A certain boy wakes up to find himself in a cultivation world,with no cheats whatsover. The only advantage he has is.... everyone is lacking QI.

 (There's another novel in this site with the exact same content, but because i forgot my email, i can't enter it so i am reposting it in another account)

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A poor and Innocent boy gets a lucky chance as he changes his poor life and makes his own destiny.
Trampling over rich young masters
Beating evil
Conquering Beauty
He will defy the common sense

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*ding* 

*Would you like to receive the skills now?*

"Yes please."

A multitude of *dings* resonate through my head. I call up my status, I'll Appraise the skills in a bit. 

"Status, and display skill rarities"

Damian Rivera 
Title: Universe Alpha's Protector 
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Lvl: 67 (awaiting stat distribution)
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Hp: 350/350
Mp: 660/660
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Status: Healthy
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Stats:
Strength: 35
Agility: 61
Charm: 12
Wisdom: 3,005
Intelligence: 66
Luck: 31
Adaptability: 25
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Stat points: 134
Desire points: 257
Skill points: 22
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Skills:
Appraise (Epic)
Mythril claws (Epic)
Hand to Hand combat mastery (Master)
Unnatural reflexes (Epic)
Firearm mastery (Master)
Refill (Rare)
Gluttony (Legendary)
Common sense (Common)
Sixth sense (Uncommon)
Wise (Rare)
Mana Regeneration (Rare) 
Mana Burst (Epic)
Premonition (Legendary)
Battle sense (Legendary)
Dual processing (Legendary)
English language (Common)
Latin language (Uncommon)
Pink muscles (Common)
4 leaf clover (Common)
Heat adaption (Common)
Fast hands (Common)
Flexible (Uncommon)
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Traits: 
Old soul 
Beastly
Proliferate 
Serendipitous
Gunsmith
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Items:
None
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Packs:
None
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Extras:
Desire V.2
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Achievements:
Stylish kill (Goblin)
Goblin slayer 
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"Jesus Christ! That's a lot of skills!!"

"Indeed it is Damian."

"I'll start off with common sen-"

"Oh and Damian? You can Appraise things without saying it out loud."

The interruption of thought startles me.

"Oh? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"It was a problem that had to do with my version. I could answer questions you asked me, but I couldn't tell you anything of my own volition. Which is why I could tell you about the checkpoint skills."

"Checkpoint skills? I'm guessing those are the skills I clicked the star to get?" 

"Quite. Now get on with appraising."

{Appraise Common sense}

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Skill- Common sense: (Common)(Passive)
Common sense ain't so common now-a-day's is it? Well not for you! You think logically, moreso than your Brutish counterparts. Grants logical thought. 
Skill lvl: 1/10
On/off -currently off
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{Hmm. Useful. Hopefully those rather frequent blonde moments will stop happening} 

{Appraise Sixth sense}

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Skill- Sixth sense: (Uncommon)(Passive)
Grants the ability to see spirits and elementals easier.
Skill lvl: 1/25
On/off -currently off
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"Hey Desire, what are elementals?"

"Elementals are spirts of certain elements. You may think of them as the physical and literal embodiment of a certain element. There exist elements of Light, Dark, Fire, Water, and so on."

"Oh okay!"

I ponder for a moment. I wonder to myself. Will I get an elemental? Are they pets? Or rather companions? But alas, those are questions for another day. 

{Appraise Wise}

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Skill- Wise: (Rare) (Passive)
When in need of assistance, every once in a while, determined by skill lvl, the voice of the universe will provide you with advice on your certain situation. 
Skill lvl: 1/100
On/off -currently off
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{I assume the voice of the universe is the voice that told us of our predicament back on earth. This is useful, the universe probably knows quite a bit. Mana regeneration is obvious though, no need to appraise it. Appraise mana burst.}

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Skill- Mana burst: (Epic) (Active)
You burn your mana at an increased rate to empower your body. Increases physical stats by 15%. Can cause physical backlash if used for prolonged periods.
Cost: 50 mana per second
Skill lvl: 1/25
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{Useful. I wonder what it means by physical backlash though. Will my bones break? Or will my body just be really sore? I'll have to check that out. Appraise Premonition.}

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Skill- Premonition: (Legendary)(Passive)
During battle, or directly before, you see things before they happen. Useful in ambush scenarios. The frequency of Premonitions is influenced by skill level.
Skill lvl: 1/100
On/off -currently off 
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{Woah. So I like, have a Spidey sense now? That's legit. Appraise Battle sense.}

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Skill- Battle Instinct: (Legendary)(Passive)
You are a god of battle. When going into a fight, the best thing to do is presented before you, like an instinct. Effectiveness of instinct influenced by skill level. 
Skill lvl: 1/25
On/off -currently off
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{Most of these seem geared towards fighting, that's great! And this skill should help me out quite a bit. Appraise dual processing.}

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Skill- Dual processing: (Legendary)(Passive)
Years of wise thinking have changed your brain. Thinking speeds increased by 200% It is now possible to designate certain parts of your brain to certain tasks. Thinking speeds scale with skill level.
Skill lvl: 1/25
On/off - currently off
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"I lack the energy to even be surprised anymore, Jesus. This is a super overpowered skill, I guess that's why it's legendary though."

"Appraise English language"

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Skill- English language: (Common)(Passive) 
Knowledge of the English language of Earth. Knowledge scales with skill level. 
Skill lvl: 39/50
On/off -currently off 
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"I wonder why it's off."
 
I turn it on. A flush of information enters my head.

"Woah."

Every word I've every learned and forgotten is suddenly in my head. I know a lot about the English language. I might even be able to teach it in school. I fall to the ground. My head is killing me. I quickly turn the skill off. 

"Damn, that was weird. Desire what was that?"

"It was the influx of information. It overloaded your brain for a second. When you activate the Dual processing skill, that will solve the problem."

"Oh okay." 

I decide to leave that until I finish appraising my new skills. I skip latin because that's almost the same as English. I also don't know any Latin so there's no point in appraising it. 

{Appraise pink muscles}

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Skill- pink muscles: (Common)(Passive)
The muscles in your body have changed. They are a hybrid of two types of muscles, white and red. They have high strength, agility, and endurance. Allows user to more effectively, and fully control his/her strength. 
Skill lvl: 1/1
On/off -currently off (one time activation, cannot be reversed) 
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"Oh. Desire, will it hurt when I activate this?"

"Yes it will. It'll hurt a little bit . It will be replacing all of your muscles with more efficient versions of them."

"Damn. It's sad I don't have a pain resistance skills."

"Indeed."

"Appraise 4 leaf clover"

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Skill- 4 leaf clover: (Common)(Active)
Increased chances of finding herbs and medicinal plants when in need of them. Useful to alchemists. 
Cost: 0.5 mana per second
Skill lvl: 1/15
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"That's not really that useful. I don't plan on becoming an alchemist, but better to have more than less I suppose."

{Heat adaption and fast hands are pretty self explanatory. I'll Appraise flexible.}

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Skill- Flexible: (Uncommon)(Flexible)
You move like a gymnast. Allows more complex midair movements and all around flexibility. 
Skill lvl: 1/10
On/off -currently off
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"That's useful too. To be honest, most of these skills are great. It sucks I only unlocked them now."

I decide to distribute my stat points now.

"Status"

Damian Rivera                              *
Title: Universe Alpha's Protector 
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Lvl: 67 
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Hp: 750/750
Mp: 660/660
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Status: Healthy
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Stats:
Strength: 35 —> 75
Agility: 61 —> 75
Charm: 12 —> 57
Wisdom: 3,005
Intelligence: 66
Luck: 31 —>181
Adaptability: 25 —> 50
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Stat points: 134 —> 0
Desire points: 257
Skill points: 22
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Skills:
Appraise (Epic)
Mythril claws (Epic)
Hand to Hand combat mastery (Master)
Unnatural reflexes (Epic)
Firearm mastery (Master)
Refill (Rare)
Gluttony (Legendary)
Common sense (Common)
Sixth sense (Uncommon)
Wise (Rare)
Mana Regeneration (Rare) 
Mana Burst (Epic)
Premonition (Legendary)
Battle sense (Legendary)
Dual processing (Legendary)
English language (Common)
Latin language (Uncommon)
Pink muscles (Common)
4 leaf clover (Common)
Heat adaption (Common)
Fast hands (Common)
Flexible (Uncommon)
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Traits: 
Old soul 
Beastly
Proliferate 
Serendipitous 
Gunsmith
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Items:
None
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Packs:
None
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Extras:
Desire V.2
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Achievements:
Stylish kill (Goblin)
Goblin slayer 
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"Okay there." 

"You should distribute the skill points damian."

"I know, what would you recommend? I think I'm going to max out common sense first."

"I would agree with that, it will help you out quite a bit."

"I was also thinking of splitting the rest of the points between gluttony and dual processing. What do you think?"

"I believe that would be efficient."

"Okay. I'll do that."

I then proceed to put 9 points into common sense, 7 in gluttony, and 6 into dual processing.

"Okay. Desire, When I turn all of these on, Will it hurt?"

"I believe the pink muscles will hurt, the others will just be disorienting for a moment or two."

"Okay, I'll turn that one on after the others."

"Turn on all passives except for pink muscles."

Everything goes black for a moment. When I focus my sight back in, everything seems different. I can look around and see all of the gaps in the trees and how monsters could be hiding in them. I think back to my fights and I can see how I could've done each of them more efficiently. I'm also, thinking faster? Everything seems so, different. Hard to explain almost. I can pick out things in the air quicker. I notice things faster. Whether it be the small caterpillar on the tree crawling into a hole 20 meters ahead of me. Or the bird that seems to be watching me from the sky behind me. I feel smarter too. 

"Hmm. This is strange. Fun though."

"Do you feel any different Damian?"

"Yes I do. I feel better. Like not better as in a sick way, but in a, I could probably fight me from twenty minutes ago and win by a long shot better."

"That's good. Efficiency is always better."

"Okay turn on pink muscles."

I immediately regret my words. My entire body is on fire. 

"AGHHHHHHH"

I can feel all of the muscles in my body reforming, changing themselves. After a minute or so of agonizing pain, it stops.

I lie on the ground. 

"Damn it. That fuckin hurt."

I get up to check out my body. And from what I can see, I'm a fuckin god. I'm sculpted. I was skinny before, kind of scrawny actually, but now I'm lean, and muscled.

"Desire. That hurt a lot more than you let on."

"You would've put it off longer if I had told you the full truth. But it's done now, you'll be alright."

I laugh. Desire's right, I totally would have. 

"Should I accept the new skills as well?"

"As of right now I'd wait. I feel 4 presences coming from the northwest. About 350 meters away as of right now."

"Okay."

I smile. I can feel the excitement pour through me. I haven't fought for a bit and I know I'm stronger than before. I don't have my guns, but I do have my nails. I know I can take whatever it is. I wait for them to get to me. 
I stand up.

"This'll be fun."

Damian is a 16 year old young man. He lives his life day by day, just like all teens his age. That is, until the sky falls out, literally. After a couple hours in this strange new place he used to call home, a strange sound resounds in his head. 

*ding* 
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*system initializing*
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“Hello host, my name is desire! How may I help you today?”
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“What the hell???!!”
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"APLUS, cậu nên đối xử thân thiết với bọn họ một chút, như vậy biết đâu mọi chuyện sẽ dễ xử lý hơn rất nhiều." 
Aiur tiễn bọn họ xuống dưới tầng xong khi trở về liền than phiền.
Tay bắt mặt mừng nhiều một chút, nói chuyện thân thiết hơn một chút, kiểu như anh em một nhà vậy sao? Tống Á không muốn làm như vậy lắm, Common Sense không phải là kẻ đầu đường xó chợ, vừa rồi hai người chào hỏi đều chỉ bắt tay.
"Ký hợp đồng bảy trăm nghìn có lẽ vẫn hơi thấp." Dyle cũng nói.
"Cứ vậy đi, tôi mua đài phát thanh Big A cũng chỉ tốn năm trăm nghìn."
Nhân lúc rảnh rỗi mấy hôm nay, Tống Á bắt đầu đăng tuyển hơn mười nhân viên nữa và tiến hành phỏng vấn tuyển chọn, Chicago là nơi khởi nguồn của dòng nhạc HOUSE, cho nên Công ty A+ Audio rất thuận tiện trong việc chiêu mộ nhân tài, còn có kỹ thuật của DTS hỗ trợ vì thế rất nhanh chóng tuyển đủ số người mong muốn. Yeremov của bộ phận tuyên truyền phát hành kéo về hai nhân viên cũ từ Columbia Pictures, ngoại trừ tài vụ, những chức danh khác đều là văn thư và bảo vệ có yêu cầu kỹ thuật thấp. Về nhân viên văn thư, Tống Á nhận những cô gái gốc Phi và Hoa có học thức tốt, giúp công ty không đến mức có vẻ "trắng" quá. 
Như vậy cộng thêm mười người ban đầu, danh sách nhân viên của Tống Á sắp đạt ba mươi người, nếu như không tính Công ty A+ Pedal.
"Tiền lương và phúc lợi của Công ty A+ Records, A+ Audio cùng với Công ty Bản quyền và Quản lý Tài sản A+ chi hết hơn hai triệu mỗi năm, chưa kể tiền lương cho nhân viên tổ chức từ thiện dưới danh nghĩa dì Tô Thiến. Bởi vì hầu hết các khoản đóng góp khác nhau của cậu đều do tổ chức này chi ra, cùng với tiền tiêu vặt của dì Tô Thiến và Connie, nên hàng năm tổ chức từ thiện cũng phải xài hết khoảng hơn một triệu. Đây là chi phí trong trường hợp ca sĩ duy nhất của Công ty A+ Records là Fergie đã bắt đầu kiếm được tiền. Cộng thêm chi phí tuyên truyền phát hành, cùng với tiền trả cho văn phòng luật Goodman và Hamlin, Lockhart và Gardner, Công ty PwC, Công ty Quản lý William Morris, và văn phòng kế toán của Tống A Sinh..."
Kế toán viên Tống A Sinh và PwC đang cùng đến đây để kiểm toán, "Chi phí sửa chữa tầng lầu này và mua sắm thiết bị cao cấp cho phòng thu âm lớn đã tốn hết gần bốn triệu, hơn nữa mùa thuế tháng Tư lại sắp đến." 
"Tôi biết rồi."
Tống Á đối soát kĩ từng khoản với họ, "Đã tìm xong trợ lý và vệ sĩ bên Fergie chưa?"
"Chị của Fergie giới thiệu một cô gái từ California đến đây, từng làm ở Hollywood, Jimmy cũng đồng ý để cho cô ấy làm trợ lý của Fergie, bảo vệ kiêm tài xế ô tô cũng đã có, đây là hoá đơn." Tống A Sinh đưa một số tài liệu đến trước mặt Tống Á, "Đều là khoản chi của Công ty A+ Records."
"Ừm, hãy khấu hao những thiết bị cao cấp của phòng thu âm lớn này, như vậy mùa thuế sang năm có thể ứng phó dễ dàng hơn một chút."
Tống Á áp dụng kinh nghiệm học được từ đài BET.
"Được." Kế toán PwC gật đầu bằng lòng, "Hai trăm năm mươi nghìn tiền vốn khởi động của tạp chí Musical America chẳng mấy chốc sẽ tiêu sạch, chi phí sau này cậu định giải quyết như thế nào?"
"Ôi, nhanh thế..."
Tống Á cảm thán, "Năm nay nếu như doanh thu album đầu tiên của tôi không được kết toán, vốn lưu động có thể duy trì tiếp không?"
"Tiền bản quyền của cậu, doanh thu về sau của A+ Records, còn có tầng lầu này đều là những vật thế chấp rất tốt, lúc đầu chúng tôi cũng định tiến hành tăng khoản vay thích hợp lên, tối ưu việc phân bổ." Kế toán PwC nói.
"Vậy thì làm như vậy đi, không thể ngừng cung cấp chi phí về sau cho tạp chí được, bây giờ tôi đang sở hữu nó mà." Hiện tại trong tay Tống Á còn có năm triệu của Công ty Bản quyền và Quản lý Tài sản A+ cộng thêm hai triệu quảng cáo MD, tổng cộng bảy triệu tiền mặt có thể tùy ý phân chia, trong tay hắn còn có năm triệu cổ phiếu vừa tăng giá sau khi Tổng thống công bố Thông Điệp Liên bang. 
Hắn lại cho gọi cho Samuel trò chuyện, trong lời nói của đối phương tới lui cũng chỉ có một từ: Album đầu tiên.
Quả thực, cùng với sự nổi tiếng từ khi "Empire State of Mind" nhận được giải thưởng Grammy, hiện tại album đầu tiên của Tống Á chẳng những bị những người kiếm tiền từ chỗ hắn chú ý, mà toàn bộ giới âm nhạc nước Mỹ đều đang chờ mong. Từ tin tức bên phía Sony Columbia Records truyền đến thì doanh số "Empire State of Mind" toàn cầu đã tăng vọt trên diện rộng, đặc biệt là khu vực các nước nói tiếng Anh, thậm chí có thể trở lại vị trí đầu bảng của bảng xếp hạng đĩa đơn Billboard tuần tiếp theo. Doanh số "I Hate You, I Love You" đã tăng cùng với sự nổi lên của chuyện tình tay ba giữa hắn và Fergie, Milla, các đĩa đơn khác của hắn, thậm chí "Thrift Shop" cũng được thơm lây.
Giải quyết xong các vấn đề nhân sự và tài chính, tháng Ba cũng đã đến.
"Mimi, ngày mai anh đến New York." Hắn gọi cho Mariah Carey.
"Ừm, chờ anh."
"Em sắp xếp xong xuôi chưa?"
"Ghét quá, em đang nghĩ cách."
"Hi hi, đến lúc đó..."
Đang trêu đùa cùng cô thì Dyle đến gõ cửa, Tống Á cúp điện thoại, "Chuyện gì?"
"Người quản lý của Common Sense đến rồi."
Tống Á theo Dyle đi ra ngoài gặp người quản lý của Common Sense, hình như là người bạn luật sư da đen của mẹ cậu ta, người này cơ bản không quan tâm lợi ích kinh tế mà chỉ hỗ trợ đơn thuần.
"Common Sense vẫn còn thắc mắc đối với hợp đồng." 
Sau khi nói chuyện sơ bộ, đối phương mới nói giá mong muốn, ngoài việc tiền ký hợp đồng phải là một triệu, còn đề cập đến chuyện phân chia quyền lợi nhà sản xuất.
"Này, tôi đã nói sẽ không thảo luận chuyện này nữa." Tống Á có chút mất kiên nhẫn, "Tôi đây là công ty nhỏ, nếu như tôi ký hợp đồng với cậu ta, có nghĩa là trước lúc cậu ta ra album, tôi vẫn phải duy trì đầu tư liên tục không ngừng, sau đó thì sao? Album có thể kiếm được bao nhiêu tiền? Chuyện này giống như đánh bạc, tuy cậu ta dùng album đầu chứng minh được bản thân, nhưng những ca sĩ tụt dốc sau album đầu cũng rất nhiều, tôi bằng lòng ký hợp đồng đã chứng minh tôi rất xem trọng cậu ta rồi, cậu ta đừng nghĩ sẽ lấy được ở tôi những thứ mà các công ty khác không bao giờ bằng lòng bỏ ra."
"APLUS danh tiếng lại nói ra lời như vậy thì có chút kỳ quặc."
Người quản lý Common Sense cười nói, "Người ngoài đều biết, thậm chí cậu chưa phát hành album đầu tiên, nhưng đã có được các điều kiện vượt ngoài quy tắc của ngành đĩa nhạc từ Sony Columbia Records." 
"Đó là người bên ngoài không biết tôi đã bỏ ra bao nhiêu tiền tài và nỗ lực vào đó, chịu mạo hiểm rủi ro thế nào." Tống Á chỉ vào đối phương, "Nếu như Common Sense cho là cậu ta có thể giống như tôi, vậy cậu ta hãy tự mình mở công ty đĩa nhạc đi."
Người quản lý Common Sense cười, đứng lên, "Được rồi, tôi sẽ chuyển lời của cậu lại..."
"Đừng kéo dài nữa, ngày mai tôi phải đi New York giúp Mariah Carey tập luyện rồi."
Tống Á ngắt lời đối phương, "Trước mười hai giờ ngày hôm nay, chúng ta phải giải quyết xong chuyện ký hợp đồng hay không, được chứ?" 
Đối phương nhìn đồng hồ, "Được rồi."
Hai người bắt tay, "Tiền ký hợp đồng có thể tăng lên một triệu, đây là giá cuối tôi đưa ra."
"Này, Dion Wilson lát nữa sẽ tới, còn có lão Joe." Tiễn người quản lý của Common Sense đi, Aiur đến báo cáo.
"Người này lại đi cửa sau chỗ lão Joe? Xem ra lanh trí hơn Common Sense nhiều."
Tống Á đi ra ngoài tiếp đón lão Joe, " 'Saa Magni' thu âm thế nào rồi? Lão Joe."
"Cũng gần xong rồi, đại khái cuối tháng Ba sẽ ra đĩa đơn, tháng Tư ra album." Lão Joe đang bá cổ Dion Wilson một cách thân thiết, "Nghe nói các cậu muốn ký với cậu ta? Ký đi thôi! Còn do dự gì nữa? Dion là một chàng trai tốt. DJ, sản xuất, soạn nhạc, hòa âm đều rất chuyên nghiệp."
"Tôi biết, tôi không có ý kiến gì với Dion, hi, Dion." Tống Á và Dion Wilson đấm tay với nhau, "Chỉ vì Common Sense yêu sách hơi nhiều nên vẫn chưa xong thôi."
"Tôi sẽ khuyên cậu ta, tôi rất thích phòng thu âm Biển Sâu của cậu." Dion Wilson nói. 
Đó là điều đương nhiên, Tống Á dựa theo "Lồng sắt" của Sony Columbia Records, "Ngôi nhà trên cây" của LAFACE thiết kế "Biển sâu", mặc dù vẫn có nhiều khía cạnh chưa đầy đủ, nhưng ưu thế nằm ở chỗ thiết bị mới, còn trang bị cả công nghệ ghi âm âm thanh vòm của DTS, sau khi xây xong chắc chắn sẽ được coi là phòng thu âm cao cấp trong giới âm nhạc ở Chicago. 
"Vậy anh phải nhanh lên thôi, tôi vừa nói với người quản lý của cậu ta hạn chót là mười hai giờ đêm."
Tống Á kể cho Dion nghe sự khác biệt trong quan điểm giữa hai bên, "Không có công ty đĩa nhạc nào ký hợp đồng với ca sĩ mà bằng lòng chia sẻ quyền lợi của nhà sản xuất cho ca sĩ cả, có rất nhiều khía cạnh trong việc này dính líu tới tiền, phần trăm doanh thu mà nhà sản xuất nhận được sẽ kéo dài rất lâu. Tôi tốn nhiều tiền như vậy để mở công ty đĩa nhạc không phải là vì tìm người đồng sáng lập."
"Tôi biết, điện thoại bàn chỗ này đặt đâu ấy nhỉ." Dion Wilson hỏi.
"Taraji, đưa anh ấy đi."
Tống Á để anh ta đi gọi điện thoại, và hàn huyên với lão Joe, "Gần đây ở phía Nam Chicago có tin mới gì không?"
"Còn có thể có tin mới gì ngoài băng đảng đấu đá qua lại vì địa bàn..." 
Lão Joe nhún vai, "Cậu biết không? Những băng đảng da trắng do lực lượng mỏng manh thậm chí bắt đầu thuê những người nhập cư bất hợp pháp làm lính đánh thuê… Nam Chicago sắp đại chiến thế giới rồi."
"Vậy sao?"
Tống Á không hỏi sâu hơn, trước đó hắn đã nghe Tống A Sinh nói qua, chuyện này thậm chí có liên quan đến dân di cư từ Trung Quốc đại lục mới đến, hắn không muốn liên quan đến các băng đảng của những người nhập cư cũ.
"Đã xong, APLUS, Common Sense và người quản lý của cậu ta lập tức tới ngay."
Đầu tháng Ba, A+ Records ký hợp đồng với Common Sense, phí ký hợp đồng là một triệu, năm năm hai album cộng một, Dion Wilson được mời làm quản lý bộ phận sản xuất của A+ Records, các chi tiết khác trong hợp đồng về cơ bản được ký theo tiêu chuẩn ngành. 
"Dion, ngoại trừ Common Sense, hãy giúp Fergie lên kế hoạch về album đầu tiên của cô ấy."
Cuộc chiêu binh mãi mã kết thúc, hôm sau Tống Á liền khởi hành bay tới New York.


Một chàng trai người Trung Quốc trong lúc mơ hồ không rõ nguyên nhân đã xuyên không vào thân thể của cậu bé Alexandre Tống, một cậu trai mười lăm tuổi, mồ côi, sống nhờ nhà dì tại Chicago.
Hoàn cảnh của thân thể mà Tống Á xuyên không cực kỳ bi thảm. Đầu tiên chính là nghèo đói, gia đình của dì hắn chủ yếu sống nhờ vào món tiền trợ cấp vốn dĩ vô cùng ít ỏi.
Câu chuyện về những kẻ khi xuyên không không cần lo về vấn đề tài chính lại không hề xảy ra với hắn. Hiện tại, trong túi quần của hắn chỉ có ba đồng hai lăm xu, chỉ dám dùng để chuẩn bị cho tình huống khẩn cấp thì lấy ra gọi điện thoại công cộng.
Nơi gia đình hắn ở là phía Nam thành phố Chicago, mảnh đất của sự nghèo khó, súng ống, thuốc phiện, bang phái, báo thù chém giết lẫn nhau.
Tống Á cứ tưởng rằng hắn sẽ lớn lên trong những ngày tháng thiếu thốn đầy nguy hiểm như thế. Nhưng rồi đến một ngày hắn bỗng nhận được “thiên khải”. 
Bằng sự không ngoan, hắn đã sử dụng “thiên khải” để giúp mình trở nên nổi tiếng, đưa cả gia đình ra khỏi khu vực miền Nam Chicago và vươn lên, chiếm lĩnh toàn bộ thị trường âm nhạc nước Mỹ.


Orion keluar dari perpustakaan lalu berbalik menatap bangunan yang tinggi itu sekali lagi.

'Masih ada, 9 lantai lagi yang bisa aku akses. Bersiaplah' Orion kemudian berjalan menuju kelas nya.

Orion sampai di kelas nya lalu duduk di tempatnya, Kiara dan Kiana sedang berbicara dengan Ellina dan yang lainnya di tempat Ellina. Orion menutup mata nya.

'[Great sage], segera tampilkan skill-skill yang aku dapat dari senior-Rok'

[Mendapatkan 5 Common skill dan 1 Extra skill]'

'[Menampilkan skill-skill yang di dapat kan]'

[Overheat]: Membuat pengguna meningkat suhu tubuh hingga titik tinggi yang bisa di capai tubuh.
Tingkat: -

[Fire spin]: Membuat kobaran api yang mengelilingi musuh.
Tingkat: -

[Ember]: Mengeluarkan bola api kecil dari mulut dan dapat di balut ke berbagai peralatan
Tingkat: 1 (0/100)

[Smoke]: Menciptakan asap yang dapat di padatkan atau langsung digunakan, akan hilang dengan durasi atau sihir yang kuat.
Tingkat: -

[Zoom]: Memungkinkan pengguna untuk memperbesar pandangan mata agar bisa melihat hal kecil lebih jelas.
Tingkat: - 

[Great fire]: Menciptakan bola api raksasa yang menyebabkan ledakan besar ketika mengenai musuh.
Tingkat: 1 (0/500)

'Baiklah, ini cukup baik. Pelajar-' Orion terdiam sesaat.

'[Great sage], apa yang terjadi jika aku mempelajari skill-skill ini?'

'[Anda dapat menggunakan skill-skill itu jika anda mempelajari nya]'

'Iya aku tahu itu, namun apa efeknya kepada senior-Rok? apa skill-skill ini akan hilang dari nya?'

'[Tidak, skill-skill itu masih dapat di gunakan oleh individu bernama Rok karena efek dari gelar <Conqueror> adalah memiliki yang bermaksud anda dapat menggunakan skill yang sama bukan mengambilnya]'

'Hiuf, syukurlah. Baiklah, [Great sage] pelajari semuanya kecuali [Smoke]. sangat tidak berguna'

'[Baik, selamat mendapatkan Common skill: [Overheat], [Fire spin], [Ember], [Zoom] dan Extra skill: [Great fire]]'

Orion membuka matanya, keadaan di kelasnya masih sama. Para murid masih bermain-main dan berbincang satu sama lain, Orion berdiri lalu berjalan keluar.

'Saatnya bereksperimen'

Orion sampai di lapangan akademi, disana terdapat cukup banyak murid yang saling berlatih satu sama lain. Orion mencari sebuah pohon yang tidak ada orang di sekitar lalu duduk dan bersandar kemudian menutup mata nya.

'[Apakah anda ingin menggunakan Unique skill [Fusi]?]'

'Gunakan'

'[Menggunakan Unique skill [Fusi]]'

'Gabungkan Common skill: [Overheat], [Fire spin] dan [Ember]'

'[Common skill: [Overheat], [Fire spin] dan [Ember] digabungkan]'
'[Selamat mendapatkan Common skill: [Vortex fire]'

[Vortex fire]: Menciptakan pusaran api yang melaju lurus ke arah lawan
Tingkat: 1 (0/300)

'[Pelajari?]'

Orion membuka matanya kembali, dia melihat ke arah murid-murid akademi yang sedang berlatih tanding di lapangan. Mereka mengeluarkan semua kemampuan terbaik mereka, Orion berpikir sejenak.

'Pelajari' 

'[Selamat mendapatkan Common skill: [Vortex fire]]'

'[Great sage], apa System bisa menunjukkan berapa tingkat keberhasilan seseorang jika akan menguasai suatu skill?'

Orion memikirkan bagaimana jika skill-skill miliknya mirip dengan seseorang, bukankah itu terlihat tidak baik jadi dia memutuskan untuk mencari dan mendapatkan skill yang hanya sedikit kemungkinan seseorang bisa mempelajari nya.

'[Kemungkinan itu bisa dilakukan karena dengan System yang sudah meningkat]'

'Baiklah, lain kali jika aku mendapatkan skill tampilkan sekalian dengan tingkat keberhasilan untuk mempelajari bagi orang pada umumnya'

'[Baik, dimengerti. Perintah akan di laksanakan jika mendapatkan skill]'

Orion berdiri lalu berjalan sedikit untuk menjauh dari pohon itu lalu memutar tubuhnya untuk menemukan tempat yang tidak ada orang di sekitar, Orion merentangkan tangan kanan nya ke kiri lalu dengan cepat menyapu nya ke kanan.

Sebuah pusaran api berukuran sedang keluar dari kehampaan lalu melesat maju sejauh 10 meter kemudian lenyap secara perlahan. Orion memperhatikan jejak pusaran api itu lalu sebuah senyum melengkung di wajahnya.

'Ini lumayan keren' Orion kembali duduk di pohon sebelum nya.

'Eksperimen kita belum berakhir, selanjutnya'

'Gabungkan Ekstra skill: [Fireball] dan [Great fire]'

'[Extra skill: [Fireball] dan [Great fire] digabungkan'
'[Selamat mendapatkan Extra skill: [Ignite]'

[Ignite]: Menciptakan bola api gigantik yang mampu meledak dari kehampaan, dapat di pusatkan kekuatan nya ukurannya menjadi kecil, semakin kecil semakin memberikan dampak yang lebih kuat.
Tingkat: 1 (0/1500)

Orion sangat girang membaca penjelasan skill baru nya, dia ingin mencoba skill baru nya itu namun dia tidak ingin seseorang mengetahui salah satu skill kuat miliknya.

"Sebaiknya aku mencoba nya lain kali, untuk sekarang aku akan mencoba skill-skill yang aku dapatkan dari perpustakaan" Orion kembali berdiri namun hanya tegak diam disana.

'[Apakah anda ingin menggunakan Common skill: [Thermal sense]?'
'Gunakan'

Dalam seketika penglihatan Orion berubah, sekarang semua yang di lihat nya menjadi berwarna hijau dan biru. Orion cukup kagum dengan ini lalu melihat ke arah murid-murid akademi di sekitar nya. Mereka semua berwarna merah, Orion yang melihat ini merasa familiar dengan nya.

'Mirip dengan kacamata dan kamera pada dunia ku, dimana untuk makhluk hidup diberi warna merah yang berarti semakin panas suhu nya maka akan semakin terang warna merah nya'

Orion menyudahi menggunakan skill [Thermal sense] nya kemudian menutup matanya lalu menggunakan [Magic sense]. Orion membuka matanya, dia terpukau dengan apa yang di lihat nya.

Pada pandangan Orion saat ini seluruh warna tercampur padu dengan indah, setiap warna itu mewakili elemen-elemen sihir di dunia. Orion melihat kembali ke arah murid-murid akademi yang sedang berlatih.

Ketika mereka mengunakan sihir, maka warna-warna disekitar nya menipis karena mereka menggunakan mana di sekitar sebagai pembantu serangan mereka.

'Jadi begini mekanisme sihir yang menggunakan mana di sekitar'

'Tapi jika keberadaan mana nya tipis bukankah kekuatan nya juga akan mengecil dan membutuhkan beberapa waktu untuk menggunakan sihir kembali karena mana disekitar nya tidak mencukupi jadi mereka juga memiliki cooldown'  

'Tapi mana disini cukup banyak sehingga kekuatan yang dihasilkan standar dan juga jeda waktu mereka standar'

Orion menyudahi menggunakan [Magic sense], Orion ingin menggunakan [Sound wave] namun [Great sage] memberikan sebuah saran yang menurutnya berguna.

'[Menyarankan agar Common skill: [Sound wave] di kombinasi kan dengan System]'

'Kurasa itu jauh lebih berguna dari pada aku menggunakan nya dan karena di sarankan oleh mu maka aku tidak perlu khawatir, lakukan'

'[Menggabungkan [Sound wave] dengan System]'
'[Penggabungan selesai]'

'[Dengan [Sound wave] maka gelombang suara yang mengandung arti dapat di rubah menjadi kalimat yang dapat dipahami, singkatnya anda dapat memahami berbagai bahasa dan dapat berbicara berbagai bahasa]'

'Jadi begitu, syukurlah. Dengan ini aku tidak akan kerepotan jika bertemu dengan orang asing'

'Selanjutnya gabungkan [Thermal sense], [Naluri], [Zoom] dan [Magic sense] karena mereka bertiga adalah skill yang menggunakan indra ku'

'[Menggabungkan Common skill: [Thermal sense], [Naluri], [Zoom] dan [Magic sense]]'
'[Penggabungan selesai]'
'[Mendapatkan Extra skill: [Senses]'

[Senses]: Dapat merasakan energi sihir dalam jangkauan yang luas tanpa melihatnya, dengan skill ini seseorang dapat melihat 360 derajat disekitar tanpa titik buta.
Tingkat: - 

'Ini sangat berguna jika ku baca penjelasan nya' Orion membuka matanya, dia terdiam.

Seluruh perspektif nya meningkat dengan pesat, Orion merasa bisa melihat segala hal disekitar nya dan dia bisa merasakan kepekaan nya terhadap sihir sangat sensitif. Orion merasa seluruh indra miliknya meningkat dengan drastis.

'Pendengaran ku dan penglihatan ku lebih tajam bahkan aku bisa merasakan mana yang menyentuh kulitku' Orion bisa merasakan segala yang berada disekitar nya.

Orion berjalan menuju ke arah murid-murid akademi yang sedang berlatih tanding, dia menawarkan untuk berlatih bersama dan mereka menerima dengan senang hati. Orion akan melawan seorang murid kelas puncak.

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Nama: ???
Rank: A-
Kekuatan: 106.700
Keadaan: Normal

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"Mohon bantuan nya senior!!!" Orion membungkuk lalu mengeluarkan pedang nya dari penyimpanan, dia sekalian mengeluarkan skill [Pemaksaan] agar lawan nya lebih serius.

"Baik" dia menjawab singkat lalu mengeluarkan pedang nya.

'Entah kenapa rasanya aku sangat ingin menghajar anak ini?'

.....

Pertandingan selesai dengan Orion sebagai pemenang nya, Orion tidak mendapatkan notifikasi dari System bahwa di mengalahkan murid barusan dan dia bertanya kepada [Great sage].

'[Karena status musuh tidak memasuki keadaan di kalahkan]'

'Memang nya seperti apa mengalahkan musuh itu di mata System?'

'[Musuh masuk ke kondisi dikalahkan ketika berhadapan dengan anda lalu tidak dapat bertarung lagi karena anda dan musuh memasuki kondisi dibunuh ketika musuh kehilangan nyawanya]'

'Jadi begitu, terima kasih [Great sage]'

'[Sama-sama]'

TING TING TING 

Lonceng akademi terdengar seantero akademi, Orion segera kembali ke kelas nya dan begitu juga dengan seluruh murid akademi yang berada di luar kelas.

Orion, seseorang dari dunia lain yang secara tiba-tiba muncul di dunia yang penuh dengan sihir dan fantasy bagi orang-orang di dunianya. Dia sendiri adalah orang yang menolak percaya akan sihir dan hal-hal fantasy lainnya, namun itu berubah ketika dia melihatnya langsung.
Selain berpindah dunia, Orion juga mendapatkan sesuatu yang membuatnya cukup terkejut. 
Ada sebuah system yang melekat pada dirinya, dia tahu bahwa system itu akan membuatnya menjadi apapun yang dia inginkan dan dia tentu saja dengan senang hati akan melakukan apapun untuk tujuannya tercapai.
Orion adalah orang yang buruk dan dia sendiri sadar akan hal itu, dia juga memiliki masa lalu yang buruk dan kelam. Hal yang ingin dia simpan sendiri dalam-dalam dan di tutup rapat di ingatannya saja.
Orion mulai berusaha untuk merubah dirinya, begitu dia bertemu dengan sebuah keluarga sederhana. Keluarga yang menerima dia apa adanya, meski mereka tahu apa yang Orion lakukan.
Dengan bersama mereka, Orion mulai berusaha berubah. Agar bisa menjadi lebih baik. Dia berusaha berubah untuk menjadi orang baik, orang baik menurutnya.
Bersama dengan bantuan system dan orang-orang  sekitarnya, Orion sendiri bertanya. Apakah dia bisa berubah dan sepenuhnya mengubur masa lalunya.

I hated the smell of gunpowder.

Whenever death was close, that smell would be present too. Together with the pungent smell of rotten corpses and scorched flesh, it holds a marvelous symphony that no one wanted to hear.

Still, I couldn't help but be driven towards it.

At the end of my life too, I was met with that smell. That putrid stench of sulfur would penetrate through my nose and engrave itself onto my bones. The smell of rotten eggs. It's distinct. It's disgusting.

Still, I couldn't help but be driven towards it.

I knew even if hell were to freeze over, even if I was reincarnated, even if I was given a second chance, that aroma would never change. The world would also never change. So, to never encounter it ever again, all I could do was avoid it. It shouldn't be that hard, I thought, after all, many have died without ever truly witnessing it.

Still, I couldn't help but be driven towards it.


-


 Common sense:
a basic ability to perceive, understand, and judge things that are shared by nearly all people and can reasonably be expected of nearly all people without need for debate.

Unfortunately I was not an owner of such a convenient ability. It's sad, but it's the truth. All I could do was mold my mind into something similar. However it was in the end just a copy, it could never hold up to the genuine article. Many times, it had shown its disadvantages in everyday life. Apparently, not being able to comprehend, what everyone else saw as obvious, was not highly thought of. Well, sorry, but I like to think for myself, instead of blindly following the ideas build by society, or what others might refer as "common sense".


In the end I decided on my own rules. I developed my own "common sense", my theory about "Applied Facts vs. Circumstantial Facts".


Now, before you looked at me like I was crazy, let me explain myself.


Applied facts. That was what anyone else would regard as "common sense". For example, we do not float, because gravity pulls us down. We do not eat rotten food. We do not call a girl fat. Those are all facts that are seen as natural. There was a critical flaw in this kind of thinking, though. It caused one to rely on it. Many times, people took their common sense for granted and don't question it's legitimacy.


In other words, it sealed the option of asking - "Why?". As doing that would be going against common sense.
The eternal question of humankind. The question, which distinguished us from animals, disappeared just like that. Oh, what a tragedy.


Truth is, there were times when those Applied Facts are not right. In this world, nothing was certain after all.
Imagine suddenly starting to float. I understand it was an incredibly small possibility and 'Common sense' would tell you - "that's impossible". Still, it is how it is, right now you are in the air. That was also an undeniable fact. Now we had two different viewpoints clashing with each other.


This was where the Circumstantial Facts come in. Facts based on the circumstance. Not based on instinct or thinking drilled in by society, but sorely on the given information. That was the part that differed my theory from 'Common sense'. For an average person, as it went against their 'Common sense', they would have a hard time believing it, and their innate thinking ability is sealed. But for me it's different, I would just take those Circumstantial Facts and overwrite the Applied Facts, and in the end, it gave me a more critical and simultaneously more creative mind. In other words my horizon was broadened.


It did of course, have it's disadvantages. That was that those Circumstantial facts are pretty uncommon. It might never occur in anyone's mind, that their common sense was wrong, that's just how rare it was. After all Common sense, even though flawed, was still based on many different factors of the human brain. It couldn't be that useless.
Why did I bring this up then?

Well, we might have a Circumstantial fact, right here.

I traveled through different worlds.

No really, I'm not a nutcase. Okay, I may be, but still, stay for a bit longer, please.

It all started while I was robbing an art museum. Yes, you heard right. Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm a trickster. A swindler. In fact I was the world's best swindler. Together with my friends, we stole more than a nation possessed. My bounty was higher than that of the most heinous criminals. No one could catch us, we were always ten steps ahead. Everybody feared me, but everybody also revered me. I stood at the top. I achieved things, no one would even dream of. All at the tender age of nineteen.


However, that was all in the past now. Because at the time I was reaching for that beautiful painting, everything exploded. And then I died. I repeat, I died. My lungs had ruptured, blood was clogging up my throats, as I took my last breaths, tasting of iron. My consciousness had slowly faded away, but my eyes never closed. I died.

Or not. Or maybe I did. Fact is, right now I was standing on two feet, using my two eyes, gazing at two people. Even though, I died, I was still alive. Weird, right?

"Simmer your gaze, you spiteful fiend," the male spoke. Clear, unadulterated malice decorated his words. This guy seemed to hate me.

Huh, but I just got here. I had no idea what you meant. And that language. It was mainly English, but different. Calling it a dialect would be wrong.
There was a mix of German, French, but also Chinese and Arabian. And, maybe Latin? I'm not sure, as the intonations were wrong. I knew though, that this isn't a language spoken in our world.

This alone could not have accounted for travelling through dimensions. It could've also been a dream. So I pinched myself.

It was not a dream. Ouch.

"Look at that harlot not even able to mutter a single word. It is said that peasants are illiterate, but are you perchance also mute?", the female asked, in a sweet voice. It was said so naturally, I almost thought I misheard.

Aliens? No not with that setting. Currently, I was standing in a grandiose hall.

The cold marble was penetrating my naked feet. A plethora of colors, reflecting on the floor, were caused by the stained glass that decorate the walls carved with exquisite patterns. Above me were chandeliers made out of pure gold, dangling down the ceiling. To my sides, many pillars stood erect, symbolizing that they could even hold the sky if they wanted to. Behind me was an antique wood door, which made even a giant look small. The whole place was layered with different silk and fabric. And also fur. Lots of fur.

No matter how I perceived it, this place reeked of money. What was most daunting though was the seat placed in front of me. It was massive. Embroidered with innumerable jewels and gold, I could tell at first glance that this was the most valuable item here. If not, then it would be that self portrait above it. But, I still had a slight trauma from paintings, so I shall refrain from any comments.
Certainly, it was a throne room. This was clearly a medieval setting. Aliens? Don't joke around.
So, disregarding the 'another world theory', there was only one remaining. This was the afterlife. Not heaven, me going to heaven would be impossible, but not quite hell either. If anything this could have been purgatory. But it wasn't. I was quite sure.

Because I was not in my own body.

I looked down on my chest. Even if it's infinitely small, I could see that I had breasts, meaning I was a girl. I felt around my neck, to find the second most prominent male feature, the adam's apple. To my despair, there was none. Also, I could have sworn I was taller before. No matter how crazy I was, I knew that I had always been a guy. Born a guy, died a guy. There's absolutely no sense in changing my gender after I had entered purgatory.

In the end I could only accept the fact that I had travelled to another world and took over some girls body. I sighed and resigned myself to this peculiar fate.

"Ah maybe she died? Is that maybe the rotten smell coming of from her? No wonder she wouldn't react. Servant, where are the Servants? Somebody get rid off the corpse," while tasting the bitter-sweet wine called destiny, the female spit out some pretty harsh words towards me.

Speaking of which, they had been quite rude since I came here.

Who were they? A male and a female. Age, probably fifteen to seventeen, maybe older, as they looked quite malnourished. Still, they wore some luxurious clothes. I wondered why there was such a disparity. Peculiarly the crown on top of that males head was quite conspicuous. In this era, he could only be one of three things -a king, a prince, or an idiot. Well, some might argue that you could still be an idiot even if you are a king, so let's strike that out.


Then was he a king? His age doesn't matter. After all, Louis the 14th became a king at the age of four. But I don't think we had such a case here. The reason was simple. If he was the king, he would be sitting on the throne, not standing in front of it. Meaning, he probably had no right to it. So, he must be the next best thing, the prince. Wow, I met such an important figure on my first day.
Now, all that's left is that girl. Her clothes didn't fall behind the princes clothes either. So someone important. Also, they were on equal standing. Even if she was some rich merchant, she would have had no right standing next to him. Lastly, we had her speech. To speak in such a condescending tone in front of royalty is highly disrespectful. Unless you were royalty too.

That leaves only two options - His fiancé or his sister. But, I see that the prince was wearing something on his left ring finger. Oh, so he was engaged. On the contrary the girl didn't have a ring.

Okay, it's concluded then. Standing in front of me is a prince and a princess. Wasn't that too high of a hurdle for my first day? However, I liked a good challenge.

A slight smile appeared on my face. Suddenly those two froze and shuddered. It's been a long time since I was this happy, so I might have scared them a bit, with my face. But do forgive me. It has also been a long time since I have been so disrespected. It was quite amusing.

Those two, I wanted to bathe in their blood. See them squirm and wail as they begged for my forgiveness.

Oh lord, in the end I just couldn't escape the alluring smell of gunpowder. Ah, but in this era, had they discovered it yet?

In my previous world, nobody could overpower me in a battle of wits. In fact, there was never a battle to begin with, so how will this world, which seems to be hundred years behind fare, I wondered.

Warning: This novel features mature content

The greatest swindler, while committing a heist, unfortunately died of an explosion and crossed over to another world.


In this world, he is the Dukes useless granddaughter and is immediately met with a broken engagement.
In this world, he's an incompetent 'miss' and a bastard with a family that wouldn’t mind killing him.
No matter how you looked at it, wasn’t it already [Story End]?


Still, now that he had transcended over, he had to live with only his wits and the ghost of the original body.


“Hmm, first let’s aim for world domination, shall we?”

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Obviously, in a different world, common sense would be different, but it'll also be different for different people rich people, poor people, commoners, nobles, royals, would all have different views. And that depends on which place they reside in, Fenglong empires common sense would be very different from common sense in the Elcaran Federation. So this will be a big task.
But thankfully I don't have to make much as I can base the common sense on the common sense of the places they are based on but with magic and less development.
But that also means we'll have to deal with societal issues, which although I like talking about them I don't think it's a good idea to talk too much about them in my first novel which already has a base enemy, the destruction. However, I think some politics would be good, like the four nations working together to deal with Titansoul Academy after all it holds the center of their world which allows them to be able to attack any nation easily, and they have the three saints which will be more than any other nation.  And since the increase in soul strength per stage increases logarithmically I think it would make the most sense for the Umbra Star Saint to be the strongest saint as a 7th stage saint which would give more reasons for the four nations to suppress the Academy.
But of course, I doubt the 4 nations would 100% work together as Even if they only have 1 saint each they would still have 4 saints and a far larger population than a single school. So there will definitely be disputes between the four nations and within each nation. The Elcaran Federation would definitely have people with opposing political views which as a federation, meaning each state would have independence, means that they would definitely have political battles.
The same holds true for the other nations, in Fenglong the empire would have to make sure none of the four kingdoms gain too much power, and the kingdoms don't want to be suppressed. In Zenit, The kingdom is split into two major factions, the Royal Faction and the Pure-Blood Faction, with the royals, are more dominant as they have a saint and have the support from merchants/commoners as they use strict laws to control the royals and nobles, such as determining the succeeding king not based on being first but on their deeds and making commoner life experience compulsory if you wish to have the right to even join the competition to become the next king. While the pure-blood faction composing of nobles that disagree with these rules are currently being suppressed, it wouldn't be a power balance if they are too weak. Of course, being corrupt usually offers more choices, so I should probably give the pure-blood faction an advantage in one aspect which would be having more champions which would ensure that they wouldn't be too suppressed and maybe a secret weapon, not sure about that.
Not sure how I would create a political situation in Dragonsoul, making the higher-ups corrupt? or a problem with the heir to the throne? maybe make it so that there is a famine after all food and water are important, but in a world with magic that shouldn't be too much of a problem during peacetime, even if the various powers are at a semi-cold war. Maybe a bit of everything, Some higher-ups are corrupt, there is a problem with the heir to the throne, and maybe a revolution brewing in the background. That could work. If I make the Dragonsoul empire a military-based country where unless you could contribute to the military force by being a high-human (What I decided to call cultivators), part of logistics, or command you would receive worse treatment that could be a problem as well.

I hate the smell of gunpowder.

Whenever death was close, that smell would be present too. Together with the pungent smell of rotten corpses and scorched flesh, it holds a marvelous symphony that no one wants to hear.

Still, I can't help but be driven towards it.

At the end of my life too, I was met with that smell. That putrid stench of sulfur would penetrate through my nose and engrave itself onto my bones. The smell of rotten eggs. It's distinct. It's disgusting.

Still, I can't help but be driven towards it.

I know even if hell were to freeze over, even if I was reincarnated, even if I was given a second chance, that aroma would never change. The world would also never change. So, to never encounter it ever again, all I could do was avoid it. It shouldn't be that hard, I thought, after all, many have died without ever truly witnessing it.

Still, I can't help but be driven towards it.

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Common sense:
a basic ability to perceive, understand, and judge things that are shared by nearly all people and can reasonably be expected of nearly all people without need for debate.

Unfortunately I am not an owner of such a convenient ability. It's sad, but it's the truth. All I could do was mold my mind into something similar. However it was in the end just a copy, it could never hold up to the genuine article. Many times, it had shown its disadvantages in everyday life. Apparently, not being able to comprehend, what everyone else saw as obvious, is not highly thought of. Well, I am sorry, but I like to think for myself, instead of blindly following the ideas build by society, or what others might refer as "common sense".


In the end I decided on my own rules. I developed my own "common sense", my theory about "Applied Facts vs. Circumstancial Facts".


Now, before you look at me like I am crazy, let me explain myself.


First, Applied facts. That is what anyone else would regard as "common sense". For example, we do not float, because gravity pulls us down. We do not eat rotten food. We do not call a girl fat. Those are all facts that are seen as natural. There is a critical flaw in this kind of thinking, though. It causes one to rely on it. Many times, people take their common sense for granted and don't question it's legitimacy.


In other words, it seals the option of asking - "Why?". As doing that would be going against common sense. 
The eternal question of humankind. The question, which distinguishes us from animals, disappeared just like that. Oh, what a tragedy.


Truth is, there are times, those Applied Facts are not right. In this world, nothing is certain after all.
Imagine suddenly starting to float. I know, it is an incredibly small possibility and 'Common sense' would tell you - "that's impossible". Still, it is how it is, right now you are in the air. That is also an undeniable fact. Now we have two different viewpoints clashing with each other.


This is where the Circumstancial Facts come in. Facts based on the circumstance. Not based on instinct or thinking drilled in by society, but sorely on the given information. That is the part that differs my theory from 'Common sense'. For an average person, as it goes against their 'Common sense', they would have a hard time believing it, and their innate thinking ability is sealed. But for me it's different, I would just take those Circumstancial Facts and overwrite the Applied Facts, and in the end, it gives me a more critical and simultaneously more creative mind. In other words my horizon is broadened.


It does of course, have it's disadvantages. That is that those Circumstancial facts are pretty uncommon. It might never occur in anyone's mind, that their common sense is wrong, that's just how rare it is. After all Common sense, even though flawed, is still based on many different factors of the human brain. It couldn't be that useless.
Why do I bring this up then?

Well, I think we might have a Circumstancial fact, right here.

I think I travelled through different worlds.

No really, I'm not a nutcase. Okay, I might be, but still, stay for a bit longer, please.

It all started, while I was robbing an art museum. Yes, you heard right. Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm a trickster. A swindler. In fact I'm the worlds best swindler. Together with my friends, we stole more than a nation possessed. My bounty was higher than that of the most heinous criminals. No one could catch us, we were always ten steps ahead. Everybody feared me, but everbody also revered me. I stood at the top. I achieved things, no one would even dream of. All at the tender age of nineteen.


However, that is all in the past now. Because at the time I was reaching for that beautiful painting, everything exploded. And then I died. I repeat, I died. My lungs had ruptured, blood was clogging up my throats, as I took my last breaths, tasting of iron. My consciousness had slowly faded away, but my eyes never closed. I died.

Or not. Or maybe I did. Fact is, right now I'm standing on two feet, using my two eyes, gazing at two people. Even though, I died, I am still alive. Weird, right?

"Simmer your gaze, you spiteful fiend," the male spoke. Clear, unadulterated malice decorating his words. This guy seems to hate me.

Huh, but I just got here. I have no idea what you mean. And that language. It was mainly English, but different. Calling it a dialect would be wrong. 
There was a mix of German, French, but also Chinese and Arabian. And, maybe Latin? I'm not sure, as the intonations are wrong. I know though, that this isn't a language spoken in our world.

This alone could not have accounted for travelling through dimensions. It could've also been a dream. So I pinched myself.

It was not a dream. Ouch.

"Look at that harlot not even able to mutter a single word. It is said that peasants are illiterate, but are you per chance also mute?", the female asked, in a sweet voice. It was said so naturally, I almost thought I misheard.

Aliens? No not with that setting. Right now, I was standing in a grandiose hall.

The cold marble was penetrating my naked feet. A plethora of colors, reflecting on the floor, were caused by the stained glass that decorate the walls carved with exquisite patterns. Above me were chandeliers made out of pure gold, dangling down the ceiling. To my sides, many pillars stood erect, symbolizing that they could even hold the sky if they wanted to. Behind me was an antique wood door, which made even a giant look small. The whole place was layered with different silk and fabric. And also fur. Lots of fur. Even some fur, that I didn't know existed. So much fur, that PETA would have cried, till they died of dehydration.

No matter how I perceived it, this place reeked of money. What was most daunting though was the seat placed in front of me. It was massive. Embroidered with innumeral jewels and gold, I could tell at first glance that this was the most valuable item here. If not, then it would be that self portrait above it. But, I still have a slight trauma from paintings, so I shall refrain from any comments.
No matter how you looked at it, it's a throne room. This was clearly a medieval setting. Aliens? Don't joke around.
So, disregarding the 'another world theory', there was only one remaining. This was the afterlife. Not heaven, me going to heaven would be impossible, but not quite hell either. If anything this could have been purgatory. But it isn't. I'm quite sure.

Because I was not in my own body.

I looked down on my chest. Even if it's infinitely small, I could see that I had breasts, meaning I am a girl. I felt around my neck, to find the second most prominent male feature, the adam's apple. To my despair, there was none. Also, I could have sworn I was taller before. No matter how crazy I am, I know that I have always been a guy. Born a guy, died a guy. There's absolutely no sense in changing my gender after I had entered purgatory.

In the end I could only accept the fact that I had travelled to another world and took over some girls body. I sighed and resigned myself to this peculiar fate.

"Ah maybe she died? Is that maybe the rotten smell coming of from her? No wonder she wouldn't react. Servant, where are the Servants? Somebody get rid off the corpse, " while tasting the bittersweet wine called destiny, the female spit out some pretty harsh words towards me.

Speaking of which, they had been quite rude since I came here.

Who were they? A male and a female. Age, probably fifteen to seventeen, maybe older, as they looked quite malnourished. Still, they wore some luxurious clothes. I wonder why there was such a disparity. Peculiarly the crown on top of that males head was quite conspicuous. In this era, he could only be one of three things - a king, a prince, or an idiot. Well, some might argue that you could still be an idiot even if you are a king, so let's strike that out.


Then is he a king? His age doesn't matter. After all, Louis the 16th became a king at the age of four. But I don't think we had such a case here. The reason was simple. If he was the king, he would be sitting on the throne, not standing in front of it. Meaning, he probably had no right to it. So, he must be the next best thing, the prince. Wow, I met such an important figure on my first day.
Now, all that's left is that girl. Her clothes didn't fall behind the princes clothes either. So someone important. Also, they are on equal standing. Even if she was some rich merchant, she would have had no right standing next to him. Lastly, we had her speech. To speak in such a condescending tone in front of royalty is highly disrespectful. Unless you were royalty too.

That leaves only two options - His fiancé or his sister. But, I see that the prince was wearing something on his left ringfinger. Oh, so he was engaged. On the contrary the girl didn't have a ring.

Okay, it's concluded then. Standing in front of me is a prince and a princess. Isn't that too high of a hurdle for my first day? However, I like a good challenge.

A slight smile appeared on my face. Suddenly those two froze and shuddered. It's been a long time since I was this happy, so I might have scared them a bit, with my face. But do forgive me. It has also been a long time since I have been so disrespected. It was quite amusing.

Those two, I want to bathe in their blood. See them squirm and wail as they beg for my forgiveness.

Oh lord, in the end I just can't escape the alluring smell of gunpowder. Ah, but in this era, have they discovered it yet?

In my previous world, nobody could overpower me in a battle of wits. In fact, there was never a battle to begin with, so how will this world, which seems to be hundred years behind fare, I wonder.

After dying of an explosion, a trickster crossed over to another world.

In this world, he is the Dukes useless granddaughter and is immediately met with a broken engagement.
In this world, he's an incompetent 'miss' and a bastard without family.

Now that he had transcended over, he had to survive with only his wits and the ghost of the original body.

In order to survive he/she will shatter the whole world.

The room they told me to enter is a room with currently around 10,000 other students. There are no separated desks but long seated rows with a long table in front of the rows. There are ten rows, with each row seating around a thousand people.
This first test is the written portion. Based on the book I read when I was younger, the test is made up of three sections: common-sense, magic, theories. Each section gets harder as the test goes on. The first section and second section have 20 questions each, while the third section only has five short-answer questions.
The passing grade is 70%. It used to be 80%, but most students could barely reach 80%. This percentage can be overridden if more than 1,000 students pass the test. The test is here to cause the number of students to a smaller amount, so only 1,000 students are allowed to pass in each room. 
I took a seat in the front seat to the far left side, where there were barely any students. After taking my seat and a couple more students entered, the tester came into the room. 
"Hello, everyone! Today, I'll be your written exam tester. I'm here to make sure no one is cheating and to answer any questions before the test. This test has 45 questions in a 30-minute time frame. Those who do not finish the test are automatically disqualified, so make sure you answer all questions. I'll now pass everyone a pencil and the test."
"Also, tomorrow morning will post the exam results. Come in tomorrow to see if you passed and what your grade was. Those who pass will need to see the receptionist see what will happen next..."
The tester came to each person and handed them a test packet and a pencil. Since I was on the most far left side on the first row, I was the first person to get everything. Then someone shouted as I was receiving my test.
"Umm... Tester? Isn't this a bit unfair? Those in the front will be getting a 5-10 minute head start! Even if you start the timer after you pass everyone the test, they get an extra 5-10 minutes to take the test."
"That is a fairly good point, but you did choose to sit there. Luckily, I have already made arrangements. These packets are unable to answer until I deactivate my skill. Will this comfort you?"
"Uh... Yes! Thanks."
After the interruption, the tester continued to hand out tests and pencils. Once she was finished, she moved to the front and snapped her fingers. The test we had before was unopenable. I can't say how, but there seemed to be invisible chains attached to it; however, now, it opens easily. Oh, well. Time to take the test!
After about 6 minutes, I finished the common-sense and magic portion of the test. They were reasonably straightforward. The common-sense questions were... common-sense...
Some questions asked what the months are; others ask how the skill-tree worked. All of these were common-sense. Thankfully, I read up on the months, and such so this portion of the test was much more manageable.
The magic portion talked about what the elements are, how to cast spells, how to get mixed elements, and how to cast different levels of spells. Magic is one of the skills I'm most fond of, so I been using them almost regularly. Essential magic helps around the house while advanced magic helps in combat situations...
I took another 6 minutes on the short-answer portion, which was also easy. I mean, the theories it askes are common-sense too! Wait, if the test is this easy, how did people fail to get 80%? 
Maybe the test was much harder when it was at 80%? Yeah, that's probably it... I mean, these questions... 'The legendary [Spell Engineering] skill functions differently than spell asking, why is that?' This question is baby talk! And these questions...
'Is it possible to eliminate an activated skill or spell from another person? Why or why not?'
'Is it possible to reduce EXP costs? If so, how? If not, explain why.'
Are these questions not common-sense? I'm starting to doubt myself now. I mean, all these questions ask about the skills I have. Hmm... Oh, wait. Without that reduce EXP skill, I wouldn't be able to get most of my skills. The nullification spell would have cost 50,000 EXP without that skill, which is possible but not as a 13-year-old...
Okay, let's forget about the questions and turn them in... I get up from my seat and walk over to the tester.
"Huh? Is there a question about the test, or are you giving up?"
"No, I'm finished with the test."
This shocked the tester, but she recovered fast.
"O-oh... Okay. You may leave..."
I bow to her and take my leave. I could feel some presence eying me as I walk out. After leaving the exam room, I decided to go home. There wasn't anyone around, so I decided to teleport home.
It was a bit afternoon, so I decided to train on my abilities until nightfall. During nightfall, instead of hunting, I decided to take it easy and go to bed. 
The next day came fast. After waking up and eating breakfast, I teleported back to the school to see my test results. Outside of the school, billboards were stationed out to show everyone's test scores. Each board showed a test center and the 1,000 who passed.
There were 98 boards, showing that the whole day had 98 test centers, making a total of 980,000 students applying to the school. That makes 98,000 students who pass the test. The next test will down this number to a total of 5,000. Let's see, where is my name...
I walk over to the 37th board and look for my name. I started from the bottom and made my way to the top. I didn't find my name near the bottom but when I reach the top...
'Huh, I'm the number one?'
Even though being number one surprized me, what surprised me, even more, was that I beat the other students by a wide margin. The 2nd place student in my board had a 27/35, while I had a perfect score. Most of the rest places had the same score of a 26/35 while the bottom of the board had 25/35, with some exceptions of some lower scores.
Man, that test was relatively easy. How did they fail so readily? I took a glance at some other boards... The results were similar. Some of the first places on the boards had 80-90%. I did notice a couple of boards first place winners having a 95-99%, though no one had a 100% like me...
Okay, let's ignore this and see the receptionist. I'm ready for this physical exam...

Okuma Sho is a serious MMORPG gamer and is consider a NEET. One day, his parents demanded him to get out of the house and travel to town to get groceries. On his way to the city, a plane crashes onto him, which kills him. He awakes into a dark room with white text. The text tells him that he dies and that he will be reincarnated into another world. Then the text tells him that he will get a set number of wishes based on his past life, which he gets only one. Sho's wish was to keep all of his memories from his past life. He awakes back as a baby named Nii Sho. After a few years, he discovers that magic and skills work as those in his games he played; they're based on a point system. He also discovers that he has points more significant than the average person and that his father transfers his points onto him. What will he do with these points? How strong will he get? 

*** Migrating to Royal Road! The migration will bring a few changes but I hope you will enjoy them! ***

May 29th, Sunday…
It was time for the monthly failure lesson.
In fact, Pei Qian's expectation for Qiu Hong's course was stronger than that of He An's course.
The latter could only be used with a turn and reverse operation. No one will know whether the reverse operation will be effective or not while the former's failure experience could just be emulated.
However, during the last course, Pei Qian did not obtain any gains but was cited as a confidant by Qiu Hong. That was very troublesome.
Qiu Hong spoke at length about the failures caused by project management. They were all very right, but they were of no use to Pei Qian! He could only look forward to some really useful failure experience today.
Qiu Hong reached the cafe on time and shook hands warmly with 'Ma Yang'.
"Boss Ma! How has it been? Has the project management in your company improved over the past month?"
Pei Qian: "…" 
Improve some more? Any more improvement, and I'll be dead!
Pei Qian coughed lightly. "The previous lesson had benefited me greatly. However, time is limited; let's get on to the actual topic."
Qiu Hong nodded. "Yes, yes, yes, let's get on with it."
The two of them took their seats, and the waiter served their coffee.
Qiu Hong took a sip and said, "Boss Ma, today I want to talk about a very critical factor of failure. This factor has caused the failure of many entrepreneurial teams of game companies!"
Pei Qian became energetic immediately upon hearing it.
Such a universal failure experience? I have to listen well then!
Qiu Hong deliberately paused and said, "This failure factor is… intervention by the boss or other external forces!"
Pei Qian: "?"
Qiu Hong did not notice 'Ma Yang's' blank expression. He had completely fallen into the heart-wrenching confession state like before. "This one is all tears.
"People in the game industry have a simple dream before entering it: that is just to make something fun for the players. Even if it was just a game with paywalls for these clients to recharge. Our work will not be in vain as long as they are happy.
"However, this society is not that simple because a game is not something that one person can make. You have to go to the office, face all sorts of office politics, choose your sides, and maintain good relationships with others. Otherwise, no matter how good the project prospects are, it is no use if you cannot obtain resources.
"When doing administrative planning, you have to listen to function planning, right? When doing function planning, you have to listen to the chief planner, right? When you finally become the chief planner, you have to listen to the producers, right? Even when you become the producer, you would still have to listen to investors, right?
"When you really become an investor, you have to listen to the market voice, listen to money… because you are not willing to make ducks and drakes of your own money!
"See, you might have your own thinking, but you cannot guarantee that anyone that has command over you has the same thinking as you!
"This is an external intervention. Think about it, a good idea is changed by the producer, then by your boss, and finally by the investors. When it is about to be publicized, the channel dealer asks you to change it again…
"Changing here and there, and you yourself will not be able to recognize it."
Pei Qian listened silently with a blank expression on his face. It sounded like a very nice scene.
How I wish that someone can help me with messing up the project and make the project prospects bleak…
However, Boss Pei had no one here to mess it up. He had the final say in everything. 
Boss Pei even tried to butt in often with his subordinates. However, the problem was that he butted in so often, but the project did not fail! The more he butted in, the more successful it became…
So what the hell are you talking about?! Could it be that my method of butting in is wrong?
Pei Qian coughed lightly. "Erm, I have a question. Boss Qiu, why do you say 'the boss butted in and called the project to fail'?"
Qiu Hong had a look of surprise. "Boss Ma, do I need to explain this? You can imagine it anyhow!
"For example, you obviously know which games are popular now, but the Boss wants to do it the other way around. You know the players' taste, but the boss wants to go against the players. There was no design proposal on the market, but the boss just wanted you to come up with one…"
Once again, Pei Qian fell silent. 
Wasn't that all I had been doing? Then, my loss-making ideas seemed to be fine?
Why are the results completely different then?
No, that was completely useless. I've tried it and it failed. I have to stop Qiu Hong as soon as possible and not elaborate any further on this.
Pei Qian felt that he could no longer waste precious time on this topic so he said hurriedly, "Well, I understand it completely. This is really easy to lead to failure! However, this experience is not very useful to me. Can we change it to another?"
"Not very useful? Boss Ma, you mean you don't really meet such a problem?" Qiu Hong was taken aback.
"Yes, definitely. Boss Ma, the one above you is Boss Pei. Boss Pei himself is a top game designer; there is no possibility that you will be directed by Boss Pei to failure.
"No problem, Boss Ma. I did think of that so it is just an appetizer. I've also prepared some other content behind it."
Pei Qian was delighted. 
Great, I almost thought that this lesson was going to be wasted again!
Qiu Hong continued. "Then, the next very critical failure factor is that you will not be able to find the talent you want. Boss Ma, you should be able to use this, eh?"
Pei Qian agreed deeply. "Yes, I face this problem!"
Qiu Hong smiled slightly and continued. "A boss definitely cannot do everything. He would be dog-tired if he were to do that, and he wouldn't be able to do a good job. At this point, you should find various people-in-charge for various businesses.
"There is a difference between this point and project management. Project management is how to utilize talents while what we are referring to now is how to find talents! Relatively speaking, it is more difficult to find talents.
"Many projects fail because the leader does not have good vision. He could be deceived by some boastful scammers who entrusted him with important tasks but with no practical ability at all."
Pei Qian nodded his head vigorously. "So, where are these scammers?"
Qiu Hong did not know how to answer for a while. "Uh… they are hidden in the vast crowd."
Pei Qian asked. "Then, in theory, there should be quite a lot of such scammers, right?"
Qiu Hong thought about it. "Who knows? No one has done data analytics in this area. But I think it should be okay. Most people encounter a scammer or two when they start their businesses, right?"
Pei Qian was really speechless.
Does that mean I've bad luck then?
Then, it still would not work. This one seems to be useless. After all, I really did not possess any talent for identifying scammers. Zhang Wang was the best example.
Pei Qian coughed slightly. "Em, Boss Qiu, that does not seem to be much help as well…"
Qiu Hong was taken aback. "Em… nevermind, Boss Ma, I'll change one more. I don't have many successful experiences but plenty of failed experiences!"
Pei Qian: "…" 
What was going on with this inexplicable feeling of sympathy?
Qiu Hong thought for a while. "Then, I'll talk about the concept of 'deviation from common sense' next!"
Pei Qian nodded, feeling that this theory seemed good and should be of help to him!
Qiu Hong explained. "In a game company, we will often hear phrases like this: 'The boss is an SB[1]. He knows nothing and can do nothing' or 'The newly recruited planner is too stupid. He has been fired by me.'
"Such dialogue happens in many game companies. Their tones are very similar as well. Then, why do people in the game circle always think that they do not understand anything?
"An experienced chief planner and a producer who can attract investors should all be experienced. Both sides maintain that the other party 'did not understand anything', so who would not understand?
"This is the 'deviation from common sense'. That means to say that everyone's common sense is different. We are both thinking about the same thing, but the common sense I think I possess and the common sense you think you possess are totally different. Therefore, both of us will think that the other party does not understand at all.
"For example, the thing with 'Cottage Game'. They are proven successes to both the capital venturist and the boss so why don't they do it? To most businesses, what future is there in doing something that others had already done too much of?
"Of course, this is a very simple example. In actual working conditions, such 'deviation from common sense' will only be serious, and it would have an impact on all aspects of the company's operations in the process of making games and ultimately completely deviate from the original intention of the project."
Pei Qian blinked blankly.
Wasn't that exactly what I was going through?!
A real confidante! 
Pei Qian grasped Qiu Hong's hand. "Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly how I feel! I'm so conflicted about this! So, how shall we solve this problem of 'deviation from common sense'?"
Qiu Hong smiled. "Well, this is easy to say but difficult to do. It is to establish good communication with each other.
"The root cause of 'deviation from common sense' is not understanding each other. As long as they can communicate well, let the other party understand their true thoughts, and form a joint force in the same direction; then the problem arising from 'deviation from common sense' could be resolved to a certain extent."
Pei Qian: "…" 
The enthusiasm was extinguished again.
Why was it yet another solution that I could not use at all?!
Communicate well and let the other party understand what you really think? I want to do that too, but the system did not allow it!
I could not let anyone know that I'm making losses on purpose!
What was worse was that my employees seemed to have formed some kind of synergy, but they were all in the opposite direction…
Pei Qian was instantly discouraged. The three experiences for failure that he had learned today could be said to be rather rewarding.
However… none of them could be used!
Qiu Hong looked at his watch. His time today was almost up; he sighed in his heart.
Har, Boss Ma had such high expectations.
If it was not because I was prepared with my massive amount of failed experience, then it was really possible that this course could not go on today.
What was with this sad feeling…?
Luckily, the class was successfully completed today!
Boss Ma looked down in deep thought. He should be rather inspired, right?
Pei Qian raised his head. "Boss Qiu, I have one last question. What will happen if—hypothetically, I mean, hypothetically—if all the three problems that you mentioned were not problems anymore?"
Qiu Hong was taken aback but smiled. "Then, congratulations to Boss Ma, you will be able to make money lying down!
"Do whatever you want to do without being directed by anyone blindly; choose all the talents and everyone could be independent; there is no deviation from common sense between all the employees, all had the same goals and worked hard in the same place…
"If you cannot succeed, who can?"
Pei Qian: "…" 
Those words were too heart wrenching.
He was here to learn about failure, but he was in greater despair now that he had learned it!
[1] This is short for 'ShaBi', internet slang in China for 'stupid'.


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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