Summary and Analysis of Literary Masterpieces.

Zheng Zha (Zheng) always felt that he was dead in reality. Go to work, come home, eat meals, go to bed and wake up; he didn’t know where the meaning of his life lay. It was definitely not in that face of his fat supervisor, not in that white collar woman’s body that he met in the bar, and not in this steel and concrete forest – the modern city.

Zheng felt he was rotting. Going to rot from the age of 24 til the end of his life, then become a part of the earth and leave behind a name. No, not even a name, since no one would remember him. No one would remember a little white collar. Whether he lived as a truly graceful person or just pretended to be one, he was just a tiny piece of this world.

He wanted to change something. He wanted to have his meaning.

‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’

When he turned on his computer at work today, a message popped up. This was obviously some newbie hacker seeking attention. It would force you to download a virus, whichever option you choose. Zheng laughed at it and was about to close it. Yet, his heart skipped a beat when his hand touched the mouse. He paused.

‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’

Zheng felt a little lost. An indescribable force attracted him to put his finger on the mouse. Then he clicked on the YES button and lost consciousness.

—

Cold, shaking…

The moment he woke up, Zheng jumped up from the ground. He looked around in panic. The disparity of the vision of his office and the current environment caused a chaos in his head, but after a few seconds he woke up from the confusion.

“Not bad, you have the best quality of the bunch this time.” A cold voice said.

Zheng turned his head around and saw a black haired guy sneering at him. This person was around 24 or 25, had a very common face, but the few scars on his face made him looked horrifying.

Black haired guy held a cigarette in his hand and took a deep smoke. His sight then looked past Zheng. That was when Zheng realized there were five people lying beside him. Three men and two women. Other than that, there were over ten westerners in this concealed room.

This was the compartment of a train and the train was moving very fast. The feelings of coldness and shaking were coming from the train.

“Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?”, Zheng asked these people. Furthermore, due to the presence of westerners, he repeated it in English.

The westerners looked at him for a moment then turned their heads away. Only the black haired guy said to him, “Think carefully, it should have inserted everything into your head.”

Think carefully? Zheng tried to recall everything. He only remembered when he saw the pop-up on the screen ‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’, and clicked YES, before he fell unconscious.

Wait… Zheng felt there was something in his head, something about survival and life.

This was a game. Whoever created this game was not known. Maybe it was God, maybe it was the Devil, or maybe they were aliens or humans from the future. Now he had became a player of this game, or maybe part of this game.

A game that brought together those who were lost in life but have yet to become a rotten person. When they chose this game they would be transported to various scenes in horror movies.

“It is Resident Evil 1 this time.[1] Your luck isn’t bad, newbies. Getting such an easy horror movie on the first time. Even when you die it will be an easy death.” The black haired guy took his last smoke then crushed the cigarette in his hand.

“Are you saying only our consciousness came inside the computer? Just like in novels? And when we complete this game our consciousness will go back to our bodies?” A chubby dude next to Zheng asked.

Black Haired took out a gun, a desert eagle. While handling the gun he said, “I don’t know if it’s consciousness or not, but you will feel pain, you will get injured, and you will die. And you were wrong, when you finish this movie, you will go to the next one. Maybe you have seen that movie or maybe not. Every time, God will bring in new members to replace those that died in the last movie. Every movie consists of seven to twenty people. In other words this is a very easy movie, we only have seven people here.”

Chubby Dude said with a sneer, “How do you know those who died didn’t go back to their body? Perhaps they chose to die willingly.”

Black Haired raised his head suddenly, as though he had became a panther in this moment. He bent his knees and in a split second he’s already on top of the chubby dude. His desert eagle stuffed inside the chubby dude’s mouth.

“Then would you want to try and die? Can you imagine that unending terror? I lived through three movies. The first one was Nightmare on Elm Street 1.[2] There were 15 newbies in that movie and two experienced survivors. But do you want to know the ending? They all died in their dreams. Me and another person were the only ones that survived. Do you want to know how it feels to get killed by a stupid dream? Imagine everything around you becomes slithering rotten meat. You watch as a pair of scissors slowly cut through every bit of your body in a gruesome factory. Can you imagine the pain? You piece of shit! Do you want to die?”

Black Haired was shouting like a madman. His intent to kill was so vivid and obvious in his eyes. The chubby dude was scared and unable to move. And with a gun in his mouth, he couldn’t even plead.

Zheng and the other four people persuaded them to break apart. Black Haired walked back to his seat and said, “Dying in an horror movie is a real death. Furthermore, when you die here you will be tortured by the devils in these movies. So if you don’t have determination to live, I advise you to kill yourself now.”

A girl with glasses said, “Then we don’t have a way to return to our bodies?” 

Black Haired said with a sneer, “I have been saying it’s not your consciousness that came into the computer. Do you think humans have the technology to create this game? No, this is the work of God, we are nothing more than bugs in his eyes. We are thrown here to struggle just to entertain him. Both our bodies and consciousnesses have been brought to this world, and can’t go back. At least I don’t think we can go back.”

The glasses girl had a sense of calmness. She thought for a moment and said, “By your tone, it seems like there’s still a way to go back?”

Black Haired took a look at her and said, “The quality of this time’s newbies isn’t bad. You’re right, there is hope to go back.”

Everyone stared at him. “Every time you finish a mission–that is you lived through a movie–you will obtain 1000 points. You can exchange these points for a lot of things, such as the right to live in a movie for 100 days.” Black Haired said.

A middle aged guy said, “Who would want to live in a horror movie? That’s asking to die.”

Black Haired remained quiet. Glasses Girl said, “No, I think I understand what he meant. There are many genres of horror movies, sci-fi like Resident Evil, where everything can be explained with science. You just have to go outside of where the main events are happening, then the rest of the world is normal.

Black Haired snapped his finger, “Bingo. You can indeed live in another part of this world normally for those days. Think about it, after experiencing a couple of life and death trials, the chance to live normally in this world is a blessing.”

Zheng’s body shivered. He thought he understood the meaning of this world a bit. Yes, the reason he was feeling rotten was because his life was boring. Once you experienced life and death, then the mundane life would become what you wish for.

Black Haired continued, “Other than exchanging for time, there are many other things. Such as this desert eagle with unlimited ammunition. It only took 100 points, that’s 10 days of time. You can also use points to improve yourself, including intelligence, mental capacity, reaction time, cell vitality, muscle density, and immunization strength. In other words, if you survive through this movie, you can double your strength. If you lived through a hundred movies, you can become a super human.”

Glasses Girl asked calmly, “Let’s get back to the point, how many points does it take to get back to our world?”

“50000 points.” Black Haired took out another cigarette. “If you don’t use any points, you just have to live through fifty movies. Then you can go back.”

Suddenly, everyone quieted down. According to this guy, if you don’t use your points, it would be impossible to live through fifty movies.

“Of course, 1000 points is the base reward of every movie. You can do side quests in movies to earn points. Like when I explained everything to you, according to God’s rule, explaining to newbies will reward 100 points. You should’ve noticed that special watch on your hand.” He waved his left hand. There was a black metal watch.

Everyone looked at their own left wrist. There were a few lines of info on this watch. A timer that was counting down from 3 hours 7 minutes. A counter for zombies, hunters, newbies…

“You will get one point for every ten zombies you kill, 100 point for every hunter, and 1000 points for every newbie…” He looked at everyone with a wicked face. Only Zheng and the glasses girl looked back calmly at him.

“Of course that’s negative 1000. Okay, if you have any other questions hurry up and ask. This movie is about to begin.”

Glasses Girl looked at Zheng, then continued, “I have three more questions. I saw Resident Evil, the ending is the T-virus from the lab spreading throughout Racoon City. Then if we drive this car and leave the city, wouldn’t that let us survive easily?”

Black Haired nodded and replied, “Take a look at your watch, there’s a name on the upper left side, read it.”

“One.” Everyone read it out, then they noticed one of the westerners had a faint glow on him, then slowly faded away.

“This is the leader of the mercenaries in this movie. This movie belongs to a specified location genre. The plot only happens in the lab. In this kind of movie, you are not allowed to leave the plot area or stay too far away from the cast. If you stay further than 300 feet from One, then bang, you will have nothing left. Understand? Of course when One is dead in the movie this restriction will be moved to another cast.” Black Haired explained.

Zheng then asked, “Who is this God that you have been mentioning?”

“God is the thing that manages our entrance to movies. It gives us points and you also exchange things through it. God is a ball of light. I don’t really know what it is either.”

Glasses Girl nodded and said, “One last question. This number, what does it mean?” She pointed to the timer counting down.

“This is the time that you must stay in this movie. Once the timer is over you will go to where God is and get your reward. There you will also wait for the next movie.”

The train started to slow down. Black haired guy finished his cigarette and took out his desert eagle, “Okay, the plot is starting. The cast will be able to hear our conversations now. Remember, if they hear anything not belonging to this world or spoilers, 10 points will be deducted for every sentence. Well, newbies, try your best to survive.”

1. Nightmare of Elm Street (1984) is a film about Freddy Krueger, a child murderer that was burned alive by the parents of his victim. Now he kills their children in dreams as a living nightmare. Original Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCVh4lBfW-c Plot Summary: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Nightmare_on_Elm_Street#Plot

2, Resident Evil (2002) is a film that follows the amnesiac heroine Alice and a band of commandos as they attempt to contain the outbreak of the T-virus, a virus that it turning everyone into zombies, in a secret underground facility. Original Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6uDnd_v5Bw Plot Summary: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil_(film)#Plot


“Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?” The world changes when you click YES. In God’s dimension, you have to keep getting stronger, keep evolving to survive one horror movie after another. Do you kill everyone in your way to reach the end as a lone king? Or fight along with your comrades and survive through the support of friends? Everything was just for staying alive. Until you find the secret of God’s dimension. Who is the real enemy? 

Release of chapter rate: Completely random (maybe each day or each month?)

-My english is readable I guess? Don't know how to judge that.
-My naming sense is terrible, so don't have any hopes on some unique names in this novel.
-Created this novel partially for fun and for practising my english

Tags:

[Cruel MC] [Non-human Protagonist] [Gore and Guts] [Apocalypse] [Zombie protagonist] [Romantic subplot] [Dual (1)] [Evolution] [More be added later on]

1) Dual, is a tag that two persons mostly take part in this novel. Of course the protagonist/MC is one of them. Obviously.


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Summary for people who didn't read the sypnosis/summary/description:

Zhou Fang was a lonely person and no one wanted to get near him, abandoned by his parents, he lived an unexpectedly smooth life. Then he died by a truck after buying gorceries. He thought he died but when he opened his eyes he saw that the world changed.

(Again if the original illustrator of the cover wants me to take it down then I will)

Zhou Fang was always alone, nobody wanted to go near him even his parents abandoned him.

He lived his life quite smoothly even though nobody wanted to get near him.

One day, after buying groceries he died due a truck that collided with him.

He thought he died, but when he opened his eyes the world changed.

(The cover is just from internet, if the owner wants me to take it down, I will)

char: oh god, this chapter has actual effort, how long will it be?

Sakib: it depends on if I get lazy

Char: okaaa *char falls into a portal* AAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY *he comes out of another portal and crashes through the ground* here we go again, now where am I? wait, I'll just look at this world's history *he closes his eyes as a stronger tablet revealing information appears in his mind* a stone tablet, this must be a cultivation works let's see, blah blah blah, blah blah, oh, here's important information, titled "A ceremony"

(skip this part, I'll make a summary)

The ceremony had been hosted by the most sacred temple in the country. The king and all 108 Eastern nobles had come to pray for King Eastern Lu's beloved daughter. Everyone had commenced many preparations before the rites were held: forgoing meat, bathing, changing into fresh clothes, as well as burning lavender incense. 

In other words - the attendees had cleaned up nicely. They were striving for perfection in order to convince the heavens of their sincerity, so that they might succeed in obtaining blessings.

Everything proceeded smoothly at first.

But just as the king and his nobles kowtowed on the temple steps in prayer, Jiang Chen emitted an earsplitting fart!

Kowtowing in prayer was the most important part of the entire ritual. Absolute silence needed to be maintained. This was how one communicated with the gods and demonstrated their devotion.

But Jiang Chen's fart rudely broke the silence and shattered the dignified gathering.

It was common knowledge that farts were comprised of unhealthy gas and were extremely unsound. If this had happened during a regular occasion, it would have been simply ignored as everyone else held their breath. 

However, Jiang Chen's regrettable fart was smelly and long. It was an affront to the gods! 
The high priest in charge of the rite's proceedings was appalled and cursed loudly, as if the fart had destroyed the pillar of the world and was causing the sky to cave in.
This aroused the great wrath of King Eastern Lu, as he doted on his beloved daughter, and he called for the guards to drag Jiang Chen away and beat him to death. 

Even then, his anger wasn't abated. He ordered the boy's corpse hung on the city wall for vultures and scavengers to pick at. Jiang Chen wouldn't even have a body left if the other nobles hadn't persuade the king otherwise, pointing out that open display of a corpse was vulgar and uncivilized, and would adversely impact the kingdom's fortunes.

(this is from a novel called sovereign of the three realms, read it)

(and now it's summary time, and a bit of extra info)

Char: yikes, that brutal, but that's in the past, and as for the summary, dude farted during a ceremony, king got mad, dude got caned to death as dukes had to hold back the king, and for extra info the dude died but a guys soul entered his body, they both have the same name and new dude was the son of the most powerful guy in his past life but couldn't cultivate, he still lived for a long time because doting father, but cataclysm, also the dude basically knows everything, just not the future or full past, just pill recipes and sh*t like that, random teleportation time? I'll do it anyways 

Char starts randomly teleporting everywhere in ZA WARUDO but only stays each place for one real second, he sees many creatures, such as a pheonix, a dragon, devine spirits and so on, even enters a few sects and gets attacked

????: Jiang Feng, don't you find it odd that your son has arisen from the dead? I suspect you were also involved in misleading his majesty. I petition His Majesty to thoroughly investigate the Jiang father and son. If I speak the truth, then the en *Char crashes into this guy while teleporting*

Char: ow, why do I feel like I've stepped on dog shit? *he realises he is sitting on top of a man who looks like the type of guy to make a whole bullshit piece of writing because he has no idea when to stop* 
(a/n: wait a second, why do I f- nevermind)

a fatty is laughing loudly while a few other beings are also laughing slightly but some people are preparing to attack char

Char: what the absolute fuck have I gotten my ass into

a bad author with an op main character, how bad can the story get, will I enjoy writing my story enough that I upload frequently, find out here as we explore why I should never write a story, it just find out about random things I get into

[A/N: Another rewrite, this time I'm certainly sticking to it.]

Jiro Oshima can be seen cutting through armor and flesh like butter with his legendary sword, dodging every attack that comes his way before he was the only one alive, standing over many bloody piles of bodies. His muscular body was covered with the blood of many and there wasn't a drop of blood that belonged to him. Returning home from the massacre, Jiro was welcomed by twelve beautiful women before they kept him awake for the whole night.

However, Jiro's fun was cut short as he woke up on his bed with an erection. Looking around the room's walls that were covered with hentai posters and the countless piles of empty cup noodles. Finding no beauty insight, except for the ones on the posters, Jiro sighed before getting ready for an ordinary day as a senior in high school.

He didn't bother fixing his messy hair as he washed his average-looking face a few times to get himself to wake up, knowing that he shouldn't have stayed up for so long reading that cultivation novel. It wasn't worth it because of how impulsive the main character was. Jiro auto-piloted his daily routine, not bothering to eat breakfast today as well. He left his one-room apartment and walked to school with his usual indifferent as ever eyes, scaring people that walked by him, mostly because of how much he looked like a delinquent.

Jiro knew his life was miserable but didn't plan on ending it all since he couldn't imagine himself not being alive. Additionally, it was stupidly impulsive and that's what he hated the most, impulsive people.

It was a coincidence that he looked to his left to see a girl, who's legs were shaking as she looked at an approaching truck with fear. Time had slowed down enough for Jiro to make a decision whether or not to save her. Additionally, Jiro even recognized the girl, she was very popular in his school and had a way brighter future than him.

Jiro continued to look at her with his emotionless eyes. A small part of him wanted to try to save her, giving meaning to his life, but he just stood there doing nothing. He wasn't paralyzed by fear. No, not in the least, Jiro wasn't impulsive and knew that he would be in the right not to do anything. Again, he wasn't suicidal and couldn't imagine himself not being alive, so trading his own life for another person was out of the question for him.

However, time had also slowed down for the unmanned truck, and it chose to swerve into the mean-looking delinquent instead of the beautiful girl. 

{Extra Info: With that, the truck's assignment for this world was accomplished before it traveled into another world, identical to this one, to look for another heroic highschooler to run over and reincarnate.}

'Huh,' Jiro thought, feeling surprised but his eyes betrayed his emotions, not widening in the least, as he observed the truck swerve into him.

'That was less painful than I expected' He thought, thinking the pain he felt was awfully similar to when he stubbed his toe.

Shortly after, in the dark void that he was now floating in, Jiro saw a big book floating in front of him. He opened the book only to be instantly immersed in the story being told.

The book took him a while to finish before he was devastated to see the book not having an ending. To be honest, it seemed more like the introduction to a light novel than a book, since it took place inside a cultivation world, but still deserved the right to be called a book due to the sheer amount of detail and imagery that the book contained. The book would've been better if its main character didn't have the mind of a child, but it was a good read nonetheless.

After recovering from the shock of the book finishing without an actual ending, Jiro was greeted by a screen that reminded him of those video games he would play, before switching his hobby to reading light novels instead.

[Please Write a Summary of the Book you've just read]
[Reward] Reincarnating with a System

Jiro frowned at the text on the screen but still reluctantly wrote a half-assed summary of the book so he could get his hands on a System to make life much easier. Furthermore, he was delighted to see that he was going to reincarnate instead of his consciousness just disappearing or worse, spending an eternity in this void.

Anyways, his worst subject was English and he would usually write a terrible summary but he felt content with his summary, for the first time in his life, before pressing "Confirm" below the box that was filled with text containing countless spelling mistakes and punctuation errors. And yes, he had to use an on-screen keyboard...

[Fixing Grammar Errors for Reader's Sanity...]

"Hm?" Jiro said, not understanding what it meant by the second half of the sentence.

[Jiro's Summary: The story tells the life of a kid, named Feng Ru, whose mother dies while giving birth to him and father, who got beheaded for offending a noble's spoiled dumbass son. Feng Ru has a sweet sister, named Feng Yingtai who's also two years older than him, and she takes care of him. Once she had awakened a high ranked Inner Qi, at the age of 12, she met a woman who turned out to be an outer-court elder at the local sect. Feng Yingtai entered the sect with a condition that her low-talent brother, Feng Ru, can join too. The woman agreed, knowing that Feng Ru would get kicked out for his low-talent after not meeting the cultivation base criteria in a few years, and figured that it would serve the purpose of de-sensitizing the girl for the real world. Then, Feng Yingtai trains with her new teacher for 4 years, missing his brother while Feng Ru often gets beaten up and treated terribly by his peers for 4 years, but still gives it his all to live up to the being the younger brother of Feng Yingtai.]

His eyes, that had long gotten used to the dark, was blinded by the bright light but after his eyes had adjusted, Jiro was shocked to see that the room, he was standing in, looked identical to how he had imagined Feng Ru's outer-court room looked like, using the book's godly imagery.

Jiro, an 18-year-old senior in high school, gets run over and reincarnates into the body of a talentless 16-year-old in a cultivation world. He's got a system so we shouldn't worry too much for him.

*Cover is not mine if you own the image and want me to remove it, tell me!* Also, the cover is supposed to be how his sister looks like.

No matter how much the officials of the academy tried to block the news, it had spread across the entire River County. There was one twist that would suit him in his current situation. This twist was: the pig in the mirror showed a loser both inside and outside. 

Naturally, with the Yun family as the lead, all the other girls’ aristocratic families were furious and applied pressure to Jin Buyi every two or three days. They urged him to find the real culprit. 

On the other hand, the Wealthy Class Xu family was not happy as well. They felt that Xu Ting was the victim. He was the one that had wanted to catch the thief for justice but had led the trouble onto himself. Not just Xu Ting, but the entire Wealthy Xu family had received a blow to their reputation which could not be remedied.

In his heart, Jin Buyi was so anxious that he wanted to swear.

Although the Martial Arts Academy was in chaos, Qin Wushuang had been left alone. At least for a few days, he would not need to worry about any disturbance from other people. 

The longer he was resurrected, the more he understood about this world. When he thought about the last time Jin Buyi had threatened him with that ugly face, it did not seem strange now. He was the one that was born into the Humble Qin family, and Zhang Xian was the one that had come from the Prominent Zhang family. 

Therefore, Qin Wushuang would be the one to receive the beating, and he would be the one to receive rebuke.

This was the naked reality. In this world, a lower-class identity meant that you committed the sin!

The Prominent Class belonged to the lower-class of aristocracy and ranked second last, right above the last place: Humble Class. One level of difference between classes was the sole reason for the treatment he had received. 

If he were part of the Wealthy Class, then Zhang Xian would be the one to receive Jin Buyi's "admonitions". Of course, he would not be accused by others of having stolen the undergarments. If it were his predecessor, the result would be unimaginable if the accusations were successful.

The cruel reality allowed Qin Wushuang to realize that if he were not strong enough in this world, he would not live with a pride more than the pigs or dogs, especially since he did not have a strong family background. 

Luckily, he was still an aristocratic child. Although he was part of the lowest aristocrats, he still retained the qualification to be a part of the nobility. What about those civilians? Most likely they had a much more difficult time to survive, right?

This world was a sharply divided and hierarchical society! 

Everything had a strict hierarchical system regardless of whether they were humans or objects.

Moreover, this world highly advocated martial arts and almost all its citizens practiced it. All the power in this world must be attained through strength and defended through supreme martial arts power.

The hierarchical system was very clear to all individuals, families, and countries. The strength required at each level had a clear price tag marked on.

Different levels offered different benefits. If you wanted to enjoy more benefits, you could only increase your martial arts ability! This rule applied to all individuals, families, and countries!

Take the current Qin family as an example; they were on the fringe of the aristocracy. Of course, they were in a precarious situation, and at any time, their family could collapse. In the entire River County, a lot of powerhouses were certainly after their aristocratic seat.

In the national “Family Class Evaluation” held every twenty years, there would be an increase or decrease of nobility seats. Under normal circumstances, families were to compete over the existing seats. In the situation where places were limited, naturally some families would rise, and some families would decline; some will leap over the dragon's gate, and some would lose everything.

This session also stimulated each household to stay vigilant, maintained their competence and encouraged them not to slack off. Or else, one mistake would lead to the decline of their class, and even lose their nobility seats!

A hundred years ago, the Qin family was part of the Wealthy Class. Although their level had dropped, they still had the room to downgrade.  They could decline to the Prominent Class, and then to the Humble class.

However, today, the Humble Class was already the lowest of the aristocrats.

They would become civilians if their levels dropped again!

In this world, the concept of civilians was completely different than the civilians from his previous life on Earth. Before the aristocrats, the civilians did not have any freedom. They relied on the nobilities to survive.

If one day, the aristocrats did not see eye to eye with you and came to bully you, you had no other choice but to bear it all. Unless the nobility that sheltered you were willing to protect you, or else, even in the case of murder, you would have gained nothing.

Most likely since the day they were born, the aristocrats already had everything that the civilians had wanted their whole lives. 

Qin Wushuang knew that the aristocrats in this world were much more aggressive than the privileged echelon from his former world.

However, this kind of aggressiveness belonged to others. Although the Qin family was part of the nobility, they did not have the qualification to be aggressive. On the contrary, with others after their nobility seat, they were hounded with fear each day.

Take the duel between Qin Wushuang and the martial arts student Zhang Xian as an example; it appeared to be a dispute caused by students. In fact, behind the scenes, it was a struggle for fame and gain. 

Also, take the underwear stealing incident as another example. If those people had successfully made Qin Wushuang guilty of the crime, even if he did not die, his whole life would have been destroyed anyways. 

However, Qin Wushuang was not depressed even if he was in a pinch and with all the odds were against him. On the contrary, he received motivation, and it stimulated his desire to be challenged.

A wise man from his former world once said: ten-thousand years is too long, it's best to seize every minute.

Qin Wushuang loved these words. Thus, he did not waste a minute and ultimately carried forward his spirit as a martial arts nerd to practice.

In his former world, he had practiced the ancient martial arts out of interests and pursued the arts.

In this world, the environment was much crueler. Martial artists practiced it to save one's skin and to survive in the world!

He had resurrected into this world with his previous life’s memory. Of course, he must practice the existing techniques from his previous world. Before, Qin Wushuang’s predecessor had traveled all around the world and widely read almost all the best martial arts technique books on Earth. Right now, the memories in his brain were like a <Martial Arts Technique Encyclopedia>. 

Under the circumstances when the academy had caused a disturbance, on the one hand, Qin Wushuang contended with them while he practiced hard. Imperceptibly, he had practiced through early spring to the end of the season. Then, he practiced until the end of the entire summer.

In the twinkling of an eye, it had been more than five months since Qin Wushuang had arrived in this world.

He had experienced an extraordinary change throughout these five months.

The current Qin Wushuang had not only grown a lot taller, but the muscles and the bones of his whole body had also reached the limit of the exterior techniques. 

Any of the offensive martial techniques showcased vigorousness and were full-mouthed when he used them. 

What was even better was that his blood vessels had produced a tenacity after being thickened. The muscles of his whole body had arrived at the rebound stage if touched.

This was the initial sign of producing inner strength. 

Although this was not much of an accomplishment compared to his previous life, and most likely it would count as second-rate, it was still the most exciting news to Qin Wushuang who had only resurrected five months ago.

He had achieved this result through his everyday hard work, and it reminded him of the hard-core training he had in his previous life. This sensation made him feel pleasant and splendid.

Each day he gained some results and progressed onwards. To a martial artist, this would be the most exciting news.

That night, Qin Wushuang mediated on the tatami and regulated his breathing. He felt a hot wave of energy traveling back and forth in his blood vessels.

Qin Wushuang compressed his joy and led this energy wave to travel around each artery.

He knew it; it was the inner strength!

The result that he had been waiting for, after so much hard work, had finally come knocking on the door.

Superlative exterior technique led to the natural production of inner strength! 

These words of the training rule were not deceiving after all.  

In his former world, training the exterior techniques would not prevent you from training your inner strength. However, the training rules in this world required you to train your muscles, and blood vessels to a certain degree, to the peak of the exterior techniques and then you could produce inner strength.

It meant that there existed a long training process when you wanted to change your training from exterior to interior. 

No matter how secure your exterior strength was, it was only the stage of the Power Force. And once you had produced inner strength, it marked that you had entered the stage of Genius force!

The stage of Genuine Force marked the upper levels among this world's martial artists. However, there were nine steps in the Genuine Force territory, and he only reached the first stage.

However, besides this level, he still had the experience of his former world and all those rare martial arts technique books in his head. 

He believed that as soon as he entered the Genuine Force, he would not climb the steps in stages like other martial artists. With his martial arts technique books and experiences, there was a lot of hope for him to recover about seventy or eighty percent of his strength within three or four years!

After all, he had reached a crucial stage in his former world. The level of difficulty naturally decreased when he repeated his training process. He had only needed to review the methods in which he would walk a straight path instead of detouring.

Plus, the training environment in this world was much better than the one in his previous world!

He had even fostered a kind of ambition, a sort of illusion that when he recovered the strength of his previous life, there would be an opportunity for him to challenge the realm that he had failed to reach before. 

With the production of internal force, you could enter the Genuine Force. Then, all the classic interior technique books from his former world would become useful.

There were too many books for him to choose. There was the masculine technique called <The Sun Force>; the flexible and feminine method <The Mysterious Dark Force>; the <Bone Transformation>; the Buddhist's classic <The Invisible Force> and also the <Dark North-Draining Power> where you could take others' inner force and use it as your own. 

Qin Wushuang was not in a hurry to learn those techniques because he knew the principle of biting off more than you can chew. In fact, among these rare martial arts techniques, he had only practiced <The Sun Force>. He had never practiced the others even though he had had them memorized in his head.

With the foundation of his former world, he obviously picked <The Sun Force> as his first choice.

Combined with the supreme masculine strength and with the sun power, The Sun Force was the strongest. No water and fire would harm you, and this power would help you to block knives and firearms!

This was the summary of <The Sun Force> and the stage you would enter after success. 

There was another final summary which was incredibly meaningful.

If the enemy was strong, then I am stronger. One flash of power to blast through the sun, I will carry the moon to the river. No matter how robust and bold the enemy is, I am to stand like King Kong!

Here was the final summary of <The Sun Force> technique and was stated on the first page. These words meant that on the surface, this method was full of positive force and belonged to the masculine route. It allowed one to use pure strength to overpower another force. It sought after momentum and supremacy.

A force of the sun and with the power to take the moon to the river. I stand alone like King Kong and seek the supreme momentum of self-advocacy!




(The author wanted to say that readers should know about the martial arts technique practiced by the protagonist if they read Mr. Jinyong’s book. All the techniques originated from his book. However, to avoid copyright, I made some minor changes. You could trace the names from Mr. JinYong’s book. If you have not read his book, don’t treat it seriously, just know that those are very powerful techniques.)






In China’s modern martial arts society, Wu Xinghe was history’s youngest grandmaster of martial arts. He was invincible. Because of a strange incident, he was reincarnated as Qin Wushuang, a poor aristocratic boy in an entirely different world with its own set of rules. With his strong will and passion, he began his journey to pursue the highest peak of martial arts!

The main character’s beliefs are:

Never comply with the aristocrats or the rich people, regardless of any situation. To only depend on your own strength because, eventually, you will have the power to be invincible.

Rise! Soar through the Galaxia! 

Have you ever felt like your travelling faster than light through a tunnel smaller than the pin of a needle? Me neither. It's uncomfortable.

|#| "Hello" |#|

What the hell! "Who is that!"

|#| "I'm the facsimile silly. I'm a partial merger between your and a tiny piece of your benefactors consciousness" |#|

... Okay. "Some questions, where are we going? What should I do when I get there? Do I just get a new body or what? How's it all gonna work?"

|#| "... 1: Don't know 2: Depends 3: You're taking over someone who is braindead but alive 4: Way to broad to answer. Listen. I am you. I know what you know, I know what you want to know. If you die I die too, you don't need to race to ask the right questions. Lemme tell you all I know about how this works" |#|

Oh thank goodness. "Tell me what I need to know"

|#| "Well, first things first. I know very little. I was made for one purpose and one purpose alone. To weave the powers of Fate, Causality and the Fundamental foundations of the universe to our benefit. This will allow me both to hopefully keep us alive and makes me the bridge from which you will send power back to your benefactor or if you manage to get really close to winning and need just a little bit of extra help I am also the bridge through which additional help can arrive." |#|

|#| "I don't actually have any memories or even an independent personality. I am a literal perfect reflection of you, I appear sentient but am in fact more accurately just a branch off the tree that is your sentience. I'm more akin to a part of your brain than a second entity. All that I can do, I do instinctively, even I do not know how it actually works." |#|

|#| "Right now your mind is being downloaded into most suitable vessel that our benefactor could find in this universe, someone close enough to death that their soul could be ripped out of their body and replaced with ours, but alive enough that it won't take too much energy to heal you on arrival. Most likely someone who took a hit to the head causing a localised fatal brain bleed; not much physical material that needs rearranging to restore viability. That's why they do it like this by the way, the effort required to send out 100,000 such souls to take over different universes is still less effort than using an avatar to directly invade just one. Even if 99% of us fail, its still much more efficient. And no before you ask I don't know anything else about the whats or whys, I just figured that part out based on how we are arriving." |#|

Okay fair enough. You said what we had to do when we got there 'depends'. Depends on what?

|#| "Well, soon after arrival is when most perish. You are literally jumping into a body that moments ago died from something. You might get lucky and arrive inside someone who had an unlucky fall or some kind of innocuous accident that won't make any witnesses ask how they survived. But in more than half of cases new arrivals enter a lose-lose scenario where they are either killed again or locked up or some other critical failure scenario that results in immediate seed recall, a.k.a death anyway." |#|

Oh.

|#| "To make matters worse, because our goal is to completely subvert and control every living being and physical law of the universe we are invading, it is necessary to inhabit a body that has not ever used or controlled any of these laws themselves, someone untrained in the use of any of the most powerful forces in their home universe. Bottom of the ladder. Fodder. Prey. If we survive I can change things several orders of magnitude faster than any other mortal, but I need time and safety, two things that could possibly be in short supply." |#|

So if we are unlucky and someone beat me to death for example. I'll just promptly die again when they realise I'm still breathing?

|#| "Hmm, not necessarily. I won't be able to transform anything about us initially. To do that I will need you to take actions that change the fate of individuals in this new plane, help them, harm them, it doesn't matter; I can take that shifting causality and weave it into permanent boons for us. On arrival we will not have caused any changes I can utilize. But..." |#|

...but what?

|#| "But that is not counting the changes that have been made in advance of our arrival. It takes an enormous amount of energy to enact even small changes from outside the planar barrier of the universe, hence the economy of our arrival in simply healing the body. But extensive alterations were made to our soul, to your consciousness, before we were sent on our way. A helpful voice in your head is only the beginning of what has been done to us." |#|

Well that is slightly disconcerting. Alright, what changes? What kinds of goodies have we got?

|#| "Okay, well literally thousands, it's probably easier if I just present you a practical summary of the capacities it grants us, rather than the actual underlying meta-spiritual modifications. I'll update the info after arrival to make it more relevant once we know what kind of place and what the natural laws of the universe actually are. The previous two never became strong enough to transmit intelligible intel back to the benefactor, so we are going in blind. Lots of modifications have been made to our soul that are only useful in very specific universes, chances are we are not showing up in one of those so there is no point going through a hundred different useless alterations; but here is what we can do that I think will likely be immediately useful..." |#|

| # # #| Capacity Summary | # # #|
:-: Soul Traits :-:
Time displacement: Our mind exists partly outside of time within the place between places, this allows us to choose the speed through which we advance through Causality. In practical terms this gives us a near limitless amount of time to react to any situation and consider its ramifications, to devise plans and to execute actions with painstaking precision. I'm also pretty sure I can use this to stop us from ever needing to sleep, I might need a few days to figure that one out though.

Dispersed Cognition: Our sentience remains housed fully within our soul rather than being dependent on our physical vessel. As such things like head trauma or pain will not impair our ability to concentrate or take action. This has its limits though, an injury destroying the part of our brain that controls our lungs would stop us from breathing, and we would likely die very quickly from the blood loss as well. Not to mention an injury that would normally knock us out would do so for good reason, continuing to move around rapidly just because we can could cause further brain damage that fainting was meant to prevent. A useful practical implication, we are immune to all natural torture, we can fake being able to feel pain though if required; I can split off a mirco-copy of our consciousness and allow it to authentically react to pain, it wouldn't even be pretending. Unless someone had the ability to detect multiple streams of consciousness it would be impossible for us to be discovered. Dispersed Cognition lets me modify just about anything about how we think as much as I want really; we don't have unlimited mental capacity, but the ability to concentrate on multiple things and slow down time means we might as well have. Speaking of which...

Maximum Mental Potential: We are still innately linked to the physical vessel we are inhabiting, as such its not possible to be infinitely intelligent. But we will be as smart as your vessel could have been with an ideal upbringing and fashioning of their mind. Perhaps a better description would be a perfectly trained mind. Either way unless we are really unlucky you will be smarter and more strategic than in your previous life, fingers crossed. If we encounter someone smarter than you that is cooperative or can be forced, I could modify us up to their level of intellect.
| # # #| End Capacity Summary | # # #|

Okay. Wow. How long do we have before we 'arrive'.

|#| "Oh we already have, I'm just stopping us from advancing through Causality until we were done talking. And I can tell you we have arrived in a quite unusual host. A young girl, about 14 years old. Something partially crushed her larynx causing her to only be able to breathe in blood coughing spurts. She got enough oxygen to prevent cell death everywhere except her brain, seems she willingly departed her body when we started pulling, didn't want to live anymore is my guess. Our benefactor actually took a liking to her, I felt her being pulled in for an audience, probably to be offered the same deal we were. She had no other injuries. This may be an unlucky arrival, she was probably assaulted, the damage is consistent with an adult punching her hard in the throat. The oxygen starvation means we won't be able to access her memories for a few hours, unfortunate, that will make blending in very difficult if there is anyone that knows her or asks questions. If you are ready, we can start the flow of time. Can't avoid beginning forever." |#|

Oh boy, yeah let's get this started. We can just pause again if we need more time to think anyway.

What do you do when God offers you a loan?

Well let me tell you this much, this girl, me, is gonna do whatever it takes to stay alive the second time.

::Spoilers from Chapter 1 below::


When a young girl is given a second chance and what seems like an almost unstoppable power but is informed that the previous two inheritors didn't even last 30 years before they failed. Thrown into a world she knows nothing about other than that it is her mission to dominate the entire universe to repay God, how will she even begin?

At this moment, Yao Yan burst into the room, approaching Qiu Yue with panic.

She was so scared when she saw Qiu Yue missing from her apartment this morning.

What if she had…?! With thoughts running through her mind in frenzy, she felt panic build up.

No!

She was afraid and so she immediately used the system to track Qiu Yue. Her mind flashing back to Qiu Yue's eyes that had lost all her light, feelings, and will to live.

After ascertaining Qiu Yue's state, she noticed the two males; a brown-haired male - who looked like he could almost cry - and another black haired male. Yaoyan recognized these two as characters from the plot of this world's story. 

When Qiu Yue notice Yao Yan attention is no longer on her, she approached Yao Yan waveringly. However this time, her eyes also held guilt, along with deep sadness within them. Slowly, she pulled Yao Yan close and hugged her. 

"I'm sorry... " 

Qiu Yue said softly, though everyone present in that room was close enough to hear her. 
Yao Yan softly patted her back as if coaxing a small child. 

....

Qiao Feng narrowed his eyes looking at Qiu Yue so close to the woman who had just burst into the room, but then he remembered that she'd been upset because of a certain "he". 


Yao Yan was just thankful that the man named Qiao Feng had helped Qiu Yue to find a purpose again, regardless of his intentions. However, if he dared to touch Qiu Yue, she had enough confidence to deal with him and hundreds more. 


Nodding at Qiao Feng, Qiu Yue, Yao Yan, and Yu Se walked back to her apartment. Yu Se was grateful for this new friend Qiu Yue had found. He could sense that she truly cared for Qiu Yue but he felt very envious. How come his sister never acted so cute with him anymore? In the past, she would always trail after him all the time but slowly, as she grew up she became a tsundere. Of course, she was still the cutest sister ever! But he really wanted her to hug him while calling him 'brother~'! 

Worried that his cute sister hadn't eaten yet, he ran to the kitchen as soon as they reached Qiu Yue's apartment, while Yao Yan took Qiu Yue to her bedroom. 


"YanYan... give me the plot for this world!"

Though perhaps the sadness in her eyes may never leave her, Qiu Yue didn't want to just give up. Not yet. She was not one to give up so fast, even before the comfort and consolation that others tried to give her, she couldn't allow herself to act so broken anymore.


Yao Yan narrowed her eyes at Qiu Yue but still nodded. 

"But before that! You need to see the points you got for the previous world." 

With an electronic 'ting!' Qiu Yue could see a translucent screen in front of her. 

Host: Qiu Yue 
System Number: 00663 

Main Mission: Break apart the female lead's (Bao FeiYin) reverse harem. 

Completed - Rewarded 200 points. 

Hidden Mission: Find the true antagonist of the story. (Wang Xi) 

Completed - Rewarded 100 points. 

System Gift Pack x1! 
Consists of: 
2x Free Attribute Point(s) 
1x Inscription Talisman(s)
5x Memory Retrieval Capsules(s) 
2x Nuclear Bomb(s) 
5x Clothes Creation Talisman 
50x Points 

Personal Data: 

Name: Qiu Yue 

Host Level: 9 (100)

Age: 21 

Charm: 80 (100) [Subjective to people's standard of beauty. Additional note: 100 when seen through the eyes of lovestruck people.]

Physical Strength: 20 (100) [Weak]

Intelligence: 75 (100) [When compared to a normal person; Can sometimes be very stupid.] [A/N: *cries*]

Common Sense: 10 (10) [Inherently skewed, affected by host character body in each world]

Luck: 1 (10) 

Talent: 75 (100) 

Points: 350 

Inventory: Hairpin x1, Wedding Band x1 

Evaluation: A (Completed main mission and hidden mission with commendable effort) 

Reading her attributes Qiu Yue felt a bit shocked. How come her attributes were so low? Other than talent and charm, it really hurt to see this. Also why the hell was the system calling her common sense skewed?! Well, at least the system knows she's a smart woman.

Especially that luck of hers... 

Fine. She had always known she was unlucky. 

But what is with those rewards? 

Well whatever, she wasn't really in the mood to use them anyways. 

Qiu Yue imagined the screen gone and it instantly disappeared from view. After that Qiu Yue tried pulling up the screen again by imagining it and it did! Putting it away, Qiu Yue nodded at Yao Yan. 

Out of nowhere, Yao Yan pulled out the plot summary for this world. 


Evidently, this was a story set in the world of show business. 

Currently, there were still 6 months before the female lead would enter the world of show business. As for the official storyline... Qiu Yue guessed that perhaps it would start in a month's time. Obviously, the system was being nice to her, it was giving her time to get used to this world. Coincidentally there were four male leads in this world. 

The female lead of this world was named Liang ZiQin and was an orphan. One day she was scouted on the streets to become an idol, but it turned out that this was a scam. Before ZiQin knew it, she was caught in a web of deceit and lies, but before anything untoward could happen to her, men that looked like mercenaries silently entered the base she was held in and killed everyone, rescuing her. They left no evidence and the organization behind this left it alone as they realized they had touched a hidden dragon that mustn't be disturbed. 


Liang ZiQin was brought back to a big house and there she met her grandfather. He was alive? It was explained that her mother, his only daughter, had run away with her father as her grandfather had disapproved of their match. 

Her mother was an accomplished military officer and martial artist but her father was just a normal teacher, who, in her grandfather's eyes, was completely unsuited for his daughter. But how could the daughter of such an esteemed military general be anything but valiant? She fought with her father, but to spare him any further grief, she ran away with her lover. 


Sadly her parents hadn't lived for a long time, dying in a car crash, but ZiQin knew that they had loved each other very much till the very last day of their time together. 

ZiQin's grandfather cried that day, as they both reconciled. Though it was a tad bit too late. You see, her grandfather was terminally ill and was fated to die soon, very soon. Though ZiQin did her best to take care of her grandfather, it was to no avail as he soon passed away, leaving ZiQin with his entire heritage. 

Being an esteemed military general from the influential Liang family, his assets were considerable, even the bodyguards he employed were the best of the best, who would perhaps not even work for others no matter the remuneration. Even bigger was the place he held in the military, the respect he commanded from every one of his comrades, and all this was passed down to ZiQin. 

But to Liang ZiQin, the most important thing he'd left for her were the memories of her grandfather filling the void after her parents past away and her mother's identity. 


Qiu Yue put down the summary and sighed, pinching her nose. 

Yao Yan has already left the room seeing her apparently normal state, saying that she was going to go out for some time, and to call her if anything came up. 

This time, the story was quite different from the previous world. There were a few discrepancies and things that were left unsaid but Qiu Yue felt a bit bad for this female lead, Liang ZiQin. Of course she couldn't know how she was in reality without actually meeting her, but for now, Qiu Yue held a good view of her personality. 

She picked up the summary again to continue reading. 


Liang ZiQin was distraught and had no experience dealing with her grandfather's estate, but how could her grandfather not have known that? He'd left his advisor's son to help her, and there entered the first male lead. He was also one of the people who had rescued her, so we shall call him Military Male Lead. 

They slowly grew closer, but for some reason, they didn't spend any... close time together. If you know what she meant. 

"At least she had someone to help with her grief... that's nice..." 

Qiu Yue smiled softly even though her eyes were a bit sad. When she'd lost her grandparents... well it wasn't a memory she liked to relive. 

Continuing forward, Liang ZiQin walked on her earlier path to enter the world of show business as an idol! This time, legitimately. 

ZiQin joined the same agency that Qiu Yue was currently part of, seemingly with the talent she had, though she'd gained the invite to the auditions because of her new status. The second male lead... was amazingly Qiu Yue's current manager. Qiao Feng was notably the best manager in the agency but was being suppressed because of his only idol, that was, of course, Qiu Yue. 

Qiao Feng and Liang ZiQin grew closer as Qiao Feng had been keeping an eye on her since her auditions. But because Xiang Qiu Yue was using her parent's influence to keep Qiao Feng from taking any other artist under him, while she herself was not talented enough to do any good roles, Qiao Feng was left unable to shine. 

Regarding Xiang Qiu Yue, from the summary, it seemed that this girl was very willful and she hated being inferior to the female lead, though the female lead seemed to avoid meeting her as much as possible. This led Xiang Qiu Yue to believe that the female lead had considered her beneath her, not even meeting her! 

To this person Qiu Yue just wanted to say.... please girl, don't think too much, please. 

Xiang Qiu Yue's life from then on seemed to go downhill as she kept trying to challenge the female lead, always losing. Finally, her parents had enough of her antics and cut her off from the show business, sending her to another country with armed guards, not to protect, rather imprison. 

The female lead didn't taunt or pity Xiang Qiu Yue to her face, thinking it'd hurt her instead, but because of her personality even being ignored, it irritated Xiang Qiu Yue, leading to this mess. You could say it was all the plot... 

Qiu Yue let out an exasperated sigh, and she held her forehead in her hand. This truly... she couldn't blame either the female lead, not Xiang Qiu Yue... it was just a whole bunch of miscommunication. 

Remember kids, communication is very important, in clear words. 


"Anyways!" 

Qiu Yue exclaimed, putting away the summary. She was done with this for now. 

"Either way, there are still six months till I see the female lead... there's no need to finish reading it now!" 

Thus Qiu Yue discarded the summary, throwing it into a sad corner where the summary cried, abandoned. 


She quickly dove into her bed, closing her eyes and almost immediately the darkness took over her, leading to a night filled with annoying dreams.

KO-FI: Qiu_Yue     (QiuYue|Crystall1z3d) 
PATREON: Qiu_Yue     (Crystall1z3d) 



This reverse harem novel, Qiu Yue didn't like at all. She wondered how she'd ended up with such a system, did her hate for harem reach such heights? 

Female Lead has opened a free tofu stall. 

Male lead is annoying Qiu Yue with passion. 

This poor main character who isn't an assassin, isn't a doctor, isn't even a writer! 

Main character: Wait, why are you coming here! You're supposed to hate me! Stop, STOP. 

And the System - ahhhh she's out picking up guys. ╮(－_－)╭



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The sports school hired 30 coaching assistants, including Dai Li. In the meeting room, the HR manager was holding an employment contract in his hand as he said, "After you sign this trial contract, you are in the three-month trial period. I won't say anything else about discipline, I've said enough. During the trial period, your salary will be 800 yuan per month. The formal contract of employment will be signed after the trial period. Everybody should try their best. I can fire you whenever I want if I feel your performance isn't good enough during the trial period!"
Somebody immediately whispered, "It's already June. The summer holiday is around the corner. I bet we don't have a lot of work to do during the holiday, which would mean that we only really only have a one-month trial period."
"You are right. The best thing about being a teacher is that we can rest for three months during the summer and winter holidays every year and get paid," another person said in agreement.
The HR manager stood on the platform and said, "You might think that there won't be too much work to do since the next two months are the summer holiday, and that nobody will be fired. I must tell you that you are completely wrong. The following two months are what will really matter to you!" His words got everybody's attention. All the new employees stopped their writing and looked at the manager.
He stopped for a second, almost as if to add dramatic effect to arouse people's interest, and then continued, "There isn't much time left before the summer holiday. Our school will organize a few training classes in the next two months, and all the new coaching assistants have to be a part of it. We'll decide if you can stay or not directly based on your performance."
According to the rules, public schools were not allowed to organize training classes. However, the sports school was different from other public schools since it was a place for cultivating athletes. A lot of students in the sports school came from selection exams. The school could use these exams to organize and open training classes during the holidays to make some extra cash.
Many people became very nervous after hearing "open training classes." The main job for the new coaching assistants was to train athletes. It made them nervous knowing that they were going to enter the front line of training when they still didn't have enough experience. On top of that, they would be evaluated to see if they could stay or not based off of it.
Unlike the others, Dai Li was excited to begin. The last thing he was worried about was training since he had the Coaching System to help him. He was actually hoping that the training would start as soon as possible so he could get enough empirical value to upgrade to the next level.
…
"Li, look over this material and print it out!"
"Li, this is the summary of last year's work. Follow this form and make a summary for this year."
"Li, make an excel sheet of this name list and give it to me."
"Li, this is what I'm going to apply for. Fill out an application. We need to ask for something from the general department."
"Li, this is the list of names with contacts on it that the admissions office just sent to us. Make it into an excel sheet and email it to the training department."
Dai Li was very busy, not because of his extraordinary ability, but because he was a college student.
In the normal job market, college students were similar to stray dogs, and masters were everywhere. Even PhD students were not difficult to find. A person with an undergraduate degree did not rank high on the job market. However, here in the sports school, an undergraduate degree was the highest rank achievable. Many of the coaches here were retired athletes who focused mainly on training instead of studying. All they were able to do was sit in front of the computer and click their mouse to surf the internet, watch movies, and play games. Most of them didn't even know how to use Microsoft Office. If one of them had been asked to write a summary, they wouldn't be able to write more than 200 or 300 words.
This was Dai Li's area of expertise. All work that involved a computer was given to him. The assistants with less of an education could only apply themselves to physical labor.
After a few days of working, Dai Li had a general idea of the summer training class that was about to start. There were several sports projects in this class. The most popular ones were table tennis class and basketball class. Most of the students who had signed up for table tennis were primary school students. As for basketball, most of them were middle school students. There weren't many high school students since studying occupied most of their time. The only one class that had them was the 100m sprint training class. It targeted high school students who were about to start their third year and whose goal was to take the track and field competition for national second-class athletes in September to receive their certificates.
The certificate of national second-class athlete was very important for the graduating students who wanted to take the college entrance exam. As long as they could get the certificate, they would be qualified to take the special exam for sports held by key colleges. If they were lucky enough, they might even be able to be admitted to the college with a score of 100 points. And even if they didn't pass the special exam, they could still become sports talent students. With the ability a national second-class athlete possessed, it wouldn't be very difficult for them to be a sports talent student and enter the college.
Besides, there was a policy in place where if a graduating student had the certificate of national second-class athlete, then he or she could enjoy the benefit of 20 additional points. Even one point on the exam could help you eliminate hundreds of thousands of competing applicants. Twenty points was a big enough deal to attract most of the examinees.
This wasn't the only benefit, either. The training fee was pretty high—15,000 yuan for two months, which meant 250 yuan per day. In first-tier cities, the price might have been less of a worry. However, in Yuzhou City, a fourth-tier city, the price was too high for most parents with normal incomes.
It was not easy to become a national second-class athlete, even if the training period was two months complete with full days of training. The students had to have some basic sports ability to achieve the goal. It would take forever for those with muscle imbalances to achieve such a feat. The 100m race was chosen because it was the easiest one both for students and coaches. At least for the level of national second-class athlete, there weren't many difficult movements to master.
Time flew by, and by July all the students were ready for the holiday. The sports training class was also ready to welcome the new students.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Searching case files.
'The Case Of Multiple Missing Persons'— searching through questioning transcripts and police interview recorders.
Number of missing persons: 15. 
Date of the first case: 5th of March. 
Case summary: There have been multiple cases of missing persons in Zhou City, and the victims have four things in common. 
Firstly, they were alone before their disappearances. They were either at their workplace, residential area, or home;
Secondly, there were no footprints, fingerprints, hair, dander, or any other leads found near the locations of disappearances;
Thirdly, the victims had informed either friends or family about hearing mysterious footsteps via phone; 
Lastly, none of them suffered loss of property.
"Good day, Miss Li. We're from the Fuyang Street Police Station, and we have come regarding the disappearance of your good friend Miss Ye Xiaoli. Given that you were the first one to discover her disappearance and report it, we need to ask you for some details to help us solve this case and locate Ye Xiaoli as soon as possible."
"Ah, oh, oh, okay… this is?"
"This is our interview recorder. Both our writing and recorder are part of the standard operating procedure for police questioning; you have nothing to worry about, Miss Li."
"Hmm, okay. My apologies. It's...it's my first time experiencing something like this...it's my first time dealing with the police. I'm...I'm a little nervous. Sorry for the inconvenience."
"It's understandable, let's continue."
"O...Okay, go ahead with the questions."
"We found Ye Xiaoli's phone on the floor of her house. After looking through her call logs, we found that you were the last person she called. Ye Xiaoli called you a total of four times within the span of two hours. The first call was at 1907 hours, the second was at 1915 hours, the third at 1959 hours, and the fourth at 2039 hours. The longest call was the third call, lasting 37 minutes, whereas the last call lasted for five seconds, and that was made within three minutes of the termination of the third call. This means that Ye Xiaole called you right after she hung up. Might we ask why she called you so many times before she disappeared?"
"I don't know if you would believe there are...tainted...things...in this world? The other day she told me that she was afraid. She sounded terrified; her voice was trembling as she spoke on the phone," said Li Siya, whimpering. 
"Tainted things? Relax, Miss Li, take your time. Come, dry your tears."
"Thank...thank you…"
"As Ms. Li is emotionally unstable at the moment, she is unfit to be questioned. We shall wait till she is ready before we proceed with the questioning." 
"I...I'm better now; continue with the questioning. Please! You have to find Ye Xiaoli! You have to save her!" 
"Don't worry, Ms. Li. It's our job to find her. Ms. Li, you were saying that Ye Xiaoli sounded terrified on the phone?"
"That day I...I heard it. Xiaoli was scared...I could hear it in her voice. She was very frightened! In the Finance Department, she had never been the timid one. But on that day, I could hear her fear through the phone. She was scared, and she felt that she was in danger! She had just returned from her annual leave, and there was quite a fair amount of work to be done in the Finance Department. Xiaoli is one of our bosses's relatives's niece, and there are some financial matters that outsiders, like us, can't know about. You understand what I'm trying to say...don't you? On that day...Xiaoli stayed back alone. Normally, all the girls in the department stayed back, but that day was different. At seven in the evening, out of nowhere, Xiaoli called me. She sounded anxious; her voice trembled. I could feel her terror. She must have been shivering. She said that she could hear the sound of a man's feet coming from the corridor outside her office. She said that it sounded like the man was pacing back and forth, and that the sound got louder as he slowly approached the office from the stairway--" She broke off, gasping for breath. 
"Ms. Li, do you need to take a break?"
"...No...I...am better now." She pushed between gasps. 
"Okay."
"Xiaoli said that she thought it was someone pulling a prank, but everytime she called out--"Who is it?"--or rushed out of the office to see who it was, the sound vanished, only to come back after a few minutes. It would head toward the office from the stairway, pacing continuously back and forth. Everytime it neared the office entrance it would stop. It was as if...as if one of those old, replayable cassettes, with the two spools of back tape, was being replayed--over and over again."
"Yes, we know that."
"After some time, Xiaoli called me again. She still sounded anxious and afraid. The sound of footfalls was still there. It never left. She could hear it pacing between the stairway and the office, continuing back and forth, exactly like a tape being played. Xiaoli was already sobbing in fear. Finally, she dashed out of her office without turning off her computer, nor finishing her work."
"What happened after that? Did Ye Xiaoli reach home safely?"
"Yes, yes. Xiaoli was still on the phone with me when she was on the taxi ferrying her home. She was too afraid to put down the phone. She was afraid that she might start overthinking the situation. Whether it was a prank or not, she never knew. All she wanted was for me to be with her through our call. Xiaoli was really rattled this time...WAIT! That's not right! Wrong, wrong wrong! It's totally wrong! Xiaoli hung up once she got home, but she called back almost instantly. She was weeping and shrieking, repeating that he had arrived, he had followed her, he was coming, he was following her...Can you imagine how defenseless Xiaoli felt at the time. She lost it completely!" finished Li Siya in a whimper. 
"Miss Li! What happened to Ye Xiaoli after that?"
Li Siya could not go on. 
"Control your breathing. Take a deep breath and exhale slowly Miss Li, you have to find a way to calm yourself down. Now slowly calm yourself down. You are safe, no one can hurt you." 
"Inhale...exhale…inhale...exhale…
"Did the sound of the footsteps follow Ye Xiaoli to the apartment unit she was renting?"
Li Siya did not answer. 
"Miss Li, was Ye Xiaoli telling you that she heard the footsteps again the last time she was talking to you over the phone before her disappearance?"
She still did not answer. 
"Miss Li, please tell us right now, in the five-second call Ye Xiaoli last had with you, what happened to her? This affects the chances we have of finding your friend Ye Xiaoli within the crucial 24 hours of her disappearance."
"Please, you have to save Xiaoli! The footsteps… the footsteps were right in Xiaoli's apartment! It was in her apartment! It was coming out of her bedroom--step by step! Why! Why! Xiaoli was crying and screaming over the phone!"
"Are you saying that the footsteps appeared right in Ye Xiaoli's apartment?!"
Once again the officer was met with silence. 
"What happened after that? Miss Li?"
He paused but she did not answer. 
"Miss Li? Miss Li!"
Silence. 
"Li Siya, please cooperate with us for the purposes of this investigation. Tell us: What did Ye Xiaoli last see in her bedroom? Did the footsteps sound different from the previous one? Did it happen right in front of Xiaoli? Did Xiaoli see what the suspect looks like?" 
She never answered any of the questions. 
Searching case files. 
'The Fall Of Tongjiang Bridge'— questioning transcripts, police interview recorders, 212 video recordings from the Road Transport Department, a technical report of the bridge, technical reports of affected cars, SD memory cards from dashcams, autopsy reports.
Death toll: 53. 
Date of the first case: 2nd of March. 
Case summary: Cars were reported falling from Tonjiang Bridge into the river below. The bridge was open to the public of Zhuo City for two days as part of a trial. Over the course of the two days, twenty-one cars fell into the river, resulting in fifty-three deaths. The trial has been suspended and the bridge closed ever since. Both incidents have three things in common: 
First, in both cases, all incidents took place at night with no witnesses;
Second, there were no survivors. None of the people in the cars that fell survived; 
And last, CCTV footage from the Road Transport Department revealed no suspicious vehicles, people, or potential targets near any of the cars that fell at the time of the incidents. 
"Um… uh… officer, do you know that we have a saying in the construction industry? It's called… life piling."
"Using people as piling?"
"Yes, yes. It is the same thing, it is the same thing, but it's a taboo to say it that way. We usually call it 'life piling'. Officer, it looks like you too...believe in this?"
"That is just an old piece of superstition made by our ancestors. An ancient habit taken from the history of Lu Ban. Are you trying to tell me that the Tongjiang Bridge incidents took place because of a missing life pile?"
"No, no, it's not because of a missing life pile, but because of the river. The river is cruel, and this place is vicious. A single life pile...might not, um...maybe...a few more...life piles. Then maybe the viscidity of the river would be reduced. We have a saying in our line of work for that: if you can't drill pilings in a suburb, using a life pile would grant instant success. And if you can't drill pilings into a former cemetery, using a life pile would grant instant success...but there is also one other saying--sacrifice an animal before constructing a building, sacrifice a person before building a bridge. Building a bridge is more costly than building a tall building…"
 "Pa! Zhang Chengde, how could you, a science stream student, believe in such ancient superstitions?! As a vetran with many decades under your belt in the construction industry, you are too superstitious. Tell me, did you, Zhang Chengde, sacrifice lives for all your previous housing projects, school projects or bridge projects? Had you deceived innocent farmers, frogmen or the homeless? Did you send them underground before pouring concrete on them? Killing them for your life piles? At the end of the day, you could have explained it away as an accident, thus avoiding legal trouble, couldn't you? I think your brain needs to be filled with bullets." 
Searching case files. 
'The Case Takeaways Infested With Human Oil', also known as 'The Takeaways Infused With Oil From Delivery Men's Corpses'.
Death toll: unconfirmed.
Suspected cases: unconfirmed. 
Date of the first case: unconfirmed. 
Case summary: classified!


Missing people... Cars mysteriously falling off the Tongjiang Bridge... The world is going mad and it is up to Fang Zheng to prepare himself for it. What will he get himself into? What horrors will he face? Are YOU ready to join Fang Zheng on his journey to hunt the wicked? Ps. Save this one for a lonely midnight.

1984 part one summary

Summary

Terror Infinity

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Cultivation is a Game {Hiatus}

Soaring of Galaxia

Dominate the Universe

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