Caelum hunt was down in the dumps. life was looking bleak with his only reason to keep going being his remaing family. Well thats until he met the greatest troll of all time, and then things got exciting. Maybe a little too exciting.

"ZELRETCH!!!!!! You bastard!!!!!"

By the second day, the video posted on all of Iris Long's social media accounts already accumulated a combined total of more than 10 million views. And the amount was still climbing every hour.
A big part of this was because her name was repeatedly mentioned alongside a superstar like Jin Chonglin.
Not mentioning Jin Chonglin's massive army of fans, there were also a lot of bored netizens who only wanted to discuss something exciting. The rumoured love triangle between Iris Long, Jin Chonglin and Fan Luo definitely counted as an exciting topic.
Adding to the rumour of Iris Long's secret pregnancy with Jin Chonglin as the father of their love child, it was a recipe for a potential scandal. Something that these bored netizens were always eager to sink their bloodthirsty fangs on.
There was less than two weeks remaining until Iris Long's comeback album "Rebirth" would be released.
JJ's record label and Bright Summit Entertainment Company heavily promoted her upcoming comeback album online, on TV and radio commercials, newspapers and public advertisements.
This hinted to everyone the confidence JJ and Bright Summit had for Iris Long. People were baffled but also curious as to why.
Was Iris Long really talented to garner this kind of excellent treatment from these bigshots?
Wasn't she only a second-rate teen pop idol who was just lucky to have viral songs?
What poison did she feed JJ and Bright Summit to sign someone like her under their companies?
Even though she was already popular before her abrupt retirement, her previous record label and talent management company never promoted her as hard as this.
She managed to enjoy decent fame before because many of her songs were catchy and went viral. However, her songs were like shooting stars. They would shine brilliantly for a short period of time before disappearing amidst the sea of other brighter stars.
JJ's record label released previews of some of her music videos online. Iris and Bright Summit actively shared them to their own respective online followers.
These previews topped the search and view rankings in various websites. After people watched them, they were shocked by Iris' drastic change in style.
"Wow. Is this even Iris Long? She looks completely different from before. I'm not saying that her face changed or anything like that. Her face looks the same as before but looks…different. Am I even making sense? Do people understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Poster above. Yes, we know what you mean."
"Oh my God. It's just a preview but I already cried watching 'Phantom of Your Love'."
"The credits say that Iris Long is also the composer of these songs. Are you kidding me? Does she even know how to compose songs?"
"Poster above. Answer: ghost composer."
"The song 'Black Star' gave me goosebumps! I can't wait to hear the whole song!"
"What sorcery is this? This is not Iris Long! I don't believe it. It must be an impostor!"
"I didn't know that Iris Long could play the piano."
"What playing the piano? It must be a camera trick or CG. Who'll believe that she can play the piano? If she really can, she would've bragged about it and showed it off for everyone to see a long time ago. Why wait until now?"
The reactions were mixed. Many of the fans of her previous musical style of dance pop didn't know how to feel about this drastic change.
A few of them were dismayed, accusing Iris Long of being a traitor, even becoming her anti-fans.
Some of them were very excited and thought that this style suited her voice better.
The majority were neutral, withholding their verdicts until the album was officially released.
An announcement was posted on all of Iris Long's social media accounts. She would be performing on "MusicFest Tonight" this coming Friday, a week before the official release of her album "Rebirth".
"MusicFest Tonight" was a popular concert TV program aired live every Friday night from 7:30 PM to 9:30 PM, where singers, bands, idol groups, and musicians perform in front of a large audience.
The previous Iris Long was a frequent guest performer in this program because many of her songs were quite popular that time. It would be more than two years since she performed on this stage.
"MusicFest Tonight" would mark her official comeback performance since her disappearance and abrupt retirement two years ago.
Many were looking forward to this coming Friday's "MusicFest Tonight" episode for different reasons.
Her haters couldn't wait for her to mess up her comeback performance, humiliate herself, and become a laughingstock.
It was a fact, however, that people were curious about Iris Long. She disappeared for so long after all.
How would she perform?
Was the hype surrounding her upcoming comeback album "Rebirth" worth it?
Was she really changing her musical style?
Would this change in style be successful?
What really happened to her during her absence?
All sorts of questions popped into people's minds. They were hoping that Iris Long would provide them with answers this coming Friday.


A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

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Chapter 246. Buying a building 
"Ren, what is this?"
Ren's mother said as she gaped at the luxurious building in front of her.
"Can't you see it's a building? Or I should say that it is our new home."
Ren said with a bright smile on his face but his words were enough to shock his parents.
His mother opened and closed her mouth like she wanted to say something but her words were not coming out of her mouth.
Standing in the back, his father was already shell shocked and his mind had already gone blank. 
The huge building in front of them was theirs!!
"Why are you so shocked? Your son is a big celebrity now. Buying a building or two isn't much for him. We can't live in our small house for a lifetime, right."
"I, I know that."
His mother said with a shuttering voice.
Ren hadn't told him about the building because he wanted to surprise them and his surprise had really shocked his parents. 
He had been thinking about buying a house for a long time but he was not able to find a suitable house for them online.
As he was making good money from dramas and advertisements, there was no need to hold back in spending it. 
A nice house was a desire of everyone and he wanted his parents to live a good retirement life.
In the end, Ren had asked Director Zhao for it and he had told him about a real estate agent who had then shown him around some places. 
After looking at some houses, Ren had finally settled on this building.
The building was fairly old but luxurious at the same time and it spanned a total of 2000 sq. meters. 
Ren had finalised on this building two months earlier, in October but due to work and other matters, it had been delayed. 
But a few days ago, Ren had finally signed the documents and this building was legally his now. 
"Let's go in."
Ren said and he and his parents went inside the building.
"Wow!! So beautiful. The flooring is made of marble."
"I have never seen such shiny wallpapers before. It looks expensive."
His parents once again gaped when they saw the interior of the building. They had never seen such a house before in their life.
It was almost like they were in some kind of fairy tale.
"Ren, can I touch things here?"
Ren laughed when he heard that. His mother was acting really timid, unlike her actual personality. 
"Why are you asking? It's our house anyway. We don't have to ask for permission here."
When his mother heard that, she began going around the house, checking everything.
The building was too big for them to explore in a short time. After exploring for sometime, his parents both looked at Ren.
"How much is the cost of the whole building?"
His father asked. 
"It was just 5 million dollars."
"5 million dollars….what?? 5 million!!?"
His father's expression was a sight to see when he heard the price of the building. He even choked on his saliva because of the shocking amount.
"Ren, this building is too expensive."
"It's fine. I'm earning lots of money currently and it's not like I spent all my money in it. I still have a lot of money in my account."
Ren's earning's mainly come from his movies, dramas and most importantly advertisements.
He was also planning to release a debut album soon, so his earnings would only increase in the future.
"But still, buying a whole building isn't necessary. It would be tough to maintain the whole building anyway."
"I would hire a maid. So, you don't have to worry about cleaning or cooking. You once wanted to open a cafe for your retirement plan, right? We can now open one downstairs."
Hearing all of that, his parents were not able to say much. Their son had already decided everything and they can see that he was doing it for them.
Honestly, Ren should have done this way earlier but it was really busy with his work.
It's only been 1 and a half years since «Secret spy» was released. Many things had happened since then and Ren was mostly busy in his projects. 
As his popularity was rising quickly, there was a need to stabilise it. So, he was neglecting his parents in all of this.
The most he had done was the trip to Los Angeles. 
'Drip!''Drip!'
Suddenly, his mother started crying.
"Dear, what happened?"
"Mother, are you ok?"
Ren also came close to her but she pushed him away, as he cleaned off the tears from her sleeves. 
Then, she said.
"No, I'm just too happy. Ren has grown so much and has made us proud."
"Yes, he had."
Ren just kept standing there without saying anything. He didn't feel like he could butt in the conversation. 
His mother would rarely cry and the last time she had cried was when they had gone to watch «Secret spy» together. 
More than his mother, his father's attitude surprised him.
Ren knows well that his father would rarely show his emotions but today, he was looking at Ren with a rare smile.
It was like he was not hiding himself. 
"Anyway, let's go eat outside today. I'm going to southern China tomorrow, so let's enjoy today."
Ren and the other cast members will board the flight tomorrow in the afternoon. The staff was already there for a week.
They were setting up everything before the cast cones there.
"Yes, let's go."
Ren and his parents have an enjoyable dinner after that. It was their most enjoyable dinner in a long while. 
* * *
"There's nothing nice to see on the internet these days."
A man was sitting in front of his computer in a dark room. The computer's screen was the only light source in the whole room.
He was browsing some video streaming sites but he was not able to find anything interesting. There was nothing interesting in the other websites too. 
The man was one of those people who will frequently read entertainment news. 
Reading about celebrities and idols fascinated him but for the last two days, there was only one news on every news portal.
{The youngest actress to win the best actress award- Xiao Rin and the heavenly king who won the best actor award for the first time- Xiao Yunhai.}
The news was of the Golden dragon movie awards and the winners who won the awards.
Although Xiao Yunhai had won the award for the first time, Xiao Rin was more trending than him in the SNS websites.
The tag of the youngest actress to win the best actress award was more tempting than a heavenly king winning the best actor award. 
That's why Xiao Rin's popularity was growing astronomically. 
"It's gotten old now."
Although it was a hot topic currently, the man was already bored of it. He wanted something more exciting. 
At that moment, he suddenly found a news that was climbing quickly in the real-time search rankings. 
{Heroes shed blood as supernatural powers clash with each other. The sword slashes upwards and the gods watch in shock. The ultimate battle of the throne now begins.}
The man quickly clicked on it and what he saw shocked him.
"Xin Ren's new drama is announced!!!"


Ren, he was someone with great talent in acting and singing but due to bad luck and some wrong choices, he was only able to become a third rate actor.

After dying in an accident, he noticed that he had returned to the past.

With the help of his talents and the knowledge of future, he started his journey to become the trendiest star of the century.

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Moira was furious. Someone, more accurately, many people dared to bring harm to her brother. She glanced at the myriad of websites out there taking copies of Jericho for their own sites. "It seems these people have no idea how hard it is to live as an author."
"It seems we must accelerate your original plan, Eranoth," Jericho sighed. 
Eranoth scrunched his brows in anxiety. "But everyone will hate that. I guess I was too hopeful. I hoped that people would be honest. I hoped that things could go better. I wanted to see everyone including myself find enjoyment and happiness. It really does only take a few problematic humans to ruin everything."
Jericho nodded. "True, but what is more important? Writing until you are a shriveled husk and have to stop writing because you couldn't afford your electricity or internet bills, or making everyone upset right now so that you can write, and write properly moving forward, so you can afford these things. We all know that because of your horrible reactions to other people's colognes, perfumes, scented items, vape, smoke and other things, that you can't hold a normal job. Your health has already limited your options."
Moira nodded. "Right! You are writing to get published officially because it is one of your only hopes left. With all these people out there wanting to make you work your butt off for nothing, you are better off moving forward with your plan now rather than later. The most important thing is that the people who truly care about your work will gladly follow. Don't lump them into the 'they' that you fear. The 'they' is the minority of them, even if they are loud."
Eranoth sighed in defeat as he slumped onto Jericho's piano bench. "Logically I get it. Emotionally this is something I don't want to do. I really like interacting with these really fun people. I know they like my story as well. Alexandra's and ExtraWhiteRice's funny comments, TJinx's and Le_Berino's constant support, YoungJustice's 'defend the author' and everyone else's fun interactions and support."
Moira flicked the author's forehead. "It's not like you are dropping the story. The fans that care, will follow you. They will enjoy all the extra hard work you have put in to improving things. Think about it, all they really want is for our story to continue. You are still doing that. In fact, you are doing even more than just continuing the story."
Jericho nodded. "She's right, and on top of that you are being extremely kind and informing them of the choice you have made after days of self debate. You aren't reacting to the situation, you are acting in your best interest and their best interest. Besides, this plan has been there for a long time, you are just hastening it."
"But I was hoping to get out volume 2 before I enacted any portion of this plan. I was hoping to hoping to have volume 1 published before I enacted my plan. Only one person is following my ko-fi for my announcements. The discord was a flop. I'm afraid that this will fail just like everything else."
Jericho smiled. "When do things ever go according to plan? Besides, if you keep speaking Eranothian, you will keep confusing people."
A knock was heard at the door. 
"They are here." Moira opened it. "Everyone, You're here! Come in, come in! Eranoth's got some really exciting news that will make you happy!"
Eranoth shook his head in disbelief, "I really don't think my choice will make people happy," he muttered to himself. 
A horde of over 500 people crowded into the living room killing off any breathing room. "What is this news you have to tell us?"
Eranoth clenched his fist as he struggled to find the words. "I'm leaving the internet writing scene."
The group was in uproar and some people left before hearing the rest of what the author was trying to say.
"I mentioned before that I am going the publishing route. As I have been editing volume 1, I realized that my voice, especially when I can get it edited, doesn't really match the air of internet writing. So, coming up, you will see a significantly improved version of my work in physical book and e-book format. When I can get things out, the first place you will be able to find it at is <B>barnesandnoble.com</B>."
"Bah, paperback versions," a random person said as they walked out the door. 
Eranoth took a deep breath. "I was offered the webnovel contract, but found that the conditions for them to pay me anything were too harsh for me. For the sake of my work, I could not accept their conditions and feel happy about it."
Moira smiled. "Jericho and I are glad you chose to reject it for our sake and the sake of the royal bardians, but if you keep sacrificing like this, eventually you won't have the capability to continue."
Eranoth nodded slowly. "Right," he said before looking up at the expectant faces. "Recently, I discovered that my story has been copied and pasted onto about ten other websites without my permission. One website is calling me a translator. Another website is saying they are posted my work on their site in order to promote me. Others have said nothing. But Jericho the Bard is my intellectual property. Since I cannot earn money to pay for any of the basic necessities for an author to keep writing; these websites are doing all of us way more harm then good. So, I had to come up with a plan in order to counteract the damage that has been done."
Another person spat. "So your plan is to drop it? How dare you! We all told you not to drop it!"
Eranoth flinched as he held his own tears. "Changing mediums," he muttered. "All I'm doing is changing mediums."
Jericho sighed. "Everyone, this isn't easy for Eranoth to do or say." He turned to the author. "Eranoth, just your self-editing alone has made the future version of our story into something far more fulfilling and significantly less boring. You have already made thousands of changes. You have made many things clearer, you have simplified the difficult to understand complexities of game mechanics, and you have added more depth to the story. I'm curious to see what will happen once your editor April gets her hands on it. If you alone can make that much of a leap in progress, I'm looking forward to when she tears things to shreds and can help you see where things need more work."
Another person spoke up. "You are doing all this extra work, Why? Your story is great where it is."
Eranoth turned away took a breath and looked out the cold snowy window. "This is the only Win-Win I could find after a long time of searching. Publishing official versions of my works seems to be the best way forward. Jericho and Moira deserve this editing. They are worth more to me, than first draft vomit onto the page. You all can see and understand far more and my story will progress far better if I put in this extra work. I can potentially earn a piddly income in order to keep writing, and do things right by everyone."
Eranoth turned to face the slowly shrinking crowd once again. "Originally, I was going to post volume 2 and have volume 1 published before I took any similar actions. But after seeing the dishonesty of people on the internet, I knew I couldn't let that continue. Oh, and for all those reading this on other websites, contact your website group and let them know there are slight changes in all the chapters and that if they want to be more complete, they should restart their copy pasting ways. Everyone will be happier if they do."
"What was that about?" another random person asked. 
Eranoth grinned as the person asked about his diabolical plan. "Just a little insurance. After all, I am J Eranoth, the author of this book. If they are going to copy and paste my work onto their websites at least they should acknowledge who this book came from. But enough about them," the author's grin vanished. "If you stay with me, or follow my ko-fi, I will be able to let you know when things are officially out, and with the ko-fi, other updates as well. Thank you again for all the support you have given me so far. When things are available, I will update another chapter to let you know. Until then, please give your powerstone votes to other authors who may want/need the webnovel contract whose conditions I could not accept. The little guys need the support you can give." 
Eranoth took a breath to calm down. "I know many of you will chose to leave, knowing that the online posting of my story or chapters is no longer going to be a thing for me. I hope many of you can understand both my fears and my dreams. I hope that many of you will be happy with the fact that I care so much about everyone that I want the best for me, for you, and for my stories. I hope that more than just my story of Jericho can see the light of readers eyes. I have more works I have been working on during this time. And those who are thinking that I am a selfish person, you are right, I am. I am not someone who can sacrifice everything with a smile and say it will all work out! I am not someone who can live in this era of 'you exist therefore you must pay for the air you breath' without a means to take care of myself. If I don't do this, then eventually I would have had to stop writing because of a lack of sufficient income and/or worsening health because of my adverse reactions to most things that scream "people". I haven't been to a movie theater in years. I haven't hung out with someone in a social place in years. I can't even go over to some of my friends' houses to hang out with them. I haven't been to a church in a long time. All of this is because of my adverse reactions to colognes, perfumes, scented items (Plug-in air fresheners, candles, oils and so on), other people's vape, second hand smoke and many other harmful (to me) substances that can be found ABSOLUTELY EVERYWHERE!"
Eranoth sighed and looked down, trying not to break down in tears. "Sorry, I got on my soap box. But you never know the life an author is facing. Why are they writing? I just wish that some people would realize how much pain some of us are actually in. I'm not the only one to face this. I'm not the only author or artist out there who cannot hold a normal job. I didn't write this so you would pity me. In fact, I hate people's pity. But I want you to understand that I am doing this 51% for selfish reasons. I am a selfish person."
Moira smiled at Eranoth's courage to speak about the reality of his own life. "How is that selfish?" she asked.
Eranoth shook his head. "I don't know, but I do know that it is what most people would call it. This is hard for me. I wanted to keep interacting with you all. I really had hoped that online writing could be the answer. But things rarely go how we want them. So, I will say once more for good measure. I, J Eranoth, author of Jericho the Bard, am changing mediums officially. Again, when I am able to get it out there, the first place to look for it will be at barnesandnoble.com. I chose them as the first of many places to put my book for sale because they can reach most of you. If you are in an area that cannot access barnesandnoble.com, let me know so I can find a way to make it accessible to you. Stay with me, and I will let you know when the official published part 1 is out. Visit my Ko-Fi.com/Eranoth and I will keep people updated as to my progress towards things moving forward and also some fun flavor from time to time."
Eranoth was unable to hold back his own tears. "I will miss interacting with you guys. I hope, I dream, and I ask, will you follow me as I move forward in a direction that is different from other people who's works you have read?"
Jericho grabbed Eranoth's shoulder. 
The author flinched and tensed.
"Relax, most of them are still here. Most of them support your choice. I can tell. These are your true fans, their my true fans. These people don't care that you are changing mediums. In fact, these people are proud that you care enough to make this hard choice. They understand that you are not dropping your work. They understand that you are seeking something far better."
The author sighed and relaxed a little. "At least, I feel at peace with my choice. Well, everyone, thank again for coming. I'm sorry things had to play out this way. I, J Eranoth, will keep writing. I will keep improving and I will see you all again!" Eranoth stood and walked resolutely towards the door, trying to hide his own tears. He closed the door behind him as he walked out into the snowstorm.
The people still in the house with Jericho and Moira were silent. 
Moira smiled at the crowd. "Shall we perform one last time for you?"
Jericho sat as his piano. His fingers played the keys. His voice called out, singing about a hopeful and brighter future.

© J Eranoth

In the year 2741 Music has become a thing created solely via technology. The age of instruments had long since passed. 
Jericho grew up in a family who lived ‘outdated’ lives. From his grandfather, he learned how make, repair, and play a good amount of instruments. It was his life passion. If he lived in the early 2000s he would have become famous with the skill he possessed. 
The man worked hard on both his job at an antique shop and his failing musical career to take care of kid sister, the only family member he had left. 
Freedom online (A very generic MMO type of name) had recently been released. One of the many VRMMORPG’s created in this era. Jericho and his sister ignored the game as it was something well beyond what they could afford. 
After unknowingly experiencing both a disaster and a fortuitous encounter, Jericho and his sister are given the game with the hope this new world can bring his wonderful music to light.
New!
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It got late into the night.
While everybody else was already sound asleep, the clicking sounds from a keyboard came from the main bedroom at the top floor of the Fu family residence.
Fu Jiu was sitting in front of the computer and had successfully logged into the home screen of Director Zhang's phone. 
Many passwords for transactions were still on the webpages.
But Fu Jiu didn't touch those.
Maybe normal people didn't know.
But real hackers didn't hack to get money.
This was the principle.
What Fu Jiu wanted was simple—everything in Director Zhang's daily chat history.
"Your life sure is exciting." Fu Jiu listened to Director Zhang's voice chat history with a young woman and curled her lips. "Who knows what his wife will do after hearing this?"
Fu Jiu smiled, moved her fingers, and stopped at Director Zhang's SMS page, which clearly recorded the details of him improperly soliciting money from all the parents.
Fu Jiu took screenshots of everything and planned to compose a long article for dissemination when an unexpected bonus found its way to her.
Perhaps Director Zhang couldn't bear the loneliness and had insisted on the woman sending him a picture of herself sleeping.
That woman agreed.
Director Zhang saw that picture, and his breathing got all heavy. "Oh, my little baby, you made me hard!"
Fu Jiu decisively took off her headphones; it was so unbearable, she was afraid she would puke soon!
But, with this, the repercussions would be greater if it were posted…
A cold glint flashed in Fu Jiu's eyes. Of course, she wouldn't let people discover that she was the one who posted the long article.
In Jiang City No.1 Middle School, there were about a dozen students who were either too poor or had bad scores and didn't offer him gifts. They were all expelled by Director Zhang for miscellaneous reasons.
Fu Jiu was smart enough to include the videos of Huo Siyu pushing her and what Director Zhang had said to her in the office, along with the incidents that had happened to these dozen students.
After that, she used a virtual IP and posted all the evidence at every major marketing websites at once!
Of course, she didn't forget to send copies to Director Zhang's wife and all the teachers at every major school!
"A good show needs to be shared."
With that said, Fu Jiu switched off the television and walked to the side of her bed. Her silver hair was handsome and mysterious as always… 
The next day, at 9 a.m., Director Zhang drove into the school on time.
Was he overthinking things too much?
He felt like, ever since he got out of the car, all the students had been pointing at him.
"It's him! Look quickly!"
"I usually found him very perverted. Turns out he is nothing good after all!"
"Shh, stop, he's looking."
Director Zhang was confused. He frowned and pushed the office door open.
He saw a group of teachers who were looking at something in front of the computer.
Director Zhang had been in a bad mood the entire morning, and now those who worked under him weren't working, making him even angrier. "Go prepare your lessons, what are you looking at!"
As he was speaking, he pulled one of the teachers away. When that teacher turned and saw it was him, he stepped back with an indescribable look on his face.
Director Zhang wasn't paying attention at first, but when he saw the pictures on the screen, he immediately snatched away that person's mouse!
What, what isthis?!
What the f*ck is all this!
Why were all the pictures of him kissing his lover posted here?!


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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'Su Yue, you should lead a brilliant life even if you weren't born with a legitimate status.'
'Su Yue, don't cry. Don't cry anymore.'
'Su Yue, give birth to your child. You can give her everything you have yearned for as a child.'
'Su Yue, you can do this…'
'You're perfect to me.'
"Jiaojiao, thank you for being my side all these years. You saved my life so I will never let you down. I will live my life to the fullest."
Su Yue gazed at Jiao Chen's photo and tears silently rolled down.
Her tears fell onto the photo frame and she hastily wiped them off. She dabbed her eyes and smiled. "This is the last time I will cry." 
Jiao Chen was smiling in the photo. It was as though he was smiling at Su Yue.
…
Xuxu got someone to register for an online store on Su Yue's behalf. She chose the highest amount of cash deposit available so that it would be easier for her to get started. 
Then she got someone to design a simple yet detailed manual for her. 
Su Yue read through the manual with all seriousness. Then she selected the products stringently before she listed them in her store.
The beginning was always the most exciting part.
Su Yue spent a huge amount of time on her online store. She put up advertisements in school, and some of her classmates supported her by purchasing some products. 
But after half a month, no other orders came in.
She ended her lesson early in the afternoon. Su Yue sat on the couch with her laptop on her lap. She was navigating through her site and searched for ways to publicize her store.
The search results were mainly advertising on websites.
Or to get positive reviews from her customers.
But if she were to advertise on a popular website, she would need a hefty sum. It wasn't feasible for a startup business like hers.
Third sister-in-law had already paid for her deposit. 
Su Yue sighed deeply and she felt dejected. 
She placed the laptop before her while she slumped on the table.
She folded her legs and swayed her body to and fro. 
Suddenly, she received a notification.
Su Yue straightened her back in excitement and clicked on the notification.
There was a message from a person with a nickname of 'When Will The Bright Moon Arrive'. 'Dear, are your products imported directly from China?'
Su Yue replied quickly, 'Yes, dear.'
The person replied, 'I'm also from China, but I'm overseas right now. I miss the local products. What if your products are fake?'
Su Yue's fair hands flew across the keyboard as she typed. 'I import them directly from China. You're free to inspect them. If any of the products are fake, I'll compensate you ten times the amount.'
When Will The Bright Moon Arrive replied, 'Okay.'
Su Yue sent an emoticon that was shaking hands.
When Will The Bright Moon Arrive sent her a rose emoticon.
Su Yue typed 'cute' as her reply.
Soon, she received her order. When Will The Bright Moon Arrive had ordered more than 2000 yuan worth of products.
This was her first real order ever since she started her online store.
Su Yue jumped up and down in excitement.
She ran to Jiao Chen's room and picked up the photo. "Jiaojiao! I received my first order today! I can earn almost 1000 yuan!"
There was a sense of achievement when a person earned their own money for the first time. 
Su Yue updated her WeChat with this piece of good news.
A man was holding a phone with his fine-looking hands. He smiled affectionately at the phone.
…


Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents. 

Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. 

Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew. 

Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years… 

Keywords: Childhood sweetheart, Womanizer, Aloof, Soulmates, Forced marriage, Orphan, Secretary 

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Suddenly, Wen Xuxu stretched her hand to clutch his wrist and pulled him forcefully. 
Yan Rusheng was caught off guard and he lost his footing. He fell on the bed and then his breathing became sluggish. 
Young Master Yan was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something to Wen Xuxu... the woman he loathed. So he hastily raised his head. 
But he had barely moved away when Wen Xuxu stretched out her hands and put them around his neck. "Don't leave."

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Lin Juntao and the others tuned into the CCTV footage as soon as the athletes left to understand the reason behind the riot. The Tokyo Dome had a comprehensive security system, and except for blind spots for people, there was nothing that could be hidden from the cameras. 
After watching the monitors, everyone — including the organizers of the event — were stunned. 
For whatever reason, they didn't even pay attention to anything else aside from Meng Fan's monster-like performance. 
"Who is he?!" 
When Lin Juntao and the others had come in, they indeed saw Meng Fan throwing two guys within a short period of time. At first, Lin Juntao didn't pay much attention to Meng Fan; but really, how could he be so strong?
"He is from Huaxia, no doubt, but seems like he doesn't belong to any of the four Chinese teams."
"It's impossible for a contestant of this caliber to stay unrecognizable!"
"Tell me, how strong is he?"
"Very strong! Regardless that the level of participants is lower than his, he still can defeat more than forty people in such a short time, which is enough to prove his strength."
"Strength is strength, but there is a difference between melees and arena fights. But if he can decently perform in the ring, he would easily become famous!"
"...Ok, let's not talk about this man for now. Tell me how to deal with today's mess!"
Lin Juntao stopped chit-chatting and turned to them to discuss the formalities.
Martial arts laws prohibited such self-righteous battles.
Whether in ancient or modern times, the matter of private fights of martial artists have always been treated with great seriousness. Even if it happened in the martial arts hall this time and could be dubbed as training, the situation was still grave. None of these supervisors dared to deal with it in a perfunctory manner.
Those who started the fight must be severely punished.
Those who took advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble also need to be punished.
Those who participated in the fighting certainly cannot escape punishment.
Even those who were only watching and cheering should be disciplined.
Basically, few people were able to escape.
Moreover, it must be done fast. This kind of thing was impossible to hide. In no way would the organizers would want a third party to be dragged into this; that would be really troublesome.
They discussed and discussed, until finally they focused on Meng Fun.
What about this guy?
As someone who didn't belong to the martial artists society, he couldn't be punished by them.
And it would be even worse to leave it to the third party; the police, for example. Things would immediately go down badly.
Lin Juntao got a headache, rubbed his temples, and said: "The person in charge of the Japanese Martial Arts Museum should be here soon. You all go on, develop the specific punishment plan. I will go to the Japanese team to find Wu Ji."
...
And indeed, just as expected by Lin Juntao and the others, the chaos in the Tokyo Dome could not be concealed. Soon, there was a video of this riot online — and not only one. There were pictures captured by surveillance, and some taken by onlookers' mobile phones, all of quite good quality.
However it leaked, it didn't matter.
The conflicts in the ring were nothing new in the fighting world, not to mention this kind of conflicts happening during training sessions. Even though there were many ring fights between teams during the competition, the non-professional conflicts between athletes also occur. One can easily find a lot of exciting images and videos posted online.
Recently, there was one concerning a coach sitting in the audience in a suit, who got provoked, ascended to the arena, and KO-ed the opponent and his instructor — each of them with just one kick. It was really thrilling.
And a lot of these incidents were hyped, even dubbed as "what a story needs". At this point, it was undoubtedly the WWE who promoted the rotten and dodgy from-the-streets kind of fun. However, American wrestling did originate as a form of entertainment with its "scripted" fights and shows. And WWE actually means World Wrestling Entertainment.
——WWE, because of its performing nature, has really produced a lot of actors and actresses. The most famous one was Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, who has topped the global actor income rankings. In addition, WWE has also often invited celebrities to participate in shows, such as Schwarzenegger, Tyson, O'Neill, and many more, as well as many former presidents who have also spoken on the spot. What's even funnier, the current president had participated in the classic performance once when he had shaved the head of the WWE president. And he was also elected to the WWE Hall of Fame!
WWE's shows were brilliant but not real, and thus not as exciting as the online videos exposed today — in which one can see authentic provocation and beating.
About a hundred MMA fighters were fighting each other. This was a very attractive headline. And the content was even more exciting. Whether be it a surveillance video or a mobile phone video, the main character was always Meng Fan.
At the very beginning, he was a victim of a sneak attack, then he ran desperately to protect a "team member," and he went into a rampage, madly beating everyone and everywhere.
One catch, one hit, one throw, one kill. Wherever he went, there was no foe who could have stood a chance. The scene was really mesmerizing!
If all the falls and hits weren't so authentic, it could really be mistaken for a movie scene.
These videos first appeared on YouTube, and later were forwarded to Twitter by some people, and then spread more and more widely.
Slowly, articles about the MMA athletes' scuffle appeared also on some news websites.
Moreover, it quickly spread back to China. The reason for that was very simple, as the protagonists of these videos are Huaxia people. With the advent of the news, the causes and effects of the matter had also come to light. Meng Fan stood up to protect his extremely exhausted, brilliant "teammate."
In addition, the stories about punching Japanese and kicking Koreans have always been very well-received in China. As soon as it appeared in the country, it was immediately reposted and Meng Fan got recognized.
"Meng Fatty? Is it really my homie Meng Fatty?"
"Absolutely! Didn't he beat a South Korean in a martial arts hall last time? It seems that Iron God is going to go the fighter's way!"
"Is Boss Meng not a cartoonist? Yesterday, it was reported that he had won a million Huaxia coins for his comics. How did he get to Japan?"
"The Iron Giant is so hardcore!"
"Hahaha, Iron God did it again!"
"Shoot, can't you calm down for a while? There is a hot topic practically every day. How can you — a non-entertainer — make this idol-like site traffic?!"
"Those who say Iron God has an advantage in body shape and that's why he beat that Korean guy, better watch closely! Your old Iron God did beat Koreans again, and this time several at once, hahaha!"
"At least forty fell, and they are all MMA athletes! How strong must he be!"
"All taken down. Iron God is undoubtedly the strongest man on Earth!"
"Meng Fat said he had no choice: 'I also wanted to keep a low-profile, but my strength didn't allow that!'"
"..."
Chinese netizens have always been very good at digging and connecting dots, but it was interesting that no one has linked Meng Fan to the Singapore hijacking incident. It's hard to know whether it was caused by seemingly different circumstances of these two situations, or maybe some people see that there were clues only when everything was clear.
More interestingly, the identity of the "teammate" who was fiercely protected by Meng Fan was quickly discovered on the next day when Meng Fan was flying back to Huaxia. After all, as the top Chinese MMA athlete, he was very well-known. It was Wu Ji, the brother of Wu Tong, the "painting fairy" that became popular not long ago. Then a hashtag was created.
#ProtectBrotherInLaw!


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Qin Guan's promotional video was published efficiently on websites. The audience could find Qin Guan's voting number at both the beginning and the end. Viewers could see the cute film and learn about the voting platform.
Qin Guan’s fan club had gotten angry, but the club was newly established. Their votes were inadequate for such a severe situation. The president of the club was a senior internet insider, who sent the link directly to influential moderators of the Haijiao and Goupu forums.
The friendship among revolutionaries was deep. They were all used to being at the bottom together, so they gave a hand happily and put Qin Guan’s video at the top of their posts.
The posts attracted attention from curious users, who clicked on them and saw large photos of Qin Guan, followed by his VOGUE cover. The extreme clash of black and white, as well as its splendid, peaceful vibe, shocked people.
The article was also exciting for young Chinese people. Their model couldn’t lose to those foreign guys.
Unity was power. Sister Xue, who was busy in her office, saw Qin Guan's ranking rise slowly.
Ninth, eighth… Qin Guan stopped rising at midnight, when he reached the third place.
Sister Xue let out a long breath. The difference between the top three was not that big. The final day would be essential for all the candidates.
 Shao’s agent hung up the phone and let out a breath confidently. According to the statistics, Shao would definitely win if people kept voting normally.
The case had been settled, Shao would continue his career. Besides, with that title, Fang would also benefit from his popularity. It would be easy for her. The happy ending of their romance would become a legend.
For the sake of promotion, his agent had deliberately leaked information about the affair between Fang and Shao. If he won the competition, Fang would not care about it.
The two of them were dreaming, totally ignoring the consequences the affair would have if they failed. Fang would be angry that she had been used as a weapon.
On the other hand, Qin Guan was still in a fierce competition with Zhitian Erzhi, a Japanese model. What was the fastest way to defeat the Japanese with a keyboard? Ask help from the headquarters of young Chinese men.
Where were they?
On forums about history, the military and politics.
Zhitian was an arrogant guy. Students from Tsinghua University had sent information about him to Cong Nianwei, which had been sent by Qin Guan to his fan club.
Zhitian said there was no fashion in China. Qin Guan who? Such posts appeared silently on forums, making the angry users explode.
It was unacceptable! The news spread along with Qin Guan’s link. More and more young people clicked in to vote for the Chinese boy.
 They didn’t want to see the Japanese win.
In half a day, Zhitian was far behind Qin Guan, who ranked second only to Shao Xiaobing.
As he looked at the poll on the screen, Shao couldn’t remain calm.
Crack! His glass fell on the floor and shattered. Shao started shouting like crazy.
"Qin Guan! You’re haunting me everywhere! Why? I’m the best! I’m a fashion pioneer!"
Why can’t my influence beat you?
He stared at his agent with bloody eyes. "Where are your companies? I have money! How much will it take? 100,000? 200,000? 300,000? Take my money and give me the title!"
He grabbed his agent by the collar, shaking him vigorously. The man was choking. He couldn't even breathe.
"Calm down, Shao!"
 Shao slowly let him go.
"It’s online voting! It relies on real IPs. Companies cannot fabricate those statistics. It’s a fair competition."
"Besides, everyone is promoting themselves. Everyone is looking for votes. The more people vote, the better. It's too early for you to leave China. The audience just likes Qin Guan better."
"Brands and media prefer him too. That's reasonable. You have a broader market, but a weaker foundation."
Besides, your foundation is about to collapse thanks to that woman.
Shao fell on the couch, that rotten night playing back in his mind. He remembered his ambition and horror.
I cannot give up! Covering his face, he told his agent, "Use all our resources. There is still half a day left. I’ll face Qin Guan head-on."


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Thinking about something Julia smiled, only it did not reach her eyes. It just lingered near the edges of her lips and her small dimples. 

"I will not tell your mother about it, as even if she knew it would not help. In exchange though, you have to be my test subject for my medicine, everyone else that I have is not nearly as exciting as you. After all, ODV  is a really rare poison, it is not just any day that I get to study it."

Looking at Julian, her eyes were practically shining from excitement. Staring back at the woman who was eyeing him like a fresh piece of meat he agreed. 

"That would be fine, but I would appreciate it if you kept it discreet. I do not think my mother would like it very much if she found out you were doing tests on my body without any actual reason." 

Slightly relieved that they sorted that out, Julian let out a breath of air that he did not know that he was holding. Getting up, Julian nodded to her and walked out of the office. 

Giggling quietly to herself, Julia watched him leave. 

'So cold, he didn't even bother saying goodbye. I wonder what kind of expression he will make when I take off his clothes later for 'tests' hehe.' 

After wiping off the drool that had been seeping out of her mouth, she got up are quickly walked out of the office. 

She had so many things to prepare now that Julian excepted, she could also finally dust of some old things that she had been working on before but did not have a test subject for. 

While walking towards his employees working on the project that he gave them last night he thought about the particular girl that he left in his office. 

'How could a normal office worker know about ODV? Even if she is working for my mother It is not something that she should be qualified to know about, much less know the symptoms of it. 

She even thinks that she can try to create a cure for it. I am not sure which is more arrogant, the fact that she wants to experiment on me, or the fact that she thinks that she can try to understand ODV.' 

Laughing lightly he shook his head, it does not matter what he thinks right now anyway. Either she creates a cure in the future or she doesn't, it wasn't something that he had control over. 

When he pushed open the doors and walked inside everyone slightly paused and then got back to their work. 

The atmosphere in the work-space was not nearly as tense as one would expect from a group of fifty people woken up earlier in the morning and told that if they did not come to the office right away and work like their lives depended on it they would be fired. 

Instead, everyone was working with an amused glint in their eyes, as if they were really enjoying what they were doing.  One person who was looking at his computer even started laughing. 

It wasn't very loud, just a low, cold, sneering laugh, but Julian still heard it and looked over. When he saw what he was looking at he sneered, displayed on the computer screen was one of his biggest accomplishments over the last year. 

He worked over six months by himself trying to find out everything he could, and when he finally finished is all he couldn't find anyone that would publish it. No news site would run his story, even when he tried to post is online his websites kept being taken down. In the end, he decided to give up. 

What he was trying to post would make him too many enemies, even now with the backing of his mother he was only going to release part of it. The only person in that he knew that could handle the repercussions that came with releasing those files was his mother. 

Of course, she would never release them on her own as they would only harm her empire and do nothing to help it.

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