A young man who enjoyed being with his friends is transported to a world (DC comic) about which he has little or no information.  You will have to pave your way while trying to survive the chaos that this world represents and at the same time try to find a way to return home with yours ...... this is my first fanfic and I hope you like it, English is not  my native language, all criticisms both positive and negative are welcome.  I do not own any rights to the original DC comic characters or anything else like that.

James Forde was just your everyday geek with a monotonous life , wake up, go to work,go home, read novels , comics, watch some anime and then sleep until something ridiculous happened to him and he got a second chance in a world others could only read about in a comic book.

She was Gong Li, a famous animator who would be called the Dawn of Chinese Animation in the future!
Some years later, she would launch a movement to reject making comics in a capital-run and studio-run environment. The campaign would return the copyright to the comic artists, and give aesthetics to comic lovers. The campaign was huge and won the support of comic lovers all over the world.
The movement was quite successful and influential.
The same year, countless excellent comic artists emerged in China, and the stagnant comic book industry ushered in a rebirth. That year was also called the first year of Chinese comics.
When Gong Li hung up the phone, she was still a little confused. Did Shen Xi just use reverse psychology on her?
However, even if it was reverse psychology, she was still happy.
The little beauty's art style simply ticked all the boxes. She was just too good!
After Shen Xi talked to Gong Li, she called Yuan Yu. "Brother, I found a comic artist called Gong Li. She'll report to the company tomorrow."
Then, she briefly talked to him about the requirements needed to be the largest online comic platform in China, and give comic artists a free and equal creative environment.
In the comic industry, there would be a lot on the plate once the comic started to take off. There was publishing, games, animation, film and television, and even spin-offs. The benefits were plenty of benefits.
Yuan Yu had a headache. "Are you planning to monopolize all the entertainment industries?"
Shen Xi said, "You can leave Gong Li to her own devices. Let her do whatever she wants, and give her anything she wants too. You don't have to worry about anything else."
Yuan Yu. "You just met her. Why do you trust her so much?"
Shen Xi smiled. "If you use a person, don't suspect them."
Yuan Yu treated her as a treasure. With his position as a major shareholder, he listened to her. What else could he do? "Okay, I'll take care of it. You can rest assured!"
"Brother, do you remember that I told you about this person called Yu Yuanxi in my school? I might bring him to the company in the near future. It's for that movie that I mentioned before."
"Don't rush. The audition for the film's lead role is next month!"
"Thank you."
"I'm your brother. Stop being so courteous with me."
Shen Xi hung up the phone, got off the bus, and returned home. The first thing she did was run and climb the wall.
A thick layer of snow had fallen in the big boss's yard. The plum blossoms were already about to bloom, and the smell had gotten stronger.
The door to the living room was closed and the gate was locked.
He was not at home.
Shen Xi ran down and put down her schoolbag, and began to roll snowballs in the yard.
The snow had not stopped and continued to fall all afternoon, but it did not reach her calf. She soon rolled a big, round snowball.
There were no professional snow carving tools at home, so she took her art knives and scrapers.
Even without looking at the drawing, she just had to close her eyes to see what he looked like in front of her.
Shen Xi's hands were deft and dexterous like the hands of God, flying and carving. In less than an hour, the work was completed.
The 'Li Yuan' in front of her did not have the cold and icy appearance of the past. Even if he smiled, it was fleeting and hard to capture.
The man's features were delicate and three-dimensional. When he smiled, it was devastatingly attractive, and whoever saw it was bound to feel happy.
Shen Xi squatted in front of 'him', holding her chin to admire her masterpiece and smiling like a little fool. No one knew what went in her mind, but her small hand patted 'his' head as she mumbled to herself, "See, I told you that you look much better when you smile."


In her past life, Shen Xi always longed for love and validation from her parents, members of the wealthy Su family. Unfortunately, the attention that she yearned for was stolen by the family’s fake heiress – her elder sister, Su Ruowan. 
As a result of Su Ruowan’s evil plans, Shen Xi was crippled, disfigured and eventually died of leukemia. However, in a surprising turn of events, Shen Xi was reborn. Returned to the time when she was a seventeen-year-old teenager, she’ll set things right and get her revenge against the Su family. 


Denis sighed, "I think what's important," he said innocently, "To be honest, I'm also confused. Papa is not the type to waste money just sleeping a few days. I think, a good reason Papa rented here for Sis Starla."
"Oh?" Faye is interested in this topic. So far, she has absolutely no idea why Starla lives in America.
"Yes. Sis Starla is a comic artist. Papa might rent here so that Sis Starla can have a calm atmosphere, and get the idea of ​​continuing her comic," Denis explained proudly.
"Wow," Faye is amazed by Starla's work. Becoming a comic artist is not easy, it requires calm, extraordinary imagination, and persistence, "Has the comic, Sis Starla, been published?"
"Not yet, but she was signed to one of the comic magazines here," Denis explained proudly remembering his sister's struggle had finally been achieved, "I love reading it~!"
"I can see that," Faye muttered. Back then, when she was helping tidy up his things, she saw a lot of weekly comic magazines, it seemed like the magazine where Starla's comics were published.
"Yes, I am proud of her success," Denis muttered between sad and happy. He is sad because until now he has not made his dream come true. But how could he if his dream was to lead his father's company?
'I had planned after meeting Rosalinda, I would return to Indonesia to end my problems with my parents. Who would have thought I would get married here ...'
Denis also never thought that he would fall in love with Faye. He turned his head that second to her.
"What?" Faye asked a little awkwardly with his intense gaze.
"Fay, you're working tomorrow, right? Why don't you just go back home?"
"What?" Why all of a sudden?
"I'm grateful you want to accompany me tonight, but you are so busy with your problems, and Mia. I do not want to bother you with my problems too," Denis explained carefully, "I realize how important your restaurant is to you."
Faye was angry at first because she felt dumped by him, but her heart turned flutter after knowing why he asked to go home alone.
'Better not explain ...'
Faye couldn't possibly come home after what he said, "You know why I'm here, right?"
"I know," Denis replied calmly, "but I'll be fine. Mama's not a cold person, Mama understands you're busy at work, Fay. And again, you can visit during break time~" he suggested excitedly.
Faye understands, that's a good idea too, she can work quietly and meet his mother during lunch break. But ... her heart didn't want to follow all of his suggestions.
All she wants now is only with him ...
'Oh, God ... I'm so embarrassed just thinking about that ...'
Feeling falling in love again after all this time makes Faye easily embarrassed again because she hasn't felt it for a long time.
'I can't believe I'm doing this ...'
Faye knows how much he cares about her, so she will give more clues about how she feels. She approached without saying anything, then put her arms around his neck.
"Uh ... Fay ...?" Denis asked awkwardly.
Again, Faye is acting weird. In public too! She didn't like doing things like this in public before!
'What happened ...?'
Denis was utterly confused.
Faye lowered her eyes because she couldn't look at his gaze for too long, "What if I said I wanted to be with you?" she asked shyly.
Denis was at a loss for words.
What did he just hear?
Faye wants to be with him?
This must be a dream.
Yes.
This is a dream!
Plak!
Faye was surprised to hear a loud voice so close to her, and she was shocked to see one cheek he was flushed, "What are you doing?"
Denis held his cheek who was in pain, "Slap myself ...?" he answered innocently.
"What? For what!?" Faye again suspects that he is indeed a masochist!
"I just felt like I was dreaming," Denis said shyly, "Fay said things like that only in my dreams. That's right! I'm still dreaming! Fay, slap me." He showed his cheeks that were not yet red.
Faye is also embarrassed.
'Am I too bold?'
Faye just wants him to understand that she doesn't want to come back home.
'Maybe I should come up with a more logical reason.'
And Faye knows what it is, "I want to experience a good night's sleep as a billionaire tonight. So I don't want to go home, I don't want you to enjoy this alone."
Denis felt that it was not Faye's excuse, if she says that from the beginning, he would have believed it, but after what she said before, he could hardly believe it.
'But, obviously I will grant her wish.'
"Okay," answered Denis.
***
Faye immediately ran into the room as soon as Denis opened the door. She admired the interior, which was predominantly cream in color, a different color from the gold and black dominant lobby room. She was surprised that there was a piano in the living room.
'Can playing the piano also give you ideas?'
Faye checked another room and was surprised that there was a laundry room with walls covered in various colored butterfly-patterned wallpaper, then there were two television rooms, each on each floor, "Denis, come on over here."
Denis who was downstairs, was admiring the view outside the window, looked up, "Is there anything interesting?" he asked as he took the black spiral staircase slowly leading to the second floor.
"Yes," Faye replied after he got close enough to her, "There are three bedrooms. So you know the rules," she tried to start a joke.
Unfortunately, that reminded Denis what he wanted to ask. He quickly pulled her into his arms, locking her between his body and the glass wall behind her.
"Denis ...?"
"Now, you can be honest with me."
"What?"
"You think I'll believe your excuses? I'm sure you're hiding something from me," said Denis explaining with a small smirk on his lips, "and I won't let you go until you be honest with me ..."


Warning : mature content

Cover : Eutchai (Instagram)

Faye Grace is a successful, beautiful, and smart restaurant businesswoman. The only one she doesn't have is a man.

One day, her friend asked her to bet on renting a Sugar Baby, Faye who lost, ended up renting a Sugar Baby named Denis for one day.

A phone video of her mother and two rings became a minor misunderstanding, which forced Faye to ask Denis to be her contract husband.

"How much money do you want?" asked Faye.

Denis looked surprised, "You are not putting an offer?"

Faye observed Denis while glancing at the bare body up and down, "I can't judge how much, I don't know your strengths and weaknesses, I guess from your face maybe ten thousand dollars?" or maybe more considering that Denis can cook.

Denis was flattered by what Faye said, "You think highly of me, honey~"

"That's not a compliment, I was putting a price on you and you're happy about it, huh?" Faye said in amazement, most people would be annoyed when someone did that, why did Denis like it!?

"Is there anything else?" Denis asked.

Faye thought, "That's all, we'll talk again if I have any other ideas."

"Then I'm going to take a shower, my body smells like alcohol," said Denis.

Faye nodded, while waiting for the shower to finish, is it better to find another agreement, such as a cooking schedule?

"You can join me if you want, honey~" Denis started teasing from the bathroom.

Can Faye resist Denis's seductions when they live in one house?

In the packed streets of Beijing, China, a popular comic book cafe runs its business as usual with the dim, but bright lights on, extraordinary smells of delicacies escape the gaping doors, and a welcoming aura that draws people inside. Everything was going on as usual except for the large signs posted on the windows outside written in large striking letters saying, "Last Chance to Get a Comic Book! Store Closing Today!" which made old customers weep to think such a grand place was closing down after 15 years in business. A young man enters the store after stopping to read the signs posted over the front windows. He sighs sorrowfully, looking around the shop, which was in the middle of packing up its books. He knew the comic book cafe would have to close for his uncle, the owner, had to pay for his aunt's cancer bill. Regardless of trying to prepare himself for the closing, he hadn't prepared enough.

Memories flood back in the boy's head of the comic book cafe. When he had gone there to read some comic books accompanied by cup-o-noodles. When he would come with all his books to study and listen to the warm buzz from the customers. Even the times when his uncle grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the store to get a break from studying. The store had been there for as long as he remembered and he wasn't ready to say goodbye to it just yet. He walks over to the check- out counter and leans over, calling out quietly so he would not disturb the customers.

"Uncle, I'm here. You said you had something to show me?" A rustle is heard from the backroom and a man in his 30's appears in front of the counter. His shirt is damp and beads of sweat hang off of his face, dripping down his toned skin and into his shirt.

"Wei Zhixin, you're here? You came earlier than I had expected…" He says wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

"What were you doing back there Uncle…?" Wei Zhixin says teasingly as his face grows into a smirk, "You're sweating so much…"

"You shameless brat, how can you say this in front of the customers?! I have a wife!" His uncle hisses, sounding flustered.

"I didn't say, anything Uncle, are you thinking about something dirty~," Wei Zhixin says as his smirk widens and his uncle's face becomes a deep shade of red.

"You better man-up, you're already 20! This is why you've never had a girlfriend!" His Uncle exclaims with his face so red Wei Zhixin can't help but tease him even more.

"I never knew you were such a man Uncle! Not only do you do weird things in the backroom but keep up the stereotype of old pervy uncles!" Wei Zhixin gushes with both of his hands on his cheeks, laughing uncontrollably.

His uncle shoves Wei Zhixin behind the counter and into the backroom with a strong grip on his wrist. Wei Zhixin doesn't resist as he is laughing so much at the joke before he can barely breathe. In the backroom, boxes are heaped up on the left corner, labeled and all, probably ready to be shipped into his uncle's house or given to other comic book stores. A ladder is seen traversing up to the mysterious attic in which Wei Zhixin had never been allowed. Once, he had tried to sneak up there to see what was so special that had to be hidden from him but he ended up getting caught red-handed. Whatever happened as the consequence after that is up to your imagination. After that incident, he assumed that the attic was where his uncle hid his "not so PG" books and never again tried to sneak up there. As Wei Zhixin had expected, a man was in the backroom helping move boxes. The man, Wei Zhixin recognized, was his uncle's friend, and he quickly bowed down to greet the man, who greeted him back. He then followed his uncle up the ladder, step by step, into the dark attic. Or so he thought.

The attic was something Wei Zhixin didn't expect it to be. In all the comic books he had read, the attic was always a bad sign. From cobwebs to stray ghosts, the attic had a knack for drawing evil beings, however, this attic looked as if it was meant for a young child. The floor and walls were wooden and stained dark brown. A small wooden table was located on the side of the room, accompanied by a charming lamp. Apart from that, shelves and shelves of colorful comic books filled the rest of the room, making Wei Zhixin's eyes pop out of their eye-socket. From thriller to romance, all kinds of comic books filled the shelves which would attract any comic book lover, let alone Wei Zhixin.

 This, Wei Zhixin thinks to himself, must be Uncle's private library! Why has he hidden this from me all these years?!

"So, what do you think of my library?" His uncle swings his arm gracefully in the direction of the shelves, smiling as he watches Wei Zhixin's eyes widen like a baby's, a huge grin already forming on his face.

"It's amazing! Wow Uncle, and to think all these years you kept porn up here! This is even better than I thought!" Wei Zhixin exclaims browsing through the shelves.

"I'm so happy that you- Wait. WHAT DID YOU THINK I HID HERE?!" Wei Zhixin's uncle roars as his face becomes red once again.

"Nothing! What did you think I said?" Wei Zhixin raises his eyebrow, smiling like a jokester.

"Seriously, how have I dealt with you for all these years?" Wei Zhixin's uncle sighs tiredly, looking at Wei Zhixin with disappointment. "What I was GOING to say was, you can choose any comic book to take home with you. Just as a little something from me since the shop is closing."

"Are you sure about that? It looks like you really care about these books. I mean, they've been here for who knows how long." Wei Zhixin lifts an eyebrow accusingly.

"Of course I am sure, go find a book!" His uncle gives Wei Zhixin a small push towards the bookshelves.

"Alright, alright, I'm gonna go now!" Wei Zhixin says excitedly jumping up and down as he heads towards the bookshelves.

Wei Zhixin thanks his uncle multiple times before walking through the shelves, his hand brushing against the spines of every comic book, collecting dust. He soon finds himself in the darker corners of the attic where the light doesn't reach there as well as the rest of the shelves. His hand comes to an abrupt stop at one book which he would've missed if his hand didn't feel it. Wei Zhixin gently takes out the comic book from the shelf and traces the title on the cover with his index finger. He flips through the comic book to get some glimpse of the drawings and chooses this as the one he would take home. He walks back into the light where his uncle is writing labels for boxes. He sneaks up behind his uncle and grabs his shoulders tightly.

"HeY there UnCLe!" He yells into his uncle's ear, making him jump up in surprise with a loud scream.

"Holy- Wei Zhixin! How dare you sneak up on me?!" He says with his eyes wide open. He lunges to punch Wei Zhixin who, since he fences, dodges the punch successfully.

"Bye Uncle, and thanks for the comic book!" Wei Zhixin yells as he jumps down the ladder, and dashes out of the comic book store, surprising some customers who were about to enter.

When he stops to restabilize his breathing, Wei Zhixin realizes he ran himself into a park subconsciously. The park he ran himself to was located 15 minutes away from his house and one of the many things he adored more than comic books, was this park. It hadn't been renovated for a while, but the park was still in good shape, and since it was spring, cherry blossom trees, which were planted all over the park, were flourishing as young children ran around and couples stopped to enjoy the view. This park was the best place to read as it was not too loud or quiet, and the scenery was stunning. Wei Zhixin found himself an open bench, laid down on his back, and opened to the first page of the comic book. For the next hour, he was on his back and read the comic book with utmost interest without being disturbed until he flipped to the last page which read "The End". He finally gets up from the bench and rubs his sore back. He wipes the tears which escaped his eyes and looks at the book cover, his eyes red from crying.

"This was the greatest book ever!" He yells out loud, catching the attention of many visitors in the park, however, he didn't care much. He looks up for a second, and back down at the book, saying in a whisper, "The sex scene was amazing, but there should've been more kisses… and that villain was total shit, I would've beaten the crap outta him the first time I saw him!"

Suddenly, his phone rings which catches him by surprise. The book slips from his hand, and Wei Zhixin jerks forward to catch it, but it falls right through his fingers. Wei Zhixin picks up the book, muttering curse words and brushing the dirt off the cover page. He grabs his phone from his pocket and sees that he missed 15 calls from his mom. He gulps, knowing that he was screwed no matter what he did. If he picked the call up, he's screwed, if he went home without picking the phone up, he better have his Will ready! Wei Zhixin chooses the path of the phone since his mom couldn't beat him up from behind the phone.

"Hey mom, how's it going?" Wei Zhixin says cowardly, shrinking as he hears her breathing.

"Is this how you greet your mom after picking up after 15 missed calls? Was your ringer not on?! Boy, don't play smart with me! I know what you did!" His mom yells into the cell phone causing Wei Zhixin to flinch.

"Mom, I didn-"

"I know you ate those cookies I left out! Those were for your dad!" She says disappointedly, which was easily masked by anger.

"Oh, uh sorry. I didn't know they were for dad." Wei Zhixin says chuckling awkwardly with a guilty conscience, his hand scratching his neck awkwardly.

"Oh, you are so dead when you come home…" His mom says murderously before shutting down the phone. A cold shiver travels up Wei Zhixin's back.

"She sounds mad… What should I do?" Wei Zhixin murmurs under his breath. Suddenly, he gets an idea and grabs his book, leaving the bench and walking through the cherry blossom path.

Wei Zhixin walks around the huge park, his nose in the comic book once again, as he walks to the closest grocery store which he knew was only 5 minutes away. As he reaches the store, he looks up and BANG. He bumps face to face with the glass doors and falls down.

"BRUH! LIKE, STOP." Wei Zhixin kicks the door, which hurts him again, and enters the store limping.

He finds himself in the snack aisle and stands back, looking at all the options of chips, cookies, sodas, etc. He grabs a pack of Talkis, glass coke, and even some chocolate chip cookies, then walks over to the checkout counter, paying $35 (I'm too lazy to convert). He then begins his walk home, a small grocery bag in his hand, the other one holding up his comic book. By the time he reaches the gates to his home, it's dark and by then, he's been reading under the light of the street lamps. Opening the gate with his key, Wei Zhixin enters the house followed by his mother running out in an apron.

"Wei Liang! Do you know how late it is?!" His mom's face looks worried and relieved at the same time, but what gave it away was the name. She'd only call Wei Zhixin by his real name when she was mad or really worried.

"Mom, it's only 9. I took a while to bring you replacement cookies and your favorite snack. I'm sorry for eating dad's cookies." Wei Zhixin says in a soft tone, stretching out his hands to show the bag of what he purchased.

"Wei Zhixin, you didn't have to… I was so worried…" She says hugging her child and stroking his hair.

"It's okay mom, did dad come home yet?" Wei Zhixin says hugging his mother back.

"No, but he's coming soon. Today I made your favorite dish, Wonton Soup." His mom replies, retreating back into the house closely followed by Wei Zhixin.

"Sounds delicious, my mouth is already watering!" He pipes up as he takes off his shoes in the front and enters the warm house. Placing the bag of goods on the floor, he goes straight to the bathroom to change and wash his hands for dinner. When he goes back outside, his father is already seated at the table.

"Hello, dad." Wei Zhixin greets his father as he sits down at the table.

"Hey, dad!" Wei Zhixin's sister, Chang Lian yells from her room and comes running out.

"Hey bitch, what's up?" Wei Zhixin looks at his sister grinning.

"Stfu hoe and eat." Chang Lian glares at Wei Zhixin and sits down at the table as well.

Wei Zhixin's mother comes out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming soup in her hands which holds no mittens. The heat never gets to her for some reason! She sets the pot down lightly on the table and opens the cap. Steam pours up and the lovely, light smell of Wonton soup fills the air. Taking a huge breath of air in, Wei Zhixin sighs as he grabs a bowl and begins to pour soup for himself. Gulping the steaming soup down his throat, Wei Zhixin finishes his soup and immediately reaches for seconds. 
 
After having at least 5 refills of the soup, Wei Zhixin finally retreats to his bedroom. Filled from all the soup, he lays down on his bed and grabs the comic book, reading it for the third time that day. However, struggling to keep his eyes open, Wei Zhixin finds himself falling asleep with the book hugged tightly around his hands, and the usual sounds of crickets chirping before everything goes dark.

When Wei Zhixin wakes up, it's still dark. He sits up on the bed and rubs his back, yawning. When his eyes open fully, he stands, shocked. The walls weren't filled with posters he knew he put up, the floor was a weird old wood, and his bed wasn't a bed at all. It was made of wooden poles and fabric tied tightly around it to hold a human's weight. Wei Zhixin gasps, looking around frantically, and after taking a few breaths, he assesses the situation.

"This doesn't look like my room…" He says rubbing his hand, but suddenly stops. His hair feels long and silky, unlike his usual short, ruffled bed hair. He reaches for the bottom of his hair and realizes it's now down to his waist, and his clothes were unlike anything modern. He was beginning to panic again.

His clothes looked like those traditional things he had to wear to parties and shit, but it looked a bit odd. Those clothes were pretty complex, but this was simple… and looked REALLY good. By the door, a beautiful silver sword lies on the floor. It looked pretty complex for a sword, but it still gave him an odd sense of deja vu. Everything did. From the room to the clothes to the hair, it reminds him of something, but at the same time, he can't pinpoint it.

Wherever he was, all he knew for sure was, he didn't wake up in his own bed.

After his favorite comic book shop closes, Zhao Hui has been gifted a comic book that becomes his favorite in a matter of a day. but when he finds himself sucked in the comic book, Zhao Hui now must face not only the problems originally in the comic book but new dangers caused by his actions. That's not all. When Zhao Hui turns this hetero book into now a new gay romance, he has to face another challenge: his feelings for the main character. What more is in store for this y/n in this cliche story? Read more to find out in this hilariously written novel!

sn: guys please read the *reupload* chapters because I changed the names of the originial characters and also edited a majority of the chapter. Thank you!

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Try as he might, Chen Ge could not get the third drawer to open. He pulled out the top two drawers to try to see the contents of the third drawer from above. However, to his disappointment, there were wooden boards partitioning the different levels, so he could not see anything.

"The room is purposely kept clean, and I do not want to ruin it. If you can hear me, you'd better come out on your own."

This was not the first time that Chen Ge had threatened a ghost, but he had no idea whether it would work or not. He grabbed the edge of the drawer and tried to pull, but the drawer seemed stuck on something.

"Xu Yin!" Chen Ge summoned Xu Yin, and they grabbed the drawer on both sides. As Xu Yin channeled his strength, the wounds on his body opened again. The red blood trailed down his white arms to drop on the edge of the drawer. The drawer that remained unmoved started to loosen.

"Keep going!"

Xu Yin did not hold back. He would do what Chen Ge told him to. The wounds on his body tore open, and blood dyed his shirt. His face was twisted from the exertion, and his hands were covered with his own blood.

"So painful!"

The tightly-closed drawer finally was pulled open the width of one's finger. Xu Yin's power seemed to affect the stuff inside the drawer. The blood continued to flow, and the drawer was slowly pulled open by Xu Yin. When the drawer opened to the size of half a palm, several human hands suddenly reached out from within!

There were male and female hands. They tried to stop Chen Ge and yanked the drawer close. Surprised, Chen Ge and Xu Yin released their grip, and the drawer closed shut with a bang.

"Why do you insist on this struggle?" Chen Ge stopped Xu Yin, who intended to repeat the earlier effort. He picked up the hammer and said, "I'm trying to be nice. After all, we might work again in the future.

"I hope you'll give this serious consideration. I can use brute force to smash the table or use fire to burn everything and look for what I need in the rubble, but I won't. I'm a kind person, and you can ask any of my friends to confirm that."

Chen Ge squatted beside the drawer; he was not afraid of the stuff that might reach out from within the drawer. He gripped the drawer's handle. "This drawer belongs to me, and I'm just taking it back."

He increased his strength and said, "I will forget what happened tonight. Even though all of you have tried to trick me again and again, none of you came for my life. You only wanted to scare me away. I'm telling you not to waste your time. I'm someone who you can reason with. If you have any issues, come out and talk to me."

Then Chen Ge's empty hand picked up the hammer. "Like now, you have no other option. Eventually, you'll need to face me. Why not lower your guard so that we can start this over the right way?"

The drawer slowly vibrated like the spirits inside it were in a disagreement. After ten seconds, the drawer voluntarily bounced out for one centimeter. "Good, I do appreciate cooperative spirits."


Chen Ge took out the third drawer and placed it on the table. It contained several comic books. "These are by the artist's hand?"

The notebook said that none of the publishers wanted to work with the artist, so he probably went the route of self-publication.

"So many ghosts came from these comic books?" Chen Ge thought back to his experience that night, and he understood certain things. He flipped through the comic books that looked to be the artist's work.

The artist had a semi-realistic style, and it was understandable why no publishers wanted to work with him. The characters in his story felt uncannily real. The whole comic was made up by five individual stories. The main character of the first story was a gambler. He was thin and tall; he looked similar to the man Chen Ge had seen earlier. The gambler was born in a single-parent family. He had never seen his father and was raised by his mother. He did not receive any worthwhile education.

If he did not make anything of himself, it would have been fine, but he suffered from the vice of gambling. Even in his thirties, he had no work and relied on his mother. For him, life was meaningless other than being alive.

However, when he was 37, his peaceful life was shattered. The mother who took care of him fell seriously ill, and they quickly burned through his mother's savings. His mother wanted to give up on the treatment, but the gambler did not agree. He sold everything they had but the old house that was under his mother's name.

Even so, the surgery still needed some money, and even if the surgery was successful, she could not do heavy work again. He thought about it and began to borrow money from loan sharks.

The surgery was successful, but the loan had tripled from the interest. The loan sharks forced the gambler to sell his mother's home to settle the debt. The gambler asked them to give him one night to consider.

The second day, the loan sharks returned, and they got a shock of their life when they pushed the door open. There was a basin on the round table, and it was filled with blood. The gambler's left hand was chopped off, and he stood next to the table with the cleaver in his right.

He said that he had not done anything worthwhile for his mother before in his life. Now that his mother could not do heavy work anymore, if he sold the house, she would have nowhere else to go. Therefore, he would never sell the house. If they wanted something as compensation, then he would give them his life.

He was the one who signed the loan papers. He rushed out of the bedroom, slashing the cleaver, so no one dared to stop him. They watched on as the man jumped from the eighth-floor window. The gambler died on the spot, but the arm that he chopped off was still not found.

The main character for the second story was an interning English teacher. The old landlady rented her the living room and the master bedroom while she stayed in the small bedroom. After her son passed away, the old lady became quite confused and absent-minded. The teacher took care of her like she was her real mother. The two got close, and things were moving toward a positive ending.

The English teacher would conduct tuition at night, so she came home late. However, when she returned, the old lady would have dinner prepared for her. She was already old, so she would be asleep when the teacher returned.

Afraid that she might wake the old lady up, she would advise the old lady to close the door when she went to sleep. One day, the teacher came home late again. She did not realize that someone was following her. Once she left the stairwell, someone reached out from behind to clamp his hands over her nose and lips.

She struggled vehemently and tussled with the culprit in the corridor. Surprised by her vehemence, to prevent her from making noises and attract attention, the murderer slit her throat. The body could not be left in the corridor, so he dragged the teacher's body back into the bedroom. He cut her into pieces to hide them inside the many drawers.

It was the old lady who found the teacher inside the drawers the next day.

The killer was caught five days later, but the old lady's condition worsened. With the neighbor's help, she was sent to the hospital.

It was then that the room welcomed its third tenant. It was a real estate agent, and he was the main character of the third story. 
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 Chapter 7
Trevor:
4:45 PM
Sunlight Town
Location: Sunlight Town Middle School
June, 26th 2025
I look at the school in front of me, "Long time no see." I say to the zombified principal in the office. I put my eyepatch on my scarred eye. "I might get detention for this but, it's the end of the world." I pull out my trusty bat. Home run, I run to the front door and it doesn't budge. I sigh and kick the door open. The school was filled with goo stench and no zombies. I close the door behind me and it is surprisingly dark. I take out my flashlight and shine it around. I see the tank zombie on the second floor stairs. I back out through the school doors, "Uh oh." I turn and sprint. The zombie tank jumps from on top of the school roof and runs at me, I stop in my tracks. I quickly turn around video game style and Home Run uppercuts the zombie in the jaw. I wind Home Run back up for another swing and… BASH! It hits the zombie head on.
 I run to the yard tree and climb up. I then jump out of the tree and smash Home Run on its head. Home Run's tip breaks and the zombie wacks me across the dead overgrown grass. I look at my bat, broken, which means it just got upgraded! Now I'll name it Zombie Slayer. I get up and run to the zombie tank. I jump as high as I can and stab my bat Zombie Slayer into its back. It goes nuts and starts running around trying to get me off, but I just grip tighter. Zombie Slayer comes loose and drags across its body. It leaves a gigantic cut, I then grab the edges of the cut and try to open them, I strain, "How's this zombie freak!?" I take out The Zombie Slayer and I jam it's back. The zombie yells and shrieks. I turn The Zombie Slayer and it kills the zombie. I put The Zombie Slayer into its holster and walked back inside the school. I go to the generator and turn on the power, I then walk back up to the second floor to go to the principal's office. I get there and pull out my bat, I kick the door open and stab it into the principal's head. I rip it out and zombie blood goes everywhere except the chair. I dump the body off of the chair and carry it out of the school. "Oh Anthony is gonna love this!" I walk rolling the chair behind me like a garbage can, I slowly look around to find the comic book store, I plug in my earbuds again and listen to some tunes. I slowly get to the comic book store, I get into the base and I see Anthony.

When a full blown zombie apocalypse breaks out, Friends Anthony and Trevor have to fight monsters and zombies of all shapes and sizes. will they survive the apocalypse? or will they die trying?

H, E, 2002
I wake up in a hospital. 
"Oh good, you're awake," The doctor says. "I was just finishing up some tests."
I sit up. My arm hurts, and I'm surprised to see it still there.
The doctor notices. "I have no idea how your arm has healed. Your entire bone was shattered. I was expecting a major infection, as well as years of therapy to help, if it recovered at all. I was not expecting the fast recovery you somehow made. 
I flex my wrist. It still hurts, but again, there's a tingle that's more apparent than any pain. 
"You'll be free to leave in 24 hours, we just need to make sure you won't die."
He tosses me a remote control and leaves the room, letting me flip through the channels until I find something to watch.
As usual, I head straight to the news. What I see astounds me. Instead of "Local boy saves billionaire" or something of the like, the front headline is "Local high schooler still missing after fire." Curious, I turn up the volume. 
I came in right at the end, so I catch the last few words the anchor says. "If you see Jack, please call this number. A reward is being offered for any info leading to his finding."
I shut the TV off and lay back to comprehend this. Jack, my brother, my only  lifeline, is dead. Or missing. Unless he comes back, it's pretty much the same thing. I know, that's a pretty pessimistic thing to say, but it's true. 
The next day, I run home. I don't want a ride from Dad. I need to run. Running used to be my biggest pastime. It was my way of burning all my worries away. I don't remember why I stopped, but sometimes, I still take a run to clear my head. I really need to clear my head. 
The road from my house to the hospital is perfectly straight. I don't need to focus. It's perfect. 
I close my eyes and run. I run in a straight line. I go as fast as I can, then I go faster. The wind has never been this strong, and I love it. I absolutely love it. After a few minutes, I slow down to a stop. My house should just be across the street. 
However, instead of my house, I'm in the middle of a city. Definitely not Elasti-city. I know. Ha ha. Shut up. 
I'm in the middle of knowear. Sorry, the center of Knowear city. I know. Ha ha. Shut up. 
Some day, I want to head back in time and meet whoever thought it was a good idea to name cities like this, and slap them across the face. With a chair. Multiple times. Off topic again. 
As I was saying, I'm in the middle of knowear. I should be glad. This is the hometown of The Cameleon, my favourite super hero.
The problem, you see, is that Knowear city is an eight-hour drive from Elasti-city.
I just teleported. Or I ran faster than a car. Both have happened. Just not to me. Never to me. 
I pull out my phone, and call Dad. He picks up after the first ring.
"Hey, where are you?" He asks. "lunch is getting cold."
How do you tell your father that you just ran into another province? "Um, I'm not sure what happened, but I'm in Knowear city."
"What? could you repeat that?" I hear Dad sit down.
"I'm in knowear city."
"Um, okay. Stay on the line." I hear some shuffling, and a few minutes later, Dad's back on the phone. "Okay, I've checked it out with a friend of mine. You can head to his place to spend the night, and I'll come pick you up tomorrow. I'd pick you up tonight, but I have to work. Are you okay spending the night at a stranger's?"
"I'm fine with it Dad," I tell him. It's probably better that I don't head home yet. I don't want to think about Jack yet. 
Dad relays the directions and hangs up. He took that really well. 
I head over to the address Dad gave me and knock on the door. A guy about my age answers. 
"Hey dad, there's someone at the door!" He yells into the house. "We didn't order pizza did we?"
"I'm not the pizza delivery man," I tell him. "My name's Jacob. I'm supposed to stay the night here."
"Okay. I'm just going to slowly close the door. I don't know who you are, but we don't want any trouble." 
"Hey, no! He is who he says." A taller, older guy appears in the doorway. "Sorry about that. My son can be a little odd at times. Come on in." 
"I'm Matt Richards," He tells me. "You must be Jacob."
"Nope, I'm his identical twin who has kept himself hidden until this moment. When the time is right, I will strike and bring fire upon the world!!"
"Not before the Cameleon gets to you," I turn to see the guy who'd nearly kicked me out of the house. He holds out his hand. "I'm Sam."
"How did you get behind me?" I ask. "Are you The Cameleon? Can you turn invisible?"
He feigns surprise. "How did you know?" His voice is absolutely dripping with sarcasm. "All jokes aside, if you like The Cameleon, you'll love my room."
After lunch, we head up. Sam was definitely right. There are posters everywhere, each of them showing one of The Cameleon's victories.
"This is quite the obsession you have," I tell him. "You need another hobby."
"I have one," He says back. "This is just where the majority of my research is, so it looks like a lot."
I take a sweep of the room, and my eyes are drawn to his closet.
"Sweet collection!" I say. The thing is stuck full of comic books.
"I have every one that came out, except for the first one. I wasn't old enough to collect back then. I have triplicates of every comic, and at least two of each alternate cover."
"How do you have every book?" I ask. "They come out at random!" Each comic shows the better parts of its superhero's battles, meaning it's almost impossible to predict when they come out. 
He smiles. "I have my ways. Want to read a couple?"
"I can read them?" Most people are more covetous of super comics that even they don't read them.
"As I said, I have duplicates of almost every comic. You won't be able to see the signed ones, I keep those in a secure location. But these are all duplicates. Read them to your heart's content." He puts a stack in a wheely chair for me, then pushes it over. 
We spend the better part of the afternoon reading comics. 
Around five, Sam's little brother, Tim decides to come in and bug us until we go outside to play with him, so we put the comics back and head to the park. 
"Eventually, I'm going to find out who The Cameleon is," Sam tells me. "I know it. I'm close."
"Good luck with that," I say as I throw the frisbee just a little short of where Tim's standing.
Tim throws the disc to Sam. "Go long!" Sam tells me before throwing it. 
It quickly passes over my head. I want to catch it in the air, so I go faster. It's almost at the ground. I'm still a ways away. I push myself harder, and suddenly it's in my hand. 
I'm not sure what just happened. As I throw the frisbee back, I see Sam's face. He's just as confused as I am.



Everything after that just kind of happened. I got Sam and Mark out of the building, then proceeded to pass out. I woke up for a few seconds when I was being loaded onto the stretcher. My only thought was ‘This is definitely making the news. Talking Mushrooms’.

Jacob is a normal kid. Not the kind you'd expect to get superpowers. But, somehow, he does. After saving the life of his lifelong bully, he finds out he's fast. Faster than anyone anywhere.

He is quickly sucked into a world that is nothing like his own. No one is as they seem, and someone is out to kill his family.

Luckily, Luna was right. The old boss was slightly dissatisfied about Lanni involving the police. However, Lanni had retrieved and submitted more evidence aside from the recording. Since there was sufficient irrefutable proof, the man would be given the death penalty, so he didn't have much to complain about. 
Hence, he had Flynn send Xia Hanchen back to B City. 
The man and his daughters were so happy to reunite that they spent a whole week celebrating. 
Madam Jiang decided to remain silent about Lanni's alias. If everyone found out that it was a fake identity, she would handle the matter. If no one bothered about it, it would be the best outcome. 
A few weeks later, on 19th December,Xing Han was sentenced to death while all his accomplices—including Old Master Feng and Feng Ci—were sentenced to 20 years in prison. 
__
20th December. 
Lanni called Xiehan over to have a few drinks together. 
"I've gotten quite used to this apartment. I don't know whether or not I should go back home." She sighed, massaging a glass of red wine in her hand. 
"You can stay if you want to, you know." He ran his thumb against her cheek. "It's all up to you. You can occasionally pay aunty a visit or go home for dinner a few times every week, but stay here for the most part." 
"It's actually nice to be in my own apartment." She smiled. "But I can't help feeling that something is missing." 
Xiehan thought about it for a moment. "You had been acting as someone else for such a long time. Perhaps you're still finding it hard to revert back to your true self." 
She couldn't deny that, especially since for some reason, she had not dyed her hair back to black. She preferred the ashen blonde look even though she looked prettier with her original color. 
Xiehan could pretty much make a guess but to avoid making her feel pressured, he remained silent about it to let her figure it out on her own. 
When Lanni gave Li Yuming a call and told her about her decision to remain in her apartment, the latter had nothing against her decision and insisted on sending over a team of bodyguards. Since it was for her own safety, Lanni didn't reject them. She hung up the call after making some small talk with her mother for a while. 
"I feel like she's becoming easier to converse with lately." She said through a chuckle as she connected her phone to the charging cable. 
Xiehan raised an eyebrow at her. "Perhaps she's just starting to accept the fact that her baby is all grown up and can make her own decisions." 
Lanni slotted herself next to him with a laugh. "Now that you mention that. Why is it usually hard for mothers to accept that their daughters are growing up?" 
Xiehan scratched his chin when he recalled how his sister had been pampered even when she was an adult. If she made a mistake, their parents would say something about her being young and not knowing what she was doing. It had taken a rude awakening to make them know that they were responsible for ruining her life by indulging her too much. On the other hand, it had been different for him. He had been expected to be excellent, mature and flawless since he was a little boy. He had barely been allowed to be like other kids. Even the friends he hung out with had to be from families his parents considered 'good enough'. "It's different for sons, I guess." 
Lanni frowned. She knew about his childhood, so she was aware that if Xiehan's aunt didn't take him away, his parents might have just brought him up into a robot. "If I ever have a child, whether it's a son or a daughter, I'll let him enjoy his childhood. I mean, everyone wants his child to be the best, but we can't just force them to live the kind of life they don't want." 
He pulled her into his embrace with a smile. "You would make an excellent mother. Why don't we talk about making some?" 
"You hooligan! I didn't say I wanted kids!" She wriggled out of his embrace and fled to the kitchen. Discussing such a topic with a man was dangerous!" 
The man laughed at how scared she looked. Of course, he was just teasing her. 
_ 
Meanwhile. 
With Jiang Xingyu's help, Moonlight Studios had successfully entered the software industry. 
They had successfully hired several comic artists, most of whom were from Star Art International. Hence, the first application—XiaYu Comics—had been released. Within just a few days, the app had tens of thousands of downloads, thousands of positive reviews and from the looks of things, it wouldn't be long before they regained the funds they had used in creation and marketing and started earning profit. 
Luna cheerfully read through the statistics. "As expected, your comic is such a hit!" She chirped. 
They had used the first page and synopsis of Cheng Yu's comic to market the app and it drew in new users like a vortex! 
Cheng Yu was flattered. "Luna, you are exaggerating. The app is already so great that no matter what comic was used, it would still gain millions of new users." 
Luna had a pleased smile on her face as she took up her Ipad to continue reading the comic. It was not just because Cheng Yu was her friend that she was reading it. The comic, "Falling in love with a heartless devil", was so addictive that she could barely put her Ipad down. The concept of the story was original and the art was perfect. It was currently the most popular comic on the app with readers always bugging her for the next update. 
Talking of the next update, Cheng Yu yawned and stretched her limbs. "I'll go and take a nap now. When I wake up, I'll start drawing the next episode." 
"Go ahead." Luna smiled. Finally, they both had a source of income. It had jist happened at the right time since Cheng Yu's training period at Star Art International was drawing to a close. The girl would have more time to focus on her comics and the studio. 


"Little troubleshooter, we meet again. If you are still thinking of trying to get away, you better give up that silly idea." Ji Xiehan said, pinning her against the wall.

 Li Lanni pushed her fists against his chest. "Is this how you say ‘Hi’ to all your interviewers, Mr. Ji?" 

"There is no interviewer and certainly no interviewee." The man grinned devilishly. "There is only a husband and a wife. My darling, how are you going to compensate for all the emotional damage you caused me by slipping away?" 

"What?" Heavens... just what had she gotten herself into? 

…..

 Her life almost came to an end because of a tragic accident but instead, she lost her memory. Who would have thought that just when she was starting to get used to her new life, she would get trapped in a whirlwind engagement? 

Out of all kinds of injustice fate could do to her, why did her fiancé have to be that white-haired pervert?! 

"You better not fall in love with me!" she snarled at the man grinning before her. 

Ji Xiehan's smile deepened. "Are you... kidding me? Why would I fall in love with you?" 

Li Lanni: "You better mark your words." 

The man grinned and helplessly shook his head, how could he fall in love with the woman he was already in love with? Taking up the challenge to crawl into her heart, Ji Xiehan promised himself to always treat her well and love her. 

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