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Language : English
Publication Date : 12/28/2020

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Page Count : 128
ISBN : 9781664149663
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ISBN : 9781664149656About the Book
There is a massive amount of historical information available about Marian Anderson in over twenty biographies, her extensive personal papers at the University of Pennsylvania Library, the National Marian Anderson Historical Society's Residence Museum, various PBS documentaries, the Smithsonian Institute, the Internet and undocumented verbal stories that have circulated in her home town of Philadelphia for years. Researching her long 96-year life was an exciting privilege, but time-consuming. Those who may remember Marian Anderson as simply a "great singer," are probably missing 90% of what this trailblazing humanitarian's contribution to our society really accomplished. Readers of this condensed chronological compilation can now more quickly realize, and learn to appreciate, the teachable lessons of Marian Anderson’s well-lived long life---possibly in just one or two sittings, stimulating further future study of her from the above sources and the list of books included in the Appendix. At one time the press consistently covered Marian Anderson and she was written into history books, but that is no more. If students do not learn about her and people don’t talk about her, they forget. Through a series of events, in March of 2019, I discovered the National Marian Anderson Historic Society that is headquartered in the Anderson Family’s home, that is now an official historic residence museum, in my hometown of Philadelphia. It took me a few more visits to begin to absorb what is there. After each visit, I left with mixed feelings of awe, newfound respect, and embarrassment…. How could I, having lived in Philadelphia for so long---not far from the very home Marian Anderson purchased in 1924, now a museum---in a neighborhood I went through frequently, have absolutely no idea that I was passing in the vicinity of such greatness? After reading Marian Anderson’s autobiography, my hunger to know more lead me to discover over twenty other biographies from excellent books for school children up to several well-researched works by distinguished scholars. It is with the latter academic group that I have principally drawn on to compile and condense

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Meng Chuan carefully read the biographies. Many of these were written by large clans about a particular ancestor of theirs for publicity! Some of them were independently written by commoners because the Godfiend in question was truly famous. Some of the most famous Godfiends' biographies had dozens of versions. Some sects had voluntarily written down biographies for Godfiends. The most exaggerated ones were the autobiographies. The Godfiends who wrote those hoped that their descendants would remember their deeds.
These biographies are mainly telling stories. Sometimes, only a few sentences in one book are useful to my cultivation. It's even possible that I can't find anything useful in a single biography. Also, some of these stories are highly credible and some are less trustworthy. They need to be classified accordingly.
Meng Chuan came from a Godfiend family clan after all. With the guidance of Mirror Lake Dao Academy's system, his foundation was very solid. His top-notch saber art had reached the Greater Mastery stage, and he was only a step away from reaching Unity.
With such a foundation, he was better equipped to distinguish the utility of each biography.
In one of the biographies, Meng Chuan saw a maxim from the North Sword Emperor that was directed towards his descendants. Not putting your heart and mind into sword practice makes one merely a slave of the sword. Only by putting your heart and mind into training will you become the master of the sword.
As he stared at these words, he pondered. The descendant that North Sword Emperor gave pointers to was a Seamless realm expert. The latter's sword technique should have reached Unity at the very least. He should have put his heart and mind into it during his usual training, but the North Sword Emperor still said that… Clearly, he didn't consider the Seamless realm expert to have put his heart and mind into his cultivation.
 …
Meng Chuan continued reading the Godfiends' biographies.
Occasionally, the maxims left behind by a particular Godfiend or certain deeds led to Meng Chuan speculating.
To normal people, it was only a story.
But in the eyes of someone looking for inspiration, one could see the reasons behind the strength of Godfiends.
One skill to eat your fill; one skill to kill. All you need is one skill without the frills. This was a quote from one of the biographies. It came from a conversation between a powerful Godfiend—Fiend Saber Wei Feng—and his disciple three thousand years ago. There were a total of fifteen versions of Fiend Saber Wei Feng's story sold in the Eastcalm Prefecture.
Amongst them, there were similar sayings to "one skill to eat your fill; one skill to kill. All you need is one skill without the frills." Meng Chuan also recorded this down.
Apart from the biographies, he also valued the family teachings from the famous Godfiend family clans.
Family teachings were left behind by Godfiends. Generally speaking, they were matters Godfiends believed were extremely important.
The more he recorded, the more shocked he became.
Aim for the skies; not doing so will only result in mediocrity. It's indeed right to learn from the most powerful Godfiends in history! However, the biographies are just the tip of an iceberg. Without a strong foundation, it's very easy for one to go astray. Meng Chuan realized this because he noticed that many family's teachings emphasized one's cultivation foundation.
All members of the family were to enter the Dao Academies and receive a complete education in cultivation.
This was because the Dao Academies were established by the oldest sect in the world—Archean Mountain. They were in every large city in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all Dao Academies' education system was established by Archean Mountain. Only by cultivating in the Dao Academies could one have a solid foundation.
Of course, it only taught him the basics. His saber arts were only one step away from reaching the Unity realm. The Dao Academy had taught him all he needed in his seven years of cultivation. What he needed was to figure things out himself now.
My foundation is sufficient. What I need now is the final step to make a breakthrough. Much of what I've recorded today has inspired me. However, there's no rush. I'll read through these books briefly before consolidating them. I need at least three Godfiends to have shared similar cultivation principles before I consider them trustworthy.
…
Day after day, Meng Chuan gathered and consolidated knowledge in ever-increasing amounts. He also included the "Immutable Laws" of Mirror Lake Dao Academy—they were cultivation rules that Archean Mountain had set in stone.
The combination of the two allowed Meng Chuan to understand even more.
It's done.
In the evening, Meng Chuan looked at his notebook and smiled. These five days have been more important than the past five years of my cultivation. Meng Chuan looked at the notebook in excitement. He now had a clearer understanding of cultivation.
The first commandment of cultivation emphasized the extreme importance of one's foundation. It was akin to the foundation of a house. Entering the Dao Academy and undergoing a complete cultivation system was the best choice.
The second commandment emphasized frequency. No matter how much one imagined inwardly, it couldn't be compared to cultivating ten thousand times! Sayings like drawing one's saber ten thousand times and repeating Sanguine Shadow Thrust daily were mentioned by twelve Godfiends.
The third commandment was one skill to eat your fill! It was similar to the second commandment; he only needed one skill to kill enemies. If he cultivated one skill to the extreme, it would be more useful than cultivating ten other relatively powerful killer moves.
The fourth commandment involved the difficulty of cultivation. Even if one endured hardships and grit their teeth to cultivate, they would only be novices! Only those who truly enjoyed and immersed themselves in cultivation and carefully studied the profundity of each move, could become a grandmaster.
He also understood the true meaning behind the North Sword Emperor's words "not putting your heart and mind into sword practice makes one merely a slave of the sword. Only by putting your heart and mind into training will you become the master of the sword." The typical cultivator trained hard, but this wasn't them putting their heart into it. To truly enjoy the swordplay, be obsessed with it, to abandon everything external, and completely indulge in training like a crazed demon would one become a grandmaster. Otherwise, one would only be a novice.
The fifth commandment: "Progress in the day, change over the months, success will ultimately come…"
The sixth commandment…
…
There were a total of nine commandments.
All of the commandments had at least three Godfiends mentioning them. Furthermore, with what Meng Chuan knew, he found them extremely reasonable.
I've been practicing my saber every day for several hours to exhaustion. But no matter how tired I was, I'd just grit my teeth and endure it. In the past, I thought I was putting in the effort, but clearly, that doesn't mean putting my mind and heart into it. I need to be enjoying and immersing myself in the saber arts while I seriously ponder over every move. Meng Chuan felt that this was the biggest problem he had. To begin with, cultivation was very tiring.
Normally, he would draw for two hours in the afternoon. This was his only guilty pleasure. It was a hobby he had since childhood. Through painting, his accumulated fatigue from cultivation would be forgotten, and his heart would also be extremely calm. This allowed him to persevere one year after another.
Now, it seemed like his take on things was wrong.
In the past, I seemed to be diligent and hardworking, but in the end, I was just a novice. Unable to hold back any longer, Meng Chuan put down the notebook and walked out of the study to the courtyard.
In the courtyard, he began to train his top-tier saber art, Falling Leaf Saber.
Unlike before—he only used the first stance of the Falling Leaf Saber, the Saber Drawing Stance. He threw everything else to the back of his mind as he completely focused on his saber art, as though the only thing in the world was the saber in his hand! Then he struck out with his saber! He could sense the silence of the saber as it was unsheathed. He could sense that the saber art was still the same old saber art, but his mentality had changed. What he "saw" changed as well.
Since he was young, he had chosen the swift saber because he liked it sincerely from the bottom of his heart. It was solely because of the exhausting, repetitive training that ground his passion away. But when he changed his state of mind today, he once again focused on his saber arts using both body and mind.
That love was awakening.
The saber was silently unsheathed.
The saber's trajectories were beautiful strokes in a painting. He tried his best to make the trajectory more graceful with each slash, causing the wind generated from each slash to become faster. Truly powerful saber techniques had a beauty to it, and Meng Chuan's saber technique was approaching such a level.
He repeated the same move again and again, trying to strike faster and more silently when drawing his saber, working hard to slice through the wind at an ever-increasing speed.
He repeated it fifty times before he was satisfied.
This should be the way to cultivate! Meng Chuan was excited, and then he began to use the second stance—Whirling Moon Stance.
…
Two days after Meng Chuan compiled the cultivation notes, in an underground hall of the Yun family.
Whoosh~
In the center of the hall, purple flames rose.
A black-haired elder was seated in the lotus position within the flames, completely unharmed.
"Dad, you summoned me?" Yun Fu'an respectfully walked to the main hall but didn't dare approach. Even from afar, he could feel heat—which caused the air to distort—rushing towards him.
"Fu'an." The black-haired elder opened his eyes, his gaze calm. "I just received a piece of news. That old woman from the Meng family was heavily injured while defending against the demons at the Calm Sea Pass. She probably won't live for long. She should be returning to Eastcalm in the next few days."
Yun Fu'an was astonished. "Dad, are you referring to Fairy Meng?"
"Yes."
The black-haired elder nodded slightly.
"Could it be a mistake?" Yun Fu'an was in disbelief. "Isn't it said that Fairy Meng is the best at reconnaissance. Nothing within five kilometers can be hidden from her. She doesn't even need to rush to the forefront, so how was she suddenly seriously injured?"
"There's no mistake about it," the black-haired elder said coldly. "King Calm Sea hired several highly skilled doctors for her, but that old woman's injuries are too severe. Nothing can save her. This is no longer a secret at Calm Sea Pass! If she doesn't continue fighting and lives an ignoble life, she will live for another eight years at most. If she fights with all her might, her lifespan will be even shorter."
"At most eight years?" Yun Fu'an couldn't help but say, "Without Fairy Meng, isn't the Meng family finished?"
"The five Godfiend clans of the Eastcalm Prefecture will soon become four." The black-haired elder nodded.
A family clan flourished because of a Godfiend.
Likewise, without Godfiends, a family clan would become ordinary.
"The Meng family will also lose the right to occupy so many important positions and interests in Eastcalm," the black-haired elder said coldly. "Right, you should make a trip to the Meng family to get them to hand over the marriage agreement between Qingping and that fellow named Meng Chuan, and tear it apart on the spot! The current Meng family… doesn't deserve to enter a marriage alliance with us."
"Yes," Yun Fu'an replied respectfully.
"However, before that old woman dies, there's no need to lose decorum with them." After speaking, the black-haired elder closed his eyes.
Yun Fu'an quietly departed.
…
"What? Annulling the marriage agreement?" Yun Qingping stared at her father in shock. Wasn't he opposed to it? Why is he suddenly changing his mind?
"I'm just informing you." Yun Fu'an smiled. "Today, I will pay the Meng family a trip to annul your engagement."
Yun Qingping couldn't help but ask, "Will the Meng family hand over the marriage contract obediently?" 
"They will," Yun Fu'an said confidently. His father had received the news from a good friend that the Meng family already knew about their ancestor's impending demise. These large family clans knew themselves well. Stubbornly resisting would only invite insult upon themselves.
Yun Qingping immediately said, "Dad, I just want to annul the engagement. I don't want to fall out with them and ruin the harmony between our families. Why don't we invite Uncle Meng over for a discussion…"
"There's no need to go through so much trouble." Yun Fu'an smiled. "Alright, leave this matter to me. Just stay at home and wait for the good news."


In a world dotted with World Entrances to a demon world, demons have invaded humans for centuries. Humanity has united and one of the most ancient sects in the world, the Archean Mountain Sect, has set up an entire education system in the form of Dao Academies and defenses at the World Entrances.
Meng Chuan, a young genius, is an expert at the swift saber. Despite his noble heritage, he has one goal—kill all demons. Scarred by demons because of how his mother sacrificed her life for him, he strives to enter Archean Mountain Sect to get the best resources and training.
Other than cultivation, his only pleasure is drawing. And as he draws, he becomes stronger… 
Enjoy this blood-pumping piece of art in Meng Chuan's journey to slay demons with the help of united human comrades.

The first memory that I have? It was my own birth, no I wasn't crying like most babies. I was calm and collected, and I didn't even know what those words mean, but that was just how I am. I knew I had a sister, but I came first, so I AM the oldest! hahahaha! My name is Proteos Kritikah by the way.

My sister's name is Lucine, the Princess of the Kritikah clan. She likes to act like she's more mature than me, but that's just because I'm older and she knows it. Anyway, when she came next, she cried for a bit, until she noticed that I wasn't crying. She immediately stopped, and she knew, oh yeah, she knew that she lost hehehehe!

Sadly that was only one of my few wins. For the next 6 months, we couldn't talk yet, so the both of us communicated via expressions and sounds. After her loss to me, we made a bet to see who can start talking first. I tried my best, but she beat me by 1 month! 1 MONTH!!! Are you kidding me! I had to suffer her gloating for 1 fucking month! Hmph! For a gentleman's revenge, 10 years is not too long. I got the upper hand though, I started reading first just before we turned 1 muahaha! of course, for a gentleman such as I, I only gave her a smirk. Revenge truly is sweet.

The next day, I was going to start my session of reading books out loud around her, but Damnit, she took my book and started reading! Uguu!!! I almost coughed out blood. I don't care what you think, that was still a win in my book, since I was the first one to show my reading skill. After that I knew I couldn't win against her anymore, so I started learning more about the world I live in. 

There are nine realms in the world, each separated by a veil. In the past there was no way to travel between the nine realms, that is until the Kuroma reached the level of supreme in magic. The highest 
state one can reach in one's class. Kuroma then spent years researching to create doorways between realms. I wondered how he knew that there were "realms" other than ours. I looked more into his biographies, which was countless, well okay just 15 books, not a lot. He did do an autobiography though, which was neat! why would he write his own autobiography? Best way to let people know his achievements, I guess. So I read the 15 biographies first, and I found something which I thought was weird, In those 15 books, all of them were missing a big part of his life! They were missing everything from the birth to his 60s, they all started at age 63, when he appeared during the coronation of my grandfather to present a gift. At the time he was only a Master Mage, whatever the gift was, none of the 15 books elaborated. I will have to ask father later. Kuroma accomplished great things for a decade and stayed in the spotlight, which is covered by the biographies, he then disappeared for 2 decades, before coming back with the creation of the "Doorway of Realms". He died few years ago at the age of 207, still quite young for his state as he could have lived for a millennium. Unsurprisingly it shocked all of the nine realms. Numerous experts and royal families from all nine realms came just for his funeral, some I have heard great things off of late. Now were here, about to read his autobiography, but mother is coming with my food. I will be back after I've read it.



Proteos Kritikah
Day 1 of writing practice

The journey of the twin offspring of the realms king.

***** Warning!!! Hobby?!  I will try to write 1 chapter every 2-3 days. Don't quote me on that... or you can idc. I'll accept any advise or criticism on the comments! thank you very much!*****

The hierarchy among mech designers looked like a very fat and short pyramid. Novices were as abundant as red dwarfs in the galaxy.

Only a fraction of them reached the Apprentice-level, but anyone could advance to this stage as long as they studied hard and received some opportunities.

Reaching Journeyman Mech Designer was a watershed. Many tried but failed to reach this rank despite all the effort they put in their development.

Ves did not have a good clue what it took to reach Senior and Master-level, but it must have been accompanied by extremely stringent demands, because less than one per mille of mech designers in the preceding ranks managed to break through.

As for reaching the rank that went beyond Master, most people didn't dare to dream about it. Even though enough Masters existed in the galaxy to fill up an entire planet, only the MTA only recognized seventy-or-so Star Designers.

Perhaps a few more Star Designers existed who hadn't made themselves known, but by and large there shouldn't be more than a hundred of them across all of humanity.

Their power and influence transcended states. At that stage, even the first-rate superstates treaded lightly around them. Many Star Designers renounced their former loyalties and became independent entities that worked for the common good of mankind.

It could be said that Star Designers transcended their former bonds and shackles and have reached a level of existence on par with god pilots. Both types of humans formed the absolute best of what humanity had to offer and were worshipped by trillions of humans.

Low-ranked mech designers like Ves, Bart and Jim constantly thought about how to reach Journeyman-level. It was way too soon to even think about advancing to Star Designer, but Morgan amazingly already thought about a strategy to reach this supreme existence.

Although Morgan's theory sounded logical, Ves read the same biographies as well. They were mandatory reading in school. Every mech designer should have read at least a dozen different biographies.

"Star Designers emerged through chance, opportunity and coincidence." Ves explained the common understanding on Star Designers. "Many geniuses who have quickly reached the Master stage have never been able to touch upon the threshold to the next rank. Although we don't know why that is so, no one has ever told us it's due to a supposedly 'bad' foundation. Besides, if the only way to get a good foundation is to linger in the Apprentice stage for hundreds of years, then the galaxy would be flooded with Masters right now."

Morgan instantly shook his head. "Ves, my friend, I thought you looked smart, but you fell into this trap as well. Just think for one second about the biographies you've read. Is all of it true?"

That caused everyone at the table to blink. Certainly they told the truth, right?

"Why would they lie?"

"Why won't they lie? Those biographies read like fairy tales or adventure novels! Do you really think those Star Designers went through all that nonsense and transformed into strange existences that has turned them into something special? It's all drivel fed to the masses in order to keep the upper echelon in power!"

Morgan continued to rant about his assertions for a couple minutes. Ves, Jim and Bart all looked at each other with perplexed smiles.

Ves couldn't take it any longer. "It's all well and good to state that the biographies are fictional, but what are their true stories? Just because the early days of those Star Designers don't conform to what is being told in the books, that doesn't mean they adhered to your theories either. You have no proof."

"That's because they're keeping it all a secret! It's a conspiracy against nobodies like us!"

The man could claim all he wanted, but nobody else bought his shtick. After finishing his bland dinner, the rest of them tried to move on from this topic. Ves got to know about his other two bunkmates.

"I've never gone to any universities or institutions." Bartholomew Yi began. "My father is a mech designer as well and he believes he can teach me a lot better than any school in the Republic."

"So you learned everything you knew from your dad?"

"Correct. I even joined his design team and assisted in developing a couple of his models. They all worked out well. The experience gave me enough confidence to design my mechs."

"Did you start your own company or are you working for dad?"

"The latter. There's no point in starting up a seperate company if I'll eventually inherit my dad's existing company."

Bart's story sounded fairly typical. A small but substantial portion of mech designers learned the craft from their parents. Such a teaching method was even more intimate than apprenticing to a Master, because one's father or mother always taught their descendents with utmost care and attention.

That said, the mech industry as a whole looked down on homeschooling. Mech designers who learned from their parents and no one else often ended up as pale imitations of their parents. They knew the theories and could replicate a past work, but when it came to applying their knowledge to develop new designs, that was where most of them fell short.

Ves didn't say anything about that to Bart. He didn't want to piss the homeschooled mech designer off.

"How many mechs have you designed?"

"Not much, only four. Like my father, I specialize in spaceborn mechs."

"That's more than than me. I only have two original designs under my belt, and my second design only came out recently. What about you, Jim?"

"Hm, I only designed one original mech, a nice little light mech. I'm still taking it slow."

It turned out Jim's design hadn't caught on in the market. The disappointing sales figures burdened his company with losses, which forced him to crawl back to the Ronan Family for some money to tide his company over.

Naturally, Jim didn't sound so pathetic when he meandered through his story, but Ves was sharp enough to pick out the truth.

"What were you working on as your second design?"

"It doesn't matter anymore." Jim sighed. "This war has made everything moot. My company will certainly be shuttered without my presence. I'll have to figure something out once the Mech Corps releases me."

Out of everyone in this room, Jim appeared to be the least successful mech designer. Ves got the sense that he had barely made any progress since reaching Apprentice.

Even Morgan possessed a better track record, though that could also be accounted to his age. The older man truly designed a substantial amount of mechs, each one better than the last one, though none of them ever sold more than a couple of thousand copies each.

As they got to know each other, they realized that besides their rank, they had very little in common.

Morgan possessed the most experience by far, but his insane theories caused him to stall in his progression.

Jim achieved the least success, but he could draw on a lot of help from the Ronan Family, either through paying less for raw materials or through direct cash infusions.

Bart grew up in a comfortable environment, having everything handed to him with a silver spoon.

As for Ves, though he only published two designs, he built up everything on his own, though he conveniently left out the role the System played in his rapid ascension.

This caused the group's dynamics to shift. Jim's perpetual resentfulness made him a hard person to befriend, while Bart's easygoing ways reflected his lack of struggle.

Morgan shifted to become their unofficial leader in a way. No matter what they thought about his beliefs, it couldn't be denied that he really designed over a dozen different original designs. Such an accomplishment deserved recognition.

As for Ves, he fell somewhere in the middle. He was actually the youngest of the group and possessed very little practical experience compared to the others. Yet even Bart spend years to advance from Novice to Apprentice whereas Ves only took a couple of months.

Out of the three young men in the room, Ves burned the brightest and held the most potential. The only reason why the others didn't regard him higher was the fact that he possessed a complicated backing.

In truth, Ves got the sense that everyone felt envious at him for catching the attention of a Master Mech Designer. It made them regard him as a competitor more than a possible friend.

The distance suited him fine. Ves held many secrets, and he wasn't eager to let anyone get too close. Not when he couldn't protect himself in the event he slipped up.

"What's it like to apprentice under a Master?" Morgan asked with some curiosity in his face. "My mentor is only a local Senior Mech Designer, so I've never seen a Master in the flesh. Are they truly magical?"

Ves thought back on the Leemar Open Competition that took place so long ago and refreshed his impressions of the Masters that sat on those tall pedestals.

"They are every bit as impressive as you think. They look human, but inside they are biological weapons dedicated solely to designing some of the best mechs in the galaxy. You simply can't relax around any of them at close proximity."

When Ves personally met with Master Olson, he felt as if he entered a zone in which his judgement became a little fuddled. Back then, he hadn't noticed any discrepancies, but looking back on it made him suspect that being in the presence of a Master affected him in many subtle ways.

He couldn't really tell what kind of influence Master Olson exerted around her, so Ves somewhat doubted whether it was simply a combination of apprehension and admiration at seeing a Master up close.

Morgan sighed. "I wouldn't have the guts to try my luck in Leemar. The Friday Coalition looks down on mech designers that arrived from the boonies. It's truly unfair for us."

"That's the way the galaxy works." Jim added with a bit of sageness in his voice. "People who are born in the galactic center have it best. Anyone else are country bumpkins in their eyes. Even the rulers of the Friday Coalition are nothing more than a bunch of ants in front of a lowly security officer from the galactic center."

This was the eternal sorrow for those born in the galactic rim. The circumstances of their birth sealed their fate before they could even learn their first words. The galactic center was unimaginably dense and wealthy, but it couldn't afford to subsidize the development of the outer galaxy.

Ves found this turn of conversation to be too depressing. "Our starting points are different from the mech designer who enjoy an abundance of privileges that they take for granted. However, the galactic rim isn't too far behind in pumping out Masters. It takes more than wealth to improve."

That gave them a ray of hope again, though Morgan looked about to repeat his theories on maximizing the chances of reaching Star Designer. Everyone else quickly raised another to forestall his story, thereby avoiding another crisis.

After a couple of hours of relaxing and occasional chitchat, they retired for the night. As Ves tried to lie comfortably on his stiff, cold bed, Ves thought back on Morgan's explanation.

Despite clashing with most of the contents of the biographies of Star Designer, his theory looked like it made a lot of sense.

"Am I walking down the wrong road right now?"

The mech industry placed a lot of attention on talent and potential. Those who advanced faster than others would be considered talents, while those who muddled through and reached Journeyman-level in their fifties were regarded as people who would soon reach a dead end.

The reason why the mech industry placed so much importance on speed was because it indicated that this person had a lot more in store. It was extremely expensive for influences to nurture a Master, and it might not even work!

"Should I change my plans?"

Previously, Ves thought about doing the bare minimum in his Apprentice stage. Once he designed three more mechs, he'd be able to tick another box.

No matter how many times Ves tried to dismiss Morgan's ranting, he mind constantly drifted back at some of his assertions. The older mech designer's belief that you need to design more mechs than five to develop a proper foundation sounded very attractive to Ves.

Well, it wasn't as if he'd be able to design a mech while he served in the Mech Corps. "I'll think about it later."

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy!

In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war!

Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings.

Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond!

His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm! However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation!

With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits.

This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last?

"Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

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The horse started neighing.
Soon Severus reached his destination. He came down when the horse stopped. As he did, he witnessed a colossal building in front of him.
Well, he needs to salute Znye kingdom for creating such a luxurious library. 
"This way sir," Rze said as he took the lead. 
Severus was literally in awe, the building was designed intricately with sculptors on its wall. Several wall paintings depicted the ancient history of the kingdom. The library was not divided into sections instead it was divided into floors. 
Each floor was dedicated to one genre. The basement had a hidden pantry where small snacks were prepared. The ground floor was mostly filled with ancient history and biographies. The second floor contained only fictional storybooks.
 The third floor contained books on subjects like algebra, chemicals, medicals, and other studies. It was solely focused on students who wanted to either study or research. The fourth floor contained other books. Who specifically didn't belong to any genre. The fifth and highest floor contained all the scrolls and ancient books. It was a restricted place and only those who had special permission from the Crown prince could access it, however, the crown prince had never given anyone the permission to venture inside. 
Rze explained the inner structure of the library to Severus.
Severus took his seat on a nearby couch as he patiently listened.
"Can I access the fifth floor?" Severus asked without missing a beat.
 Uze expression tensed for a second and then returned back to normal. The smile on Rze face didn't slip. "Of course. The crown prince had granted you special permission to check out the fifth floor."
He spoke.
It sure was going to be a long day.
Without wasting any other second, Severus entered the ground floor and started exploring it. He saw that room contained several biographies. He asked Rze to bring down the biographies of ex-king and some famous scholars. 
Rze did as he was instructed.
Severus also asked him to take down some books on ancient history.
Soon Servers table was filled with so many books that there was not even enough space to put even a glass on it. Raze instructed one of the guards to join another table with the current one so it became long. 
The soldier did as he was instructed, and son books piled on this long table. Noworry was already seeing stars. This much paperwork was giving him a headache, so he did what he was best in.
DITCHING!
He snuggled close to Severus and slept.
"..."
Severus really wanted to kick Noworry out. However, on the second thought, even if Noworry could help him, he wouldn't be able to. Rze and Uze were eying him as well as Noworry as a predator's eyeing their prey. Severus was sure Minya asked them to accompany him not because of generosity but because of doubt.
Severus had no other choice, so he prayed and started reading those heavy books. Uze and Rze felt bored to death. Academics were not their forte and on top of it, the complete silence inside the library was making them feel sleepy, but they dared not sleep.
Uze took the guard duty while Rze…
He said he was going to read some literature books but when Uze checked up on him, he was dozing off on one of the couches.
Hours passed in a blink.
Three hours passed just like this. Severus felt his complete body turning sore. His joints started hurting so he stood up and stretched a bit. He felt a lot after stretching.
From afar he saw a maid coming his way. She was holding a big tray that contained a teapot and some bread. 
Garr…
Severus' stomach rumbled. He felt embarrassed but he was hungry. Severus passed a sweet smile to her and finished everything as soon as he could.
He felt his energy being replenished. 
Without wasting time, he again started reading the biographies.
Uze did not disturb him while Rze just slept.
Soon it was dawn.
Workers started lighting the candles. Severus started feeling the strain in his eyes so he shut the book and called it a day.
AHHHH
He stretched.
"I guess it's enough for today. We can come back tomorrow for research. Am I right?" Severus asked Uze.
Uze wordlessly nodded.
Severus did not mind it. 
Severus was still dizzy as his body was not accustomed to such long sittings. The moment he took his first step, his legs went numb and he dis-balanced. It was Uze's fast reflex that saved Servers from an embarrassing fall.
Severus smiled apologetically. When he tried getting up, Severus noticed the tattoo on his wrist. Since they were in their homeland, they were not wearing gloves but the large sleeves in their uniform always covered the tattoo. However, right now, when Uze tried saving Severus, in his attempt his cuffs on his sleeves were pulled upwards thus showing his bare wrist. 
Uze noticed that Serves was keenly observing his tattoo. He quickly helped Severus and pulled his cuffs down. His reflex was so fast that it made it look suspicious.
Not like Severus was not, but it confirmed his suspicion.
Rze who was earlier dozing off was woken up, 
"Are you done?" He asked Severus.
Severus nodded his head.
The three of them went out and sat inside the carriage. Severus wanted to initiate the conversation, but it seems like after he saw Uze's tattoo, he was behaving more carefully around him than he always was. 
Expecting anything from Uze would be useless.
 
Severus changed his target. He noticed that Rze was rather more talkative so he wondered whether he could get anything from Rze.
"Ah…." Severus groaned in pain.
Uze didn't respond while Rze just stared at him curiously.
Severus felt embarrassed.
"My leg. It is numb so whenever carriage cross bumps I can feel it too." He sheepishly explained.
O
Rze made a sound of the O vowel and then asked the charioteer to drive slowly.
"Thanks" Severus thanked him.
Rze replied. "Mention not."
"Ah Znye Kingdom sure is vast. You people have such diversity while the knowledge you have, I can say that Rivera doesn't own half of it. I must say, you all are far ahead than others' ' Severus complemented without talking to anyone particularly.
Uze still ignored him but this time Rze didn't.
With a broad smile, he replied. "You think so too?"
"Damn I always thought we were ahead of others. After all, we belong to Znye" He proudly declared.
"Yea. I heard the backstory from crown prince Minya. Your kingdom is the best suitable palace for anyone to live peacefully if we disregard the havoc created by the cursed spirit" Severus discreetly mentioned.
When the cursed spirit was mentioned, Uze ears perked up but he still didn't show any interest in the conversation. On the other hand, Rze became immensely interested.
"So, you know about her."
"That bitch…. just because she was a guardian spirit once that doesn't mean she has the right to create havoc. Because of her many people were killed. Several families were dis-banded. Children turned into orphans. The widespread trauma caused by these atrocities and suffering of the civilian population is another legacy of these conflicts, the following creates extensive emotional and psychological stress".
"Blood was shed, peoples were massacred, women's tuned widows, and what not happened. The entire economy came down tumbling like a house of cards. Crimes increased, and people turned their backs on good and started worshipping evil. Destruction was everywhere" Rze said with contempt.
Rze had a strange look in his eyes. "Only after the crown prince regained total control, things started turning for good. Crime rates started decreasing. He changed several laws and strengthened the army to protect the kingdom from sudden attacks. It wasn't easy but he did it. He was just 19 when he regained control over the entire kingdom. Now no one dares to challenge his authority."
When he finished, Severus could see the appreciation and gratitude in his eyes. Earlier he didn't believe Moon but now witnessing the cynical devotions from his own eyes made him stooped for words.
He didn't know if he should pity him or punch him. 
Everyone had their own life and a path to walk on it. It was Minya's choice to save the kingdom or do what he did. It was understandable that he was grateful but the level of devotion he showed toward the crown prince was just absurd.
It was more like infatuation….
Severus felt awkward sharing space with the two of them. To think that they both are infatuated with Minya and may have even shared a bed….
Severus wanted to hit his head for thinking such atrocious thoughts.
[Stop thinking about it, Severus...] Noworry cursed him.
Severus glared at him. "So, you are awake. Nice to know"
[.....]
[ I can listen to your thoughts so it would be better if you could stop running your mind wild. Damn! Sometimes it sucks to share physic with you] Noworry grumbled.
"....."
As if I am enjoying it.
"Yea, the crown prince sure is formidable. He is just so awesome" Severus sang the same tune just like Rze.
He noticed that Rze started opening with him and they both talked nonstop until they reached back to the palace.


Severus, a handsome lad with a shy nature. He lived a life that could be called 'non-exisistent, his interaction with the opposite sex was more or less 'non-existent' as well, except for the crown prince's fiancée, Melanie. That too because both of them were childhood friends.

But this didn't last long, because Severus— was killed. 

Previous life -----

Severus was the ex-general and Shadow Knight of the Rivera kingdom. He was a loyal and charming knight who performed his duties very well. Despite his looks, he lived in the shadow of Crown Prince; Maverick, but destiny turned its wheel and the Crown prince's fiancée fell in love with Severus. 

Betrayal, heartbreak, and jealousy surged inside him and Maverick planned an assassination for his best friend Severus.
Severus died in pain. 

He felt betrayed and cheated by his own sworn brother but he accepted his fate and closed his eyes to accept death. The next moment he heard something earth-shattering.

Nobody knows what Maverick told Severus but whatever it was, it questioned Severus's existence.

“No, this can’t be true—”

“Who am I?”

“What am I?”

“Who are my parents?”

“What was the reason behind my existence?”

Severus died while these questions remained unanswered. 

——Present life——
Severus got reincarnated, but to his surprise, he was reincarnated in his same body and same timeline.
“Heck, it’s only been few days since I was assassinated and I got reincarnated”
“What are these powers?”
“A bird? Why is a bird here?”
“This black Raven is known as Noworry?”
Severus got a new life, and he vowed to unfold the mysteries which remained unsolved in his previous life. He swore to himself to take his revenge.

***********************
A new character is introduced in his new life; Noworry, a funny bird who becomes his pet, sent by Hades to help him.

In this life, he will have no shortage of women who wish to accompany him. 
Starting from ghosts and mortals to gods, Severus will entertain visits from every existence.

However, Severus didn’t ask for women. He was a man who believed that love can happen only once. Since his first love was unsuccessful, the word 'love' disappeared from his life.

Will there be any girl who would bring love back into his life?

Or will he remain as a monk for his entire life?

Witness Severus's growth and troubles, on his way to unfold the various mysteries of the world and becoming a great necromancer.
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"Oh?" Zong Ling and Tong San both looked at Dong Bo Xue Ying, waiting for his decision.
They didn’t want to separate from Xue Ying. After all, Eternal Wind Academy was more than 4,500 kilometers away from the Xue Ying Territory. Once admitted into the academy, he must live on the campus and would have to spend about six years there. Some students even stayed for more than ten years in order to graduate. How could they bear separating for such a long time? ?
The two old men didn’t have kids. While maintaining a deep friendship with the Dong Bo Lie married couple, in Tong San’s heart Mo Yang Yu was his master, the most important person to him. Zong Ling also had sincere feelings for Mo Yang Yu, but he was a Six Armed Serpent Demon…. Mo Yang Yu couldn’t accept that originally in the adventure group. Ultimately, Mo Yang Yu got together with Dong Bo Lie.
When Mo Yang Yu got pregnant, the two old men were ecstatic! Immediately afterwards, they came over and moved in to help take care of Xue Ying, . Actually, in their hearts, they treated Xue Ying as if he was their own child.
Did they,truly want to separate for a long period of time? No, they were not willing to part with Xue Ying.
Eternal Wind Academy was the best in the Tranquil Sun Province, attending would help Dong Bo Xue Ying grow in strength tremendously.
"Of course I won’t go," said Dong Bo Xue Ying
"Why not?" Zong Ling worriedly asked.
"Why do you not want to go? If you want to become a powerful knight, then Eternal Wind Academy is the best in the region. We couldn’t go even if we wanted to. After the new year, you will turn eleven years old and can no longer enter the academy." Tong San anxiously said
Weaklings don’t have futures.
This was a world where only the strong survive! All powerful aristocratic families had powerful martial capabilities.
"Do you hate to part with Pebble?" Zong Ling suddenly asked.
Dong Bo Xue Ying nodded, "I don’t want to part with Pebble. He is only four years old, and he is not close to you two. He sticks to me so much that I need to sleep with him every day. He doesn’t have many memories about Mother and Father now. He only wants me, his older brother. I don’t want his childhood to not only be absent of his mother and father, but also of his brother!"
Zong Ling and Tong Sang fell silent, they could feel that Xue Ying really treasured his brother.
"At least I had my parents with me until I was eight, but my brother s four. No parents, no brother….. I can’t do this," said Dong Bo Xue Ying.
"Furthermore——"
"I wish to rescue my parents, but will going to the Eternal Wind Academy be of any use?" Dong Bo Xue Ying said, "I don’t think so!"
"Hm?" Zong Ling and Tong San were puzzled.
"The Eternal Wind Academy does indeed have a good education system, and it can foster large quantities of Heaven Tier Knights - some even became Meteor Knights. However... even if I became a Meteor Knight, will I be able to rescue my mom and dad? Hmph, my uncle is a ***** Silver Moon rank mage, and even he can’t do anything about the rules of the Mo Yang family." Dong Bo Xue Ying said, "If I want to rescue my mom and dad, I will need to be stronger than uncle. I will become a Legend knight! Or even a Transcendent!"
Zong Ling and Tong San looked at each other, a little surprised.
They never talked in detail about the true situation involving the Mo Yang family, but Dong Bo Xue Ying reasoned that he needed to be at least a Legend knight or even a Transcendent knight to make it possible. This child was indeed intelligent, because this deduction was correct!
"Legend knights are extremely rare."
"Transcendent Knights are legends. I collected a lot of books about Transcendent Knights. Some were exaggerated and fabricated, but their process of growth is real." Dong Bo Xue Ying said, "I once collected information tracking the growth of these Transcendent beings."
The books figured out the training methods of all one hundred and twenty five Transcendent beings in history. Among them, one hundred and nine became Transcendents after many life and death experiences!
"And merely sixteen went to the academy!"
Dong Bo Xue Ying looked at Zong Ling and Tong San, "What does this mean? If you want to become a Transcendent being, joining the academy sect makes you rather weak!"
Zong Ling and Tong San were shocked.
They had never thought about this. They only knew that a Transcendent founded the academy, and that it was unconditionally the holy land of cultivation! Amazingly, it nurtured a prodigious amount of Heaven and Meteor knights…. but most of the famous Transcendents recorded in the history never attended the academy!
They all fumbled along the path of cultivation themselves!
"How could that be?" Tong San was startled and couldn’t believe it.
"The books are in my study room. I also meticulously sent people to Water Rites town to find biographies about Transcendents," Dang Bo Xue Ying said. "This is fact.. Even though many geniuses have entered the academy, few have become Transcendent!"
"I also researched why."
"According to the Transcendence spear technique book father set aside for me, I made a deduction." Dang Bo Xue Ying said, "To become Transcendent, you need to forge your own path! But the academy students are led by the knight teachers. Although it may easier for them to break through ranks because they train earlier, when they suddenly need to create their own path without the usual guidance of their teachers, they become blind! How could they know how to advance?"
"Also those who are not in the academy don’t have systematic guidance."
"They need to search for their own path by themselves. When confronting a crisis, they need to polish and refine themselves to overcome it. Only through this method will they understand themselves! This is a path that only they walk! One that only they comprehend! As a result, they will slowly step into Transcendence."
Dong Bo Xue Ying’s eye shone. "Highly detailed systematic guidance is good for training a large number of knights. But to train to become a Transcendent knight, instead of helping, that detailed education would shackle a person and make it very hard to breakthrough."
Tong San stared blankly at Dong Bo Xue Ying, and said with a dumb voice, "You are truly the son of the master; both of your oratory skills and deductive reasonings are identical."
Zong Ling stopped smiling. "I never thought that the biographies unexpectedly contained this secret. I feel, to say the least… that your deduction has a lot of justification. "
"My deduction could be wrong."
"But numbers can not lie."
"Among the total 125 transcendent knights who made their names famous in the past, 109 of them never entered the academy! That’s why I will also not enter the Academy," said Dong Bo Xue Ying.
"Ha Ha, that is because you’re pursuing the peak. For many children, becoming a Heavenly knight is not bad and becoming a Meteor knight would be amazing. How many people would dare to aim for Transcendence?" Zong Ling laughed. "When training to become a knight of lower rank than Transcendence, entering a academy would be of great assistance, so most knights are from the academy."
"Yeah," Dong Bo Xue Ying nodded.
He agreed with that point.
However, his goal was much further!
"After reading the biographies, you, , analyzed the information and reached this conclusion; it is no wonder you are Ah Yu's son. If you become a mage, you would have a future too," Zong Ling praised. Mages needed to dissect and analyze the mysteries of the universe, so the ability to think was very important; all of the powerful mages were very intelligent.
"Too bad my spiritual force is not strong enough." Dong Bo Xue Ying laughed, "I am not suited to be a mage."
Unlike mages, a knight only needed to train hard and have resolution, so regardless of their gender, everyone had a chance to become one. Mages had very high requirements of innate talent: to start with, one needed to have strong spiritual force, and if their spiritual force was not high enough, they did not have the qualifications to try.
"After the new year, Pebble will be five years old, so we can now test his spiritual force." Dong Bo Xue Ying said, "Perhaps it is already at the doorstep."
Spiritual force exceeding a certain threshold meant having a great natural talent.
Normally, one must reach the doorstep by the age of ten, otherwise there was no hope for a future in magic! Mother had already reached the threshold at the age of six.
[editors note: so the early it arrives the better it is]

In the Tranquil Sun province of the empire, there exists an unremarkable lordship known as Snow Eagle Territory! This is the home of the Dong Bo clan, the clan of our hero Xue Ying! His father, a commoner turned noble; his mother, a noble who abandoned her clan for love, and his brother, an innocent toddler. But peace cannot last forever, Xue Ying’s peaceful life is shattered, and the only way to reclaim it is through power!

Although James was not convinced, he still stood up and went on stage, when the light came on.
He received the award and gave his acceptance speech, before he went back and sat down next to Ling Yan and said, "You must be the best actress, otherwise we will lose terribly."
It would be very embarrassing if they only received an award that was not actually a Lugano Film Award
After the award was given, it was followed by the Best Director Award.
It was a French movie, a movie about the war in the Middle East.
Gu Weiwei had watched this movie before, and although she felt a bit regretful that she did not receive the award, she felt that the recipient of the award was well deserved.
That was because it was not easy to make such a movie, no matter how much preparation and filming was done. It was even harder to make it so well.
Also, this director was a famous director who opposed the war.
Now that the international situation was tense, the award given to him by the Lugano Film Festival was meaningful.
In the WeChat group, Fu Shiyi and the others were gloating.
Fu Shiyi: [Neither us or Dream of a Long Life 2 received the Best Director Award, so it doesn't matter who gets it.]
Jolin: [I was watching the livestream and when the Fibisi Award was announced, James turned green. He must have not expected that it would be such a 'surprise' award.]
Fu Shiyi laughed and gloated happily.
[I have decided not to report the judging panel of the Lugano Film Festival.]
When James went to attend the Lugano Film Festival, he received an award that was not given out by the Lugano Film Festival. This award was too well presented.
Jolin: [As long as Ling Yan is not the best actress, we will still win.]
Compared to the Fibisi Award, the Best Actress Award was a bit more significant.
Fu Shiyi: [If it ends up being her, I will complain to the judges!]
If his sister-in-law did not get the Best Actress Award, why should that Ling Yan get it?
Seeing their conversation, Gu Weiwei was too lazy to comment.
After the Best Director Award was given, the Best Actor and Best Actress Award were revealed.
However, the host deliberately made a joke to stall for time and slowly invited the Best Actor from last year's Lugano Film Festival to the stage, to reveal the Best Male and Female Lead.
Last year's Movie King went on stage and made fun of the host, before he announced the Best Actor Award in front of everyone.
"This year's Best Actor of the Lugano Film Festival is… Robert Durant!"
This year, Robert Durant starred in a film about biographies, it showcased the passing of time from childhood to old age and it was a movie that focused on the performance of the actors.
He deserved the award.
The crowd burst into applause and congratulated Robert Durant.
Robert Durant expressed his acceptance speech and thanked the audience.
After he got off the stage, the host said happily.
"Now it is time to reveal our most anticipated award, who is our most dazzling queen tonight?"
Ling Yan took a deep breath and nervously waited for the answer.
Now that everyone who could be her opponent was excluded, she was the only one left.
The host did not announce it directly but said, "Let's invite Bach to reveal our Movie Queen tonight."



Gu Weiwei, the adopted daughter of the most wealthy and powerful Gu Family in A Land, is seriously injured during an attack. Her best friend, Ling Yan, who has been suffering from a heart disease, takes this opportunity to kill Gu Weiwei and snatches her heart for her own transplant surgery.
 Unexpectedly, however, Gu Weiwei is reborn and became Mu Weiwei, the adopted daughter of the most wealthy and powerful Fu Family in Hua Land and somehow ends up having a one-night-stand with the heir Fu Hanzheng. 
From that night on, strange things start to happen. Firstly, Fu Hanzheng, who has no interest in any women, especially not in the noisy young Mu Weiwei, suddenly falls for Mu Weiwei—who now has Gu Weiwei’s soul inside. 
Gu Weiwei decides to take this second chance of life as a precious opportunity to take revenge for both Mu Weiwei and for herself. 
Subsequently, Gu Weiwei uses her own talents and skills and becomes the most popular and beloved movie star in the entire world using Mu Weiwei’s body and successfully crushes all her enemies. 
Meanwhile, she gradually develops a lovely relationship with Fu Hanzheng, who is deeply devoted to her and only her.

From the Emmy Awards to Toronto, from Telluride to Sundance, from "The Pacific" to "Buried" to "Like Crazy", in just six months, Renly completed an unbelievable triple jump. In just six months, Renly completed an unbelievable triple jump, like a comet hitting the earth, with a dazzling appearance, in the midst of a praise, the first Oscar nomination of his career, in the bag!

At this time, Renly was only twenty-one years old.

When people revisit the list of nominations for this year's Oscars in the acting department, they find that the collective strength of "Generation Y" has arrived, but it is far from being as strong as the media has made it out to be, and the strong momentum of the new generation has been met with a stifling blow from the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, like an autumn breeze, sluggish and passing.

Fourteen-year-old Hailee Steinfeld, twenty-year-old Jennifer Lawrence, thirty-year-old Michelle Williams, twenty-nine-year-old Natalie Portman, these are the four nominees in the actress department.

Twenty-seven-year-old Jesse Eisenberg, twenty-one-year-old Renly Hall, these are the two nominees in the Actor's department.

Among the twenty nominations for lead and supporting roles, "Generation Y" occupies six seats. The momentum has created the best performance since the 21st century, but it is still a little less than the Golden Globes.

Even the actress department is no exception.

Always like to praise young actresses in the supporting actress department, only Hailey a cold finalist; then the average age of thirty-seven years old in the lead actress department, not to mention that this year can have three actresses under thirty years old to win the nomination, is already the lowest average age of the past ten years a session.

Then, the average winning age of forty-three years old in the lead actor, and has been reduced to the supporting actor of the elderly, not to mention. After entering the Oscar nomination list, only two "Generation Y" actors appeared on the list, which is a far cry from the strong momentum throughout the awards season.

It is like a pot of boiling water thrown into the thick snow. Such a result is really disappointing.

In fact, for the real professionals, but do not feel the least bit strange, and even take it for granted, completely expected.

Where there are people, there are tendencies, even the Oscar is no exception, with more than six thousand academy judges, the Oscar has been as fair and authoritative as possible, but, bias is still inevitable. The Oscars, after all, is still an awards ceremony belonging to Hollywood.

The history of the Oscars has never been more controversial.

For example, white people occupy the absolute lead, blacks, Latinos, Asians represented by minorities are always the disadvantaged groups, not to mention the Chinese who have not been able to win the main sector nominations so far.

For example, women are at an absolute disadvantage, and the dilemma of not having a single female director win the Best Director Award did not end until 2010.

For example, young male actors were virtually ignored and had an incredibly difficult nomination phase, while older practitioners faced a similar dilemma when it came to female actors, even if they were strong.

Soon after, in 2012, "The Artist" won the Oscar for Best Picture in a controversial manner, the Academy awarded Best Picture for two consecutive years choosing conservative and restrained works that paid homage to the golden age, triggering a wave of public skepticism and disappointment in the Oscars, and even triggered many complaints from many industry professionals.

Against this backdrop, Los Angeles Times stepped forward and conducted a professional investigation.

It was discovered that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences had never officially published a list of its members, and since membership was for life, there were many members who were no longer in the film industry, including nannies, bookstore owners and retired peacekeeper recruiters.

The Los Angeles Times reached out to the industry by phone, email and subscriptions to Variety and The Hollywood Reporter, as well as reading Oscar publications, biographies and autobiographies. It also read Oscar publications, biographies and autobiographies, and sent a large number of reporters to conduct in-depth interviews, and finally was able to confirm the true identities of more than 5,100 judges.

After the statistics were completed, the results caused a media shock and provided the first glimpse of the truth about the Oscars.

According to the calculation, the average age of Oscar judges is sixty-two years old, only two percent of the judges are younger than forty years old, while the proportion of those older than sixty years old is as high as fifty-four percent. Among them, there are hundreds of Academy members who for more than twenty or even thirty years have not participated in any of the film or television production.

Outside of that, the Academy has a total of fifteen chapters, actors, writers, directors, producers, cinematographers, and so on.

First of all, in terms of race and color, some chapters are almost entirely white males. In every chapter, the percentage of whites is more than ninety percent; the only exception is the actors' chapter, where the percentage of whites is eighty-eight percent. In the management chapter, ninety-eight percent of the members are white.

Secondly, in terms of gender, in the main selection departments of the Oscars - except for the actors' branch - the proportion of men is all over ninety percent; what is even more frightening is that the Academy has a total of forty-three board members, only six of whom are women, while there is only one member of color.

Of course, this is a historical legacy, after all, the Oscars have come to the eighty-third, before the eighties, the historical status of blacks and women also determine the Academy's membership base, as for the completely neglected Asian, not worth mentioning. In the past decade, the Academy began to consciously absorb more fresh blood to increase the diversity of the Oscar jury.

For example, Zhang Ziyi opened the U.S. market in 2000 with "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", and later gave several notable works, and even came close to winning a Best Actress nomination with "Memoirs of a Geisha". She was invited to be a member of the Academy's jury, even if she ultimately lost out.

Since 2004, the Academy has been announcing the names of those who have been invited to join the Academy, but they do not announce further who has joined and who has declined.

After ten years of settling, the composition of the Academy's judges has now changed slightly, with eighty-nine percent being white and seventy-three percent being male. The minority and female members, however, remain vulnerable.

The single nature of the members, which in turn leads to a single perspective, a single point of view, but also makes the Oscars each year the trend of the awards can be traced, and then the emergence of the Weinstein brothers, these "Oscar snipers".

In 2005, "Brokeback Mountain" lost to "Crash", not surprising at all; so far only four female directors have won the best director nomination, not unusual; this year, the actors department twenty seats plus the director department five seats, all white It's no surprise that black people are absent en masse.

Every now and then, the Oscars will face the accusation of being "too white", or "The Social Network", a bold and innovative work that is cold, which is well documented, changing history, can not just rely on the power of a single work. Even though the Oscars are the highest profile and most authoritative awards ceremony in the world, it does not mean that it is the most fair, it, still has its own attributes.

This year is no exception.

The so-called Generation Y refers to the generation born in 1977 to 1990, so now the oldest is only thirty-three years old, in the eyes of the average age of sixty-two years old judges, but the children and grandchildren, for example, fourteen-year-old Hailey, is completely granddaughter generation.

They will always think that these actors can still polish themselves a bit, these actors still have a lot of time to grow slowly, these actors are far from becoming the top pillar of the time, these actors still need to continue to prove themselves, these actors do not deserve the Oscar recognition, these actors still need to follow them to learn.

So, only four actresses and two actors won the nomination. This, that is the Oscars.

In this, previously proved themselves Michelle and Natalie, and they again won a nomination, so they stood firm in the minds of the Academy judges; Hailey and Jesse are more or less benefit from the work of the strong, and with more attention, are riding the east wind, but the future development remains to be seen.

But, Jennifer and Renly are different.

These two actors almost did not get any added advantage, completely rely on their own strength, on the ground to kill a bloody road; especially the two people are only twenty and twenty-one years old, just like legendary actors, actually able to overcome all the disadvantages, harvest nominations, which is really too valuable. It is enough to make people give a standing ovation!

The 2010 awards season, with the announcement of the Oscar nominations as the dividing line, was divided into two distinct areas, and the format suddenly began to change.

Especially in the Best Actor department, originally young people surrounded Colin Firth, but now it has become an even match, three veteran actors against two young forces, the form immediately became playful.

Outside of Colin, the other four candidates for the award suddenly surged, Jeff and Javier two people Colin's threat can not be underestimated; holding "The Social Network" sword, Jesse is always a strong alternative; and there is Renly, carrying Sundance's sound and fury, coming on strong.

It's worth mentioning that Focus Features suffered heavy losses in the nomination stage, with "The Kids Are All Right" picking up only four nominations - Best Picture, Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor, and Best Original Screenplay - and was left behind by a host of competitors; "Buried " was a lone finalist in the Best Actor race, with no chance at all in any other department.

Under such circumstances, Focus Features concentrated its firepower on the Best Actress and Best Actor contests, and all PR resources began to tilt over towards here, whether it was Annette or Renly, they both had their own disadvantages, yet also had obvious advantages, and it was not yet known who the deer would die.

This year's awards season is entering its second phase with a bang!

After getting the final relief from his past sufferings, Chu Jiashu was given a second chance when he found himself in the body of an infant from an aristocratic family of Hall. Now, nothing is going to stop him from achieving his long-cherished dream of acting. Enter Renly Hall, a Hollywood miracle of 21st century.


Note from the translator - from me, that is.
   
"Honestly, I get frustrated too much when I look at countless subpar novels being translated day after day. So much human resources wasted. I kinda get what Qidian International is doing, but it is just, I can't bear the notion of having so many wonderful novels that belong to the Chinese platform to be left in the dust. English-speaking community should know of the existence of such brilliant works, and more so, they should enjoy them. The novel is by a Chinese dude "Qiqi Jia D Mao Mao", whatever that might mean, who wrote several showbiz novels (he is probably the best at what he is doing). It is not my work, I'm just a dude who, with the help of two free machine translators (DeepL and good ol' Google), can show you a hidden gem. Wait, you said machine translators? Sadly, yes. I can't speak Chinese at all, but fortunately, this novel is structured in a machine-translation-friendly way, like really so. Most of the time context is saved. I'm just polishing the edges with my superb (not really) editing skills, so you all chaps have a splendid experience with this good staff indeed. Actually, you can go and read machine translation or just wait for my updates. Up to you dudes and dudies. And then I go away...blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb....."

P.S.
"I am a knife for a hire. So the managers of the site can employ me for this novel, but please don't remove it. Oh, please, I'm begging you on my knees. You guys won't even think of translating this novel, and here I am "translating" it for free,.... well for the time being, that is mwahahaha!"

P.S. for P.S.
This novel does not contain the following:
Harem, definitely not NTR, stupid characters, NTR again (God, I hate NTR (secretly beating the meat for a one in hentai))

But this novel contains:
Great storyline, relatable characters, realistic situations, very fun moments as well as tear jerking ones (so much so, you will find your throat hella sore from crying all the time), surprise after surprise for the decisions that author went with.

You will have a good time indeed
WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!

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