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

"Liar!" The imposter secretly whispered. The Lan Waihu imposter had continuously been berated by her master for feeding him incorrect information about their planned visit. It was driving him and the troops crazy. 
"Xijiu, I don't feel very well today. Can we go tomorrow?" 'Lan Waihu' did not want to do this useless work anymore. Not going at all was better than pretending to go but not actually ending up there. 
"You're not feeling well? Where does it hurt? Come, let me check on you." Gu Xijiu sat next to her and touched her wrist.
'Lan Waihu' was speechless. She forgot that Gu Xijiu was an expert physician! Pretending to be sick would definitely lead to intense questioning, so 'Lan Waihu' quickly pulled her hand away. "I think I have overeaten; so, I feel very bloated. Perhaps, walking might improve my digestion, so maybe we should go out. Where are we going today?"
"The base of the Blue Fox family."
"Are you going to do something else first?"
"I don't think so."
"Ah?"
"As long as no one suddenly starts looking for me in the middle of our journey, I will not take any detours today." Gu Xijiu promised.
Nonetheless, her promises did not mean much to 'Lan Waihu' anymore. During their last few trips, Gu Xijiu had claimed to receive directed audio messages that required her immediate attention. She would then disappear for the entire day. She had used the same excuse about four times already. 
'Lan Waihu' cursed Gu Xijiu in her heart. There was nothing that she could do besides adhering to her requests. After all, she was the Lord, a person who could make the earth tremble with a single stomp on the ground. She could not afford to reject her.
She could not help but look at Yan Chen for some kind of assurance. Yan Chen was expressionless, but he straightened his shirt and said, "Waihu, go and tidy up yourself; we'll depart soon."
'Lan Waihu' was helpless, so she entered the house to pack her things. After entering the house, she took out her secret directed audio spell but paused before she switched it on.
Her last few attempts to inform Duan Muyan of their planned visit resulted in the man threatening her. He said, "If your report is false again, I will screw your head down into the ground like a ball to kick!"
Therefore, after some contemplation, she decided not to make a report this time! Only when she was sure that Gu Xijiu really wanted to go to the base would she look for an opportunity to report the situation.
...
'Lan Waihu' found herself standing outside the wizardry barrier of the Blue Fox family and was stunned! They really came! Gu Xijiu meant what she said and did not take any detours today. The informant knew that she should inform her boss of their presence. Otherwise, he might rip her into pieces. 
"Xijiu, I... I want to go to the toilet first." 'Lan Waihu' had to come up with an excuse to have some time alone.
"Okay," Gu Xijiu did not doubt her. "Go." 
She looked around and saw a small shrubbery nearby. She then pointed at it and said, "Go there." 
Lan Waihu nodded and went in the direction that Gu Xijiu had told her to go. However, she did not rush to pee but instead took out her directed audio spell. When she was about to contact Duan Muyan, she could hear a breeze around her. Gu Xijiu had suddenly appeared at her side.
'Lan Waihu' was shocked, and the directed audio spell in her hand almost fell to the ground!
"Xijiu... You... Why are you here?" She stuttered.
Gu Xijiu looked at her with concern, "I just saw a black shadow pass this place and was afraid that you had encountered something unexpected. After all, this is their territory, so we should be careful. Ok, you can pee now. I will wait here to make sure that you are safe." She took two steps back and waited patiently for her to do her business.
'Lan Waihu' was speechless. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she complained in her heart. Since Gu Xijiu was so close to her, she naturally did not dare to use the directed audio spell now. When she squatted to pee, she kept the directed audio spell that full of sweat back into her pocket. 


In a modern world, a professional assassin was murdered by her beloved and found herself revived in an ancient world as a general's daughter with a weak physique. She was engaged to a prince, but because she did not have a nice appearance, her fiancé and sister attempted to kill her. Although she had to struggle to survive, there were also those who unconditionally loves her that supported her in her time of need. 

How does she intend to adapt and survive in such a foreign and hostile world? Follow Gu Xijiu on her journey to discover her one true love!

Tang Xi and Qiao Liang's plan was to make Qin Xinying lose everything she had. If they just let her come back to China, as time went by, people would forget about what she had done, and then she could show up again with the identity of the heiress to the Qin's Group. She wouldn't be truly punished unless they made her utterly discredited. And if she was found to have assault Tang Xi in public, she would lose all of her reputation. 
She stole Tang Xi's design drawings, forced Tang Xi to admit the design drawings were hers, assaulted Tang Xi when she refused her and even plotted with Xu Fang to murder Tang Xi… 
Tang Xi clenched the recording pen in her hand and a cold gleam flickered across her eyes. It had been quite a while before she looked up at Qiao Liang and asked, "How did you get this recording pen?"
There was the audio of Xu Fang and Qin Xinying's conversations in the recording pen. She didn't expect the two of them actually plotted against her. She had thought only Xu Fang wanted to set her up, but it turned out that she plotted with Qin Xinying! Should she thank them for taking her so seriously? 
Tang Xi was so angry that her hands trembled. Seeing this, Qiao Liang reached out to hold Tang Xi's hands and said in a low voice, "I had found out that Qin Xinying tried to set you up, but I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to be sad and there was plenty of time for us to sort her out, but I didn't expect that she just didn't give up with setting you up. We must not let her off easily."
Tang Xi pursed her lips and said, "Send the audio to the police. With this evidence, Qin Xinying will be convicted of intentional assault at least! I must teach her a lesson! By the way, release the audio on the Internet. I want everyone to know what kind of person Qin Xinying is!"
"In this case, we should go to the hospital now." Qiao Liang frowned. "Then you won't be able to attend Lawrence's dinner party."
Tang Xi's eyes had a sly gleam when she heard his words. She smiled at Qiao Liang as she said, "Tell Lawrence I'm hospitalized and Lawrence will come to visit me. Then the French media will report this news."
She didn't want to attend the dinner party that much anyways. She agreed to attend it just because it was held by Lawrence. She wanted to take the chance to advertise The Queen. But now she had something more meaningful to do. 
Qiao Liang looked at Tang Xi and shook his head with a smile. He touched the tip of her nose and said, "Long Xiao has a hospital in Paris. Let's go there." To treat its injured agents, Long Xiao Group established hospitals of their own all over the world.
The two of them immediately headed for the hospital. The chief of the hospital was already waiting for her and soon arranged a ward for Tang Xi when they arrived. They had even prepared the inspection report for Tang Xi. Surprised at the hospital's speed, Tang Xi took a look at Qiao Liang and said in admiration, "This hospital is so efficient!"
Qin Xinying smiled and rubbed at Tang Xi's hair. "I'll send this audio to the police station, and I've made the arrangements in the embassy. Qin Xinying won't be able to get out of the embassy so easily this time. She will have to pay a heavy price even if she can be released."
His eyes had a cold gleam as he said this. "We should let them know don't mess up with the wrong people!"
Tang Xi smiled, took his hand and gazed at him, nodding. "Okay, I can take care of myself. Go about your business. Don't forget to call Lawrence and Carl with my cell phone."
Qiao Liang raised his eyebrows, grunted in response and turned to leave.
…
In the police station, Qin Xinying kept explaining in English, "I didn't touch her! She fell over by herself. I swear I didn't touch her! I had no reason to assault her! If you don't believe me, you can make her confront me! I can prove I'm innocent!"
She didn't know why these policemen suddenly arrested her, but she knew she had to do something. If she didn't, she wouldn't be able to get out of here!
"Did you hear me? I didn't touch her! Make her confront me!"
"Confront you? She is in the hospital now. How can she confront you?! The hospital will send us her injury assessment report soon, and then you will know whether you assaulted her or not!" A black police officer glanced at her with a straight face and said coldly. 
Qin Xinying frowned and yelled, "Hospitals can fabricate reports. They are setting me up! You must find out the truth!" 
"Do you have a problem with our country's hospitals?!" A white policeman couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and walked up to Qin Xinying who was locked behind bars as he stated coldly, "Our country's hospitals are better than any other country's! They won't fabricate the report! Stop slandering others!"
Qin Xinying paused and stared hatefully at that policeman, shouting, "I said I had no reason to hurt her! We are good friends! Why should I hurt her?!"
She changed her strategy. She squatted down and looked pitifully at that policeman, saying imploringly, "You have to trust me. No one else cares about her more than me. I will never ever hurt her. Please trust me!"
The white man frowned and was about to speak when another policeman sitting in front of a computer suddenly said, "The Chinese embassy sent us an audio after we informed them of this matter. Come here. Let's listen to the audio."
The policeman spoke in French, so Qin Xinying had no idea what he was talking about. She frowned and was about to speak, when the two policemen came over and the audio was played. Hearing the audio, Qin Xinying widened her eyes in shock. She had deleted the audio! Why did it appear here?! 
She swallowed and comforted herself. Don't be afraid. They don't understand Chinese, so they won't do anything to her!
The policemen didn't understand Chinese but they could tell one of the speakers was Qin Xinying…
One of the policemen turned on the translating machine and inputted the audio into it. Soon their conversation was translated into French…


Xiao Rou, a girl growing up in a poor countryside family, found that she was actually the daughter of a wealthy couple, and her mother mistook another girl as her when she gave birth to her in hospital. She thought she would change from an ugly duckling to a noble swan and lived happily ever after with her real family, but the reality gave her a heavy blow. The girl, Xiao Jinning, who took her family, her fiancé and everything else from her, used every possible means to frame her up. She returned to her biological parents only to find her parents despised her but doted on Xiao Jinning. She was framed as a thief and expelled out of home. And then, she was hit by a car and stomped to death by Xiao Jinning. her tragic life was ended.
Tang Xi, a real princess, the heiress of the powerful Empire Group, was murdered by her greedy relatives. When she opened her eyes again, she found she was in another girl’s body. She became Xiao Rou and had a magic system—008 in her body! With the help of 008, she began her journey of revenge. She would avenge poor Xiao Rou, punish the murderers of her, become the most popular star, and….make up with her true love---Qiao Liang. 

If one day the world collapses—either out of an asteroid fall, nuclear wars, or dreadful climate change—at certain point I might still be on the way to my job, taking the train. 

"What," you might say, "the world is ending and you're talking about taking a train ride? How can one be so boring?"

In actuality though, what I experienced as of the moment could be someone else's case any day. Of you; of me, or of anyone— we could all be the same. It's not impossible. To further the idea, what I mean is this: Once you've been working the same job for a year—in my case, for two—the habit of waking up in the morning to catch the train would be automatic. Sooner or later, you get used to the mundane of everyday life—of how societal and economic systems work—like how the mass accommodate a bad Internet novel in the mainstream media. Be it on a normal day or the day when the world ends, human existence can feel one and the same. 

If that's true, then, anyone can be what you call 'boring' in the midst of the world collapsing. 

In the train. Like me, the passengers appeared to be wearing what needs to be worn. That is, what most company these days only allowed: something appropriate to the eyes of the norm. And yet, inside, I couldn't see anyone wearing something grandiose— instead I see professionalism. Everyone, including me, was in their corporate attires: long-sleeved polos and pants for men like me, while blazers and blouses and skirts for women. 

Station by station the train would stop and gather a number of passengers, quickly increasing its current count. Meaning, station by station, the remaining spaces inside get occupied by the new wayfarers. All the same, the train kept going onto its course. It went on and on, filling almost every space remaining.

A few stations passed. 

All the while, eventually, us passengers got filled with workers and—now—students going to their universities. Although, due to the compression of the train passengers, I couldn't take a better look of the occupied spaces. 

Nothing new here, too. It was a typical day in a train: first, you take the ride with only a few passengers—mostly people like me, who were under a business company. Then, as the train passes each station, it gets crowded until you can smell anyone's perfume or bad odor.

On the way to the next station, I heard not from afar a conversation about the duality of art and reality. I couldn't see where the talkers were, nor could I take a glimpse to their faces. Although, I was certain of hearing two young-sounded students. 

"See," said the girl, "if I'm writing a novel and I include my own self as a character, it means I'm living two lives…"

"Two lives?"

"First and foremost, I'm there in the novel," she said. "If I'm written vividly, then I'm alive on the pages and within the lines. But at the same time, I'm here with you, riding a train as well. You see, I'm immortal there, and here as a human I'm decaying."

"Meaning, in your way of thinking, there's no duality of the two? Of art and reality?" asked the boy whom, if I'd take a guess of their academic status, I'd say they were both in high school. "Is that your point?"

"Uh-huh," the girl said. "What I believe."

"What if, for example, the 'self' you embedded in the novel isn't all of you?"

"Come again?"

"What if the character you're writing about is not all you, but rather, just a part of you?"

"Okay, I grasp what you're pointing."

"Good," the boy replied. "So, is it still considered as living two lives?"

"Hmm, I think yes," she replied in tone of confidence, like walking with a proud face on the hall of fame in Hollywood. "A part of you is still you. Which is why it's important to know yourself first before you write about 'you.' Only if you're writing a character with perfect accuracy of your fragments, only then you're actually living inside a book."

"But not all people know themselves. Some are searching still."

"I know."

"Now you know, too, the reason why not everyone can live two lives."

Not afar, the high school couple were talking not aloud. And yet, as someone in a difficult standing position inside the crowded train, I could hear their conversation pretty well. Could my ears be anymore clearer? 

I knew by then how their dialogue can stretch for hours to come, about this certain topic of duality. But then turned on the audio-speakers. 

"Sta. Mesa Station," announced the audio-speakers located on the upper corners. A tiny fact: wherever you sit or stand inside the transport, the announcer's voice still sounded robotic and almost incomprehensible to one's ears. "We're here in Sta. Mesa Station..." It continued, "Passengers, please give way to the students. So they can get out of the train safely. Thank you."

Near this train station stood the public university where I studied. Before I became a worker under a corporate company, I used to study there for four years as a Philosophy major. Back then I was a mere student; nothing more. Nonetheless, the name of the university— what is it again? That I kind of forgot.

After the audio-speakers announcement all of the train doors opened and, as far as I could see, every passenger wearing white uniform exited the transporter. They slid across other passengers and barely made it out fresh, because of the crowdedness of the inside train. While I, standing far from the nearest opened door, observed them who struggled sliding out. All those who wear white uniforms. 

True enough, I couldn't remember I used to wear a uniform whenever I was on my way to the university. That if I remember correctly, back then I mostly wore casual clothes: a plain T-shirt, tattered-style denim pants, and black rubber shoes. Back then wearing a uniform wasn't required. 

Still, in the train. All university students were off eventually, but the spaces inside the train didn't free up one spacious bit. The moment the students were out, in quick return there were more passengers who entered the train in unhesitant manner. On their faces intact the urge to do anything—be it pushing and tackling other passengers—just to get inside the train. Like me, they wore appropriate attires, for this day's working and business hours. 

Speaking of time. I looked at my wristwatch, and saw it was already past 7 o'clock. In my case, to be on time at work, I already had less than an hour. 

I remained standing on the way to my job. All the while, the train remained crowded. But worry not, for my body and feet were used to this daily scenario. For years. I was standing still, because it was almost impossible to get a chance sitting on the train seats every day, considering how many passengers were early-comers than me. Also, along the way, even when most of those seat-takers hopped off the train and reached their corresponding destinations, they'd be immediately replaced by the ones near them. Especially, by women and children. 

"FTI Station," the audio-speakers finally announced. "We're here in FTI Station…" 

At exactly 7:44 AM, I reached the station I supposed to set foot on. My body pushed against the others until my feet got the taste of what it felt outside the train. 

7:45 stroke. Only fifteen minutes left before the working and business hours among all the corporate opened. Likewise, it was also fifteen minutes of walk with someone I know, six times a week, toward the company building.

It is what it is.
Literary. Magic Realism.

Wang Ke woke up. He was badly injured. When Zhou Ze went downstairs, he could only lie on the sofa. His face was a little pale. He was scared and also injured.
"Do you need my help? " Zhou ze asked.
Wang Ke shook his head and said, "As long as you help me... "
"Oh, then I'll leave. "
Zhou Ze saw Wang Ke shake his head and turned to walk to the entrance, as if he didn't hear Wang Ke's "Euphemism" .
Wang Ke: " ... "
Bai Yingying and the old priest followed him out of the door.
In fact, for Zhou Ze, the matters here had been settled. The Little Loli would help him with the rest of the matters. Judging from the Little Loli's behavior of risking her life to save Wang Ke, she still valued Wang Ke as a father.
This couldn't help but make Zhou Ze feel a little emotional. Of course, it wasn't because of this father-daughter relationship.
Instead, it was because the ghost that was in the body of his sister-in-law the last time seemed to have been influenced by the host. It had entered the host's mind and even killed people to achieve the unrequited love of the host's sister.
The Little Loli seemed to be the same. She was willing to risk her life to save her father. Zhou Ze didn't think that Wang Ke's personality was so charming to such an extent.
Then..,
did It mean that ghost hunters or high-level ghosts could be used in a person's body, but at the same time, they could not help but be affected by it?
Then, he was also affected?
It seemed to be like this for a period of time,
for example, the obsession that had troubled him for a long time:
Anyway, she won't sleep with me?
Yes, that must be because he was affected by Xu Le
It's impossible for a normal person like me to be filled with dirty and impulsive thoughts.
However, it seems like I'm not as affected as the two ghosts on the Little Loli and little sister-in-law. There should be some connections and differences between them.
For example, they might have entered hell for the convenience of me, but the soul of the host body in the human world is still there. This is also for the sake of their soul leaving, so that this body can continue to survive and be convenient for the next time they use it. However, after a long period of time, it was inevitable that they would be affected.
As for Zhou Ze and Tang Shi, the owner of this body was dead. Without the original owner's soul in the way, the impact would naturally be small.
Each had its pros and cons,
for example, Zhou Ze couldn't learn the little loli type:
"Biubiubiu. "
After taking a taxi and returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze yawned. He was a little tired, but what surprised him was that there were customers in the bookstore.
Looking at the time, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.
If it was the kind of customer who could give him Netherworld notes, Zhou Ze would not be surprised, but this was a living person.
A girl in a white dress was sitting there, reading books and playing with her phone.
She should be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and she looked Zhou Zheng. Her reading habits were somewhat different from ordinary people. As she read the article, her lips moved as if she was reciting it silently. It was a habit that only primary school students had when they were just learning the text.
Bai Yingying went to take a shower and had a big fight with that disgusting old man. She was not injured, but her body was dirty. She had followed Zhou Ze for a long time, so she had naturally learned some habits.
After all, she was a zombie that had been lying underground for two hundred years. Zhou Ze did not believe that Madam Bai would take her body out every now and then to take a shower and have a spa treatment.
The Old Priest went out to buy supper. While Xu Qinglang was not in the shop, everyone's food problem was a little worrying. Usually, Xu Qinglang was in charge of three meals.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ze was a little sad,
if Xu Qinglang did not come back..,
this juice, he was going to drink it all.
He was not in a hurry to go upstairs. Zhou Ze poured two cups of water and walked to the girl's side. He placed a cup of water in front of the girl and sat down on the opposite sofa.
Although it was a pity that he was not a ghost, he was a guest. He had to entertain her.
"Thank you. "
The girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Ze. Then, she continued to lower her head and read the articles and magazines in her hands. She slowly read them silently.
Zhou ze originally thought that this was a habit of hers. However, he slowly realized that something was wrong. Not only was she reading silently, but she was also reading emotionally.
As if noticing Zhou Ze's gaze, the girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Ze again, then smiled.
"You're the owner of this shop? " The girl asked.
Zhou ze nodded, picked up the glass of water, and took a sip.
Be reserved, be reserved.
"How's the business of this bookstore? " The girl asked again.
Zhou ze frowned. He hated it when others asked this question, because the people who asked this question had already seen that the business of living people in the bookstore was not good.
However, he couldn't explain to them that he was in the business of the dead people. He could only silently bear the gaze of the people who treated him as a retard and burned his money.
"It's okay. "
"Oh, I think your store is pretty good. Come here to read books and drink drinks at night. It's very lively, " the girl said.
"Okay. "
Having just subdued the Little Loli, Zhou Ze was in a good mood and was willing to chat with the customers. He immediately asked,
"You're a radio host? "
The girl shook her head.
"So you're an audio broadcaster? "
The girl smiled and nodded. "Boss, you're very smart. "
There was nothing smart about it. In this day and age, there were only a few jobs related to voices.
"What do you broadcast? "
"Novels. " The girl took out her cell phone and asked, "Boss, do you usually listen to audio novels? "
Zhou ze remembered that there seemed to be quite a number of audio novels stored in Xu Le's computer, such as the audio version of the series of * * * stories.
"I listen to them occasionally, " Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.
"This is my stage name, 'Uncle Hua' . I'm a signed anchor for lazy people who listen to books. Boss, you can try listening to the books that I record and broadcast, " the girl introduced to Zhou Ze.
"What kind of novels do you usually record? "
"I like to record horror novels. In the audio market, it used to be horror, love, and the other three major themes that were popular. "
"The other theme? " Zhou Ze caught the main point.
"We're not allowed to record anymore. It's those novels that are slightly more explicit. In the past, we could record them, and there were more people who were willing to listen to them. Now, the management is strict, so it's not allowed anymore.
In fact, when we went to class for professional training, we had previously specialized in the techniques of recording books on this subject. "
"There's a special class? "
"Yes, when the teacher starts, we go to class together as a group of contracted anchors. Dozens of men and women sit together and shout 'Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah' in the rhythm of the teacher, with emotion and exaggeration.
Then, the teacher kept shouting at us from the podium, "Be more emotional, more intense, more relaxed. "
Zhou ze opened his mouth slightly. This was really an increase in knowledge.
Imagine that atmosphere. It was really a little fascinating. It was the elegant version of the wine pool and meat forest.
Of course, this was art. After all, that kind of thing and matters related to that kind of thing were actually not that dirty. After all, everyone was not born after their mothers bathed in the sun and got pregnant.
"When we were in class, there was a sister who was not relaxed enough after being called out by the teacher. That sister said aggrievedly, "Teacher, I'm already relaxed. How can you let me Relax? "
After saying that, the girl also smiled. Obviously, she was someone who liked to chat and talk. Of course, talking was also one of her occupations.
"Why are you interested in coming here? " Zhou ze asked.
Especially in the middle of the night.
"A fan asked me to come, " the girl replied, "He's been chasing my work for a long time. He's been chasing me since six years ago when I was just a rookie. He left comments for me every day and encouraged me for a long time. In the end, I didn't expect him to live in Tongcheng with me. But he said he was going back to his hometown, which was very far away from Tongcheng.
"So, he wanted to ask me out to meet him, and I agreed. "
"He gave you a lot of tips, didn't he? " Zhou ze asked.
The girl shook her head. "Not much, but the person who was willing to accompany you when you were at your most unknown was the most worthy to be cherished and protected. "
"He asked you to come to this bookstore and even said that he wanted to go to a very far place. "
A bold guess arose in Zhou Ze's heart.
In the eyes of the living, this bookstore of his was a deserted shop, but in the eyes of another kind of people, it had an unusual meaning.
"Tell me, are those who listen to your book living people? "
"Of course, I never click and recommend tickets. These popularity and data are real, but there are no zombie fans or Taobao packages. "
Obviously, the girl had misunderstood Zhou Ze's meaning.
Zhou ze shook his head and did not answer the question.
The girl continued to think that Zhou Ze did not believe her and continued to say,
"Boss, the audio market is indeed not big, but there are more than one billion people in the country. Even if the proportion of people who like to listen to audio books is low, it is still an incredible number when placed on such a large population base.
"You have to know..,
"Vision will limit one's imagination,
"Hearing will stimulate one's imagination. "
"That's quite deep. "
Zhou Ze stood up. Bai Yingying came out of the shower and was ready to take a shower herself.
Coincidentally, Zhou Ze saw a man in a white shirt walking in from the bookstore. He looked around and saw Zhou Ze first. He smiled shyly and fearfully,
then, he saw the girl next to Zhou Ze and took the initiative to walk over.
The girl acted as if she did not see him and did not notice anyone approaching.
"I like your work very much, and I also like your voice very much. I'm leaving. I'm leaving. Please continue to cheer for me.
"You're no longer the newbie broadcaster of the past. Your popularity is already very high. Even if you don't have my company and support in the future, you will become more and more popular!
Come On! "
The boy made an encouraging gesture to the girl,
however..,
the girl didn't hear anything.
Instead, she looked at the time and muttered to her enthusiastic fans, as if she had stood them up.
Zhou Ze wasn't in a hurry to send the boy to Hell. Instead, he stayed by the side for a while and picked up a book from the bookshelf.
In fact, the emergence of the internet was indeed a very magical platform.
Across the screen,
not only can you not tell whether it is a man or a woman who is acting cute and coquettish with you.
In the forums, in the posts, in the book review section,
those who reply to the comments,
those who like you,
those who scold you,
those who encourage and support you,
may not only be living people,
but also..


A doctor has died, and returned to life as a bookstore owner, finding himself catering to the dead. The world of ghosts and ghostly encounters opens up before him, and as old tales mingle with new, and the worries of the dead carry over to the living, he finds himself caught as an Envoy between the two worlds, and life and death are no longer idle terms to him...
A bookstore that opens late at night...
Welcome.

The next morning, Trey waited for Raphael to come down to Dominick's house, he gave him a strict warning to make sure nobody sees him on his way coming.

He reached over the other side of the bed and watch Sethu for a few seconds, silently kissing her lips before leaving the room. 

He snaked his way downstairs to the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking an apple.

"Good morning man" 

"Good morning Nick" he bit into the apple and close his eyes savoring the sweetness.

"Sweet apple right" Dominick grinned widely

"Hmm hmm" 

Dominick folds his hands over his chest "you're fully dressed, where you off to?" 

"I have to get my daughter back, today is the day and besides there are things I have to sort out, Raphael is on his way here"

"Do you have enough backup?" 
Trey sighed "I will make do with the loyal one's, we ain't up to a hundred but they're something" 

"I can help you arrange for men if you don't mind" Dominick offered hoping Trey would not refuse.

Trey quirks his lips and raises a brow at him.

"You know Sethu and my woman are great friends and she's one of my strong diligent workers, although I gave them leaves to sort out the problems at hand, so I'm willing to help"

"These people are heartless, I wouldn't want them to come after you and your family"

"I'm involved, we're now brothers, our love ones connected us together, I see you as a man of honor, I'd do what you did to protect my family if I were in your shoes, so please let me help, just a few calls with doing it"

A smile tugged at the corner of Trey's mouth "You're not gonna let it go yeah?"

Dominick laughed "Nah! Never!! I want to make sure we win and our little angel is safe, I will take care of the women" he looked left and right behind him.

"Even though they're a lot handful, I will take care of them" Dominick whispered causing Trey to burst into a fit of laughter.

"How's Ruthie?" 

"She's fine, my mom should be on her way to the hospital" 

"What about you?" 

"Me?" he scoffs "We will meet in courts, I'm so disappointed with my sister, to be honest, I thought she actually changed I didn't know she became worse" 

"Teenagers these days, we were not stupid like most of them, we weren't stupid" Trey hissed.

They heard the sound of the tires screeching and turned to see who the person is.

"Raphael is here" Trey announced, "Make the call bro!" 

"Boss man,"  Raphael said as soon he sighted Trey.  

"Yo Nick" he shakes hand with him and they hit shoulder together and pat each other's back.

"This is the laptop and here's the cd and the compartment and also a brand new memory card" he grinned widely feeling proud of himself. 
Trey brought out the memory card from a lion head pendant he wears every time.

"Holy shit" Dominick and Raphael swore, "Who would know that a vital thing is in this shit you carry around in your neck, no wonder you barely took it off" Raphael added.

"Be surprise not" Trey chuckled. 

He switched on the laptop and inserted the memory card in a micro card, he waited for the memory card to show on the screen and then clicked on "Show all files" 

Trey first of all played the videos and audio. His father's voice was the audio file. The video content was two different meetings, the first one is a meeting between Dortmund, McMahon familia to ask for an alliance but his father declined, McMahon wanted his father to give him share in the drug cartel business while he will pat him five billion dollars but his father declined.

His father told the two men that he sells drugs to other big cartels in other cities and countries irrespective of whatever they do with it but he will not let them ruin America by adding cocaine to every wine produced in America. 

Trey thought it was just the wine Dortmund produces that has cocaine in it, because his father declined the men offer of alliances they stormed out of his office in anger. 

He played the audio next and listened to his father's trembling voice before he died, he mentioned about five wines that people and the government should ban because sooner than later people would start dying. His father's drugs business which later crumbled when Trey was taken to Milan and tortured during the time he was in Italy.

Although he had managed to stack away over two trillion dollars in the emergency bank account in Switzerland, while the memory card was returned back to his father's most trusted men who gave it to him after his father died.

As if Trey knew things were going to go haywire, his father most trusted man was sent to Dagenham, the UK to hide out with his family and Trey promised he was going to find him and have the chip back before he fled to Italy where he was finally captured and taken to Milan. 

Three and a half years later he escaped and vengeance was rooted in his vein, he retrieved the chip back and until now, it was his first time of checking out what was in it. He duplicated the file and sent it to the new memory card and put it in a disk.


The location was at Dortmund warehouse and by 4 pm he'd be on his way.

Dominick had called one his late father's old-time friend who was into illegal business, he owned a downtown club too.

He rendered only twenty of his men and Dominick was thankful although he will have to transfer the requested amount of money before releasing the men and assured Dominick no scam.

"it's better to outnumber your enemies than for your enemies to outnumber you," Dominick said to Trey.

This book contains MATURE AND SEXUAL SCENES

Hot steamy sex left Dominick Zadkiel Mysterio and Dianne Morales to fall in love with each other. But when her Ex lover finds out she's now happy with another guy he was in pursuit of her happiness. 

This story is centered around the two women that Dianne shares a tight bond with and everything that concerns their lives.

Xinyi's eyes widened in shock when she heard the audio file. This...this...how did she have this recorded? It was the audio from the day when they spiked Xie Ming's drink to ruin her reputation in front of Liwei by calling another guy.  
However, before they could execute their plan, Xie Ming woke up and started struggling by grabbing their hair and tried to choke her and her mother. However, in the struggle, she was pushed and she fell into the deep side of the pool.  
Not only was she drugged, but she didn't know how to swim at all as well. She hurt her head when she fell in the swimming pool, causing her to stay unconscious for three months. However, there wasn't anyone that day other than them, how did she record their words?
Xie Rong was shocked upon listening to the conversation of Xinyi and Rouxi. Until now, he was in the dark about the death of Xie Ming's mother. He thought that she got into the accident and felt that it was the perfect timing to bring Xinyi and Rouxi to the Xie Mansion.  
Only after her death, he managed to give Xinyi the name of a father. He knows about Xie Ming's incident since Xinyi was panicking at that time and he had to help to deal with the hospital matters to cover this incident.  
He glanced at Xinyi with a bewildered, shocked gaze, " Xinyi, what is this? You knew what your mother did to Li Nian and you didn't tell me anything?" He asked disappointedly.  
Xinyi pursed her lips and looked up at him with terrified expressions. She tried to calm her trembling hands but it was too difficult for her to stop them from trembling.
" I didn't. Dad, it was fake, it's not true. Xie Ming is making up things, it's just audio. It's not reliable." she argued while taking the stance to deny all the claims.  
Yeah, only If I don't agree, everything will be fine. This was only an audio, that too an old one.
However, there was a video file attached as well with the post. She took a deep breath before clicking on the video with a heavy heart.  
" Click"
In the video, Xinyi and Rouxi were sitting across from each other in the hospital cafeteria. Xinyi's face was facing the camera while Rouxi had her back to it. Xinyi's heart thumped seeing the setting, it was the video of when she visited Xie Ming's hospital to ask her to help their business and she kicked them from the office.  
After that, they went to the hospital cafeteria rather than going back. However, now she was regretting her decision to go to the cafeteria after that.  
[Mom, this Xie Ming is just ridiculous. How dare she act cocky and not help us? Argh, she should have just died back then. How can she survive even after being in the coma for three months? We should have given her poison instead of a drug. Hmph]
Rouxi nodded and grumbled, [ That bitch is too lucky. She not only survived after being pushed into the water but was also rescued on time before that psychotic kidnapper could kill her. She is just too lucky.] she humphed in frustration.  
[Mom, lower down your voice. What if someone hears us?]
[ Ah, don't worry. No one is listening to us, can't you see how noisy and lively this place is? Everyone is minding their own business.]  
Xinyi nodded agreeing to her that everyone is too busy to focus on their words.  
[ I am glad that the psychotic monster was mentally unstable and had a criminal background, otherwise, Liwei would have killed us a long time ago. I was scared to my wits when he found Xie Ming on time and took the man in his custody. What if he had spilled the beans and revealed that it was us who ordered him to do whatever he wants to do with Xie Ming and kill her afterward?] RouXi rubbed her arms, thinking about this possibility of what would have happened if they have been revealed?
[Mom, relax. No one will no know about that incident. Even Xie Ming didn't talk about that incident to anyone, it has been covered long ago. Don't talk about it now.]
**
Xinyi's mouth was parted in shock and was trying to register what just happened. Xie Ming has uploaded this video and the other audio on the internet, for everyone to see? And not only that, she has updated Xinyi in her post as well, making everyone remember who is the real culprit.  
" Xin..Xinyi, WHAT DID YOU DO? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IN SUCH A PUBLIC SPACE?" Xie Rong roared at her, making Xinyi almost jump from her chair.  
" Dad..I...it's not me. I swear." she sobbed but she knew this time she was done for.  
" You're still going to deny that? Xinyi, we're doomed. We're done for now." He plopped on the chair and held his head in devastation.  
-
Xie Ming was sitting on the white chair in the garden and had her laptop and a cup of coffee placed on the small-round table in front of her. She looked up at the sky and closed her eyes to enjoy the pleasant breeze and not-so-strong sunlight.  
The weather was not cold anymore and the flowers were blooming in the garden since it was spring.  
She scrolled down to see the comments on her post which is being shared crazily and the number of comments was insane. The reactions of people made her lips curl in a satisfied smirk.  
[Holy Sh*t!! What is this? Some crime-thriller drama? Why is there so much drug, death, planning, and plotting? It's scary.]
[ You know what, I am not even surprised. I don't know why did people even believe the words of that bit*h when she didn't even put any evidence and just tried to gain sympathy with her fake tears. Xie Ming deserves all the love, she has experienced so many hardships yet she keeps smiling all the time.]
[ So she not only falsely blamed her for sexual harassment, she and her mother even tried to kill her multiple times? Damn!! That's not even bullying, that's a straight crime. She should be put behind the bars.]
[Gu Enterprises needs to go under. I am gonna boycott all the products of Gu enterprises and will encourage my friends to do so. They are not human but monsters.]
[I feel so guilty. When I saw Xinyi's post, I supported her and thought Xie Ming was pretending to be nice earlier. But seeing how she had to post all this evidence to prove her innocence, I feel so bad for her. We don't deserve her.]
[Where is that bitchy sister? Didn't she tag Xie Ming in her post earlier, where is she?]
[ I just checked Xinyi's account, she not only deleted the post but also deactivated her account.  Xie Ming did the right thing, people like Xinyi need to be taught a lesson.]
….
Xie Ming sipped on her coffee and smiled reading all the comments supporting her, and hating on Xinyi. She is not a person to take revenge on someone in this petty way, but with petty people like Xinyi and Rouxi, it's necessary to use the methods that suit one's level.
Moreover, it's not like she was framing anyone falsely. She didn't even say anything, she just presented the evidence to all the people to see what they have said themselves.  
"Xinyi, Didn't I give you time to redeem for your sins? But you're the one who chose this hard way, now deal with it."  
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He stood beside her bed and stared at her face in wonder if it’s real. A smile appeared on his lips seeing her fluttering eyelashes as she was waking up. However, her reaction was different than what he had expected.


“ Pak”


He stared at her in shock as he covering his face with his palm. Did she just slap him?

Zhao Ming's mouth was open in pure terror when she realized what she just did. She slapped the Emperor. The cruel-infamous Emperor of Ji Dynasty?

‘ Am I going to die again? I just came to this world, do I have to die again?’ 

….

She was the Empress of the Ji Dynasty, but in name only. Never been treated or respected as the Empress, and witnessing the worst of the palace, the life gave her another chance to shine as who she is. 
One day when she opened her eyes, she found her in unfamiliar surroundings. The world was full of people using strange items and in a world that was a world apart from hers.  
Will the Empress of Ji Dynasty be able to survive in this competitive world?


**

She was the wife of the richest businessman in the country with the reputation of nothing but trash. She was labeled as a rebellious brat, shameless lazy woman. When she opened her eyes one day, she found herself in some strange world.


Holy Sh *t! 


She became the Empress of the Ji Dynasty. Can the rebellious, shameless lazy woman adjust to the cruel, strict palace world? Will she change or change the world instead? 


 Can the Emperor get used to her being proactive in every single thing? Even in bed? The Emperor dotes on his wife to the point that she feels tired, how can a man be this cute? It’s illegal for men to be this cute.

…

She pushed him on the bed and sat on his body while looking at him with her tempting eyes.

“ Zhao Ming, what..what are you doing?” 

“ Shh...Your Majesty, you just need to relax. I will do all the work.” She leaned in and sealed his lips with his moist lips making him crazy for her even more.

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Jason kept opening his mouth but couldn't say anything.  
He even stood up and approached the teleprompter to read if it really is dildos. He sat down and looked at the reporter.
"Is this some sort of sick joke? I am a distinguished war analyst who served on many battles against Canada and Russia. And you're making me sit here and talk about dildos?" Jason glared.
"Si-Sir! It's really the report! This is also the first time I'm reading it!" The reporter then turned back to the camera and continued.
"Mo-moving on. Let's read what the report has to say… Reports of bright light exploded out of the area where the Africans believe to be Fifth Fortress. In the Saudi Caliphate Region. The bright light was strong that those on the shore of Africa claimed to have seen a sun appearing and disappearing on the horizon. Ok… it looks like we are back in business. No more dildo nonsense… Thankfully." The reported laughed.  
Jason's angry glare changed.
"A bright light? Interesting."
"Could you tell what this might be?"
"Pangean Everbright. That's one possibility. But this one seems to be an enhanced version. It looks like it must have been so bright since your correspondent was actually able to name the base which was attacked. I was going to tell you to fire that man for that inappropriate report. But hopefully, we are way past that."  
"Right. Right. That was just… stupid. Moving on with the report… The African government detected several powerful energy fluctuations and confirmed that Dune World was activated. Furthermore, A Sand Golem was created in that sandstorm. Erm… Mr. Jason, what are Sand Golems."
The moment the reporter mentioned Sand golems, the expression of Jason changed.
"Alright. I take it back. Don't fire that correspondent of yours! It looks like this is the real deal! Sand Golem is a very top secret protocol in the Caliphates! It's not something that civilians know!"
"Oh, thank God." The reporter sighed in great relief.  
"What exactly is this Sand Golem?"
"It uses advanced Dune tech to make the sandstorm engulf one Armor. Sounds weak, right? It's not! A Sand Golem can take on a full nuke and still fight! It's amazing how your correspondent got that info! That's just great journalism! The Caliphates doesn't use it. In fact, from the reports and information we have, they have yet to activate that protocol!"
"Wow. That's very amazing! So is this one of the reasons why the Caliphate is tough to attack?"
"Yes. Its Dune Technology counters EMP, Lightning Rod, you name it! If a Sand Golem has been summoned, it means the threat of this attack was so real! I think that the earlier report is true!"
"It-it-it is? The dildos?!"
Maybe your correspondent talked about the dildos because it was a cover for the WGP to steal the real weapon! You know, go in, make some strange actions that draw attention, and while everyone is focused on a nonsensical operation, a weapon is stolen! And that stolen weapon is something strong enough to make the Caliphates use Dune World and Sand Golems!!"
"Of course! You're right! That's probably it! Amazing deduction!"
"I think the correspondent of yours knows how to tell a story! This is delivering news with excitement and thrill. He knows that War Analysts will be looking into this, so he or she must have been trying to add intrigue to this report. He had me going there. But now I see the bigger picture. Give that correspondent a raise!"
"I see. A little out of the box, but it seems it's effective."
"Well… such reports are only appreciated depending on who the war analyst is." Jason laughed.
"Indeed! Our station is thankful to have you, Mr. Blanco! Let's see where this report is going…" The reporter turned back to the teleprompter.
"This raid becomes critical to understanding the battle. Fifth Fortress was the second base identified to have been attacked. We were able to identify the base because of the weapons that were used. While the African government hasn't yet made confirmation of the attack, our team has come into contact with an important informant who offered to tell us the battle. The battle in the Caliphates was so chaotic, so brutal that it prompted this soldier to turn tail, flee the Caliphates, cross the Red Sea and escape to Africa. After interviewing him, we are convinced that the earlier actions of the WGP in stealing dildos are a part of a greater plot."
"Brilliant! Now that is a reporter!" Jason praised.
"They have found a fleeing soldier even before the African government found him? That's amazing!"
The reporter could not help but puff his chest in pride.
"Indeed! We actually have information that the government couldn't find! Let's see… There seemed to be some audio file attached to this report. The attached audio file is our interview with the soldier that had fled. Now keep in mind, ladies and gentlemen, this audio is being played for the first time!"
The audio file was played.
"Tell us what you saw." A man's voice asked.
"The battle there was very chaotic. It all started with a lone soldier attacking who we weren't able to catch or kill. We were told not to kill him, and he was able to kill a little over thirty soldiers. Maybe more!"
"Thirty soldiers? An amazing pilot! That has to be a Commander Level!" Jason exclaimed.
The audio continued…
"Why couldn't you kill him?"
"I don't know. He was being controlled by someone else. The moment we got him, more attacks arrived as a large Pokémon surfaced from the sea."
"A large… Pokémon?"
"That's right. I know it was one! I've seen it! But I'm not that of a gamer. My son owns a game with it. But that Pokémon fought and killed a lot of my friends. And then they deployed a strange tech. That was the most bizarre weapon I've seen! It wasn't in any of our briefings of possible techs. No one could identify it!"
"It's the weapon!" Jason added. He had a strange expression when he heard Pokémon but assumed that the soldier might have just been a nerd of some sorts.
"I couldn't understand it… What I know is that this weapon is so powerful it tore apart our base! It nullified the Dune World's power and destroyed us from the inside out!"
Jason was stunned. This technology could rule the world!
"And somehow, it is connected to dildos."
There was silence. The person interviewing the soldier didn't know what to say.
The studio that was playing the audio also fell into a strange silence.
Jason had a very disturbed expression.
"Dildos? As in the sex toys?" The interviewer finally asked.
"The very same. I was wondering why it was around the base. Dildos were everywhere. I couldn't understand why. Someone had scattered dildos all over the base."
"Scattered dildos?"
"Yes! Some of these elite secret soldiers with bombs in their hearts even kept shouting something about the dildos. There was a secret behind this object that we just didn't know! I even grabbed a hold on to some out of curiosity?"
"What did these dildos do?"
"Nothing! It was just a plain old dildo! Hard and bendy." The soldier shrugged.
"What?!" The interviewer asked.
"WHAT?!" Jason Blanco shouted.
"So it didn't do anything harmful?"
"That's the mystery! It did! Some soldiers were waving it, and the WGP retreated when they found out that we had dildos!"
"Wait… Your army uses dildos?"
"Apparently. The elite team called Planted all had them. One managed to use it to hit and wound a WGP! It was a Fleet Admiral! And the dildo damaged the suit! It broke through layers and layers of the force field and wounded the Fleet Admiral that the WGP had to retreat!"
"The dildo that your armies used wounded a WGP Fleet Admiral? That's a suit closest to those Iron Mans in Russia!"
"Yes! I saw it with my own eyes!"
"How did the weapon work?"
"Well… It pierced the Fleet Admiral."
"Pierced?"
"Yeah! I mean… That's what dildos do, right?!"
There was silence once more.
Jason's expression was extremely ugly.
"Mister- Mister Jason. Let's wait. You said it yourself… maybe this report will later clarify what's going on, and the soldier and the correspondent is merely um… building excitement."
"Yes. What else can build up excitement  but dildos, right?" Jason shouted sarcastically.
"Also. There was another group called the Lost Primordial. They were attacking us!"
"Wait. It wasn't the WGP that was attacking you?"
"At first. But then the Pokémon and that other group attacked. There Exoskeleton of this Lost Primordial was a Supreme Exoskeleton. It was the real thing! It was an Iron Man! They also attacked and fought each other. Our base merely became the fighting ground for these crazy people!"
"Wait. Iron Man, Pokémon and the WGP?"
"Yes! An,d they all obsessed and used dildos! Each had strange powers! I heard they called it Phallic Techs or something! The WGP and the Iron Man were talking about it."
"What did the Iron Man look like?"
"It was an Exoskeleton with strange dildos around it. The WGP also had dildos all over its suit."
"Dildos again?"
"Yeah. I don't get it either?"
"So, in your opinion, are these dildos important weapons?"
"I saw the power! I figured that our base got destroyed because of these dildos! But, here's another thing. Somehow, a guy named General Vender Hirock and Gender Vender was in the mix."
"Who is that?"
"I don't know! Someone from the WGP? I know that name is after an African General, but he must have been using an alias! In fact, there were three of them! One was in an Exoskeleton, and another was something called a Planted?"
"What are Planteds?"
"The elite group with bombs that I just said earlier. From what I know, sleeper agents of some sort. Or probably people who were forced to serve General Joab Barak. The Caliphates will soon have a civil war. That General was into some nasty business. They are called Planted because they have undetectable bombs planted on their heart!"
"How horrifying!"
At this point, the reporter was hoping that Jason would somehow calm down. The information being discussed turned into a more serious and believable turn.
Jason tried to contain his anger and drank some water.
"Let's circle back to the Vender Hirock people. You said three. An Exoskeleton, a Planted and who was the third!"
"And the last one was an exhibitionist."
"PFFFT!" Jason spat out the water.
"An exhibitionist?"
"That's what I saw! It was chaos! Planteds, Pioneers, and Presiders were being mentioned! And then that another P was thrown out! And when that P was thrown out, I walked away!"
"Another letter P?"
"You see, in the height of the battle, I was already on the sea watching the battle with a telescope. The battle ended when General Joab Barak threw a large rocket that caused the bright light. He threw it at the Planted, who was saying he was General Vender Hirock. The WGP rescued the other Vender Hirock, and after that, they were all gone."
"They rescued the Exoskeleton?"
"No. Ok. This is just my opinion here, alright? That battle was downright weird. The WGP rescued the man who was naked. I think the three people were pretending to be that Vender Hirock. General Joab Barak wanted to kill him. The WGP wanted to save him."
"So who won?"
"I don't know! General Barak attacked the Planted the WGP saved the exhibitionist because he showed them his erm… you know?"
"What?"
"His saber."
"His Light Saber? His Contained Flame Saber?"
"No! I mean, his, you know…"
"His dildo?"
"Not that! His real stuff?"
"His real stuff?"
"His Papa Echo November India Sierra."
"Is that a weapon? What was it again? Papa- what?"
"No! I mean his junk! His stuff! His Johnny! His Mandalorian! That! His- !" A censoring beep resounded.
"His- ?" Another censoring beep resounded.
The reporter, who was swallowing his own saliva out of nervousness, choked on it.
  "Yes!"
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Cut the damn audio! I had enough of this crap!" Jason exclaimed as he flipped the nearby table.
The audio was immediately stopped.
"Fire that idiot correspondent! How dare he interviews an insane man! How dare he!"
"Alright! Alright! Quick! Cut to commercial!" The reporter urged as he stood up to stop the raging war analyst.
The news circulated around the globe.
But to certain people, this odd and comical news made them feel a sense of fear that they have never before felt on earth.
Presider, Pioneer, and Planted were reported. It didn't take long for the Aragarian population to find out about the ongoing massacre of Planteds in the Caliphate bases.  
Straviaa watched the news as she had an extremely ugly expression. She called the only Presider she could trust.
"Straviaa? Why are you calling me?" An older man answered with a grunt.
"Enderks. I am calling you because I believe it's you who knows what to do. I am sending you a video file from one of the turncoats of Pridgeon's Pioneers. Watch it and stream the trending news that you see in that news channel from the Americas."
"What's the main point? If it's not interesting, I'll-"
"I have proof of Pridgeon's betrayal. He might have killed Crostfree and possibly stolen his techs. The video file will detail several techs that Pridgeon has not shown. He could be a mid-tiered Presider! And if he has Crostfree's tech, he could be a high-tiered one!"
"What?"
"I called you because you're the only one who has the guts and the impatient personality to do what I plan. Help me kill Pridgeon!"


An alien race invaded the Earth on June 6, 2128. At the midst of this war, many nations allied with the alien threat and the war nearly wiped out the rebelling humans of the planet. At the edge of mankind's survival, the United Nations Army launched its forces to eliminate the immediate stellar threats that loomed over Earth.

General Seeker Carlean, commander and leader of the mission, risked and gave his life to destroy the immediate stellar threat. The battle was won though Earth lay in ruins. Perhaps mankind will live to see a few years of peace before the alien threat returns to wipe out their existence.

At the immediate aftermath of the stellar battle, the fallen Seeker Carlean awakens and finds himself at aged 17, living the peaceful life he lived 16 years before he died.

So begins a new game in the battle for humanity's survival.

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Cover art by Jayps. http://www.behance.net/Jayps

"What is this?"
Seeing the object, Liao Gaofei bent down and picked it up.
When he held it, his face froze and he looked at his friend in shock.
"This… isn't this an audio recorder? Has anyone else gone to your office?"
Upon catching sight of the object, the man stared at his friend anxiously, though he did not think that it had something to do with their other two friends and assumed that it was placed there by Fu Mingxuan's rival in business who was harboring ill intention.
In contrast, the moment the other heard his words, his face blanched.
"Audio recorder…"
He thought of that man's cold and sharp face and balled his hands into fists.
"Ji Ziming, you're really smart!"
He then walked past Liao Gaofei and rushed out of the office without delay.
"H-Hey, Mingxuan! What do you mean by that?! Why did you mention our friend's name? Could this have been left by him?"
His friend followed him out of the office at once.
Alas, even after putting effort into catching up to his friend, he was left behind by the man who had gotten in his car in a hurry.
Watching the car drive off, he felt something amiss. He, thus, pursed his lips and gave Mu Heng a call. "What's going on? Ziming left an audio recorder in Mingxuan's office?"
He was completely out of loop regarding the issue between the two men.
Still, he knew that Mu Heng should know what was going on.
"Audio recorder… It turns out that Ziming was referring to that…"
Not before long, he heard the man on the other end say that.
"Ah?! That was really placed there by Ziming? Oh, man! What's wrong with those two? Mingxuan left me here without saying anything and drove off as if a ghost were hot on his heels—"
The man on the other end exclaimed, cutting him off, "What?! He left?!"
"Right! He didn't explain anything to me and simply left," he complained.
"Be honest; where did he hide Pei Ge?!" Ignoring his complaints, Mu Heng quickly questioned.
"I-I don't know…"
He was instantly infuriated by the guy's continued denial even when the matter had reached this stage.
"I say, are you stupid?! Since you said Ziming had left an audio recorder hidden in our friend's office, he should know by now where she's been hidden, and Mingxuan must've realized this, so he left immediately." He rolled his eyes in the middle of speaking. "You're still trying to keep it secret for him; are you stupid?! What do you think will happen when both of them meet there?"
"Ah!"
Only then did Liao Gaofei realize it then.
"Those two have fought earlier; don't tell me that you didn't see the bruises on Mingxuan's face?!"
"I-I…"
He was so preoccupied with questioning the man that he did not notice the bruises on his face.
"What about you? Stop hesitating. Quickly tell me where she is! If not, I'm really afraid that they'll have another fight."
Ji Ziming had almost strangled Fu Mingxuan to death earlier; thus, he was honestly scared that something bad would happen the moment both encountered each other again.
"Alright. I got it. Pei Ge is hidden at the private hospital in the suburbs…"
After extracting the exact location from him, Mu Heng drove off without delay toward the said hospital.
He was afraid that if he reached there any later, his best friend, who was not in his right mind, would do something bad.
The traffic police in the capital were bound to be busy today.
After all, the well-known four young masters in the capital were beating red lights on the same day at almost the same time.
Therefore, when the four got to the hospital in the suburbs, there were several traffic police enforcers who had rushed there as well.
The first to reach the hospital was Ji Ziming, who drove his car as if he were flying a plane.
His breakneck driving speed got him to the hospital, where he had been to several times before, way faster.
After stopping his car, he alighted from it and dashed into the reception hall without closing the door.
"There's a patient here called Pei Ge; where is she staying?!"
The moment he arrived at the front desk, he looked coldly and sharply at the ones stationed there.
The nurses, who were originally discussing how good-looking the man coming in was, were immediately shocked by his tyrannical display.
They nervously gulped and nodded in fear.
"O-Okay, sir. Please wait a moment…"
"Faster!" He ordered coldly after receiving such a reply.
"Y-Yes!"
The nurses shuddered and quickened their actions.
While being glared at by the man, one of the nurses pulled up the woman in question's information.
"M-Miss Pei is staying in the gynecology bamboo garden's room 1002…"
Before the nurse could finish speaking, she saw the man stride toward the location.
Looking at his rapidly receding back, the nurse blinked and heaved a sigh of relief instantly.
Wu wu wu! So terrifying!
Walking toward the location, he looked at the familiar walkway and corridor and subconsciously furrowed his brows.
This walkway…

I've walked this way before.
His footsteps subconsciously slowed down.
Qiao Jingyun… is staying here, too.
When he thought of this, an ominous feeling rose in his heart.
He suddenly remembered the day when Pei Ge called him.
Halt!
All of a sudden, he stopped walking. With an ugly expression, he clenched his fists.
'Ziming, where are you right now…'
Could she have seen him here, and that was why she had asked him that?


After a series of life-changing events, Pei Ge decides to start anew and rediscover her place in this world. She gets a new job, new friends and… a new boss whom she mistakes as a male host!

He helps her to get revenge on a back-stabbing friend, supports her when it seems that the world has given up on her, encourages her to be more confident about herself and even… messes up her blind dates!

With her strong working abilities and fiery attitude, she manages to climb up the ranks in the company (under the devious scheme of a certain CEO) and even gains a fan girl who can’t wait to be her sister-in-law.

As Pei Ge navigates through the ups and downs of office politics, family drama, finding her right partner and societal expectations, she realizes that things are not as simple as it seemed and everything she had believed in is tested…

The Big Misunderstanding:

“You asshole! Why didn’t you use protection?! I’m pregnant!”
“…It’s not mine.”
“Asshole! You actually dare to not admit it?! I gave all my firsts to you! You jerk!”
…
At the gynecologist, she read her pregnancy lab report and was stunned: Irregular period.
The man raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Didn’t you make a ruckus about being pregnant with my child? Where is the child?!”
“…” Who is scared of who? Let’s make a bet!

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