You can break the jackpot and not only digging in the ground, said the historian.

Over the past 35 years, several countries and empires have disappeared from the political map of the world. New states appeared. And they all had coins. They deserve different things, different years of release, different mints of release. Some had a marriage, others in the carelessness of the mint workers were released on a different metal basis. For example, they had to use a copper-aluminum alloy to issue 1 cent coins and issued them on silver-nickel as for 10 cent coins.

Somewhere a spikelet on a coin was shot down, sometimes instead of three spikelets there were four, instead of 15 ribbons 17 and all these mistakes ... this is money for collectors.

A coin with a face value of 1 cent can be sold for 100 or even all 1000 dollars. Interestingly, all these coins are in common people's pantries, they can be found in parks, flea markets. They sell them for 10 cents and they can be sold to collectors for hundreds of dollars and some especially valuable copies for 10,000 - 20,000 dollars.

The same applies for example to old manhole covers, sometimes the price can reach $ 550 for a manhole of the end of the 19th - beginning of the 20th centuries. Prices also have old rails, which can sometimes be seen sticking out of the ground in 19th century building sites.

Previously, rails served as strengthening the foundation of houses, rafters, fasteners for telegraph poles. The houses were already demolished, but the rails remained. Sometimes you can read them - the Belgian Railway in 1867, sometimes the French Republic of 1888, the Imperial Railway of 1898, the Austro-Hungarian Empire in 1878 ... and these rails also cost money, they are bought at auction for $ 400-800 .

There are those who understand the old days, in china, German or Austrian ... sometimes in flea markets you can see them. Where are they from? These are trophies from the second world war. Previously, one could meet old German cars, motorcycles and bicycles. But in the 90s, almost all of them were exported abroad and there they were sold for tens of thousands of dollars.

Less often, breaking old houses in them find trophies from the Second World War, sometimes from the First World War - pistols, machine guns, cartridges, bayonet-knives, works of art, ancient books in German dating from the 14th to 16th centuries ... Someone brought them from Geramania after war ... and then could not attach. And the veterans of the war did not hand over the weapons to the police, for some reason they left to themselves ... but then their descendants still surrendered these weapons to the police, as the media write.

Sometimes at the flea market you can find an icon, a mug, a pen, a watch ... it costs a cent and sell them for hundreds of dollars.

It would be nice if these finds were in the museum, we would learn more about our history ... but ... now all finds are on the market ...

Also, regarding old stamps ... but I'm not very good at this topic, but for example, in our mountains in the World, sometimes rare stamps can be found on envelopes of the 40-60s. The Germans came to us, scientists, having seen such an envelope, this scientist in exchange gave it to my neighbors - a new digital SLR camera and laptop.

Probably those brands were worth it ...

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

"You have said before that Ashes of God was your pet project long before it was taken by Omega9, how is that?"

The interviewer stretched his hand for his guest to speak. All the while, a grin was hidden as soon as it formed on his face. The scene in front of him gave him a strong sense of deja vu. But for some reason, this sensation was mixed in with incredible happiness and excitement, something that was apparent from his shaking hand. He didn't know why, but this seemingly normal interview sent him through a roller coaster of emotions.

"Ashes of God was a project that some of my friends and me were working on in our university days. It grew close to completion before Omega9 decided to help us… But we were very disappointed by what it was going to be as every really cool feature we wanted was beyond our programming scope. That's when Omega9 approached us."

The journalist took back the microphone. He promptly asked his interviewee.

"What did Omega9 do to help the project grow exactly?"

"They gave us everything we needed. Funding, Programmers, Artists… They just asked us to think, and the teams we were given contact with would execute."

Awkward silence momentarily took place. The journalist started speaking after a while.

"If you had to choose between any of those features, what would be the one Omega9 helped with the most?"

The interviewee felt hesitant. He pointed his eyes towards the roof then scratched his head while grunting.

"I would say… Time Dilation. I mean, it was not really a feature we expected at all at the beginning. But thanks to Omega9, it did make the cut."

"What is this Time Dilation you are speaking about?"

"To put it in simple terms, Time Dilation enables a player to get 10 times as much play time as normal by basically making the brain work slightly faster. It's better than sudoku to work the brain too!"

The interviewee burst out laughing at his own joke. The interviewer tried to continue his questioning.

"You mentioned some friends before-"

Without even waiting for the microphone to be under his mouth, the guest stood up, the smile filling his face was no more.

"I think I spoke enough. I'll be going."

"W-wait!"

The stream paused at this moment and stopped minutes after. When the stream changed to its offline screen, Mark closed off the page before turning his digital lenses and earplugs off. Shesmu thought 'Off', and the faint blue light that was emitting from inside his ears faded away, and so did the blue glint on his lenses. The digital lenses/earplug kit was a marvelous invention, one that hadn't been made commercial until December of last year. However, what made it special to Mark right now was the questions that it brought with its existence.

He couldn't remember when he bought the kit exactly, and if it was just that, Mark would probably assume it to be a consequence of the shock from traveling through time. However, that wasn't the end of it. For the past ten years, Mark had been using the digital lenses extensively to the point where he discarded all of his other personal electronic devices, other than the capsule. This made it so that he developed a certain set of reflexes pertaining to when he wanted to browse the net or check the time. He would instinctively use his thoughts to communicate with the digital kit. All of these facts made it even more intriguing why, in the shock of being in an unfamiliar place, did he check his e-watch first, laptop second, and forget that the information he needed was but a thought away.

Ring!

Mark was deep in his thoughts when he heard a slightly sharp ringtone that shook him from his stupor. It was the signal that his food was done cooking.

'Local System On.'

As he thought those words, his eyes glinted with a green light, signifying his connection to his home system.

'Send Food.'

At his thought, a series of mechanisms ensued before the wall to his left opened into a massive gap. A glass tunnel constructed itself, having the gap as its base, and the table in front of Mark as its end. Two seconds after its construction, the glass was deconstructed, and the gaping hole was once again filled. If someone turned his head or blinked in the span of these two seconds, maybe they would have thought that nothing happened. That is until they see the food that filled the table only to question what kind of magic trick just happened.

Mark's breakfast consisted of Red Velvet pancakes, Scotch eggs, and orange juice. He slowly ate his meal while looking at his emails. As he was scrolling through them, one mail caught his attention. Sender: Jeff Carlman, Subject: A special gift. The name felt unfamiliar to Mark, he tried his best to recall anything that had to do with this person, but his memory failed him. Mentally focusing on the email, the image on his lenses changed to show the body of the latter.

Looking at the email, Mark finally remembered the name. He was the guy that randomly gifted him the Dreamscape 10 years ago! The Dreamscape cost around $57.000, that's almost the price of a cheap car! At Mark's peak this sum might not have been even a fraction of his paycheck, however, before he became a gaming star, it would have taken him a really long time to amass this amount of money.

Looking at the email one last time, Mark committed the name "Jeff Carlman" to heart. He didn't like owing someone he doesn't personally know anything, so he had to repay him back when he got the time. For now, he would just consider himself lucky to get a capsule this early and roll on with it.

'Talking about the capsule, when will it come?'

Looking through his other emails, Mark noticed one coming from VelveExpress, a multinational giant corporation that deals with shipping. Reading it, he understood that the Dreamscape was coming this morning at 11.00 am. It was still 9.00 am, so he had time to kill.

His mind drifted off for a second, about everything he had done in those 10 years, all the memories he had created, and the connections he had made. I guess, all of that was… all of that didn't mean anything anymore. It felt bad- It felt bad for him, to face the fact that all of the hardships he had gone through with his team, with his friends, all of the joyful moments, that all of that was as if it never happened. It's as if those 10 years he had lived were a lie.

Mark couldn't compare that feeling to anything he had experienced before. However, he had heard multiple people talking about their failed long-term relationships like that. As when your girlfriend of 10 years breaks up with you and no longer wants to talk to you again, treating you like air. As when that feeling of utter helplessness, as if everything you went through was a lie, these 10 years that were robbed from Mark felt the same.

Thinking about this, Mark couldn't help but feel depressed. His girlfriend that he had spent 5 years with now no longer even knew him. He didn't even know where she was at this point in time. Moreover, even if he did, what could he do, just barge in and tell her that she was his girlfriend for more than 5 years, but she can't remember because it happened in an alternative future? Well, wouldn't that be the most desperate move a man could ever do?

"Haha"

Even as he chuckled at his own joke, Mark couldn't hide the pain in his heart. The helplessness he felt at this moment was more suffocating than the deepest oceans. Clutching at his own chest, Mark became aghast. The pain was clear on his eyes, and his face turned pale, white as a sheet.

Leaning his head on the couch and closing his eyes, Mark took deep breaths so as to stop his anxiety attack. For 20 seconds, he kept breathing in and out, until they no longer stayed erratic, but long and constant. For a long time, he stayed that way, motionless. His eyes were closed, but his mind replayed multiple images as if he was watching a movie in his own head. He remembered the time he spent with his friends, all the adventures they partook in, and the stellar team they created. He remembered the first time he met the love of his life. A master of the sword and the pen. Her military might was unrivaled, to the point where even he felt threatened whenever he sparred against her. However, that was only one piece of the puzzle that constituted her existence on the battlefield. Her strategic sense was matchless, she alone ushered a new era for the game Ashes of God, shaping her own meta. Both as a leader and as a mastermind, none reached even the dirt on her feet.

"Sophie.." He muttered.

As he sombered over his fears and despair as if drowning in a deep, dark ocean, a fire ignited in his heart. A wave of anger filled with determination and resolve pushed his back against the water weighing him down throwing him from the dark ocean to the blue sky.

"If what we had between us was real, then-then, once again we'll make it happen. That, I swear on this life."

The memories of his time with his friends and lover flashed by him one last time. This time, however, he reached with his hand and grabbed them, burning them into his soul.

Ding!

Finishing his inner monologue, Mark woke up to the sound of his doorbell ringing. The Dreamscape is finally here, I guess. Finishing his thoughts, Mark's eyes glinted with a green light. Connecting to his home system, Mark commanded for the capsule to be transported to his room. Commanding the mini-bots to take care of the dishes, Mark sat up and went to his room.

Lying on the capsule, Mark went through the multiple safety mechanisms before the lid closed on him and so did his eyes.

'Begin'

Finishing his mental command, the darkness surrounding slowly started shifting into a blinding light. At the same time, a female robotic voice sounded in his head.

'Boot… System Ω9 3.2 Active – Ashes of God'

In the largest virtual reality game in history, Mark was a king. His team? Unstoppable. They were heroes even among other pros.

But the game changed. The government—for their own political gains—made a mess of everything Team Black Moon worked so hard to perfect. Ten years of their lives were spent playing Ashes of God. Still, Mark and his friends found themselves obsolete—forgotten.

Then time itself forgot. Mark wakes up, 10 years ago.

He’s never met his lover. He’s never played Ashes of God. Mark’s friends don’t even know his face. But he’ll find them. With his knowledge and skills, they’ll rise higher than ever. Mark will not be forgotten.

This time, they’ll be the ones who change the game.

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Venture not sure why Note wanted him to follow her, but he can say for sure it's not a meal together to get to know each other since they've passed the fourth floor now.

"Have you been to this floor before?" Note asks Venture, as they stop at the fifth floor's door.

"Not really, the only floors I have been on so far are the ground, second, fourth, and the sixth floor." Venture replied honestly, as this isn't something worth hiding nor does he have anything to hide about it. No way was Venture going to enter these unknown floors while on probation.

"Then, let me explain what the fifth floor is for the [Dark Star Faction]." Note open the door and step in while moving to the side, to hold the door for Venture to enter.

Cautiously, Venture enters while tightening his grip on his book, ready to trigger his [Unique Skill] onto one of the written pages of the gamble to save his life if Note tries to kill him.

Note close the door behind Venture, "This is the floor is where everyone uses to train when one doesn't require going outside the city improve themselves. These machines over there are all made by our blacksmith. Pretty much all the training equipment is built by a single person." Note begins pointing out which machine does what and warnings on using them as she leads Venture around the place for a tour until they stop in front of a big see-through glass cube shape room, where nothing is inside. "Now, as to why I bring you here. I've been assigned to test your [Assassin-Type Skill] and I just came back from something I was busy with. Therefore, you shall face me and do your best to kill me if you can, that is."

Venture blankly stare at Note, wonder what the hell did he get into. Because this is something he did not expect nor was he expecting to be told kill a member of the [Dark Star Faction].

"If you're worried about actually killing me." Note notice the blank look on Venture's face. "Don't." She didn't bother to explain herself nor does she think someone who only trained solely on working on their [Skill] without any combat experience from the outside of the city would be a threat to her. "Now come inside." Note place her left palm against the glass wall, which caused green digital numbers of 0s and 1s to appear around Note's left palm until it grew to forms a door out of these green digital numbers. Then, walk through the door of the digital number as if it wasn't there, to begin with, nor was it a glass wall either.

Venture feels like he should have written a few more pages for gambles related to combat because he did not expect this as most of them mainly in escaping than fighting off the enemies. Nevertheless, Venture did write a few gambles towards combat at the very least. But, he only made three just in case he needs something to help him out if someone from the [Dark Star Faction] wants to spar with him.

Therefore, Venture considers this testing as a spar with Note. So, the moment he steps inside the giant glass cube room. The 'door' behind Venture vanish and to his surprise, instead of seeing an empty space like before from outside this glass cube room. Venture found himself in a forest.

"I'll head off and your job is to kill me. We'll stop in an hour, where it doesn't matter if you kill me in that timeframe or not. As I'm just here to test your [Assassin-Type Skill]." Note said to Venture before walking deeper into the forest and in a matter of seconds. Venture can no longer see the shadowy figure of Note's.

"Keep calm. Venture. You got this." Venture mumble to himself, as he opens his book. Flipping a couple of pages until he found the one he needs.

Survival option (Winning): Instantly gaining knowledge and instinct of a master assassin without any side-effects during the process.

Dying option (Losing): Become extremely weak against foes in hand-to-hand combats.

Condition: Sparring with one of the members in the [Dark Star Faction] within a month during probation to achieve the survival option, if not, then it will be the dying option will occur.

Honestly, Venture didn't know if he should have written down year instead of a month, but it looks like it didn't matter to Venture. Because it hasn't even been two weeks since he joined this faction and now he having a spar with Note.

Venture tore the page from the book and trigger the [Everything Is A Gamble]. Making the torn page fade from existence as knowledge of a master assassin being directly into Venture's head, giving him the information on how to kill much more efficiently along with the instinct to figure the best methods to perform the assassination. Yet, the only few things that prevent Venture from truly becoming a true master assassin with all the knowledge and instinct. And that is his current physical body as well as lacking personal real-life field combat experience against other people with [Skills] and [Titles] that potentially turn these [Skills] even more powerful than it should. Meaning, that Venture only needs to train and gain experience while surviving the whole ordeal before he truly becomes a master assassin.

Luckily for Venture, he made sure to include in the gamble to have no side-effects and he guesses that having a migraine considered as one of the side-effects Venture potentially would have obtained during the whole process of gaining both knowledge and instinct of a master assassin.

Now, Venture has no idea what kind of [Skill] and [Title] Note possesses. But, Venture could guess it won't be any good for him since she was picked to test him. Luckily, the members of [Dark Star Faction] only guessed that Venture's [Skill] is a [Assassin-Type Skill]. True, but not fully as Venture's [Unique Skill] can be anything as long Venture bet on it.

Therefore, Venture will have to work on his stealth first and later with assassination.

-LIABG-

Among the knowledge Venture gained, the [Hidden Arsenal] is one he practice first by trying to hide the book and pen on his person. Which took him a few minutes, thanks to the instinct of a master assassin, that Venture now has both hands free, but this is only with a book and a pen. Anything else will require further training.

Afterward, Venture begins working on stealth and he has plenty of stealth tactics for him to work with. 20 minutes in and Venture gave up on it for the time being due to the instinct of a master assassin let Venture know, that whatever he doing to hide isn't working and someone has long detected him and lock onto Venture from the background.

Therefore, Venture relies on his instinct to locate Note's current location. Something that's hard to do at the beginning, but as time passed. Venture's instinct begins to improve towards searching for Note. Yet, Venture didn't dare to go near her until he finds a way to take her down without him ending up being the one taken down, where at worse, Note may cripple him or outright kill him in the name of a test.

So, Venture is very limited on what he can and can't do. Furthermore, the test has a time limit and he already wasted half the time given to him, to take Note down. But, Venture still doesn't have anything to work with. As he's going in blind by facing Note, whom Venture has no idea what she could do.

Of course, Venture can just kill Note right here and now by using his [Unique Skill] to gamble very easily. With the paper being the price for using the [Unique Skill] and Venture can just make the condition for the gamble by snapping his fingers or not. Simple as that. But, that would lead to questions Venture rather not answer if he truly manages to kill Note by the snap of the fingers.

So no. Venture can't use this method at all costs unless he willing to take on all the [Dark Star Faction]'s members that are after him. Even then, if Venture somehow manages to kill everyone in the [Dark Star Faction]. Other people will start questioning how this happens and chance is, they will find Venture at some point in the future. It just bound to happen.

Suddenly, Venture felt his instinct screaming at him to move away from his current spot. Not hesitating one bit. Venture start running to his left and kept on moving straight in a zig-zag pattern. No idea why he should, but Venture just follows what his instinct has to say about this whole running away as it mostly Note coming down to hunt down Venture after waiting for too long, for Venture to come at with the intention to kill her.

But, before Venture could get too far. He tried to roll to his right; however, he wasn't fast enough as something push Venture from behind, causing him to awkwardly crash into the ground before his instinct kick in and resume rolling on his right side, but sadly, this wasn't enough. As Venture himself floating in midair, with his arms bound to his back and his feet together as if someone tied them together with ropes.

The sound of footsteps came behind Venture, but he was too busy figuring out what is holding him in midair.

"I must say, I'm a little disappointed." Note said from behind Venture.

"I don't have a weapon." Venture tries to come up with an excuse, for his failure.

"Well, why didn't you say anything?" Note find this excuse weak and wonder if the newcomer could come up with a better believable excuse.

"You literally told me to follow you the entire time, then tell me you're testing me on my [Assassin-Type Skill] and didn't even give me an option if I need any equipment at all." Venture point this out to Note, to hint that his [Assassin-Type Skill] requires equipment for it to work.

"I see." Note slowly nods her head after thinking about it. In fact, she recalls what the others mention about Venture along with the conditions he needs to use his [Skill]. Therefore, Note technically did plan Venture to fail from the very beginning unless he lied about his [Skill] and could assassinate her without all the conditions he placed down beforehand with the others.

"Does this mean you'll give me a weapon to use now?" Venture spoke in a hopeful tone of voice.

"No."

"Oh." Venture finds himself a little bit sad about not being able to use any weapons for the first time.

"Now, seeing how you failed to kill me and I barely gain anything from you during the test. We shall do this again tomorrow. By the way, what kind of weapons do you use to assassinate your targets?" Note asks Venture, where he slowly floating back down until he is no longer floating nor being bound by some invisible ropes.

"I can use anything I can my hands on to do the task. It just will take some bit of practice before I have 100% confidence in using the said chosen weapon to assassinate the target." Venture answered, as he got back on his two feet and wonder what the hell held him captive, which made him so helpless. Yet, this is good for Venture as he experiences it now than later when he will get caught off guard as he did just a few minutes ago. So, Venture just has to come up with a few more gambles related to Note, for safety purposes of course.

"I see." Note narrows her eyes at Venture, "Alright, meet me here tomorrow first thing in the morning." Note paused for a second to think about if she has anything else to do in the morning that may require her attention. "Actually, make it near noon. I have something to do the entire morning." With that said, Note walk west towards the exit, and with Venture following right behind her since he has no idea how to leave this place by himself.

-LIABG-

Lying in bed after having a good late-night meal to bring down his physical fatigue. Venture start thinking about what he could have done better when facing Note and someone with similar [Skill] and [Title] as her. Because if Venture doesn't come up with one soon, then chance are. Anyone like Note would easily take Venture down without him being able to fight back.

Now, that Venture faced such a person. Picking the knowledge and instinct of a master assassin seems like a bad pick to choose from other professions. In fact, Venture could have gone with a master mage or something, at least with the knowledge and instinct over [Magic] would have brought more benefits over for Venture. After all, everyone in this world could obtain a [Skill] that beyond broken in certain ways if they have the right [Skill] and [Title]. Therefore, maybe Venture is making all the wrong gamble and should be thinking about what the best ones to help him the most.

So, Venture sat back up and pull out his book and pen from his pockets. Venture pause as something just hit him the face, figuratively. Venture just realizes that the [Hidden Arsenal] is technically like a [Pocket Dimension], but with more limitations and more combat wise. So maybe it wasn't a complete waste for Venture after all.

Nonetheless, this didn't stop Venture from writing down what he wants next. Plus, this whole idea with the master assassin thing was due to not finding any good [Modifier] for Venture to use and decide to just use his [Unique Skill] to give him other [Skills]-like ability through knowledge and instinct. Similar to how Venture knows how to use his [Unique Skill] at the get-go. Minus all the knowledge part and just the basics.

-LIABG-

It took some time, but Venture finish writing down the gamble and he had to be very careful with his wording or risk something else happening.

Gamble: Gaining knowledge, instinct, and ability of a master over a certain type of [Magic] with no side-effects and will use mental fatigue as a way to use [Magic].

List of [Magic] up to pick from: [Abjuration], [Conjuration], [Divination], [Enchantment], [Illusions], [Nature], [Necromancy], [Transmutation].

1. [Abjuration] - The power to protect/heal.

2. [Conjuration] - The ability to create or transfer an item, object or living being to a specified location.

3. [Divination] - The power to gain information.

4. [Enchantment] - The power to influence the minds/emotions.

5. [Illusions] - The power to create illusions.

6. [Nature] - The power to control the forces of the natural world for a variety of effects.

7. [Necromancy] - The power to manipulate the forces of death.

8. [Transmutation] - The power to transform living or non-living things.

Condition: The numbers of a coin flip, landing on heads will determine which type of [Magic] will Venture will gain in a total of eight coin flips.

Once that's done. The page for the gamble disappear from Venture's eyes, then begin flipping the bronze coin eight times.

First: Tails.

Second: Tails.

Third: Heads.

Fourth: Heads.

Fifth: Heads.

Sixth: Heads.

Seventh: Tails.

Eight: Heads.

Venture blinks a few times, as he gains the ability to use the [Illusions Magic], as well as having the knowledge and instinct of a master over [Illusions]. But, like with the knowledge over being a master assassin. Venture requires training in them or it just that. Knowledge. Instinct may end up causing more harm than helpful due to not having the training needed to follow those instincts.

Putting away the book and pen, with the help of [Hidden Aresenal] and instinct of a master assassin. Venture doesn't even feel the book and pen on his person when he lies back on the bed. And now is a good chance to practice with [Illusions Magic], but Venture's instinct screams him to not do such a thing as people are watching him still.

Something Venture is a bit baffled about since if someone was spying on him, then they should see the thing he wrote down for his gambles. But, Venture guessed they couldn't zoom in to see what he was writing. Yet, enough to see everything Venture about to do in this bedroom. Therefore, Venture's instinct is letting him know, that it's better to rest now and practice later without any eyes on him.

-LIABG-

"Okay, here your weapon to use for the time being." Note hand Venture a handgun, which Venture reminds him of a sidearm from a shooting video game he played. "Here three magazines. Use them wisely since you won't get any more during the testing." Note hand over the three magazines for the handgun. Venture just put them into his pockets for the time being.

Following by the instinct, Venture figures a way to eject the magazine from the handgun and check how many bullets are inside it. Counting 7 rounds; therefore, the other magazines should have 7 as well. Giving Venture a total of 21 bullets to use.

"So..." Venture looks at Note blankly, wondering if she wants him to kill her again, something he finds impossible to do since he still has no idea how to beat Note still. Furthermore, Venture can't really use [Illusions Magic] either due to his instinct yelling danger if he so much as use a hint of [Magic]. Therefore, after this whole thing, Venture planning to head to the library to research on [Skill] and [Title] again, but more in-depth.

"Same as last night. You're to kill me. I'll see how much different you can do with a weapon." Note said to Venture before she heads deep into the forest like before, but this time Venture quietly and quickly follows Note. With the handgun pointing at Note's back head.

In hindsight, Venture recalls how Note never said anything about when to start nor did she say anything about him having to stay in one spot before searching for her. Therefore, Venture practices his stealth in the morning until it's time for him to meet up with Note for the testing.

Hopefully, this time Venture can make a difference compared to before and he won't bother thinking about killing Note as that's currently an impossible task to do by just relying on this handgun along with the knowledge and instinct of a master assassin.

A man who has no idea how he came into this world, but just know that he read lots of stories related to what happened to him, but Venture knows that every day is a chance of him dying either from monsters, fellow humans or even due to bad luck. All Venture knows is that he need to find out why he here and how can he return home, if that even possible. 

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Finally the time for the computer lab class where we jabber non-stop. We were solving the assignment questions. He was typing and slowly softening his voice said, "You know I want to eat human flesh... "
"Why?Those chicken meat are not enough! That you want to eat humans."
"Nope.Actually I wanna eat you up! "
"I am not tasty. Don't worry! "
But wait... Didn't I take this too literally. His habit of using pun to describe and chat we everytime is obvious. 
He started tittering. 

I gave a second thought. And the second thought was the worst thing I could think. Immediately my face flushed red and I bowed my head not being able to keep eye contact. Through the corner of my eye I could see his smirk at the corner of his lips. 
"I thought you are innocent. But you aren't. It's fun teasing you! "
"Yeah yeah you only have the right to tease me... as if! "
"Seriously, it's fun. "
I started focussing on the question. But couldn't regain my concentration level. 
To ease the atmosphere he started chatting. 
"Which one do you think is better? Is it the stylus or the digital pen? "
"I think it's stylus. "
"No you are wrong it's digital pen. "
"Why and How? "

He started explaining while I was gazing his movements. But how much he tries that particular chat cannot get off my head. My mind was still away in those thoughts. I couldn't get rid of it. 
Just think if someone you like suddenly says intentionally or out of a pure sense of humor and that too you like the person. Can you think anything other than it? 
To me it's No.

[COMPLETED]
First deep Crush in our life is something unforgettable indeed. Especially when that special person is very close to you yet difficult for you to reach. Here, this novel revolves around a College girl,Sonnet whose first crush is her lab partner, Sky. Sonnet is a shy girl who doesn't know how to express herself clearly and has never been, not even thought about being in love.She had only one motto in her life "Study hard and find a good job after graduation."What magical experiences unfolds when this serious and shy girl meets a jovial but studious guy who changes her life history!The change she couldn't even dream of. And whether she will ever be able to express her feelings for him or not or those feelings will stay forever breeding the pain in her heart and grow further. Better Read it to find out!

Luo Jingyi stirred when the pitter-patter of rain drifted to her ears. A quick look at the digital clock told her she slept more than 6 hours. Feeling recharged, she stretched lazily.  Whatever Han Peng told her last night, it was already forgotten by the time she went to bed. She didn't want to stir their attention in the capital yet. But it seemed, dealing with the Han's was inevitable. 
Her brown eyes fell outside. Drawn by the rain trickling down the glass, she jumped out of the bed and stepped closer to the window. 
Ever since coming to this world, she has a love and hate relationship with the rain. There's an inexplicable affinity. Because it was the one which comforted her on her death. At the same time, there's that hatred. Every time it rains, it dampens her moods. Perhaps, because all the bad moments in her life—whether past or present—happened when it was raining. Looking at the present, it felt there was impending doom.
"What could it be this time?" she murmured softly. Ignoring that feeling, she decided not to put much thought into it. 
In the kitchen, she prepped a vegetarian meal. While she was mixing up the vegetables, her eyes fell to the reporter on tv. 
"Retired Finance Minister Chen Hao released a public announcement that his son, Minister Chen and his grandson, Dr. Chen Guozhi were no longer part of the Chen family. The former is under investigation for embezzlement of public funds and money laundering while the latter is facing multiple counts of murder. We weren't able to interview the retired minister because he left to get medical treatment overseas for his long term ailment. Through his lawyer,  an announcement has been made.  His shares for GM Gen Hospital were already sold and all other equities in his name will be distributed to the family of his grandson's victims." 

Jingyi looked at the television blankly  The last sentence painted the old man Chen to be honorable. They just didn't have an idea. Her mind went to what happened 3 days before. 

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Three days ago...
Luo Jingyi placed the documents in front of the old man.  Chen Hao's timeworn face was scrunched up with anger.  
"I didn't know that after giving Gen.  Lacroix's a favor,  you are going to stab me like this?" 

"Let's be honest Chairman. It wasn't because of the General's recommendation that I got the job. It was by my own merits.  And let's not deny that you've used my name in every chance to promote the hospital's trauma program. " 

In the medical circle,  Luo Jingyi is a well-known trauma and cardiothoracic surgeon.  There were better offers before she decided to join GM Gen. Hospital. The old man offered her the position  Chief of Surgery but she refused.  She doesn't want to spend time on the organizational aspect of the surgery department which involves more of brushing shoulders with well-known people rather than being in the OR to save lives.  She preferred being hands-on.  
She was an attending at the hospital but he gave her as much freedom as Chief Zhao has. With her strategic move, GM Gen. Hospital which was Level 2 trauma center rose to Level 1 in a span of a year. 

What Dr. Luo said was true. Although they paid her handsomely for her work,  it's true that his family benefited a lot.  The hospital revived his family's reputation which has been mudded after the continuous declaration of bankruptcy.  
"But 40% of the shares is daylight robbery, Dr.  Luo." 
"Chairman,  I'm buying the shares at its current value.  It's not a loss for you.  On top of that,  I am offering you a way out.  This is to protect the hospital.  Once your son and grandson get arrested,  the hospital shares will plummet. Do you want it to be destroyed?"
He didn't want to.  The hospital was started by his forefathers and he promised on her mother's graves, he will protect it.  

"Can I buy it back in the future? "
"You can't. " Luo Jingyi admitted honestly. 
"Why not?" Anger was starting to well up in his chest. 

"Because it's ours, to begin with." 
The old man was surprised by her answer and prodded, "What do you mean? " 
Luo Jingyi was too lazy to go further.  At the same time,  it will be difficult to explain.  

"Why don't you sign the document?" she asked seconds later and pushed the pen in front of him. 
He took the pen that felt so heavy in his grasp. The man didn't even skim over the documents and signed. 
"Are you sure you don't want to read it? "
"It doesn't matter." 
"Then you wouldn't mind paying 15 million each  for all his victims?" 
"What?!" The man trembled with rage. He grabbed the document but Jingyi already took the originals and placed a copy on the table. 

" Please look at the last page." 
Chairman Chen's knees weakened. He mumbled incorrigibly, "No-No- I didn't sign anything-will- sue you."
"Be my guest. But you will just drag your family's name down to the mud."
The man felt he was going to have a heart attack. He can't believe he lost everything because of his grandson. 
"At least with this, you'll be seen as the hero. That's my parting gift Chairman. I hope you have a speedy recovery." Jingyi said when she stood up. But as a doctor,  Jingyi knew he only has 2-3 months left.  

Before she walked away,  she turned back. 

"By the way, I never stab from behind Chairman.  People who do that are cowards. I always confront my enemies from the front." 

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Thinking of it now,  she could have spared Chairman Chen but he closed his eyes to the truth.  He was aware of Chen Guozhi using people as test subjects in his experiments but he did nothing. He went as far as bribing the police when someone suspected Dr. Chen.  He might have done the same thing if she wasn't quick enough to trap them in her elaborate plans.  
Perhaps his illness was retribution.  Although you can never put a price on someone's life, she simply hoped that the families of the victim would be appeased.  

Shaking her head,  Jingyi turned off the stove and suddenly didn't have the appetite to eat.  
She went back to the bedroom. As she was rummaging through her closet, her brows were furrowed because it felt like she didn't have enough clothes. She made a mental note to go shopping. 
In the end, she chose a dark blue sleeveless dress and put on a gray cardigan. Feeling satisfied with her attire, she left the bedroom, grabbed her car keys and left her apartment. 
…
Thirty minutes later, Luo Jingyi was having difficulty in finding a parking spot because someone else has taken her assigned lot.  When she managed to find one, she had to park slowly to avoid hitting someone else car, especially that the vehicles were too close. She scoured for an umbrella at the backseat, but finding none, she jumped out and sprinted to the entrance. 

Suddenly, a black car passed through and she got splashed on by puddle of water.

"You've got to be kidding me?!" she yelped, looking at her dress.

….

I will never clip my wings for a man. 
I will never bow down to anyone. 
I, Jingyi will rise from the graves to take back what's mine. 

....
“You can never be anyone’s. Only Mine.”
....

Jealousy and greed pushed Qin Jingyi’s family to the cusp of death. Desperate to flee from her captors, Qin Jingyi threw herself at sea. 
As the flurry of rain pattered on her dying body, she cursed the heavens for her fate. Perhaps the gods pitied her that when she opened her eyes again, she finds herself in the modern times, in the body of Luo Jingyi. 
With a second life granted to her, which path will she tread on? 
Especially that the similarity of this world to her previous, is very uncanny. With scheming bitches and all their entourage on her tails, will history repeat itself? 
Or will she, Jingyi finally stand at the pinnacle's edge as a victor? 

*
With his dimpled grins, Yun Jinghan can make anyone's heart melt. But no one knows, his carefree countenance is nothing but an outer shell. Beneath the facade is a devil in disguise. A wolf in sheep's clothing. 
Unknown to the world, he's the powerful man behind the giant, Terra Firma Corporation. He crushes businesses like ants and kills enemies with one decisive move. He is truly, a certified villain in the business world. 

His heart belonged to none. Not until he meets Luo Jingyi. 

Eight years since coming to the present world, Jingyi had lived her life quietly. She has built her reputation as one of the best trauma and cardiothoracic surgeon in the country. 
She’s a perfectionist and driven to succeed. At the same time, she avoids emotional entanglement with other people. 

Her not so complicated life decidedly turned less so when she gets entangled with a shameless devil who wouldn't take no for an answer. The dashingly handsome billionaire became her instant fiancé. 

What kind of love story do you think will unfold between the two? 

Will Yun Jinghan be able to warm her heart that has been frozen because of her past? 
On top of that, with enemies lurking at every corner, will they defy odds to walk down the aisle of happy ever after? 


Jump in and brace yourselves because their love story's going to rock your world. 

.....
A/N: NO RAPE or MAJOR MISUNDERSTANDINGS

The cover isn't mine. Credits to the owner. 
.....
An original story of mine posted only on Webnovel.
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Of course Jake was Emily's boss and if he asked she would have to abandon what she was doing to talk to him, but Jake didn't want to do that because it would be bad for himself and it was he who had put so many responsibilities on Emily to do and so he had to tell them beforehand to talk to her.
After Eva left to go to the restaurant Jake also decided to go to Matthew's house, Matthew was a man who didn't like offices and was almost always at his house, so Jake never had to call beforehand to let him know when he was going.
When Jake arrived the maids soon took him to the living room to wait until they let Matthew know that Jake had arrived, in a few minutes just as he expected who had arrived was Oliver who was now much closer to Matthew and almost spent all his time in this house.
"Hi, Jake, how long, I thought you would come here at the end of last year, so we were waiting for you."
"Hi, Oliver, I didn't come here at the end of last year because I didn't want to bother you again, I didn't need money like last time and I was able to wait for you to close the balance sheet and prepare the profit-sharing correctly."
"So this is what happened, if you need, you can look for us at the end of the year, we already have the values ​​prepared long before the end of the balance sheet."
"I have been watching your games at the university, your team really played very well, even though I don't understand basketball so much I was impressed that you are close to breaking a game record without losing."
"I am very happy with this, my team is really doing well and I hope we will continue to win the games until we win the NCAA tournament this year."
"You are playing very well, I saw that you were the best player in all of the college basketball last season and this one too, I always knew you were a basketball genius, but not even I expected you to be so amazing."
"Thanks for the compliments, but I think I still have a lot to improve if I really want to become one of the best players, there are still a lot of players who are much better than me in many ways."
"That's right, I think you may be able to play as well as Michael Jordan in the future, so you'll be better than him because he won several marathons and gold medals too, Hahaha."
Jake and Oliver talked about several things that happened in that time when they didn't talk, the two were friends besides talking about business, sometimes Jake thought he was more friends with Oliver and Matthew than Joseph, maybe it was because he was almost 50 years of mental age.
In addition, they had known each other for over 8 years and now that Jake was older there was a lot that Oliver talked to him that he couldn't talk about a few years ago, they also had a lot of topics for them to talk about.
After that, they went over to where Matthew was, while they were talking Matthew was solving some of the company's problems and was also remembering about the report he had to tell Jake about sales of the new digital camera.
"Hi, Jake, I thought you wouldn't be coming to talk to me about the company anymore, Hahaha, I'm sure you'll be happy when you hear the sales were good last year."
Jake was excited when he saw how happy Matthew was to talk about the company's sales, Jake hoped they would actually be able to sell more digital cameras this time, because the first time they sold the digital camera, Matthew's company didn't have much recognition with one of the best camera manufacturers.
So the company had to invest a lot in marketing and advertising and most people were suspicious of the company and did not buy the camera because they were not confident if it was really the best digital camera.
So some people started to buy the camera believing and then saw that the camera was really good, the television programs also spoke with professionals in the field who confirmed the quality of the camera that was better than all the professional cameras on the market.
So they managed to have a good sale after three years, this time the advertisement said that this digital camera was much better than the previous digital camera, so some bought it and saw that it really was sometimes better than the previous camera.
So whoever bought before and had financial resources would certainly buy again, and whoever didn't buy because they still had doubts would buy because a company with more than 1 successful product was a respectable brand.
"Hahaha, I know you're curious, okay I'll say, our company achieved the sales record last year, we sold just over 9 million digital cameras, as we sell at a price of one thousand and one hundred dollars, we had a total over 9 billion and $ 900 million in sales."
Jake was really shocked by this much sales, he knew that currently, the digital camera market was at its best and that Matthew's company digital camera was the best on the market for sure.
But not even he imagined getting almost 10 billion dollars in sales, in the last year he had been impressed with the 4 billion dollars in sales of their company, now they have sold more cameras than in almost three years with the latest model of the camera.
That way Matthew would continue to make more money from his company than from the shares that even Jake hadn't thought it would be, but that was very good too, the money that Matthew has earned in the past few years has exceeded what he has earned since opening the company and what I would gain in another 20 years.
"In addition, we were able to earn an additional $ 220 million in sales with the other digital camera and webcam sales, so in total, we earned $ 10 billion and $ 120 million from sales in 1997."
"As we spent less on advertising this time and didn't have to invest in production like we did last time and sold more, we made 60 percent profit from those sales, so we received a profit of $ 6 billion and $ 72 million."
Jake was even more impressed by this, he had talked to Matthew and heard that Matthew intended to get a higher percentage of profit this time because the company was already developed and was able to meet the demand for the products.
But Jake could never expect that they managed to increase by more than 10 percent of profits, Jake knew that part of it was for the amount that was 100 dollars more expensive and it cost the same as the last camera to produce.
He naturally knew how they achieved this value, normally a camera like this would cost much more to develop the technology, to arrive at the final product and also to buy the electronic components from the suppliers.
But since it was Jake who said exactly what they needed to do and also Matthew's own company that manufactured the components that were more expensive, the final value of the camera was much cheaper.
In addition, their company manufactured only a few products and did not have as many employees to pay wages, and they got a discount for buying a lot from suppliers and selling the product at twice the price it cost to produce, which is why their profit was so big like that.
Matthew would receive more than 4 billion and 500 million with his profit share and Jake would receive 303 million and 600 thousand dollars with the participation he had in the company, as Jake had received the shares he had of the company for free, he actually I was very happy to earn so much without investing anything.
"As you know we have to invest a lot in the company again, so again we are going to take 25 percent of the value of the profits and reinvest in the company and 75 percent as a share of the profits."
Jake naturally understood this and agreed with Matthew, in addition, his share was not very large so he would not have to invest much, but Matthew would invest more than $ 1 billion in the company again for the next products.
The truth was that an investor would think it would be a waste to do so, they did not do it because even with all that profit the company's stock market valuation was only 5 billion dollars, thinking how they got more than that amount in profit could be seen as that value was not correct.
So maybe Matthew didn't think about investing half of what they had earned again, a lot of the money invested in the last year hadn't been used yet, they didn't intend to further expand the company and increase the maximum production capacity that they haven't yet had been used.
For investments in technology that Jake had already explained how much less investment was needed than normal, moreover, Matthew was preparing because Jake said that in the future they would have a hard time surviving in the market just by selling digital cameras.
They had to keep investing in technology to put digital cameras in their cell phones as Jake had said, just so the company's market value would increase a lot and their future was guaranteed.
But the truth was that Matthew was already prepared for future failure of the company and that sales would decrease, when that happened he could simply sell the company and so they would earn several times more than they could before Jake helped.
Jake was very happy because after receiving his profit share he no longer had to worry about money, he would soon enter the NBA and also receive millions of salary and endorsements.
But he was happier because he had more money to invest in the Cisco company because he knew he could still earn a lot in those next two years before selling all the shares in 2000.


A person who lived the life to the maximum even being a person with paralysis, always played his favorite sport basketball, even if alone, follow the story of Jake Smith to be happy with a second chance.
Jake who suffered a lot in his life, was unable to use his legs, lost his mother, was even more optimistic, before his death he received help from the fate that will be his system when he returns to age of 10, now that Jake can do it all over again, he will become a pro at basketball, and give a better life to his mother, and do everything he can to be happy

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　After eating, Lin Xu entered the study room again. Lin Jian was very pleased with this. Haha smiled and said: "It is the merit of the singer. The rise of the singer has not only brought the Holy Power to me, but also brought the Holy Power to me. Even the gangs have used a lot of work. But who is this singer? It should not be in Kyoto, it may be in a local college, tomorrow, let local people look up and see if there are such good seedlings. !"

　　Lin Xu re-entered into the St. Wen. After so many world recommendations from the Great God, Lin Xu's "Water Melody" actually broke through the million mark in a meal, reaching the point of 13,000 subscriptions. After all, most of you were still skeptical about Lin Xu's article. What good things can a child write? Therefore, although many people saw Lin Xu's update, they did not go to see his article. Until such a big god recommended, he finally made his subscription show a blowout.

　　Lin Xu's greatest sacred power has also risen directly to more than 5,000. Because of the one-on-one breakthrough rewards, Shengli will continue to grow with the increase of sales. For every hundred dollars sold, you can grow a little holy. Force, this sale is not a reward.

　　Lin Xu didn't pay much attention to other things. There are so many subscriptions. If your own updates can't keep up, it's a waste of so many subscriptions. You must take advantage of this good opportunity and update some things. The novel can't be updated. Then update the poetry.

　　However, Lin Xu's most important thing is to buy a more convenient input tool, so he opens the mall. The mall is divided into several categories: "Sacred Learning Class", "Saint Wenling Class", and "Shengli Attack Skills Class". , "Wenbao Class", "St. Lidan", "Wenbao Refining Law", "St. Lidan Refining Law", "Saint Lidan Medicinal Materials", "Wenbao Materials", "Others" class"!

　　After Lin Xu read the introduction, he clicked on the "Wenbao" class. It turned out that these writers were all written by the writers and writers themselves. Lin Xu knew that these things can be homemade. It is necessary for me to learn such a production skill, to make the most convenient pen, and even to find a way to make the keyboard. At that time, I can fly.

　　However, it is still necessary to first look at whether you can buy a hard pen, so he puts a pen in the Wenbao class, and a whole bunch of strange pens appear in front of him.

　　The level of Wenbao is divided into: spirit, holy, and god.

　　Lin Xu can only use Lingbao as a writer, and junior writers can only use the primary Lingbao. Because the primary Lingbao enters the holy text, a word only costs about 10 points. Intermediate Lingbao needs to spend about 20 points.

　　The junior writer has just been promoted. Generally, there are only three thousand points of holy power. If you write with the intermediate Lingbao, you will reach two hundred words. I am afraid that there will be four thousand holy forces. If the writer is a junior writer, he will not be able to breathe. After writing the article, if the Holy Spirit is restored, it is better to use the primary Lingbao to write. Although it is slower than the intermediate Lingbao, it is faster than restoring the Holy Spirit.

　　Moreover, more importantly, the price of the primary Lingbao starts from one thousand holy coins, while the price of the intermediate Lingbao starts from five thousand holy coins. The price difference is really too big, and the non-local tyrants will not be at the primary writer. Buy intermediate-level Lingbao at the stage.

　　Although Lin Xu had more than 10,000 holy coins after the division, it was better to use the primary Lingbao, so he chose the primary Lingbao.

　　A slippery spirit pen is a primary spiritual treasure, all kinds of, including the author's whimsy, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and from the price, costly, writing speed can be judged some spiritual pen The price/performance ratio comes.

　　However, if Lin Xu just buys an ordinary pen, it is better to continue to use the existing one. He wants to try his luck and see if he can have a hard pen. If not, he should consider whether he is taking the time to learn. The skills created by Wenbao, and then make a pen out.

　　Fortunately, Lin Xu found that there is a pen that resembles a hard pen. This is a kind of pen that is similar to the principle of a water core pen. Before writing, you need to pour ink into the pen holder behind the pen, and then you can start writing. However, a tube of ink, it is estimated to write about a thousand words, but also to refill the ink.

　　Lin Xu looked at the above introduction. It turned out that an Wenbao refiner was in the early stage, and suddenly had a whimsy. He felt that it was too much trouble to use ink on his brush. So he invented this pen, but everyone's sacred text. The teacher started with the first word practice, wrote a brush for a few years, and who would easily change his pen? Therefore, his pen hangs here for decades, and there are many people watching it, but no one has placed an order until Lin Xu orders to buy it.

　　And when Lin Xu bought this pen, among a group of Wenbao makers, a person named Qixiang sent a message: "Someone bought my pen!"

　　"Just kidding, although your pen is creative, but it is too hard to write, it is not suitable for writing! UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　"Yeah, who is likely to buy your pen, you are wrong!"

　　"If you really buy it, it must be a fool!"

　　So the whimsy issued a sales record and said: "You look at it, it is he bought my pen!"

　　Everyone looked at it and was amazed because the record they saw was: "Sauer bought your primary pen and got 1099 holy coins!"

　　"I rely on, Sao, this is not the writer who just broke the record of the junior writer's assessment today?"

　　"More than that, an article he wrote today was recommended by Jiujian Dashen!"

　　"Sure enough, the wonderful people have wonderful ideas. He bought all your wonderful pens!"

　　Imagine: "Haha... I said it earlier. I only know the benefits of this pen when I can only understand the benefits of it. I really didn't expect it. It was a genius who bought it! Haha... Since Saskatchewan supports it I, in the future, I am his iron powder. I don't want this 1099 holy coin. I will reward him to Sao, and I will be his iron powder!"

　　Everyone: "..."

　　Lin Xu didn't know that he could bring out so many things when he bought a pen. At the moment, he discovered that he actually had a virtual space. The pen he bought was lying in the virtual space. Lin Xu thought, this one The pen went to his own hand.

　　"I don't know if I can put it in again?" So he thought, so the pen in his hand went into the space again. "Sure enough, try something else!"

　　So Lin Xu tried a variety of things, and found that ordinary things can't be put into space, only things related to the holy text can be put into the space. This is very convenient, at least not to carry the pen and paper on the body.

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"This is pis*ing me off!"
After taking the elevator back to the surface, Berkeley cursed at Jiang Chen for stepping in and cussed at Emma who made him look like a fool in front of everyone. He vaguely recalled how people around him looked at him when he was leaving the venue.
He had never felt so useless!
A Porsche was parked at the side of the road. Seeing his young master approaching, the driver immediately got out of the car and opened the door for him.
Compared to the first few days of opening, there were more vehicles on Penglai's roads. Some affluent cruise ships were built with garages and cars followed the ship around. Berkeley's ship apparently was part of this category. When he came to Penglai, he set sail directly from a private port in Cali.
Berkeley was feeling gloomy.
"Drive me back to the hotel."
"Yes."
Seeing that the young master was in a terrible mood, the driver could guess that the master must've encountered some unpleasant events at the party. As a professional suck-up, it was the perfect opportunity to ease the mind of his young master! Halfway through the trip, Berkeley's mood improved slightly and the driver asked, "Master Berkeley, who had the courage to make you unhappy?"
"Jiang Chen," Berkeley said emotionlessly.
The driver suddenly shivered.
[Fu*k, there's no solution to this!]
However, Berkeley added, "And Emma."
Explaining the cause and aftermath to his driver Tate, Berkeley sunk into his seat and stopped talking. Thanks to Emma, he still must think about how he to explain this fiasco to his father. After all, his father viewed his own reputation above anything else.
Even now, he had no self-awareness that it might be his fault.
With Jiang Chen's protection, Emma was untouchable. However, this wasn't any problem for Tate - before he drove for the man with too much money, he was a Hollywood paparazzi. In order to earn his salary, what kind of means had he not attempted?
His eyeballs turned, Tate held the wheel while lowering his voice.
"Master, I have a way."
"Say it," Berkeley said impatiently.
"Since this b*tch is doing whatever she wants because of her protection, then we will first take away her protection before making a move. Just..." Tate whispered a few words next to Berkeley. 
After listening, Berkeley's eyes turned brighter and brighter. Suddenly he slapped his thigh with a big smile.
"Haha, Tate," Berkeley hooked Tate's shoulder and laughed. "You're such a bad boy!"
Instantly, his bad mood disappeared.
[Just Wait! I'll make you pay the price!]
Berkeley licked his lips, and he began to plan in his mind. After he got that arrogant little girl to bow her head, he would torture her.
...
The waiters withdrew the cooked dishes and replaced them with delicate and delicious desserts. The sweet but not greasy ice cream stimulated Jiang Chen's taste buds. Even though he didn't like sweets in general, he fell in love with this ice cream he couldn't name.
Jiang Chen secretly made up his mind. After the party was over, he would go to the kitchen to get the recipe of the ice cream then ask Ayesha to make it for him.
After dessert was over and the guests savored the food, this evening party entered the final and most crucial part - the charity auction.
The items to be presented at the auction were donated by people from all walks of life. Jiang Chen donated a pen that he used for a price of 100,000 US Dollar. Compared to Julian Schnabel's Pearl on the Pacific, a pen undoubtedly paled in comparison. However, the most important factor was how much money being donated, not the price of the items auctioned.
Because it was a charity auction, most of those sitting there were successful with prestige and reputation. After auctioning an item, the organizer would report the names of the winners to satisfy the vanity of the donors.
At the reception of the waiter, Jiang Chen and Xia Shiyu went to the next venue and sat in the corner.
The guests were already seated and the waiter standing at the door gently closed the door.
It was almost time for the show. The host of the party, Mr. Galloway, stepped onto the stage, then he looked at the guests with a smile.
"I'm extremely happy and very grateful to see you here today. We are here for the same purpose, for those who need help..."
There was not any highlight in the opening remarks. For Jiang Chen, an atheist who didn't feel much compassion, Galloway's words didn't interest him. Compared to charity, he was more concerned about what interesting things he could win from this auction.
Without disappointing Jiang Chen, when Mr. Galloway finished his section, the beauty wearing a UNICEF uniform came forward. In the red wooden box she was holding. it was an antique teacup.
"The cup belonged to Queen Victoria with over two hundred years of history. The donor was the Duke of Edwards from London. The starting price is five million!"
There was applause at the venue. People paid their respects to this generous Duke and raised their bidding cards.
In the end, the teacup used by the Queen was sold for a price of seventeen million US Dollar.
The second item was also an antique, nothing remarkable.
For the third item, Jiang Chen immediately paid more attention
Because the upcoming item was the pen he used. The starting price was 100,000 US Dollar!
To be honest, he was looking forward to the final auction price of the pen. However, reality was cruel. The auction room was quiet for two seconds without anyone bidding. Seeing that his own pen was about to go unbidden, Jiang Chen's expression suddenly turned awkward.
[I may have overestimated myself!]
Looking at Jiang Chen's awkward look, Xia Shiyu giggled at the scene.
She took the card and wrote a series of zeros on it. She was preparing to bid for the pen.
However, at that time, a sign was raised from the other side of the venue, and the host turned his attention to the other side while exclaiming.
"One million! Directly increased the price by ten times! Our winner is Carmen Rothschild! Let us give our applause to this generous gentleman and give it to this generous family..."
Applause rang, but Jiang Chen felt embarrassed.
He noticed Carmen was sitting there smiling, then raised his cup.
[Well, finally someone recognized its true value.]
The fourth piece of merchandise was the "Pearl of the Pacific," the most prized item, which pushed the atmosphere to the climax. With a starting price of five million, the price increase must not be less than one hundred thousand. However, as soon as the painting was put out, a wealthy man already doubled the price to ten million!
However, it was a pity that his competitor is Jiang Chen.
After some competition, when the third sound of the hammer fell, the painting was eventually sold at a high price of 110 million US Dollar by Jiang Chen. A painting sold for 110 million US Dollar, even for the many wealthy individuals at the party, it was still a shocking and ridiculous final price.
Many celebrities focused Jiang Chen with undisguised desire. At the same time, they gave Xia Shiyu, who was sitting next to him, the dirtiest and most jealous look.
The fifth item appeared and immediately attracted Jiang Chen's attention.
It was a simple notebook. 
To be precise, it was a codebook. 
The origin of this codebook was somewhat unique...


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


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