famous doctor selection," Pan Jun said. "Manger Sun is a god of wealth in the county. All the leaders must treat him seriously, so his words must be useful!"
"He?" Wang Yao pondered what he heard a few moments. "I see."
"Are you free tonight? What about having supper together?" Pan Jun asked.
"No thanks," Wang Yao replied.
"OK. Before it gets too late, I better head back," Pan Jun said.
"Be careful on your way," Wang Yao said.
Pan Jun got into his car and started driving. He stopped when he drove to the middle of the village.
"No, I have to say something." He parked his car on the side, got out, and went to the new Sun house. 
"Dr. Pan, what's up?" Sun Yunsheng had seen him once or twice, so he knew who he was.
"I have something to tell you," Pan Jun said. He then told him that Wang Yao wanted to be selected as a famous doctor.
"Really?" Sun Yunsheng was surprised.
"Yes, I heard it from him," Pan Jun said. "But, the quota is limited for people out of the system like him. There are only two places in the whole county."
Sun Yunsheng took a deep breath after hearing his words.
"What, is it difficult?" Pan Jun asked seeing his reaction.
"No," Sun Yunsheng said and smiled.
It was not difficult. On the contrary, he felt it was too easy. It could be done as long as there was one sentence from his father. But, what did Dr. Wang want from this?
Reputation! A twinkle lit up in his eyes. If he did not want the benefits, then he must like the reputation.


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

"That's a lot of trust she put in you," Grand Secretary Fang said admiringly.
After all, the manual had been written by a mere 13-year-old girl; no one in their right mind would be able to believe it.
Feng Wu shrugged. "She's a trusting person."
"That's because she has faith in you." Grand Secretary Fang said emotionally, "Xiao Wu, it's very hard to come by a friend whom you can completely trust in life. Many people will live to the end of their days without ever meeting one. You're still so young and you've found that friend. I envy you."
Feng Wu grinned. "It's my honor to have her as a friend."
"And it was very lucky for her to have met you as well." Grand Secretary Fang was a little surprised by Feng Wu's reply.
Was she really a girl of 13? Sometimes, Grand Secretary Fang found her frighteningly mature.
"By the way," Grand Secretary Fang gestured at Chaoge, who was sitting in a tree a few steps away, "What are you going to do about that kid?"
Feng Wu smacked her forehead. "I'll think of something."
Grand Secretary Fang nodded.
Feng Wu spent the next few days reading around the clock. Her head had almost gone numb from all the reading, for the texts were all written in a pedantic style. It was only thanks to her great memory that she didn't mix them all up.
In a few days, Feng Wu had finished memorizing all 1000 must-reads.
She then moved on to the 10,000 extracurricular books, trying to memorize as much as she could.
Gifted with an eidetic memory, she flipped through the pages quickly.
The old man had been giving her a set of exam papers every day for the past few days, and her scores rose rapidly.
"Wow —"
When Chaoge saw Feng Wu's mark on the paper that day, her mind was blown!
"290?!" Chaoge almost jumped to her feet!
"Xiao Wu, you got 290? Are you even human? How did you do that?!"
Feng Wu only smiled bitterly. "I guess I'm doing alright."
She got 290 out of 300, which didn't reach her own personal standard.
Grand Secretary Fang darted a look at Feng Wu. "Kiddo, give yourself some credit. The college is known for its difficult exam. The highest score on the written exam last year was 260, and you're already 30 points higher. What more do you want? Leave some hope for the ordinary people, alright?"
Grand Secretary Fang was one of the top guns of Imperial College, and for him to make that comment meant a lot.
Feng Wu only gave him a wry smile.
"The exam is tomorrow; you should get some good rest tonight. You don't have to finish all the books. Don't push yourself too hard." Grand Secretary Fang then sent Feng Wu and Chaoge home early.
Watching Feng Wu leave, Grand Secretary Fang put his hands behind his back and recalled a message from Mr Lu.
"Yu Mingye, the one who's as famous as Jun Linyuan, is taking the exam this year as well."
General Secretary Fang smiled in resignation. It seemed that Xiao Wu wasn't going to get the top mark this year.
Feng Wu had no idea that Yu Mingye was a candidate as well. She and Chaoge took the last 100 books back home.
Sitting down on the carpet, Feng Wu grabbed a book and started reading.
One book… 
Two books… 
Three… 
She didn't even have time to eat, and Chaoge had to feed her with a spoon.
Although Chaoge was still handing in blank sheets, she had gone through a second round of detoxification already.
Following that, she was down from 75kg to 60kg.


She is a genius girl abandoned by her family in the 21st century.

He is an arrogant, black-bellied crown prince of an empire. A lofty existence that can cause the world to enter turmoil in his rage.

She plays dumb and takes advantage of him, tricking him, tormenting him, agitating him, running away after every successful attempt at flirting—an act no man can tolerate!

Helpless, he can only hunt her, drown her in love, seduce her to be his, but by a strange twist of fate, he is the one who falls for her first.

This is a story of a powerful youth and beautiful girl being on opposite side of an equally-matched game of romance.

An old man was sitting in the waiting room of an operation room, he is around late-sixties and is wearing a hospital gown. Even with his age and strange attire, he still has a refined air about him. As he is waiting and reading a magazine another man comes in, much younger in his mid-thirties, dressed in a doctors gown with a mask and rubber gloves.

The doctor says, "Old Man Drake, are you sure you want to go through with the procedure? I know you are excited and treat this as your baby, but with your age, along with this being the first time this type of operation is being done on a human, there may be complications." 

The old man slowly puts down his magazine and looks at the doctor, "Little Matthew, once we get this through human testing, and a successful attempt, we will be able to market this, we already have many investors foaming at the mouth ready to give us their money. I have 100% trust in the bio chip, and you as a brain surgeon of many years."

The Doctor, Matthew, sighs and nods his head at the old mans stubbornness. He waves his hand towards the operation room. The old man stands up and grabs an ornate metal cane next to him and makes his way towards the room, at a slow, yet measured pace.

The old man enters the room and, his cane is taken by one nurse, while another comes and helps him on the operating table. The doctor comes in shortly after the old man. his eyes flash as he looks at the old man on the table, then determination fills them. 

The doctor motions to the nurses to put him under, and begins the operation.
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My eyes go dark, this may be the last time I ever open them, yet I do not care, for whenever I think of the thing I invented and spent many years of my life bringing into being, I cannot help but feel giddy like a child receiving a new toy.

I, Andrew Drake, along with a team of well respected scientist, have created a bio chip, a computer for your brain. Through much trial and error, we have finally developed two final designs, One for public commerce which is nice but very basic, and a very heavily modified custom version, equal to even the best quantum computers.

I myself spent many years working on an A.I. to help me govern the bio chip, for I am old and am sometimes forgetful. It will be unique to me because I have not leaked the source code, nor even shown anyone it yet.

I agreed to be the first to do the operation, because many others have families they need to care about. I am old, I have outlived my wife, and my son is more than old enough to take care of himself. I have written my will just in case.

After what feels like seconds, I am blinded by a bright white light above my head, I feel groggy and I say, "Damn, did I finally go to heaven?" This elicits a few chuckles from the doctor and nurses, it was just the ceiling light above my head.

I turn my head to Doctor Matthew, "Was it a success?" My heart is calm but my mind is running frantically. Doctor Matthew smiles and says, "Yes old man, Yes it was." This is followed by tons of check ups, and many logic test to see if I turned stupid.

Thankfully, I did not. A week later I am sent home with a clean bill of health. I get home and then start to work, adding my A.I. So that I will have many things setup. A day later, it is up and running and I get the first message!

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Welcome! Please choose name:
Name: Andrew Drake
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Host Registered: Andrew Drake
Preforming Body scan...
Scan complete...
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Name: Andrew Drake
Status: Healthy
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Preforming Memory Scan....
Scan Complete...
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Sync: 100%
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My chip, the special one has many added features that the normal ones do not, For example, cutting edge scanner technology, and a using a very peculiar process, we managed to be able to have a storage of a gegobyte, in such a small space, naturally only one can be produced over ten years, where I have the only one, and a second one is in progress.

Naturally I could store the whole internet if I so choose, but I won't, because the downloading would take longer than I have left to live. I start with having my personal library stored and uploaded. This only takes a couple hours, The scanners have a range of around one kilometer, pretty large, but hey, it is great. It does not need for me to open the books and completely scan the books.

I have over five hundred thousand books, varying from simple dictionaries, to advanced medical books. I would have more, but I limited only to non-fiction books, and some of the more famous literary works. There are even simple books describing how to make a fire, and other simple survival needs.

My colleagues would always joke about my book collection, and call me Thoth. Yet I would always joke that I don't have the chip yet, the knowledge isn't mine yet. Now I have it, at the tip of my mine whenever I need.

But sadly it is not completely true, it is like having a search engine in your brain, you have it there, but it takes a second to find it, and you cant formulate your own thoughts from it like normal memories and knowledge.

I will still have to read it like a book, but now it is all on the tip of my finger, with a thought and a few seconds, any topic I want will be brought up. Over the next few days I download some E-books for leisure and some other books to supplement the database. 

The news has been blowing up recently, some conspiracies about people disappearing in bright blue lights, it isn't too wide because there have only been some small cases of less noticeable people. People call it a hoax, some blame aliens.

I personally do not pay it much attention, but recently it has been going crazy because the president of the United States, during the State of the Union address, was surrounded in blue light and "Abducted" I front of many people, leading to mass panic. This lead to serious investigations into other situations, and all of the people who disappeared, have been reported to have bouts of dizziness and see "Blue Squares with squiggly white lines."

The numbers of people disappearing seem rather low for now though and the patterns as of who are targeted, are seemingly random. A month passes, and no one else have reported anything. I have been in the meantime reading personal books, while downloading some research assistants.

I've bought a drone and I have an overlay of its camera over my eyes, having the feeling of watching things from a birds eye view is kinda cool. At this moment I am hit with a bout of dizziness. I see blue squares with white squiggly lines. My heart drops, this has been denoted as a death sentence, no one knows what happens after.

I have my bio chip replay what just happened, and I am hit with dizziness as the same blue squares appear again. I still cannot see them, it is as if looking at them is what causes the dizziness. I know that this means there is almost no hope to change it in the limited twenty-four hour timeline. 

I start making the calls, sadly my son is unreachable, He is currently in France right now conducting a business deal, and my calls won't connect through. I hope I can see him one last time before I go. I go and sit in my room in my favorite reading chair.

I close my eyes and wait for tomorrow.

Andrew Drake, Multi-billionaire software engineer, After a twenty year long project, finally finished his dream of creating a computer brain chip, Along with his self created AI. 

Months later the world turns to turmoil, many people start missing in larger numbers, at first it was only speculated as a hoax, because the disappearances were rare, and infrequent. 

Yet many people had to believe when a nation leader was giving his speech and disappeared in the midst of a blue light.

Conspiracies anywhere from aliens to terrorist threats abound, yet no one knew the truth.

People quickly dug up any information about people who disappeared, looking for signs about it. 

Even with governments trying to suppress the panic, it was found out that people would report seeing visions of blank blue squares and have bouts of nausea.

They would then be reported missing twenty-four hours later. Andrew Drake had these symptoms, so unaware of what was to come, he prepared for the worst.

One day.
Five days.
Ten days.
Gone with the Wind sold like hotcakes around the world.
The bookstore industry in every country was ripped apart by this novel.
5 million copies!
6 million copies!
7 million copies!
When the sales figures hit 7.23 million copies, Gone with the Wind officially broke the global sales record that an American novel had held for nine years. It leaped ahead and became the hottest-selling full-length novel in the world. Gone with the Wind had only taken half a month to do this. If it was just based on the speed of sales, Gone with the Wind would even have broken all of the sales records that were set by the officially recognized world-famous works!
15 days!
Over 7 million copies!
This was something that had practically not happened before in this world!
But as it came to this point, a sales bottleneck also appeared.
…
India.
"Bangalore's new novel is on sale!"
"This is great!"
"It's a global release!"
"It's available in seven languages?"
"What's the novel called?"
"Embers of Humanity!"
…
Japan.
"Teacher Itou has published a new novel!"
"It should have been published long ago!"
"Yeah, it's because the translation has been delayed for so long."
"It still isn't too late!"
"That's right, there's still half a month to go before the Nobel Prize is given out. There's still enough time!"
…
America.
A nominee of the Nobel Prize in Literature.
"Is there still time?"
"Yes. We cannot allow Gone with the Wind to keep selling like this."
"Yeah, that Chinese writer is too rampant!"
"This is our home field. There are even Indian and Japanese writers too. They're dipping their hands too far into our territory."
…
On this day.
Three strong contenders for the Nobel Prize from the literary world published their books one after another. Some of them had already planned to release their works before the Nobel Prize ceremony, but there were also others who didn't have this plan. Then, after seeing the momentum generated by the release of Gone with the Wind, they couldn't sit still anymore and decided to bring forward the sales of their books. Even though some of the translations were not done to perfection, they still brought forward the release of their novel by several months!
All of the books were released globally!
All of them were in multiple languages!
The world was in an uproar!
This was an unprecedented battle of the century!
Everyone had a feeling that this year's Nobel Prize contention would be one of bloodshed and probably the most intense one in nearly a decade!
On the World Wide Web.
"It's starting!"
"The competition is too intense!"
"Who will win?"
"It's too difficult to say!"
The sales figures were very quickly published on the day of.
The American writer sold 200,000 copies!
The Japanese writer sold the least with 150,000 copies!
The Indian writer, Bangalore, sold the most with 300,000 copies!
Although the three books might not match up with the global sales figures of Gone with the Wind, their authors were all famous writers with a long history and a reputation, to boot. They all had previous novels that astonished the world, so even if the sales figures of their latest novels could not compare to Gone with the Wind, their chances of getting the Nobel Prize was still much greater than Zhang Ye's. Zhang Ye's novel had amazed the world, but it was only enough to place him in the sights of the committee for the Nobel Prize in Literature.
…
China.
On Weibo.
"Something bad is going to happen!"
"Gone with the Wind's sales have slowed down!"
"The problem is that there's too much competition!"
"Gone with the Wind's sales figure is still tops! And it's an undisputed first place!"
"But those other writers' sales figures aren't bad either. There isn't a clear gap yet!"
"Yeah, Zhang Ye is in danger. It's still not enough to have just one book under him."
"But Gone with the Wind should have won without question. This is something that no Chinese author has succeeded in doing before! Shouldn't seizing the sales throne of the global literary world be awesome enough?"
"But Zhang Ye's goal is the international celebrity rankings, right?"
"Has he managed to do it yet?"
"Not yet. We don't even know how much more popularity score he needs to get onto the international celebrity rankings."
"Unless he gets the Nobel Prize, it will be very difficult for him to break in."
…
Elsewhere.
At Zhang Ye's Studio.
Little Wang said, "Bangalore can't match up to our sales at all!"
Ha Qiqi said with a serious look, "But they're better qualified than us."
Zhang Zuo sighed. "Yeah, that's the deadliest point for us. If Director Zhang had been writing more books like Gone with the Wind in recent years, this matter would have been settled once and for all. We would have at least a 50 to 60% chance of getting the Nobel Prize. But the problem is that Director Zhang has only got this one novel that can take on the world with."
Tong Fu said anxiously, "Director Zhang, why don't you write another one then?"
"It won't be in time." Zhang Ye shook his head.
He still had books that he could use, and there were even a lot of them.
10 novels?
20 novels?
A 100 novels?
He could bring them out if he wanted to!
But it wouldn't be now. There wasn't enough time!
Little Wang also said anxiously, "The sales aren't growing as much as before!"
Wu Yi said, "We can only leave it to fate."
In the past, when they were very far from having any chance of getting the Nobel Prize, there weren't any expectations at all. In fact, when Zhang Ye brought up the matter of trying for the award, the studio staff did not even really think about it since they did not believe it could happen. But now, after Zhang Ye's novel had amazed the global literary scene, their chances of getting a Nobel Prize had become better than before. With news on the grapevine saying that Director Zhang had been identified as a key nominee by the committee for the Nobel Prize in Literature, everyone was starting to worry about whether they could really get it.
However, Zhang Ye didn't like leaving things to fate. Moreover, he believed in Gone with the Wind. He felt that this book would have a great effect on this world and that its potential was still far from met. The slowdown in sales was due to competition from several of the Nobel Prize nominees. Since there was only enough time to bring out this book, Zhang Ye would have to ensure that its potential was met. The highest sales figures in the same period? The number one bestseller in a decade? This was still far from enough!
You guys have written many books before?
You guys are better qualified as a result?
Then I can only fight it out with you on sales and influence!
7 million copies weren't enough?
Then will 10 million copies be enough?
Will 15 million copies be enough?
Zhang Ye said, "I'm going back up to my office."
Little Wang said, "Ah?"
"Don't bother me." Zhang Ye waved and headed upstairs.
…
Upstairs.
In his office.
Zhang Ye lit a cigarette to smoke and relax. Then he focused his gaze and brought up the virtual game ring's interface. He was going to play the lottery to see if the game ring could give him a useful item. The Nobel Prize was way too important for his career, so he definitely had to fight for it!
Abracadabra!
Hocus pocus!
Give me something good and useful!
He activated the Lucky Halo (Ultra)!
Zhang Ye then started Lottery Draw (Three)!
The lottery draw began!
The virtual platform appeared!
One second…
Five seconds…
With a flash, a large golden treasure chest appeared!
Zhang Ye hurriedly went up to have a look. Instantly, he laughed heartily at what he saw. This was entirely not what he had imagined getting, yet it was perfectly what he wanted!
[Lucky Medal (Upgraded)] × 1
Description: Substantially increases the luck of the player.
Effective duration: 57 hours.
Zhang Ye understood this to be similar to his previous version of the Lucky Halo (Upgraded), except that it had appeared as a Consumption Category item. Although it couldn't be compared to the Lucky Halo (Ultra), it could still pull off a heavyweight move!
57 hours!
This was more than two days' worth of luck!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

black professor pointed at the photo which contained the hieroglyphs and said, "Have you heard of ‘the words of God?’ It refers to hieroglyphics. Although they weren’t the earliest people who discovered scripts, they were the earliest people who captured them by camera."

Hieroglyphics were created 5,000 years ago as the script in ancient Egypt. 

Today, people believed that Egyptian scripts were the world's oldest writing. They were not only the oldest writing, but also the longest-used script in the world. The Narmer Palette, found by archaeologists, contained some of the earliest hieroglyphic inscriptions ever found. Until recent day, some churches in Egypt had still been using the Egyptian scripts.

This kind of writing was once considered "God's words," so it was referred to as "the sacred engraved letters."

"The ancient Egyptians believed their scripts were made by the god of the Moon, measurement, and knowledge, Thoth. It is very similar to the legend of Cangjie," Professor Lewis said.

Li Du said unconsciously, "‘The deities and ghosts cried and the sky rained millet when Cangjie invented the characters…’"

Hans looked at him in surprise. He didn’t know what he was saying.

Professor Lewis smiled and asked, "Are you Chinese?"

Li Du nodded and said, "Yes, please continue. I couldn’t restrain my excitement when I heard you mention the legend of Cangjie."

Professor Lewis said, "In fact, it has nothing much to say about the legend. I think these photos possess historical value as they contained some of the earliest hieroglyphic inscriptions."

Hans tried to voice his opinion. "Do these hieroglyphs contain some important information? For example, the location of the treasures of the Pharaoh?

The black professor laughed, "Have you ever seen someone who had carved the information of their treasures on the walls of their own home? The ancient Egyptians had long mastered the production of papyri. Therefore, they would write on the papyri, even if it was important information. "

Hearing this, Li Du frowned, and he remembered the papyri that he had collected.

However, the words written on the papyri were not hieroglyphs. Otherwise, he would have known the photos were valuable.

Hans asked again, "The photos were very famous, right?"

Professor Lewis nodded. "Yes, he captured thousands of photos. More than half have disappeared."

"Are they valuable because of the hieroglyphs?" Hans asked. 

The Professor pondered a moment. "Not only because of the scripts—in fact, these photos show historical changes and reflected one's beliefs."

"You have to know that photographic technology had been around for only 20 years at that time. Maxime took the risk to go deep into the desert and capture the photos for a long period of time. It was admirable."
　
Li Du didn’t understand what Maxime had been thinking at the time. He said, "‘They just simply get busy dying.’"

The Professor smiled and said, "Yes, Maxime’s friend, Flaubert mentioned that in his essay. However, through their efforts, people have better understandings about this country, which experienced a brutal culture before the stage of industrialization."

Hans counted the photos and said, "So, how much are you willing to pay?"

The Professor said, "As I told you on the phone, one photo for 4,000 dollars. I can buy them all."

Hans shook his head. "Sorry, Professor, as the words in these photos have never been published before ..."

The two students grinned when he mentioned this.

Professor Lewis waved his hand and said, "Show them to Mr. Fox."

One of the youth showed them a tablet and there were some photos on the screen.

Hans and Li Du saw the familiar architecture and scripts.

They looked at the photos on the tablet. All the photos were exact copies of the photos in their hands. 

Professor Lewis said, "In fact, these photos used to belong to the museum run by our history department, but we lost them during an exhibition. My students have seen these photos before, so they recognized them at a glance on the internet.

Hans blinked; he thought he had nothing more to bargain with, but he was reluctant to admit this.

"Even if you have all seen these scripts before, the original copies are with us. Six thousand for each photo. Then they will belong to you."

Professor Lewis smiled and said, "4,000 dollars is a very reasonable price. We would not offer such a high price if they were not related to our university."

Hans looked at Li Du, who shrugged his shoulders. "Let’s return the photos to the owner. We need to respect knowledge."

"Okay, deal; 4,000 dollars for a photo. To be honest, I do not want to bargain anymore out of my respect for knowledge."

The conversation between them disgusted one student. He thought: You are f*cking earning money out of your respect for knowledge? 

Professor Lewis said, "Please give me the photo album. We only need a total of 40 photos. I have to identify them one by one."

Li Du whispered, "Don’t be a profiteer."

The three of them quickly picked out 40 valuable photos from the album, leaving the remaining 24 landscape photos for Li Du and Hans to keep. 

"I think these photos are antiques. Are you at all interested ?" Hans cheekily asked.

Professor Lewis waved his hand, "Sorry, we are not interested..."

"Twenty-four pieces for 2,000 dollars!" Hans interrupted him and said. "I'm sure these photos are valuable!"

Professor Lewis shook his head hesitantly. Hans bargained again. "One thousand dollars!"

The professor thought for a moment and finally said, "Well, they may be useful to my friends who are working in the geography field. After all, the photos captured the Egyptian geography half a century ago."

Li Du was stunned. "You have seen these photos before also?"

A student laughed. "We lost all these photos together. They were used during the Egyptian Cultural Exhibition."

The trip to Tucson helped them earn 161,000 dollars. Although they were tired because of such a long journey, they still earned a fortune.

Both parties got what they wanted, and then they said goodbye to each other happily. 

Stepping out of the coffee shop, Hans kicked the trash bin and shouted, "Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! Thank God!"

Li Du laughed, "It is not the first time we earned this much money. Why are you acting so excited?"

Hans said, "Do you think I was excited because of the money that we made? No! I am excited because we can join the Hundred Thousand Club now!"

Li Du was puzzled at first, then he understood that Hans was referring to their total profit. Their profit from the books had been 39,000 dollars. With the total of 161,000 they earned from the photos, they could each get 100,000 dollars.

In addition, they had sold the mammoth ivory for 299,000 dollars. They had earned 100,000 from two storage auctions respectively. According to the regulations, they were qualified to join the Hundred Thousand Club.

Li Du was ecstatic after he understood what Hans was saying. "No wonder you insisted on selling them the photos at 1,000 dollars. But, d*mn it, we still need 100 dollars more."

They earned 39,000 from the new books, but they had bought the second-hand books at 100. Therefore, they had earned 38,900 in total.

Hans grinned, "But we still have a bunch of old books. Perhaps we can earn 100 dollars from them? Actually, I think I can sell them all at 500 dollars!"



They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

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