China is ruled by corporate offices and one of the CEOs asked me out! KYAAAA

I miss Ching Chong so let talk about him.
Ching Chong rise in corporate ladder.
Ching Chong now manager and make lot of money.
But all money go to CHARITY because he good person like everyone in QIDIEN.
He help fight CANCER.
But then Ching Chong has no money.
He complete broke.
He sad.
But everyone in QIDIEN help him because they nice.
Wait.
Everyone in QIDIEN donate all money to CHARITY.
...
I get it now.
QIDIEN save world and donate to CHARITY.
So CHARITY people donate to QIDIEN to make world better.
Everyone happy.
Especially Ching Chong.
He can eat now.
Ching Chong eat hamburgur.
It very tasty.
Ching Chong also finally remember that this is magical realism book and he need to cultivate so author no have to change genre.
Thank you QIDIEN.

Ching Chong was a chinese translator working for the evil company, WUXIASHIJIE
WUXIASHIJIE's contract made him do horrible things.
So he suicided
but then
the company QIDIEN saved him
praise QIDIEN

Copyright © A.D. Torres; April 2020

Book Title: Rebirth of the Last Empress

Author: Ahce Darato Torres (@Ahcejiejieiii)

Editor(s): none

Date Published: April 29, 2020

Book Status: Ongoing

Country: Philippines

Region X: Cagayan de Oro City

COPYRIGHT © April 2020

Copyright – All Rights Reserved.

No part of this book should be Reproduced, Distributed, or Transmitted in any form (or by any means including; (1) Copying and publishing to another sites for 'offline reading purposes', (2) Copying and printing hard copies, (3) Recording, (4) Making soft copies, and/or other electronic or mechanical methods) without prior knowledge and legal proof of permission from the author, Ahce Darato Torres. Exceptionalities: (1) The use of 'Direct Quotation' in a critical or literary review which clearly sites references, (2) The use of 'Direct Quotation' for certain noncommercial use which is permitted by the Copyright Law, and (3) The use of 'Direct Quotation' in a 'hugot post'.

Disclaimer.

This is a work of fiction.

(1) Names

(2) Characters – portrayals and descriptions

(3) Business – products and details mentioned

(4) Story Settings – locales and scene descriptions

(5) Events – celebration, events, incidents/ accidents 

(6) Story Plot

Are either a product of the writer's imagination and/ used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual entities (person, mythical creatures, animals, supernatural beings); living or dead, and all of the things included above are purely coincidental. 

Story Description.

Legendary affluent head of the Lombardi family's pharmaceutical company, Cresencia, passionate Eurasian chef & neurosurgeon has dedicated her life in running the world's most revered technologically-advanced corporate medical hospital, and building internationally successful food business empire. But something dark and dangerous had long haunted Cresencia's life which led her living alone. She witnessed fear in her mother's eyes, locked in her childhood memories of blood spilling household massacre. And now the same fortune is leading her in terror as the sound of her own screams echo through the ship's cabin, an almost peaceful vacation trip plotted by her father turned grave.

Shipwrecked on the deep stormy seas, betrayed by her father and stepsister, Cresencia finds herself washed up on the strange ancient island of Cuixia, a land bestowed by the emperor to Duke Feng Changming and Duchess Murong Jiayi, childless military couple. Fostered by sovereign military rulers and pampered with love she grew up as an outstanding noble heiress, ready to conquer the world of the past. Cresencia ignites both sovereignty and revenge, and discovers a destiny that tests her will to claim a land rightfully hers, and the one man she will love. 

---

Writer's Social Media accounts (you can DM, Follow or support me through):

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(5) Ahce Darato Torres (@ahcejiejieiii)

Author's Note:

Hello readers!

It's been a year since I've stopped writing. Did you miss me? Because I missed everyone so bad, and I missed writing too. So here's a new book; Rebirth of the Last Empress, it is a novel obviously. I don't wanna give spoilers but I'll give you a clue 'it's a transmigration story' but not your typical bullied-damsel in distress. Well having a poor character is not my forte, so expect a well-versed, humorous, comedian, and a talented noble lady with a big heart, ready to fight and make you happy. 

Keep safe from Covid19.

Your writer,

Ahce

She was a legendary figure, a genius neurosurgeon, a renowned lawyer and one of pillars of wildlife conservation. Her brainpower was too horrifying that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. One day Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomatic relations with the terrorists and deal with the aftermath of risking her life to fulfill her duty. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated and died by the hands of her childhood best friend. Remembering that no matter how important a person is to you, there will come a time that love will abandon and betray you.

He was the son of an affluent technological expert, a professor from Harvard University and the heir to AdTech-Space Developers Corporation. Professor Qin Xue Rong spearheaded the expedition to Jupiter and ventured the lands of the unknown yet one night the great red spot appeared without warnings, thus putting everyone at risk. He could have saved his life, but he sacrificed his own to save his people and send them back to earthly safely. He was then sucked by the storm, bringing with him was a 17-Petaflop Titan Supercomputer and Valkyria the most advanced space humanoid robot.

But the gods seemed to have different plans. Two lost souls with untimely death were fated to meet in the era of the past and change the mistakes of the history. One became the wicked and outrageous miss who was banished to the mountains as the star of destruction. While the other was the fool who was stripped from his noble title and left to rot in the forest. Despised and plotted against, will they survive the test of time?

"What are you inventing hubby?" she asked

"A cultivation booster for my wifey!" he answered

"Will we get richer?" she asked again

"Indeed the richest!" he answered and kissed her forehead gently.

Copyright © A.D. Torres; April 2020

Book Title: Rebirth of the Last Empress

Author: Ahce Darato Torres (@TorresAhceDarato)

Editor(s): none

Date Published: April 2020

Book Status: Ongoing

Country: Philippines

Region X: Cagayan de Oro City

COPYRIGHT © April 2020

Copyright – All Rights Reserved.

No part of this book should be Reproduced, Distributed, or Transmitted in any form (or by any means including; (1) Copying and publishing to another sites for 'offline reading purposes', (2) Copying and printing hard copies, (3) Recording, (4) Making soft copies, and/or other electronic or mechanical methods) without prior knowledge and legal proof of permission from the author, Ahce Darato Torres. Exceptionalities: (1) The use of 'Direct Quotation' in a critical or literary review which clearly sites references, (2) The use of 'Direct Quotation' for certain noncommercial use which is permitted by the Copyright Law, and (3) The use of 'Direct Quotation' in a 'hugot post'.

Disclaimer.

This is a work of fiction.

(1) Names

(2) Characters – portrayals and descriptions

(3) Business – products and details mentioned

(4) Story Settings – locales and scene descriptions

(5) Events – celebration, events, incidents/ accidents 

(6) Story Plot

Are either a product of the writer's imagination and/ used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual entities (person, mythical creatures, animals, supernatural beings); living or dead, and all of the things included above are purely coincidental. 

Story Description.

Legendary affluent head of the Lombardi family's pharmaceutical company, Cresencia, passionate Eurasian chef & neurosurgeon has dedicated her life in running the world's most revered technologically-advanced corporate medical hospital, and building internationally successful food business empire. But something dark and dangerous had long haunted Cresencia's life which led her living alone. She witnessed fear in her mother's eyes, locked in her childhood memories of blood spilling household massacre. And now the same fortune is leading her in terror as the sound of her own screams echo through the ship's cabin, an almost peaceful vacation trip plotted by her father turned grave.

Shipwrecked on the deep stormy seas, betrayed by her father and stepsister, Cresencia finds herself washed up on the strange ancient island of Cuixia, a land bestowed by the emperor to Duke Feng Changming and Duchess Murong Jiayi, childless military couple. Fostered by sovereign military rulers and pampered with love she grew up as an outstanding noble heiress, ready to conquer the world of the past. Cresencia ignites both sovereignty and revenge, and discovers a destiny that tests her will to claim a land rightfully hers, and the one man she will love. 

---

Writer's Social Media accounts (you can DM, Follow or support me through):

(1) Instagram: @torresahcedarato

(2) Twitter: @TorresAhceD – Ahce Darato Torres

(3) Webnovel: @TorresAhceDarato

(4) Wattpad: @TorresAhceDarato

Author's Note:

Hello readers!

It's been a year since I've stopped writing. Did you miss me? Because I missed everyone so bad, and I missed writing too. So here's a new book; Rebirth of the Last Empress, it is a novel obviously. I don't wanna give spoilers but I'll give you a clue 'it's a transmigration story' but not your typical bullied-damsel in distress. Well having a poor character is not my forte, so expect a well-versed, humorous, comedian, and a talented noble lady with a big heart, ready to fight and make you happy. 

Keep safe from Covid19.

Your writer,

Ahce

Legendary affluent head of the Lombardi family's pharmaceutical company, Cresencia, passionate Eurasian chef & neurosurgeon has dedicated her life in running the world's most revered technologically-advanced corporate medical hospital, and building internationally successful food business empire. But something dark and dangerous had long haunted Cresencia's life which led her living alone. She witnessed fear in her mother's eyes, locked in her childhood memories of blood spilling household massacre. And now the same fortune is leading her in terror as the sound of her own screams echo through the ship's cabin, an almost peaceful vacation trip plotted by her father turned grave.

Shipwrecked on the deep stormy seas, betrayed by her father and stepsister, Cresencia finds herself washed up on the strange ancient island of Cuixia, a land bestowed by the emperor to Duke Feng Changming and Duchess Murong Jiayi, childless military couple. Fostered by sovereign military rulers and pampered with love she grew up as an outstanding noble heiress, ready to conquer the world of the past. Cresencia ignites both sovereignty and revenge, and discovers a destiny that tests her will to claim a land rightfully hers, and the one man she will love.

"Which corporate is it?"
"Its Hong Kong's biggest corporate; the Li..."
Before he could finish or Jing Lihua could think anything, Mei Xiu rushed to the room without a proper knock.
"President, pardon my manners. There is something important." She looked pale. Her hands were trembling and she was heavily panting like she had run all the way here.
"What happened?" Jing Lihua was instantly alerted.
"The restaurant... the restaurant where President went with Mr. Mo. A man reported to me just now. All the chef crew was found dead in the restaurant kitchen."
...
At the Mealor mansion.
A middle-aged man was going through an old album. In the photo, there were four people Yang Biyu, Su Donghai, Su Guozhi and Tang Yuyan. In all the photos, Tang Yuyan was in Su Gouzhi arms and one could easily discern with a little attentiveness that the couple shared a more than friendly relation. The photos belonged to their teen years. They all had smiles on their faces. One could tell they were all close friends and having the best time of their lives. There were their photos from their trips to Japan, Hong Kong, Huwai and Switzerland. In fact, there wasn't a single place they left.
Su Donghai turned to the next section. In this section, the tragedy started. The looks Yang Biyu gave to Su Gouzhi changed. Longing and envy appeared in her eyes. The four of them were still smiling but now, only the two of them had real smiles. Neither Su Donghai nor Yang Biyu's smiles were genuine. Yang Biyu looked longingly at Su Guozhi while Su Donghai looked longingly at Yang Biyu.
Su Donghai was disturbed by a call from his personal secretary.
"What happened?"
His secretary explained everything about the recent activities of his daughter, Su Lanfen. He also informed him how she failed to get the media and how the chefs were found dead in the restaurant. Even the CCTV recordings were cleared by Su Lanfen and there was an obvious evidence of that.
In the end, Su Donghai was furious.
"Send for Su Lanfen. Tell her to come and meet me right now!" That stupid girl! How dare she make such a big move without even consulting her father!
...
In the photographic studio.
After having countless shots, Su Lanfen opened her account in hopes to find more insults directed towards Jing Lihua. But she was stunned to find an entirely different reality. Her subscriber number had reduced to half and her account was filled with insults.
"@Su_Lanfen die you bitch!
"How dare you turn us against our prince! I'll personally come and kill you!"
"From now on I'll never buy any dress she wears. #Unsubscribe Su Lanfen"
"I used to be her devout fan but after finding her reality I'm truly stunned. How can I be so blind to follow such a disgusting liar my whole life? #Unsubscribe Su_Lanfen"
"Congratulations @Su_Lanfen you've successfully turned a devout fan to a devout hater. I'll make sure to curse you the rest of my entire life on this app."
"I knew it. No one believed it. I've been following Jing Lihua activities for the last few days. She has a decent character. This bi*ch surely tried to frame Jing Lihua and Mo Liang."
"I don't understand why did she even make that move against them? What did Mo Liang and Jing Lihua do to make her hate them?"
"Must be jealous of her recent accomplishments. Did you not hear the audio? She surely sounds very proud of her Su family."
"But what did she said? 'The thing that happened, no one will ever know about that' I'm very curious about what happened in the restaurant?"
"What is to be curious about. We know that she is a b*tch and that's what we need to know."
Su Lanfen couldn't endure reading anymore. She quickly clicked the home page. And there it was, the trending post; the audio originally posted a famous celebrity on the app and then shared countless times. The attention the topic got, was gone overboard. Even the scandal she spread didn't get that attention. She looked through the app and found that Mo Liang had made an official response that woke up his thousand of fans and resulted in such a dramatic response.
"That bastard."
When she had called recklessly Jing Lihua, she was aware of the possibility that Jing Lihua could have recorded her call. But Su Lanfen's number was unknown. There was no way Jing Lihua could have already known that it was Su Lanfen call and started the audio record... unless... unless... she had the record function already activated for everyone. 
Su Lanfen felt like throwing her phone into the wall. "But still I'm not lost. We have paid the media a lot to exaggerate the scandal between her and Mo Liang. And the pictures are real. On the other hand, audio authenticity can be disputed. Still, she is one step behind me..." When she browsed through the latest news, Su Lanfen's heart dropped. Not a single reporter whispered about the Jing Lihua scandal. In fact, after typing her name, all that appeared was praises of her charity works and her recent success.
With cold hands, Su Lanfen gave a call to her manager.
"Why the media has not released the scandal yet? I emptied half oy bank accounts to fill their pockets! How could they do this to me!"
"Su Lanfen I'm trying to contact them. But no one from the media channels is picking my call. And also there is something impo..."
"How can they do this? Are they undermining Su family influence in Beijing?"
"Su Lanfen listen to me! This is important. Your father's secretary gave me a call. Mr. Su must have gotten the news by now. You need to plan what to say to your father. Your father has asked for you to immediately return home. His secretary said he is very angry."
Su Lanfen's heart was chilled with terror.
...
Author note.
Just to tell you all who is who.
Yang Biyu: Su Liwei and Su Jiayi mother. Su Guozhi wife. Jing Lihua's mother in law. She is dead.
Tang Yuyan: Jing Lihua mother. Jing Shuping's wife. Tang Liuwei (Jing Lihua grandfather) only daughter. She is also dead.
Su Guozhi. Eldest son of Su family. He is adopted. 'Apparently' Su Liwei and Su Jiayi father. Su Donghai elder brother. Yang Biyu's husband.
Su Donghai. Youngest son of Su family. Su Lanfen's father. Su Liwei and Su Jiayi uncle. Yang Biyu (Su Liwei mother) lover before her death.
Su Jiayi: Su Liwei younger sister. Jing Lihua sister in law.
Su Lanfen: Su Donghai daughter. Su Liwei cousin. An A list model. Zhao Liying strong competitor.


...Sneak Peek into a chapter...

"Don't play with fire, President Jing." His eyes darkened; the temperature in the room dropped drastically.

It was a warning.

However, Jing Lihua cherry red lips merely curled up into a smile.

"What if I want to play with fire, President Li?"

"Woman, do you not see your position? You are pinned down by me. Yet you still dare to act so frivolously? If you do not have any intention to finish things, you better not start them!" Li Zhiqiang's eyes were cold as frozen ice. "Otherwise, I will make you regret."

"President Li." Jing Lihua's sweet voice again assaulted his ears. "What if I want you to make me regret?"

The second those words left her lips, she was kissed furiously.

...End of Sneak Peek...

Flesh made of translucent ice, bones made of precious gems...

Jing Lihua, the eldest miss of the aristocratic Jing family, was a classic beauty with a tragic end.

Stabbed in the back by those closest to her, betrayed by those she put her utmost trust, forsaken by those for whom she sacrificed herself; years of harshness taught her a lot.

So when events take a turn and she is allowed to reincarnate seven years back on her marriage night, when everything was still in her hands, when everything had just started to take turns, she is determined to change the course of things...

She is determined to protect those who were true to her and at the same time... ruin those who had the demons in their hearts.

However, things take an interesting turn when she discovers new secrets left uncovered in her previous life.

A formidable man named 'President Li', the young master of the prestigious 'Li' family known as the great 'Devil' in the mortal world appears in her life and sends her plans into chaos...

Author Note: The First 20 chapters are rewritten by me. So they are good to go. After that for the next fort chapter, quality drops a bit. Then it gradually returns to best. Bear with it for a while. I'm in the process of editing.

Discord:

https://discord.gg/G6QZpBt

Friday, continued...
Once the staff at Fengs started to show Anna options for jewellery for everyone she realised that she was getting overwhelmed with the choices. Earrings, necklaces, bracelets all just seemed to blend into each other, both in terms of their style and in terms of what was in them. Hou Yi simply sat beside Anna, watching her look at the options for the gifts for the women.
It took Assistant Manager Wong twenty minutes to have the courage to interrupt Anna, who he could see was more and more confused, but watched by an indulgent Hou YI, who had arranged with a watch for the male adult members of the wedding party. He had, as he knew the boys were cricket mad arranged for a corporate box for them for a game over the summer at the Melbourne Cricket Ground.
"Madam Hou, I remember the pendant that CEO Hou selected for you when you came in and purchased your wedding bands. We have several ordinary diamond pendants, smaller of course, but otherwise identical. How about that for all the females?"
Anna looked at Hou Yi who while nodding said "Anna that seems a good idea. Simple, and for your family not too much in their face. And they are set in …?"
"CEO Hou, we have them set in both platinum and gold, and all we need to do is place them on chains. As I understand that Madam Hou is looking for them as gifts for your wedding party, how about those for the adults are set in platinum and for the girls in gold?"
Hou Yi nodded and said, "If that is what my wife wants, it sounds appropriate."
Anna, nodded before saying "Yi, given Georgina has agreed to become our housekeeper on the farm, and you know how much I hate her ex and his new wife, could we buy a small welcome gift for Georgina and Alice, particularly as she has offered to keep my mother under control during the wedding."
"Whatever you want to buy is fine by me. That reminds me, the guards keeping an eye on your family and the property have indicated that Georgina's ex and his second wife are causing difficulties. They suspect that they will cause a scene next weekend, and have not only alerted the police given what happened in Honk Kong but arranged for additional security for the ceremony and generally around us."
Anna leaned over and gave Hou Yi a brief kiss. She knew it had taken a lot for Georgina not only to apologise for her previous behaviour but to go against Sally and her ex given the constant threats to seek custody of Alice.
"At least Georgina has learnt her lesson and wanted to apologise for her behaviour. I can forgive her because according to James what she told me in Hong Kong is true. She had been trying to contact me through her sister Fiona who is studying with James. Sally however was always the worst influence on behaviour around her. Her parents owned a successful small business and though that made her superior to everyone. I just hope she does not try and ruin the day."
"Anna, I will not let that happen. This is our wedding ceremony and I will do everything to ensure that it is perfect for you."
Soon afterwards Anna finished selecting the items that they needed, and it was arranged for everything to be delivered to their apartment. Quietly Hou Yi made sure that Assistant Manager Wong added the special piece he had ordered for Anna to be sent with the other items. He knew that she hated flashy jewellery, but he hoped this would not happen with this piece, it had been designed to fit Anna's simple tastes.
***Author Note (and does not add to stones) I have to apologise for the short chapter, but I had to find a convenient place to break this part of the story into chapters.


Anna Jones, an Australian travelled with her fiancé Lu Jinhu to marry in his home country, only to find out that she has been duped by him and robbed of everything that she owns.  A quirk of fate allows her to marry CEO Hou Yi, who was meant to on the same day marry his finance Yang Lin, who in fact married Lu Jinhu.  Marriage for Anna, started as a plan to gain some measure of revenge on Lu Jinhu, and for Hou Yi to prevent Lu Jinhu from obtaining the family company however fate had something different in store for them.  Not only did they achieve their initially goals, but their relationship turned into something else, that could last a lifetime despite the cultural differences and the trouble Lu Jinhu and Yang Lin caused them.

"It's finally done. I finished all of the background on the races, gods, and magic."

This was said by a very ragged looking man, who was rubbing his eyes from underneath his glasses. This person is our MC. Upon closer inspection, anyone could see that he hadn't slept in weeks, and hadn't been outside either. His pale complexion was screaming for sunlight, and his blonde hair was greasy and unkempt. A patchy beard could be seen on his face and he was hunched over a computer that was 10 years out of date. The apartment he lived in was covered in trash bags and empty energy drinks, with a smell of mold emanating from the walls. It was obvious that he was barely scraping by with his rent, so he didn't have money for a cleaning service.

This man was once the proud recipient of Best Seller with one of his published books. His others never quite reached that achievement but were still well liked. So, why was he living in squalor? It all started a year ago with a little joke character.

His newest book was pretty mediocre, but it sold well due to his name being on it. The novel was about a man fighting to protect his family business from a mega-corporation. This wasn't a completely unheard of plot but what made it a bit different was the president of said corporate entity. He was a bumbling buffoon, who was greasier than crude oil. Now at the time the author was just making up the villain's description, he didn't know there was a real person that he looked like. Unfortunately, that real person got his hands on this book and read the entire thing. As you can guess, he wasn't very pleased.

This man, who we'll nickname as Pres., was very wealthy and well-connected. Pres. made many calls to many critics, publishers, other authors, and our MC's bank. These critics ripped into not only the current novel, but changed previously positive reviews on his old books. MC's publisher dropped him and others refused to accept his works. The contacted authors posted hateful comments on social media, for anyone to read. All of this done over the course of a year, just for a little joke. Luckily, the bank didn't do anything, so he still had his savings. However, the damage was done, he couldn't afford to live in his house for long, so he sold it and bought a cheap apartment, to stretch his savings longer. 

Our MC's previously tanned and well-toned physique was replaced with a pale, emaciated figure. He would fast for long periods, to save money. The bright and cheery smile that always adorned his masculine face was gone. His soulful emerald eyes had lost their light and sunken in. He slept almost never in an attempt to write more, just hoping to publish something, anything. This man had tried pseudonyms, having his friends/family try and do it for him, but nothing worked. Our MC gave up on trying to write serious novels, he was broken. That was when he stumbled onto light novels, and a  new hope. He decided that even if he couldn't write professionally, he would write for fun. He got a job down at a local grocery just to earn a few bucks in the meantime. That brings us to now, where we see his efforts lead up to.

'I guess I should probably get some sleep, huh.' Checking his watch, he saw how late it was. As he stood up, his true height was seen. He was 6'6, he stood straight like an arrow, and as he stretched his bones cracked. Had he still been in his previous state he would easily turn heads. But now he cut a sorry figure as he meandered to his bed.

The monitor of the computer flashed a couple times as he walked away. He didn't see it happen but would have called it strange if he had. It was because he had turned everything off. Though it was old, it was very well maintained unlike his home. It was a gift from his sister, and even with their strained relations, he still loved her dearly.

At this time he didn't realize that today would be his last. The damage that stress and malnutrition had done to his body had taken its toll and an aneurysm had formed in his brain. As he laid his head down on the mattress, it burst, and, unaware, he slept. Upon entering a deep sleep, he took his final breath.

A washed-up novelist is sent to the world of his unwritten novel. There he gains the family he had lost, and the love he longed for.

This is my first ever public work, so I probably won't be amazing at first. Just give me some time and I know I'll improve.

I will accept constructive criticism.

4 February 2018....
It might seem like an ordinary date and it is an ordinary date for most of the people out there (except those who have their birthdays or any special occasion) but for a guy who was sitting while browsing through Google, it definitely was not. On this particular day, he had finally caught up with the manhua/manga releases of "Tales of Demons and Gods[TDG] " by Mad Snail. He really liked the manga, but he wanted more. So, he searched on Google about similar stories and he found "Otherworldly Evil Monarch [OEM] ". He got curious because the name sounded badass and it seemed like it was not going to be a story where the protagonist keeps on spouting sh¡t about righteousness and slaying evil and protecting the weak and stuff as it had the word "EVIL" in it. He thought that its dumb and he had the adequate reasons to think like that. After all, who in their right mind would risk his life to save a girl who he does not even know properly . It is not even realistic and how in the world can the protagonist be so selfless and so dense when it came to matters of love. It is as if he was hit by a rock in his infancy and his brain was permanently damaged.
After he was done cursing the cliché Manga, he started searching for the manga of OEM. A while later did he came to the realization that OEM does not have a manga. It is actually a novel which is posted online and the chapters are released frequently, and these novels are known as "Webnovels". He also got to know that TDG was originally also a webnovel but since it got really popular, it was transformed into a manga and the animation of TDG was along the way as well.
The name of this guy is Weed. 
*snaps fingers*
(as we all know that I, the author has the power to pause this novel world by snapping my fingers, and I will break the 4th wall and this was mentioned in the previous chapter and this is the last time it would be mentioned.
Moving on, as well all know that Japanese are considered as really polite, humble, caring about others etc. people (E/N: Except you) and it is true. Until this guy made an appearance. This character, Weed was meant to be born in U.S.A. or any other western country but God made some mistake and he ended up being born in Japan.
If you are wondering about why his name is Weed, and not some other Japanese names like Hijikata, Kemamaki, etc (E/N: I've never even heard of these names in anime or manga), then I should suggest you to stop being a racist because it is not necessary for a guy to have a Japanese name if he is born in Japan. Actually he was given a good name which was a Japanese name but when he became an adult, he changed it to the thing he liked the most, and that is weed. Although he has never smoked weed but that is an entirely different topic. This guy can not be considered polite. Screw being polite, he constantly curses as if they are verbs and without his "verbs", he cannot complete his sentences. He is a degenerate scum of society and also has this constant urge of pissing everyone off as if the whole world is his enemy. He does not care about anyone but himself, and he does not give a damn about anyone's feelings. He thinks that facts do not care about feelings and prefers facts and logic over anything. He considers himself as an anti-social extrovert. He is 19 year old NEET and wastes his time looking at memes, watching anime and reading manga. He is a racist (E/N: rapist *cough cough*) to the core and will do anything to get on the nerves of others. We will get other information about him later on as the story progresses. He is also not the protagonist of this novel as I have said previously that communism is Supreme in such cases and so, everyone is a protagonist here.
Weed never had a problem in reading a story because he is into Manga a lot so he decided to give OEM a try. He searched for the places where he could read OEM and this was that moment where he got to know about the top dog in webnovel society. The corporate known and "QIDIAN". With some excitement and slight anticipation, (which is very rare by the way) he downloaded the application of Qidian and jumped straight away into the reading OEM. He kept reading and was so hooked that he eventually lost the track of time. After almost 5 hours of continuous reading, he finally closed the app because his stomach was not much happy and showed its discontent by a making a slight yet audible noise(he is hungry for fuck's sake). He got up and went outside his room to make some cup noodles for himself.
After pleasing his beloved belly, he started the app again, but instead of reading the novel, he decided to check other features of the app. He saw various novels of different genres, some novels even caught his attention and he added them into his reading list. He eventually stumbled upon the forum section and clicked on it. There he saw that a group of qidian was made on Facebook and anyone was welcome to submit their application to join it. 
Since Weed already had his Facebook account, he decided to fill the application to join the Facebook group since he did not had anything else to do. Along with the fact that he might get some good novel recommendations in that group. After that he continued reading OEM. After 13 days, his application was accepted and he was a member of the Facebook group of qidian.
Who knows what kind of adventures await him next. To find out, wait for the next chapter of "WHAT NEETs DO".
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Hey there everyone. Quiz time.
This time, the question is
The abbreviated form/full form of QIDIAN is?
Whack your brains and think hard.
Do you have the answer?
Well the answer is
Q- WE [☭] (it's a Chinese organization, what did you expect) 
I- steal
D- money from people 
I- and 
A- novels
N- from WW
THAT'S ALL FOLKS. See ya later

-Level Up-
You have gained 1 talent point.

Dack stood over the corpse of the beast, he was victorious. He stared at the weapon in it's hands, it was tinged with the grey blood of it. It shone in the fluorescent light. Dack grimaced. He felt strong, so strong, and that creature had died in his hands.

But the existence of this creature, showed that the world had changed. Profoundly so, it would never be the same. And the tools of this change, the tools that seperated Dack from the rest of the world, were in his hand.

The sword of his father, the book that he had left and of course the patience that had accompanied Dack for years. Patience that had seemed like such a curse. Patience that had forced him to be a mundane worker.

Dack raised his sword to the sky, right now felt like one of those moments that they describe in legends. Where the hero finally realizes his goal. Where he can grab it in his hand. Dack smiled.

Dack didn't know what he wanted. He knew that things had changed. He would have to get to the city to really see those changes. Would everyone that he knew before still be there? Would his boss? Would his co-workers?

He didn't really care. But the everyday people of the world, the barista at his favorite coffee shop, the people he travelled next to on the bus. Where would they be now? Within Dack's head, the system that had come to find it home sat there and stared out. Dack needed it now but he didn't know how to access it's power.

He tried all sorts of things. Saying system or status repeatedly didn't seem to work. Nothing seemed to work.

Dack looked outside his eyes bleary from all the effort. It was night and darker than any night Dack had ever seen. The lights of the world that had previously wound around and around had come to a stop. He heard sounds come from outside, however they were far away distant sounds, like thunder in a mild thunderstorm.

There were more creatures out there. Creatures with longer arms, and minds that were even more frightening. Dack let out the air that had been pent up in his lungs and reached for the book that was also his fathers.

"The Art of Waiting" was no book Dack had ever seen. As he read and read, a clear picture formed of what the book was. As if the book itself had transported itself into his mind. The book was about a 'martial arts' technique, and at that Dack didn't know if it was elaborate fiction, or mind boggiling truth.

As Dack read he found himself on the chair in which he always read, as if habit had forced him to the chair. The book started describing the origins of the technique.

It described how the world was composed out of a multitude of spirits and how they swirled around man and mountain as they worked. How one spirit, in particular, had taken refuge in a mountain and unlike its freeform youth it waited. See in this world, spirits were a fickle creature who never wanted to stay in one place ever, they made love constantly and never could standstill.

Dack chuckled and thought of all the humans he met who could be described the same way. The mountain spirit however was different from all the other spirits. Not because it was unique, or because it had some special quality, it wasn't Rudolph the Red-Nosed, no, what was different and the book went into great detail on this, the spirit had been enlightened. But the book never went deeper than the word enlightened and at this Dack couldn't understand.

When this spirit was enlightened, it created this technique. After the story, the book went into long detail about how exactly practice the technique. It was like meditation that wasn't meditation, it required a tremendous amount of mental power, and went into detail about not just how the user should breathe but also how the user should feel.

Dack finished the book. After the description of the technique nothing else remained, in fact plenty of the book itself was blank as if it was awaiting writing inside of it. Dack looked at those pages, they looked back at him. Inviting him to join the technique. The book didn't even describe the effects of the technique, it wasn't escribed any magical properties, nothing.

Dack felt drawn to it, like he had been tethered to this simple technique. Like the art of waiting was his dad's gift to him. His final gift. The sword Dack had already found useful.

The technique itself didn't escribe any particular position, sitting down wasn't necessary nor was any particular strangeness. It did require precise breath and even more precise, what Dack could only describe as 'thoughts'.

Dack looked back over the breath organization and memorized it. So he began, one breath in, one breath out. His brain tingled at that. Two breaths in quick succession in, two breaths out. One breath to the sky and forcefully exhaled, one breath to the earth, exhaled slow and methodically.

Dack's mind did not wander and it did not falter. All he focused on was the breaths. He repeated them, each time his mind seemed to grow faster as he went through a cycle, for hours it went. Until in the middle of his last breath, it appeared.

His status screen and a message above it.
-Congratulations-
You learned how to open your status screen using the Art of Waiting. For being the first to open your status screen without relying on outside help. You have been granted a special ability for your patience system and can now open the status screen whenever!

 
-Patience System-
Name: Dack Martin
Race: Human
Level: 2XP Until next level: 1532
Talent Points: 1  Author Note: (Changing stars to talent points)

 
Stats (The average human is a 10 in everything):
Strength: 9
Agility: 7
Intelligence: 10
Will: 16
Charisma: 4
Wisdom: 12
Personality: 14
*Patience: 102
 
Skills:
Biking: Lvl 4 Proficient
Swimming: Lvl 3 Average
Reading: Lvl 5 Skilled
Cooking: Lvl 2 Mediocre
Art of Waiting: Lvl 1 Beginner
 
System is a Patience system every hour that goes by all skill experience is multiplied by 1.01 and all stats are increased by 0.1. 

Additional Abilities:
The longer you activate a skill or ability the more experience you gain for that skill or ability.
 
 
 
*Marks a unique stat

A lot had changed in Dack's system and he smiled as he looked at it. His strength, agility and will had gone up from killing the creature. His patience also had gone up and Dack knew why as he looked at the lower end of his screen.

The Art of Waiting had awakened something in Dack that wasn't there previously, he felt it in his mind. It's hard to describe the change that had happened. Almost as if the thought process was simply different, as if all the workings and turnings of his brain had been shifted.

He had been changed and now he was a different man than before this madness.

After, Dack looked at the talent points section of his system. He tried to touch it and another screen appeared that only read:
-Talent Points-
Points that increase your talent. Only gained through extreme actions. Can only be used at Woco Brand Talent Stations!

Dack laughed at the silliness of the corporate takeover of the galactic system, it was silly the amount of strange thing in it. However, his laughter faded. The sounds that were previously far away, Dack could now hear coming closer. So many sounds and that could only mean one thing, so many creatures.

"Holy sh*t the Earth has been invaded by all these creatures! Wtf why are there dragons. Why can he use magic!? Why is he cultivating?! Why can he now control the very fabric of the universe. And wtf is this system" -The Internet During the Fall


The world is coming to an end. All sorts of technology and gods and demons and all manner of other things are invading. All humans on Earth are given the System which catergorizes all of their actions much like a videogame. 12 individuals who each started with the strongest stat in one catergory get a special system and a special quest. "Fight! Kill! And take the systems of the other challengers." This is their story in... The System War!

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