What if you encounter an exhibitionist? How would you react if a stranger pleasuring himself in front of you in a public place?

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The story is a product of imagination and concept of the writer. If some scenes are familiar to the incidents happened to real life are just coincidental and merely invention.

Join the adventures of Harith in his daily school life!

I wonder how many will read this. It is but the words written by a madman lacking sleep. Written only in the middle of the night for extra crazy.

Will this book be read I know not. But I can assure you I am probably mad.


I also wonder how people find this. By accident? Definitely not on purpose. Do they read it and laugh, do they read and say this person is an idiot? I wonder.

Right after Gun-Ho got off the phone with Jae-Sik Moon, he received another call from President Jeong-Sook Shin.
"Sir, this is Jeong-Sook Shin. I've heard that President Min-Hyeok Kim is having a wedding in Korea soon."
"That's right. What about it?"
"So, his father-in-law and mother-in-law will come to Korea to attend the wedding, right?"
"Of course. Why don't you come to the wedding too?"
"Absolutely. I will be there. I just want to talk to his father-in-law who is a painter."
"Mr. Ding Feng? Why do you want to see him?"
"I am thinking of having his solo art exhibition in Korea. I am talking about the art exhibition of the master of northern school literati paintings—Mr. Ding Feng with GH Media's name."
"His solo art exhibition? That could make money?"
"I believe so, and that's why I am suggesting this to you, sir. Mr. Ding Feng's paintings are so great that people will like them a lot. You paid 550,000 won for his painting yourself too. We can have his solo art exhibition in Korea, and we sell his painting about the same size for 1,500,000 won. That could be a very lucrative business. I believe we can at least cover the rent for the venue and the fees we charge."
"I was told that the oriental paintings are not so popular these days. Do you really think people will pay that much for his paintings?"
"It is true that we will have to take some risk. But that's how we make money in business, isn't it?"
"Haha. You sound more businessman than I am who is currently running an actual business. Well, I will support you on this. Do what you have to do."
"Thank you, sir. I think it's better that you talk to President Min-Hyeok Kim about this first. So he is aware that I want to have his father-in-law's art exhibition in Korea."
"No problem. I will do that."
After getting off the phone with President Shin, Gun-Ho grumbled about President Shin's art exhibition idea.
"I doubt it will be lucrative at all. She is trying to do all those work for small money. Say, we bring his paintings, about 30 of them, and we sell each for 1,500,000 won. Assuming we could sell all of the 30 paintings, we would make only 45 million won. We will have to give half of the sales revenue to the painter, and we are bearing the rent for the exhibition venue and marketing cost. We won't be left with much in the end. Hmm. It's a waste of our labor and time. Let me think about how I can turn this into a lucrative business… Maybe I can make some connection with Seukang Li."
 
Gun-Ho made a phone call to Min-Hyeok Kim first.
"Hey, President Shin of GH Media wants to meet with your father-in-law after your wedding."
"President Jeong-Sook Shin? For what?"
"She wants to have Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition in Korea with his oriental paintings."
"Really? I will talk to my father-in-law."
"Can we tell him that Seukang Li recommended this to us?"
"Well, why not? By the way, the international book exhibition in Shanghai is a success. I read a newspaper article about it and it says that so many young people came to the book exhibition to get the pamphlet for the performance to be held at the sports complex."
"Really? That's good to know."
"Young people are so crazy about the Korean top star—Seol-Bing—and Chinese top star—Ye Long. They both will do the performance there. The news about the performance is everywhere on the Internet."
"If it's a sports complex, it can accommodate a vast number of people, right?"
"I believe they can accommodate more than 10,000 people. The ticket for that kind of performance is very expensive too. If they could get 10,000 people, how much money would they make? Wow. Moreover, it's not a one-day performance, right? They will do it for a few days."
"Hmmm. The entertainment business can be highly lucrative."
 
"Oh, and there is a news article about President Jeong-Sook Shin in the Shanghai newspaper. I made a newspaper clipping."
"Really? What does it say about her?"
"Let me read this for you."
"Yeah. Read it to me."
"Shanghai's international book exhibition had a grand opening at the People's Park exhibition hall. Twenty-six national and international publishing companies participated in it. The book exhibition had drawn a lot of attention from people even before it opened its door to the public. The book exhibition was successful even from the opening day by making sales contracts. The French publishing company—Nantes purchased publication right of a children's storybook, and the Italian publishing company—Verona purchased a novel. Additionally, a Korean publishing company—GH Media made a contract for its publishing right of history books.
GH Media's president—Ms. Jeong-Sook Shin stated that she was certain that the Chinese history books will be very popular in Korea because of the close historical relationship between the two countries: China and Korea. GH Media purchased three Chinese history books."
"Haha. As far as I know, President Shin didn't even talk to any journalist while we were in Shanghai. I can't believe they just made up things like that and put it in the newspaper."
"Do you want me to go on reading it further?"
"Nah. That's enough."
"Well, then, I will talk to my father-in-law about his art exhibition and will let you know."
 
Gun-Ho then made a call to Seukang Li.
"Hey, I heard so many people came to the book exhibition."
"That's right. I was so worried that we wouldn't have enough traffic there. But you can say it was a success. I do appreciate you, President Goo. Distributing the performance pamphlet at the book exhibition was an excellent idea."
 
"You're very welcome, friend. It's actually a return of your hard work."
"So many young people came. I didn't know Korean celebrities are so popular among Chinese youths. It helped our sales too. Chinese cartoon books and romance books were sold substantially."
"Those books' publishing companies must be very happy."
"Of course."
"Oh, you know what? After visiting the book exhibition, we went to see Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition that was being held around the same area. He was having an art exhibition with his oriental paintings."
"Oh, he did? I do like his paintings. My father knows him personally. I believe I have his painting at home. Oh, isn't he President Min-Hyeok's father-in-law?"
"That's right. You must have seen him at Min-Hyeok's wedding. By the way, President Shin of GH Media really likes his paintings, and she wants to have his solo art exhibition in Korea."
"Really?"
"We could get connected with the painter this way because of you, Seukang Li. If it wasn't for your book exhibition, I wouldn't have visited his art exhibition."
"If Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition succeeds in Korea, can you let me know? Since I am in charge of the art field in Shanghai, I'd really like to know how it goes."
"Sure, will do."
"If his art exhibition is successful, I want to try an art exhibition of Chinese young painters with their modern paintings."
"Really? That sounds really good too."
"And also, if Mr. Ding Feng's art exhibition is confirmed to be held in Korea, please let me know. I will inform the press here that the famous Korean publishing company which participated in our international book exhibition will hold a solo art exhibition in Korea with the Chinese painter—Mr. Ding Feng. And also saying that they discovered Mr. Ding Feng's fascinating paintings when they visited his exhibition in Shanghai after visiting our book exhibition."
"Sounds good. I will let you know."
 
After getting off the phone with Seukang Li, Gun-Ho was thinking,
'If we do an art exhibition with Chinese young painters' modern paintings, that can turn into a lucrative business in Korea. Is President Jeong-Sook Shin aiming it? Because she knows that I have a personal and close relationship with Director Li of the bureau of cultural affairs and arts in Shanghai. If so, she is a very smart businesswoman. Oh, that's right. I was told that she worked as a curator in an art museum when she was in her 30s."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

"7 days from now, we will held an Art Exhibition!"
     That's what the student council president's said. We, the students of Primonial High School, will held an Art Exhibition in 7 days from now.
     Everything the president said will be granted and no one will deny or protest about it. Yes, she is Vannesa. The most beautiful and the smartest student in this highschool. A mere normal and not-good-looking student could only stared from far away. 
      I'm included inside of the category. this Saka is only lucky enough to joined the Student Council and has the privilege to watch her from close. 
     It doesn't mean I will followed her though. I just like her face and body, not her as a whole. Yeah it's disgusting, but suck it. My priority is to cause many trouble as much as I can without damaging my reputation. 
      I call it as a Super Secret Level Hard Mission! What, it's lame? So be it. the most important thing is that I have to trouble the school while not being the suspect. 
     I'm already in 3rd years, so I don't have much time left to complete my mission. I've done 99 troubles, and this Art Exhibition? it will. be my last and the biggest trouble I've ever made.
     I went out from the student council office and wandered around. While walking toward the toilet, I heard a ruckus in one of the classroom. 
     I remembered this classroom. It was used for class 1-3 in the afternoon, while being used by the geeks at evening. Jeez, after the President said that she wouldn't accept any weird club, they still persistent at it. by the way, the name of the club is Historical Mystic Club. It sounds fun, but I'll have to pass. 
      I opened the door and saw 2 boys and 1 girl in there. All of them are second year. I didn't know who the hell are them, but we could know the years from the badge. 
     Red badge for first year, yellow for second year, and blue for third year. By the way, mine is blue, so it's mean I'm already third year. The president also a third year student too. 
     They all had a yellow badge patched on their right arm. I readied my self, then, I asked them politely and warned them nicely. 
"Hey you brats don't swell in this room like a group of rats! We will close the gate and you all will suffer here. Get out. Now."
     The two boys got scared and started to packed their belongings, while the girl just stared me fiercely. What's wrong with this girl? But after the boys stood up, she silently followed them. 
     I'm bored with this act. But when I took a glance at one of the boys hand, I saw an old looking book. I'm sorry, bro, but you can't bring your hand down book from your grandpa to this sacred school. (lol) 
 "You there, give me the book."
     He jumped out a bit and see as if I'm a monster. 
"B-but why?"
"Sorry, the rules said no one could bring anything that didn't involved with the progress of your study. So I'm very sorry but I have to confiscate that book."
      The boy seems to panicking, but suddenly, the girl step in front of me. 
"It's nothing like a toy or something illegal. There's no such thing as confiscated a normal book. That rule only applied to toys, phone, sharp object that has nothing to do with study, and illegal drugs."
     oh wow, this kid is a real deal. She knows the detail of the rules which students normally will not bothered about it. Either she is a diligent girl, or she is just that bored.
"But sorry, kid. It IS has nothing to do with study, so I have to take it. No comment."
     I have to take it. It's looks fun for me. I want to read it! The boy who holding the book gave me with a trembling hand. I took it nicely and said, 
"Okay, now go home. It's already late."
     They went out easier than I thought. The girl who retorted my word just silently but glancing at me while following the boys. I didn't look at her clearly before, but she is a beautiful girl. Well, I ruined the mood, so it's a no go. 
     Now, I'm going to read it here! I took a good look at the book. It's title is 'The Curse of Galia'. Damn, that's a creepy name. The author taste of naming is so bad. 
     I opened the dusty old book. The first page only written about a paragraph. It said, 
'Whoever opened this book, should lend their strength, power, and their heart to end the curse of Galia. The day will come, and your worst nightmare will mean nothing compared to it. Be wary, be patient, and be ÷Π√•×|~^'
      Somehow I couldn't read the last word. But the contect from the very first page is already sounds sinister. It makes me curious. I opened the rest of the pages. 
     There's so many words, but I took my time to learn it. About 15 minutes later, I understand all of it. The curse of Galia, the Witch from Northen Land. She came here with good will, but rejected because she is a witch. In madness, she curse the three most imoortant person, the mayor, the judge, and the leader of civilians into a monsters. The name of the monster is Arach, which was the mayor, Reaper, which was the judge, and Rotten, which was the civilians leader. 
     They were causing chaos and destroy the town. The town was completely destroyed and 99 years has passed, but the madness of the witch is still dwelling in this town. The town was rebuilt and named as Primonial City.
     Even though the monsters are dissapeared, No one knows how to stop the monsters and many still scared if they somehow appeared once again. So the author of the book started to investigated it. He predicted that they will be back after 100 years, and the only thing that can defeat them is the magic item from the witch's palace. 
     There's a picture of Rotten, drawn by the author. It was very sinister looking, even adult will puke after saw it. It looks like a bunny, but it's fat and the eyes were dislocated. the feet was not like bunny, but more like a human's feet that forcefully grown and so it's hand. It was creepy that maybe I will not sleep for the next three days. 
     But fortunately at the end of the book, the author found one of the magic item and hid it somewhere in the city. it was said that to retrieve the magic item, you have to get the permission from the most important person back then. But they were already turned into monsters! How could I asked? 
     There's no other way. I couldn't find any other way to retrieve it. But I found a drawing of the magic item. It looks like a giant spiral bolt, but without the head. Only the spiral left. 
     At last, I reached the end of the book. The author left his last words there. it said, 
'You have watched the truth. You have learned the truth. Now, I beseech you help. I couldn't do nothing back then, But now you can. retrieve the magic item and strike on their heart. The release of them will be at ninety days after the city anniversary, in the middle of scorching sun, and the most accurate is at fourteenth of early Spring. It is the time of the release of Arach, Reaper, and Rotten respectively. Remember, they will be back at you, and no one can save you except yourself. 
signed, Tetra Arc, 1920.'
     Wait, wait... fourteenth of early Spring? Damn it, it is 14 April! And the years, it's perfectly 100 years after the chaos. Is it going to be real? Are we going to die? 
     I decided to brought the book back home and walked out from the class. It's 6.30 PM already, so It's almost dark. I have to go back home now. 
     While I walked outside, a pair of red eyes watching and smiling at me.

"Isn't this a little too extra? I mean, I know i'm slow and stupid but not THAT stupid." 

Qing Shu rolled her eyes. Sometimes this author of hers overreacted way too much. The powerpoint wasn't even reserved for her.

"This isn't for you. This is for a meeting later that the board has arranged, which by the way, you're a part of." 

Jiao Li sat down on the swivel chair and leaned back. "I wasn't informed about the meeting." 

"When have you ever been informed?" 

Jiao Li's mouth parted in reply but no response came out. In the end, she only nodded in reply. "Okay, that's true."

Although she can be considered a veteran in the industry with a decade of experience, beause she had only published her book in the recent years, the majority of their fellow workers still considered her a newbie, except for some close friends and the board. 

In this day and age, where e-literature has already made a big impact on society, the amount of books being bought lessened and young, aspiring authors would always find it hard to sell a bestseller.

Which is why Jiao Li can be considered a great author with the rate at which her books sells. Qing Shu would always have to reprimand her to pay way more attention than she should because of hr status. 

While she may be considered a newbie, insiders would think otherwise.

"So, here's our agenda today. I've already printed out your schedule and deadlines for your new book and the event." Qing Shu spoke as she pulled out a thick binder from her bag.

Jiao Li frowned. "So thick?" 

"Don't complain. You've been out for a week, it's only expected that your schedule is going to be packed." 

She inwardly cried. Her absence from work had turned to bite her back in the butt. It would take a while to adjust to her new schedule.


"Oh and," Qing Shu said as she pulled out her phone. "You have to go and meet the host for the event." 

Jiao Li looked confused. "There's a host for this kind of thing?" 

Qing Shu shook her head. "It's because I planned to overlap it with an art exhibition on the same day." 

"You'll be planning the layout of the place with the host and the designs. Don't worry, the company will shoulder the costs. It's the least they can do." 

"But wouldn't that be a bother? I mean, aren't art exhibitions supposed to be super fancy and for the rich? Besides, the theme of the art exhibition and my book might clash." 

In truth, Jiao Li had absolutely no problems with the event itself, but the date. She had to find something that can be a viable excuse to push back the event. 

Qing Shu shook her head and gave her a pointed look. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing. And i'll tell you now, it's not going to work." 

Jiao Li drooped her head. "Damn…." 

"Don't complain. Now go home and read over the schedule. The meeting is tomorrow afternoon so be sure to be on time." 

Qing Shu pushed Jiao Li out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

Jiao Li pouted and clutched the thick binder in her arms.

"This is going to be a long week." 

…

Inside Changdong Museum.

The entirety of the inside of the building had been covered in plastic with wooden boxes and tape. The paint had been redone to match the exhibition's theme and the lights were swapped out to accentuate the centerpieces.

In the midst of the construction, a tall man with a lean stature held a small blueprint in hand followed by another man who kept blabbering on as he analyzed where the pieces should go.

"Why did you drag me here again? I'm supposed to be working," Chen Mo whined as he childishly stomped his feet.

Yi Ru stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the childish man whom he's been friends with for almost a decade. He then gave him a pointed look.

"Who owes me a favor?" 

They locked gazes for a few seconds before Chen Mo looked away. 

"I do," he grumbles.

"And what does that mean?" 

"I have to follow your orders..." 

Chen Mo sighed in frustration. His wife was going to kill him if she ever found out that she skipped work. Again. 

He would have nowhere to go home to. To seek refuge. Even his own family might not help him. A job such as an engineer invested a lot of time and effort, and he himself was currently in peril over the two.

Not only is he being forced to skip the work he equally loves so much, but he also has to face the wolf's sharp fangs and intense gaze that made him shudder in submission.

Meanwhile, Yi Ru let out a small smile. 

It hasn't even been a month since he came back. And yet he was already so busy with setting up the exhibition. Everything had to be perfect! 

He had already miraculously persuaded the publishing company to have one of their authors, which happens to be the one he's looking for, and manage to host both their events on the same day.

He had prepared for this moment ever since he read her first book, which wasn't even registered under the same name, online in a website he used to read novels in. The only reason he had managed to deduce that the author of that book online and the trilogy was their use of the word, sunflower.

It had been a key point in all of the books and always referenced it with the main character, albeit very subtle. So subtle that even her own dedicated fans might not notice the minuscule amount of attention to details.

"Go check out the painters to see if they can finish the walls by tomorrow," Yi Ru waved him away as he continued down the room where a larger space with two walls in the middle had been placed.

Two large centerpieces had been decided to go there. With both having the sunflower as a prevailing piece.

He had wanted to make it perfectly match the story in a way that could capture the emotions and feelings the author had wanted to display to the characters.

It was one way of his to say thank you to the wonderful author who wrote the book.

As he began to imagine meeting the very same person who inspired this exhibit, Yi Ru's smile unconsciously grew wider as his eyes crinkled with delight.

Jiang Shan prefers to be left alone, leaving her with fewer friends than her peers.

After starting senior year, she is determined to spend her days at home to think about her plans for the future.

The strained relationship with her family, her unstable mental health, a complicated relationship with a boy, playing her part in the student council, and studying for the coming entrance exams.

All of this had been managed to be swept up in a storm called Yang Mu.

At noon, Benjamin returned to his home in the City of Rayleigh.
Everything was peaceful, nothing happened. It seemed that no matter how strong the undercurrent was at The City of Snow, at least there was nothing but calmness in the City of Rayleigh. And in Benjamin’s heart, he had figured out a way to use the five Elemental Crystals. 
Without a doubt, he was going to use them on everyone. There might be more mages defeating him in the future, more talented ones who might be worth being brought up. But based on an angle of pure trust, nobody could compare to these twenty-odd people. 
He prepared himself exactly like the last - once in awhile, he would curate a challenge and the winner would get a Crystal. Through these repetitive competitions, he would slowly build up everyone’s fighting spirit and pushed them towards working harder. 
He believed that with five of these challenges, the quality of the mages would rise. As it said in the King’s letter, he had to cultivate the same strength of defeat as the Mages Freemasonry. If so, Benjamin couldn’t just rely on these twenty-odd mages. He had to expand his team by at least a hundred people, just like how did with the three new ones. But this process was certainly much complicated. 
Now in The City of Raleigh, Benjamin was at his peak. If he wanted to recruit more people, he could. However, most of them would just be speculators. Hence, Benjamin should step forward to present his strength - not one person’s strength but instead, the power of his whole team.
Only with that would he attract those who seek growth as a professional mage. Though Benjamin had already prepared earlier on how he could accomplish this - he planned to achieve it with the use of the Magical Instruments. 
That was why Benjamin rushed home, had a meal and took no rests, found his ‘finance minister’ Varys and discussed the upcoming things. 
"What can the Magical Instrument do? Has it reached the inventory we planned before?" 
Varys shook his head and said, "Not yet. According to the Boss Lady’s schedule, it is estimated to be done in a week." 
There was still another week...
"Seven days is just right; we have to start planning." Benjamin pondered for a moment and spoke, "We need a space that requires decorations. At the same time, we need a stronger advertisement to put up an exhibition."
That’s right; he planned to organize an exhibition, by using the Magical Instrument as an opening for the show. No doubt it was a rare object but excluding other places, they were the only one who could produce it in The City of Rayleigh. If that was the case, Benjamin had to write a good piece of article on it. 
Other than self-use, the Magical Instrument was produced to sell. However looking at sales, Benjamin’s influence would broaden tremendously. Furthermore, Benjamin’s expectations of broadening his influence were much bigger. Hence, he gave up the idea of using it as an equipment for everyone and decided to proceed with selling it. 
In the start, Benjamin had thought of auctioning it as it would have been lively and worthed a lot. But after much thought, their production quantity would not allow them to host an auction. The Magical Instrument was so rare, he could have packaged it as more than what it was valued. Every piece of Magical Instrument was like art pieces displayed in delicate glass boxes - the value of it being much higher than what people can bid for. Now that would be such a tactful sales trick!
If Benjamin could direct his image in that direction, he believed that without publicity, countless mages would fight to join them. 
"That, you can rest assure." Varys nodded his head and said, "Regarding the exhibition venue, there are a lot of places in The City of Rayleigh. Renting it won’t be too much of a trouble."
Benjamin quickly added, "What about decorations? We have to beautify the whole place and only with that could we package the Magical Instruments." 
Varys pulled out a small book and after a few flips, he said, "The candles, chandelier, tables, chairs, utensils... I have already contacted the distributor and we can contact them whenever; red wine, meals and fresh flowers won’t be a tough decision. I suggest we order on the day of the event as I am still in contact with the seller. About the serves for the day itself, I have contacted a few. Why don’t you take a look and if it is not enough, I can contact more..."
Listening to the report, Benjamin quite satisfyingly nodded his head.
Benjamin came from a business background, and it always came in handy. In the days to follow, he would be the one dealing with people. Besides, he seemed to have already familiarised himself with connections in The City of Rayleigh. He had contacts for anything he wanted to buy.
If not for the talents in this team, Benjamin wouldn’t have dared to organize such an exhibition! But...
"Even though it is not confirmed, can you calculate a rough estimation?’ Finally, they were at the key problems. Benjamin took a deep breath, "With all these add up, how much do we need to spend?" 
Varys seemed to have done the calculation before. He kept his book and answered, "It would approximately be three thousand gold coins after deducting the money from our bank. With our current income, we could completely cover the cost in four months."
... 4 months?
Benjamin frowned. To be honest, one season and a little bit more was still too long. Not that Benjamin had no patience, it was just that he was relying on the exhibition to make an impact and expand his team. But if he could only expand four months after, then waiting for the team to shape would take how many monkey years and horse months? The Palace gave him a huge pressure that made him feel that he could not wait four months.
"That can’t do. The exhibition must take place a month after." Therefore, he firmly nailed the iron in the head, " We have to take this opportunity while I still have a bit of reputation in The City of Rayleigh. Who would remember Benjamin in four months? And publicity would drop down a notch."
"But... where would these three thousand gold coins come from?" said Varys helplessly. 
"Well that you don’t have to worry. In short, I would think of something to get it this month. If not, we’ll follow that four months plan," Benjamin replied.
Three thousand gold coins wasn’t a small amount but to a mage, that wouldn’t be too hard... Right?
Varys hesitated for a bit and suggested, "Actually, we all have a bit of savings. If twenty people were to chip in on top of finding other ways, that should get us three thousand."
Benjamin heard and immediately disagreed.
"How is that possible? Everybody can keep their money. What if something happens on the day itself?" He patted Varys’s shoulder and said, "Relax, I’ve got it covered."
"... Well, alright."
Even though Varys was still worried about the three thousand gold coins, but since Benjamin had put it that way, he couldn’t oppose. 
In fact, since the days they had been with Benjamin, he had always been the one to make that final decision. It may seem risky sometimes and yet nowadays, haven’t they been living quite comfortably?
That was why Varys had cultivated trust in Benjamin since the early days. 
Even though Benjamin had never shown his ability of money making, with his confident expression, Varys felt as if his many years of experience in the business industry had gone to waste. Instead, he had a feeling that Benjamin could do it. 
"It is only three thousand gold coins right?"
After Benjamin left, Varys was alone in the room and he suddenly spoke the sentence in a way Benjamin would; he couldn’t help but let out a laugh. 
 


Kubei was just an ordinary pencil and button pusher working a day job, hating his boss and making horrible speeches when one day he fell asleep after pushing an all-nighter. When he woke up, he was bound to a chair, facing three creepy robed women and in a body way too young and way too weak to be his own. As he slowly came to, he realized that he was no longer in the same universe as he was before. He had teleported to the Kingdom of Helius, where an all-powerful church rules its lands and wages war against the elusive group known only as Mages. Armed with an incredibly cocky neural interface that just won’t shut up and his own sheer wit, our MC will find himself not just fighting to survive, but maybe even something bigger than himself.

The cottage looked quite old. Normally people wouldn't own a property like this, even if they were rich.
There were rooms available in the cottage. Chen Ying thought Tong Wei would stay in the same room with Wang Yao, but she requested for another room, which slightly surprised Chen Ying.
Then Wang Yao and Tong Wei spent some time together.
"How long are you going to stay in Beijing this time?" asked Wang Yao.
"Probably four days. I'm here for a large exhibition," said Tong Wei. "Who do you see here? The person must have a special background. Otherwise how would she be able to afford a place like this? And who is Chen Ying?" Tong Wei was smiling, but Wang Yao could sense something in her smile.
It was understandable that Tong Wei was not sure about Chen Ying, a young woman who stayed in the same household with her boyfriend while she was away.
"She is employed by the family that invited me here. She is like a housekeeper and tourist guide. She's in control of my business here," said Wang Yao.
"Really? You seemed to be quite close to her," said Tong Wei.
"Close? Haha, stop joking!" Wang Yao gently tweaked Tong Wei's face.
"Hmmm, you are not allowed to date anyone else!" Tong Wei pouted.
"I won't!" Wang Yao held her in his arms. "Would you like to walk around with me during your stay?"
"Okay," said Tong Wei.
The next morning, Wang Yao and Tong Wei had breakfast prepared by Chen Ying. Tong Wei went to meet her colleagues after breakfast.
"Yo, beautiful, tell us, who is the guy coming with you?" asked several of her colleagues as they saw the luxurious car and Wang Yao.
"That's my boyfriend," said Tong Wei.
"Boyfriend? Isn't he in Haiqu? How come he's here in Beijing? Did he come for you?" asked one of her colleagues.
"No, he has his own business in Beijing. Well, let's not talk about him, let's go to the exhibition," said Tong Wei.
Exhibitions didn't require every single employee to be present. Of course, though, their products would attract more attention if a good-looking girl like Tong Wei was present. Tong Wei worked for a company selling cosmetic products. Her company was a well-known international company. Her colleagues from Beijing and Dao City prepared for the exhibition together. Every year her company sent different employees to the exhibition, which was considered a training opportunity.
The leader of employees from Dao City was a woman in her 40's. She looked quite smart. The rest of the employees were young women in their 20's, just like Tong Wei. The leader of the employees from Beijing was a man in his 30's. He looked mature and masculine. The two leaders talked to each other briefly before setting up the display desk.
"Hello, Tong Wei?" Mr. Han, the leader from Beijing, greeted Tong Wei when he was not too busy.
"Yes, hello, Mr. Han," said Tong Wei.
"Are you available to have lunch with me later?" asked Mr. Han with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I've had plans. I'll have lunch with my colleagues from Dao City today," said Tong Wei.
"I see, shame!" said Mr. Han, who was not surprised by being turned down. "Next time."
"We'll see," said Tong Wei.
Mr. Hen left after chatting with Tong Wei briefly. Tong Wei's colleague came along.
"Hey, did that diamond bachelor invited you for lunch?" asked Tong Wei's colleague as she lowered her voice.
"Yes," said Tong Wei.
"And you turned him down?" asked her colleague.
"Of course, I've got a boyfriend," said Tong Wei without hesitation.
"Just a lunch. I heard that Mr. Han has a few properties in Beijing. He's also from a decent family. So he's a true diamond bachelor," said her colleague.
"Didn't you notice his age? I think he's at least 35," said Tong Wei.
"Age is not an issue. Middle-aged men understand women better and are more mature," said her colleague.
"Maybe you should chase after him," joked Tong Wei.
"You are right, haha," said her colleague.
While Tong Wei was talking to her colleague, she received a call from Wang Yao, who wanted to invite her and her colleagues for lunch.
"Okay, I'll ask them," said Tong Wei.
At the other end of the phone, Wang Yao asked Chen Ying to book a table in a fine-dining restaurant for him.
Tong Wei and her colleagues went to the restaurant at lunch time.
"Hey, Tong Wei, your boyfriend is very generous!" said one of her colleagues. Her colleagues could tell from the decoration of the restaurant that the dishes wouldn't be cheap.
After they had all entered the private room, Tong Wei introduced Wang Yao to her colleagues. Wang Yao was not talkative. He listened to the conversation between Tong Wei and her colleagues most of the time. The dishes were served at a good pace and were delicious.
Tong Wei and her colleagues were very happy with the lunch. Her colleagues all thought that Wang Yao was a nice person.
They went back to the exhibition after lunch. It was the first day of the exhibition, so Tong Wei went with them.
"I guess your boyfriend is quite wealthy," said one of Tong Wei's colleagues.
"I actually have no idea," said Tong Wei. She was telling the truth. She had no idea how much money Wang Yao earned and she never asked.
"Is he going to buy a property in Beijing?" asked Tong Wei's colleague.
"Why should he buy a property in Beijing?" said Tong Wei. "The price of properties here is too high, and the air is so polluted here."
"But this is Beijing!" said her colleague.
This was the strongest but most meaningless argument.
She was right. This was Beijing, the capital city of China.
"Well, I don't mind where I live as long as I'm with him," said Tong Wei with a smile.
"Yo, my beautiful girl, is it all that you want?" asked her colleague.
"Yes, anything wrong?" said Tong Wei.
Actually Tong Wei was a bit worried about her relationship with Wang Yao. The longer she spent with Wang Yao, the less she realized she knew about him. They went to school together. Now he was her boyfriend, but with too many secrets. She didn't realize that her boyfriend was such a capable young man. She started to doubt weather she was good enough for him.
"Your girlfriend is excellent!" This was Chen Ying's comment on Tong Wei. Chen Ying thought Tong Wei was not just a pretty face. She was also nice and smart.
"Thank you," said Wang Yao with a smile.
Tong Wei had always been excellent since junior high school. She was a girl of good manner and performed well academically. She was from a well-educated family and had always been strict to herself. In addition, her work experience of recent years benefited her a lot. Sometimes, as a common saying went, "Travelling brings about far greater benefit than mere book learning."
"Don't forget to invite me to your wedding," said Chen Ying.
"Sure," said Wang Yao. He had always treated Chen Ying as his friend.
"Are you going to show her around in the next few days?" asked Chen Ying.
"I still need to see Su Xiaoxue tomorrow, and don't forget to ask the staff of the mental health facility to keep an eye on your brother, make sure they don't miss anything." Wang Yao reminded Chen Ying. He wanted to make sure everything was covered.
"Okay, I'll reinforce it with them," said Chen Ying.
Wang Yao and Chen Ying went to the city business center in the evening. They also went to Houhai, a popular place for young people. A pretty girl like Tong Wei certainly attracted a lot of attention, attention only. However, two drunk people tried to get phone number from Tong Wei, and they were sorted out by Wang Yao.
They each suddenly had a belly ache as they passed Wang Yao.
Ew! What drink did I have? Both of them started to vomit.
"I think we should go somewhere quiet," suggested Wang Yao.
"Okay," said Tong Wei with a smile. Her smile was as pretty as a flower.
"When does your exhibition start?" asked Wang Yao.
"It officially starts from tomorrow morning," said Tong Wei.
"Shame I can't go. I've got things to do tomorrow morning," said Wang Yao.
"Never mind, we can catch up later," said Tong Wei, who showed great understanding.
"Okay, call me if you need me," said Wang Yao.
"I will," said Tong Wei.
They were having a stroll while talking, and didn't return to the cottage until 10 pm.
"Good night," said Tong Wei.
"Good night," said Wang Yao. They went back to their own room.
Strange couple!
Chen Ying felt it strange that Wang Yao and Tong Wei went into separate rooms after kissing good-bye. Nowadays young people were no longer old-fashioned. Defacto relationship was quite common. It was uncommon for couples to sleep in separate rooms.
How can he be so in control of himself when being with such a beautiful girl? Is it because they were in someone else's house or does he have other reasons?
Of course, in theory, it had nothing to do with Chen Ying. However, she couldn't help thinking about it.
Should I tell Ms. Song about Dr. Wang's girlfriend?
Tong Wei got up very early the next morning.


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

In the afternoon, when the sun was shining, the treasure hunters were busy picking up what they had won.
Following a sign from Li Du, Godzilla and the bodyguards entered to tidy up the exhibition room he had bid for.
Dr. Saatchi stood glumly by the door, and when he saw Li Du asked his men to go in, his eyes widened and he asked, "You have taken this room?"
Li Du smiled and said, "Yes, I did bid for a few of the rooms to see if I could make some profit from them."
Dr. Saatchi was definitely not a good businessman. When he heard Li Du said so, he immediately grabbed his arms and said, "The museum has been cleaned by the city government, the banks, and several universities. Why don't you sell me the things left here? I'll give you… I'll give you two thousand dollars…"
Li Du looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Noticing this, the old man changed his story. He gulped and said, "Well, I'm very passionate about this room, in particular, the table and chairs. I want to buy them."
Li Du said, "I respect your feelings, but if you want to buy some tables and chairs as keepsakes, many other rooms here have some nice furniture as well…"
"I'll buy them all. I will buy all these tables and chairs and take them home in memory of the museum," snapped Dr. Saatchi.
With a pitiful look he went on, "You'll grant the request of an old man, won't you? I've worked here all my life. God, I've become one with this place…"
Speaking of that, his expression suddenly changed, he slowly closed his mouth, and then carefully stared at Li Du's face.
Li Du shifted uncomfortably under his stare and said, "What's the matter, doc?"
Dr. Saatchi said, "Last night… last night I saw you in the street! It's you, isn't it?"
He looked at Godzilla and the others, who were more recognizable in shape and appearance.
Li Du said without any secrecy, "Yes, I was walking around last night. We did meet. What is the matter?"
The old man's face became livid. He stopped talking and stared at Li Du with fury.
Li Du shrugged his shoulders, ignored him, and directed the group to pack up the contents.
The exhibition rooms were in a mess, with shattered ceilings, concrete blocks, torn-up wood floors and various fragments everywhere.
Godzilla cleared a table and pulled it out with one mighty heave.
The table was made of solid wood. It had been very sturdy, but it fell from the second floor and suffered damage from concrete blocks and chairs.
With brute force, Godzilla pulled the table apart, wrenching the top off.
It was a solid table, supported not by four legs, but by two thick, broad planks of solid wood.
When the tabletop was pulled down, a hole was exposed in it.
Godzilla took one look inside and said, "Hey, boss, there's something in there."
Li Du asked, "What is it? Some kind of silver coins like in the prison's warehouse?"
Godzilla shook his head. "No, it's a book. A big book."
Li Du said with disappointment, "Who would hide a book in there? What sort of book is it?"
"A very big book," Godzilla picked up the board and slid the book out. A huge book, at least one meter long, 60 or 70 centimeters wide and more than ten centimeters thick was revealed.
When Dr. Saatchi saw the book, his expression changed greatly, but he did not look any longer. Instead, he went to a corner and made a phone call.
Li Du carefully moved the book out. The treasure hunters in the vicinity gathered around to ask, "What book is this? Why is it so big?"
On the cover of the book, there was a name. The author's name was John James Audubon.
John James Audubon was a name that was not well known to Chinese people, but to Americans, it was absolutely famous.
Just as Chinese students learned about ancient scientists like Zhang Heng, Shen Kuo and Xu Xiake in elementary school, American students learned about John James Audubon.
Looking at the name on the book, one of the treasure hunters was shocked. "God, John James Audubon? Two centuries ago, he was a famous painter and naturalist. His paintings of birds are known as the United National Treasure."
"That's the book. That's the Birds of America! Am I dreaming? You actually found it? This is the national treasure that he is famous for!"
"Yes, that's it. Birds of America, Turkey, and Quadrupeds of America, these books are national treasures."
The treasure hunters' surprised voices attracted a lot of people, but the curator did not come near. He went aside and wandered to the street outside with an unhappy expression.
Soon, after much discussion, Li Du learned about Audubon.
Mr. Audubon was well-known both as a scientist and an artist, like some famous men of the Renaissance. He had completed countless paintings in his lifetime. Each work was not only an important project of scientific research but also a rare masterpiece of art.
American academics called Audubon "the greatest ornithologist of all time". Audubon was born in France in 1785 and immigrated to North America at the age of 18.
After Audubon came to America, he hunted a large number of birds, fixed them with wire and made them into temporary specimens, which were then drawn in a ratio of one to one.
It may seem cruel today, but at the time, with primitive technology, it was the only way that naturalists could accurately record the physical details of wild animals.
It was common practice at the time, and Audubon was remembered for his years of bird-watching experience and for improving his bird-painting techniques.
His birds did not stand stupidly like those in the early natural history paintings, but showed various natural habits: flying, foraging, raising young, brooding, fighting, and so on.
Because of the mass extinction of birds in modern times, people could only learn about the birds on the American continent hundreds of years ago through these natural history paintings.
Among them, Audubon's work was the best, and the pinnacle of it was Birds of America, which was now in Li Du's hands.
Someone looked up the estimated value of the book online and was shocked. Other people went to check, and their mouths opened wide when they saw the number.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

Yang Ming and Xiao Qing went out of the hospital. As they strolled around the hospital, they felt a little cold, so they got in the car.
"Let us find a place to eat something, anyway. You have already drawn blood for the test," suggested Yang Ming.
For Xiao Qing's blood test just now, neither of them had breakfast, so they were starving at the moment.
"Okay, then eat something first." Xiao Qing nodded and agreed.
"What do you want to eat?" asked Yang Ming.
"Let's have some hot porridge," said Xiao Qing.
Hence, Yang Ming drove the car and turned aimlessly on the side of the road. They saw a porridge store at last. It looked pretty good, so Yang Ming parked the car in front of the porridge store, and got off with Xiao Qing.
The porridge store was an early morning stall of Song Jiang that emerged not long ago. Generally, it was more common in the south. However, when it came to Song Jiang, it had improved a lot according to the taste of the people here. It had lost some of its sweet taste so that the porridge was not so greasy. With that, it was also welcomed by the public.
This porridge store was similar to KFC's marketing model. It was like a fast-food chain shop where the customer would pay for food at the counter. Then, they would grab the ordered food and sit at any seats.
Yang Ming and Xiao Qing ordered a bowl of plain porridge. They also ordered a few special dishes. Then, they held their trays to find their seats. Since it was now nine o'clock in the morning, many people came to eat early. They scanned around the lobby and didn't find any free seats. They could only find a four-person seat with only two people and sat at the same table with them.
Yang Ming put down the tray and sat opposite the middle-aged couple alongside with Xiao Qing. Yang Ming brought the porridge on the tray to Xiao Qing and said, "Qing Qing, be careful."
"En." Xiao Qing pursed her lips and smiled happily, although her relationship with Yang Ming was not great, she enjoyed Yang Ming's care.
"You… you are Xiao Qing?" The young woman sitting opposite Yang Ming and Xiao Qing looked up with some hesitation and looked at Xiao Qing.
"Ah!" Xiao Qing looked at them. She felt the woman seemed quite familiar, but she couldn't remember in a while. "You are..."
"I am Zhang Yue. Are you really Xiao Qing? We were college classmates in the same bedroom!" Zhang Yue said with some excitement.
"Zhang Yue! It's you!" Xiao Qing finally recognized the other person. She saw some traces of memories on her face.
"What a coincidence!" Zhang Yue nodded and said, "I didn't expect you to be so well maintained. You are the same as seven or eight years ago. I saw you, but I didn't dare to call you. I thought it was your sister!"
After listening to Zhang Yue's appreciation, Xiao Qing was pleased and said, "Zhang Yue, you are not bad as well. You don't look like a thirty-year-old!"
"Hehe, I still had this self-confidence at first. I feel that I am very young, but now, it is far inferior to you!" Zhang Yue shook her head and smiled.
"Right, don't you want to introduce me?" Xiao Qing pointed to the man next to Zhang Yue and asked, "When is the marriage? Why you didn't tell me?"
"My hubby, Bao Shuping," said Zhang Yue. "I got married three years ago. I looked for you, but after that incident, you lost contact with our classmates. I couldn't find you... On the other hand, you seemed to find someone who gives you happiness. Don't you want to introduce him to this sister? Aren't you a bit too much?"
Xiao Qing heard Zhang Yue's words and smiled in embarrassment. Indeed, since the incident with Song Hang spread out, Xiao Qing closed herself up and rarely contacted her former friends and classmates. She even did not visit the alumni record.
"I only met Qing Qing last year. We have just registered, but we have not prepared a banquet yet. I will inform you when the time comes." Yang Ming saw Xiao Qing was a little embarrassed, so he explained in her shoes, "Let me introduce myself. I am Yang Ming. I only do some small business."
Yang Ming did not mention his identity as a student, because his role right now beside Xiao Qing was the same age as Xiao Qing, so Yang Ming directly spoke about his career.
"It seems he treats you very well!" Zhang Yue saw Yang Ming opened his mouth first, so she smiled at Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing did not expect Yang Ming to say this, but since he had already spoken out, Xiao Qing could no longer deny it. She only said, "En, our relationship is not bad. Right, you are now...?"
"Still in Mount Jing. I stayed there after graduation. Shuping is also there." Zhang Yue said, "Song Jiang is about to hold an international jewelry exhibition. Shuping's company is doing jewelry. I accompanied him to book the venue in advance, but I did not expect to meet an acquaintance..."
When she spoke of this, Zhang Yue's tone seemed to be proud. Even in front of a good friend, a woman loved her face. When she said that her lover had a jewelry company, Zhang Yue felt very fulfilled.
Especially in the face of Xiao Qing, who was younger and more beautiful than her, a little showing off could still satisfy her vanity. After all, she saw that Yang Ming's outfit was ordinary and nothing special. Yang Ming had also said before that just had a small business. They were obviously not very rich.
It was not that Zhang Yue looked down on Xiao Qing, she said that instinctually.
"That is not bad!" Xiao Qing was not short of money. Hence, after listening to Zhang Yue's words, she did not feel anything wrong. However, Zhang Yue really thought that she had a good husband.
Zhang Yue smiled and thought that Xiao Qing was envious of her, and her heart was full of pride.
Zhang Yue was happy, but Bao Shuping was not very happy at the moment and even had some concerns. He and Zhang Yue came to Song Jiang the day before yesterday. Bao Shuping immediately went to the venue of the exhibition to book a sales location. Bao Shuping's company was still quite large. Hence, he wanted a better showcase, but after he went there, he found out that many good showcases were not rented out. Ming Yang Entertainment, which was responsible for the operation of the exhibition was also quite overbearing. They said directly to Bao Shuping that there were no better locations, only the other ones.
Bao Shuping was also a character in Mount Jing. He had some social connections. Hence, he was angry. He immediately said something ruthless, let the operators wait and see. He would teach them a lesson someday. The other party only gave a sneer.
In Bao Shuping's opinion, Song Jiang and Mount Jing were very close. His network should be able to reach here. It was just a small entertainment company and not a big deal. He would just ask someone to teach them some lessons.
However, this morning, Bao Shuping's connection replied to him. The background of Ming Yang Entertainment was explained to Bao Shuping entirely. He simply told Bao Shuping that he could do nothing.
Bao Shuping was scared when he heard it. He didn't expect the operator to have such power and background. He was boasting in front of others to teach them a lesson someday!
Bao Shuping was afraid of attracting revenge. It didn't matter if they did not rent the venue to him. He was worried that the other party would not let go of him and would suffer terribly. Therefore, Bao Shuping intended to finish breakfast after a while, and then go to the exhibition office to apologize. Of course, to avoid Zhang Yue being worried, Bao Shuping did not tell her about it.
Zhang Yue thought that Bao Shuping's connection had progressed and let them select the venue today! How did she know there were such twists and turns?
However, since it was Zhang Yue's classmate, Bao Shuping couldn't show his own worries. He had to put up a smile and deal with it. "Bao Shuping. I have a jewelry business. I am very glad to meet you!"
The four people had finished eating and went out of the porridge store. Yang Ming and Xiao Qing had nothing to do, so they suggested visiting the exhibition with Zhang Yue and Bao Shuping. Zhang Yue naturally agreed to it. She wanted to show off in front of Xiao Qing how powerful Bao Shuping was. He was far away from Mount Jing, yet he could build a relationship in Song Jiang and book a good location.
Zhang Yue thought that Yang Ming was only doing a small business, but did not expect Yang Ming and Xiao Qing to drive up in a BMW X5 with the license plate of "88B88." They were shocked at once. Zhang Yue and Bao Shuping often mingled in the upper class. They knew the meaning of this car. In other words, Yang Ming's connections in Song Jiang could be said to be powerful. Otherwise, he would not dare to drive a branded car on the road. If he didn't have such a capability, driving this car would cause others to despise him.
Even Bao Shuping was surprised. Looking at the BMW X5 behind his Mercedes-Benz, he asked in amazement, "Zhang Yue, what does your classmate's family do?"
"Xiao Qing's parents are not there. It should be not related... I don't know about her husband. It is my first time meeting him." Zhang Yue shook her head and said.
"We can't drive this kind of license plate in Mount Jing. My car plate number was bought from a tractor brand with a lot of money from the auction house. I think this Yang Ming is not as simple as a small businessman," said Bao Shuping.
"Yeah..." Zhang Yue was a little flushed. She was boasting just now, but she didn't expect that they were modest yet really bad*ss.
"But, having them go with us is great. We can see if they can speak up for us." Bao Shuping didn't want to have Yang Ming and Xiao Qing to follow, but now, he saw Yang Ming's car and connected it to Yang Ming's identity. He had changed his mind. Yang Ming probably knew the organizers, and Bao Shuping just had a verbal conflict with the organizer. With Yang Ming mediating in the middle, things could be turned around.
"Speak up for us? What are you saying?" Zhang Yue was somewhat inexplicable.
"Some things that I didn't dare tell you before, but now that I am visiting the place, I will just tell you!" Bao Shuping had no choice but to tell Zhang Yue.
"Ah!" Zhang Yue suddenly changed her facial expression in surprise, "You are saying we have offended the local gang?"
"It's not that serious. Ming Yang has already bleached their company. However, they also indirectly control Song Jiang's underground forces. If I apologize in a while, they probably won't do anything to us. After all, they are now a regular company," said Bao Shuping.


Yang Ming is an underachiever in high school. Unmotivated, he skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. However, by an act of goodwill and fate, he obtains some high-tech contact lenses that give him superpowers. Together with his gangster street-smarts and ruthless fighting skills, it doesn't take long for him dramatically change his life for the better.
As his journey unfolds, he battles against society's big guns and attempts to bring justice into an unjust world. Along the way, he has many interesting and romantic encounters with the ladies who are charmed by his shameless flirting.
How will he use his superpowers?
Will he be able to overcome evil and bring justice to the world?
Who will he choose to be with at the end? 
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