Someone I love gave me a box full of darkness.....
It took me years to understand that this too is a gift

Don't love too deeply until you know that the other person loves you with the same depth because the depth of your love today is going to be the depth of your wound tomorrow....... Love is only beautiful if the person u love  loves u back the same way ...............

At the dawn of Pandora's 18th birthday, she receives a mysterious gift that will change her life forever. To Pandora, opening the box was a mistake but to the Seven Sins, it was fate.

In a clichéd turn of events, Zhu Zhi wakes up in another world after death and finds himself in a land where people can soar at mach 30 and destroy mountains with ease.

A system that only he can see assists him on his travels.

What makes this different to literally every other system cultivation novel?


Zhi: "Achoo!"

DING!

SYSTEM: "Host's sneeze has caused Nascent Soul stage Amethyst Wolf to die of shock."

Zhi: ". . ."

SYSTEM: "Cultivation base enhanced"

SYSTEM: "Well done for killing first Nascent creature"

DING

×10 LOTTERY TICKET ACQUIRED
PLAGIARISM GIFT BOX ACQUIRED
COSTUME BOX (GOLD) ACQUIRED
SPECIAL VEHICLE BOX ACQUIRED
SPECIAL DOMAIN BOX ACQUIRED

Tier 1, Tier 2, Tier 3, and a large number of local tyrants gave rewards.
Which pushed Apex's popularity back to 10,000+!
At the moment, the number of people in Apex's live broadcast room is still 200,000+.
This is the number of people who were attracted by the gifts by NoNo and Xiya before. At that time, there were more than 200,000 people online.
Apex thought that these people who just came to look at the drama should have left, but didn't expect that there are still people left.
Even XiXi and NoNo can only reach this number of viewers online occasionally.
Apex only took one day and it was his first day.
He was also satisfied after eating a handful of chicken from KFC...It's a good life...
After he killed Aatrix, a golden shard came out.
And this fragment is the Audi RS7 that Apex has always wanted!
It's just that during the live broadcast, Apex can only wait for the broadcast to end before going to toss.
A win with thirty-four kills raised his score to 2300. Without stopping, Apex re-entered the game.
From three in the afternoon, he played until three in the morning.
Twelve hours of broadcasting!
In twelve hours, Apex won 18 chickens!
Almost an average of every three matches, he will win one.
Sometimes there are fewer people, Apex will directly surrender and start over, otherwise, his rate will be even more terrifying!
Among the wins, there are 11 with more than 30 kills and 7 with more than 20 kills!
Apex's score has risen to a terrifying 4500 points!
On the server rankings, Apex topped the list!
First place:
[Apex]
Score: 4500
KDA: 19.4
Total number of games: 103
Number of wins: 38
Win rate: 36%
Second place:
[LeVi_Xoro]
Score: 4200
...
Third place:
[CC_GreatG]
...
Apex surpassed the second-placed Xoro and the third-placed GG and reached the top of the server!
It only took him twelve hours to complete this feat.
At the moment when he reached the top, the number of people in Apex's live room reached the peak level, a full 600,000+! The popularity is as high as 350,000+!
This data is almost comparable to the two SS grade streamers, the big troll, and retired professional.
Viewers came and squeezed in Apex's live broadcast room to discuss the miracle that he had accomplished.
The Twitch executive Johnathan smiled since Twitch's PUBG section hasn't been as prominent as it is today!
 The gifts that are given by the audience today, worth 198,000 dollars.
At present, the level of the live broadcast room has reached level 65, and the next level requires 15,000 dollars.
A fan card of 200 dollars has been born in the live broadcast room, which means that 19,000 users have paid at least 10 dollars for gifts.
The current live broadcast industry is no better than before. Nowadays, most of the audience watching live broadcasts are more sensible and will not blindly gift the streamers.
Unless the live stream really satisfies the audience.
Today, Apex's live broadcast has convinced a large number of viewers, and nearly 300,000 new subscribers have been born.
At present, the popularity of Twitch's live broadcast room can be gifted by local tyrants but the subscriptions cannot be cheated. This is the data that can best see the streamer's true popularity. It is almost impossible to fake it unless you are addicted to cheating. Register an account with someone else's ID card, and then charge money for each to apply for a subscription.
Not to mention the huge cost and engineering, it is also a thankless job because the subscription will be lost after a period of time.
This also completely eliminates the possibility of fraudulent use of subscriptions.
The record for Twitch's highest increase in fan cards was on the day when retired profession rebroadcast, and it increased by 500,000 subscriptions in a day.
But most of that was because of the super high popularity that he had accumulated in the past. In addition to his crazy lottery draw which drew a large number of local tyrants and rich people to join in.
But Apex didn't do anything, he didn't draw any prizes, he was a little newcomer, and he had no local tyrant friends.
However, his channel increased nearly 300,000 subscriptions in a day, which makes the twitch executives feel incredible.
"Okay, the task is completed ahead of schedule. I should go to bed too. I am a little tired after a day of work." Apex said with a lazy waist.
Of course, the audience is reluctant.
"Don't, the live broadcast room is so popular now, keep on broadcasting!"
"God Apex didn't have any live broadcast experience at first glance but now that the popularity is at its peak, you're running away!"
"Play two more. I just came here, I didn't see any violent massacres as they said."
"Brother, play with me and XiXi, the two of us have been waiting to play with you."
"Yeah, the little girl has been falling into a loot box, she keeps dying like a loop..."
...
Seeing everyone commenting on him to stay, Apex is not the kind of unsympathetic streamer.
Ah, It just so happened that the fragments of [Guitar Proficiency], plus his [singing talent], are very suitable. He intends to give everyone a song, which is regarded as today's music program.
"Today I played the game for too long. Now my brain is a little dizzy, so I wanna stop playing the game. I will go borrow a guitar and sing a song for everyone. What do you think?"
He doesn't have a guitar but Sona does. He intends to borrow it and use it.
In fact, Apex also wanted to experiment with these two new skills he had acquired, but he had never used them.
"Our god still plays the guitar?"
"What the heck why do you want so many talents? Can we men live?"
"Agreed! Brother's voice sounds so good. He must be great at singing!"
"You still play the guitar? It's not just an entry-level, right? Don't be ashamed!"
"I'll tell the old woman, she will definitely be happy to come and see!"
...
Hearing that most of the audience agreed, Apex got up and temporarily left the live broadcast.
When he came to Sona's room, the light was still on.
Apex knocked on the door.
"Sister, are you asleep?"
"Brother, is there something going on so late?"Sona seems a little strange and nervous. She didn't know what Apex want from her so late.
"Oh, I'm live streaming, I want to borrow your guitar for a while, okay? Don't worry, I will play very quietly."
Apex had already told Sona about becoming a streamer.
After a while, the door opened.
Sona in her cartoon pajamas walked out holding the guitar and handed it to Apex.
"Brother, do you still play the guitar?"
Apex took the guitar and smiled, "I know a little bit. I plan to sing a song and it will be broadcast. Don't worry, I'll get it done soon."
"Can I listen to it? Don't worry, I will definitely not make any sound ." Sona was very curious about Apex's guitar skills.
"Okay, you can come inside so you don't get bored." Apex agreed happily.
Back in his room, behind Apex was Sona who looked around like a curious baby.
Watching Apex sit in front of the live camera, Sona stood at the door, staying very far away, watching curiously without saying a word.
Apex, who was in his seat, waited a long time for the live broadcast room and moved the microphone position closer.
The position of the camera is also aimed at his hands and guitar.
At this moment, the little sister and XiXi have been managing the live broadcast room. Brother is going to sing, how can they miss it!
...

Apex suddenly discovered that the PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds he played was different from others!

He can find Pieces of various colors in the game, and after using them, they can be turned into abilities, attributes, talents, money, antiques, even medicines, exercises, and so on!

Relying on constantly picking up pieces in the game, Jiang Siming completed a life counterattack and made a fortune!

“The enemies are coming Apex!”

“Wait, I’ll go to the other side of the sea to pick up something!”

“I’ve been beaten, come to help me with a gun, Apex!”

“You hold on first, I’ll go find something and come back soon!”

“How fast?”

“Don't  worry, Around the map and I'll come back.

You can read the MTL version in the website below.
https://www.mtlnovel.com/im-picking-up-pieces-in-pubg/


"Am I approved, then?" Yuta asked when they reached the street.
Noriko glanced at him sidelong and half-smiled. "You know you are. The door would have been locked if you weren't. Husband, I have a question for you."
"Ask it."
"Does your niece always wear that scarf?" It was irrelevant and commonplace compared to the rest of their morning but Noriko really wanted to know and wanted to talk about something that wasn't mystical and extraordinary. She began to see how keeping normalcy in their human lives would help to keep everyone steady and sane.
"She does. She has no hair, only feathers where hair should be." There was no point, Yuta thought, in dissembling with Noriko  not after meeting her teachers. Once again, he was at a loss in the presence of things far over his head. That happened far too often in his life. He combated it with dedication to normal humanity and normal human lives. So far, that had worked.
"Has she ever considered a wig?"
"A wig?" Yuta was relatively sophisticated for a man who had spent almost all of his life as a monk, but he lacked information about certain social subjects. It was only very recently he had started to notice his own appearance at all.
"Like the geiko and their hangyoko  maiko outside of Tokyo  apprentices often do, or onna-gata actors playing women's roles in kabuki. False hair that covers a person's own. Their wigs look real, even close up, and are made of natural hair. Sometimes women sell their hair, but it often comes from women who renounce the world to become nuns who donate it to their orders. Would she consider it?"
Yuta rolled the thought around in his mind. He had of course seen oiron, courtesans, on the street showing off for prospective clients, their brightly colored obis tied in front. He'd even seen the highly respectable and very expensive geiko or geisha  entertainers who provided dance, music, games and conversation for relaxing parties and, often, confidential venues for secret meetings, though their passages were subtle and quiet, their attire elegant and formal, but he was unfamiliar with either of them except in a very general way.
"Where would we get such a thing?"
They reached a main street and stopped at the side of the road; this was where they would part ways.
"Dressing geiko and hangyoku is my friend Sachiko-san's job. She will know how to procure one. It may be expensive to get one in an ordinary style, but I have savings. I would like to make this gift to Azuki-san, if she would like it."
A geiko or hangyoku's working costume involved many layers and careful arrangement, just like Court clothes did. Court clothing was something Noriko knew from her duties at the Shogun's castle. That was where she had met Sachiko. Like a very high-born lady's, a professional entertainer's clothing was complex and her obi was always hand-tied, something one could not do for one's self. Such a woman required a dresser, sometimes a woman, as in a castle or palace, but often a man because of the weight involved. That was why Sachiko was so strong, even without martial arts training. Freeing and relocating indentured mill girls was not Sachiko's only occupation. Becoming a dresser for entertainers was Sachiko's solution to her sudden unemployment when the Shogun resigned, just as the Inn of the Golden Phoenix had been Noriko's.
"You know, I think she would," Yuta said after some consideration. "It would give her options she doesn't have now. The scarf is very informal, but she really does require it." Yuta cast her a glance and rolled his eyes. "This is only one of the problems of living in the human world that she faces. That is a very generous offer. But, Noriko-san, I would happy to finance this if you can arrange for it. We haven't discussed it yet, but I am not a poor man."
Shota had traded his way into a fortune and it was he who actually owned the family's farm by inheritance from his deceased father, but the Dragon Queen had ensured that Yuta himself was now comfortably fixed and Noriko's support was now his responsibility. Technically, he could claim ownership, or at least management, of everything she owned, but that thought made him queasy. He wanted her to have independence, something she clearly valued.
"Please allow me to make this gift, Husband," she said formally. "I earned my time at the dojo by teaching and I have had little to spend any of my earnings on. I can afford this, with your consent." Such a gift would also help create a bond with her new niece, who had already generously offered Noriko a new, and presumably much better, wardrobe.
"Books," Yuta said with a smile. "You buy books and subscribe to periodicals. As do I. We can review our subscriptions to eliminate duplicates, but I think we'll both continue to read. If you want to do this, certainly you may."
"Thank you, Husband. I am most grateful for your understanding. I have time to visit Sachiko-san now, before Toyoda-san arrives."
"I will be a little early for my meeting with Kawabata-kyoju, but that will give me time to think about your most extraordinary teachers."
"They are, aren't they? I was most fortunate to find them, more fortunate still that they accepted me. I will see you later, then."
Yuta bowed slightly and Noriko deeply before he turned to walk away.




Claire Youmans first went to Japan in 1992 and was immediately captivated.  After years of travel and study, she continues to be charmed and amazed by a fascinating history and a culture that's both endearingly quirky and entirely unique. She is a retired lawyer who now lives in Tokyo. Her family, including her daughter and two grandsons, live in Seattle, USA.

In 2014, she started Tales of the Meiji Era with The Toki-Girl and the Sparrow-Boy's unparalleled blend of historical fantasy in the first book of the series, Coming Home.  She continues exploring the combination of history and folklore to share her love and fascination with a very different country and culture. 

Exciting adventures continue to unfold in this delightful fantastical yet historical world as social and political changes expand, technology explodes, and two very unusual children grow up.  




Zhang Zian wasn't surprised to see Pi's real name unlocked. However, the upgrade alert was a surprise. 
Pi's first update occurred when the novel reached 10,000 Favorites, and it was promoted from Elite to Premier Elfin. It's second update occurred when the novel reached 50,000 Favorites. He had no idea how the upgrade criteria was determined.　
As a matter of fact, Pi's novel was first released on Qidian, but it could be found on other websites, just slightly later. Therefore, the actual number of people reading Pi's novel could be more than 50,000.　　 
He was glad that Pi appeared in China, a country with a large population. If it had appeared in a small country or a large country with few people, it would've taken forever for it to collect enough Strength of Faith. Pi would've disappeared before that could happen.
Clearly, upgrades became harder as the levels increased. The next upgrade might be far down the road, since a novel about pets had a limited population of readers.　　 
He didn't hesitate, and quickly clicked [Yes].　　
[Game Hints]: Your Molecular Monkey is being upgraded. Please wait.　　
A short line of words appeared, then quickly disappeared.　　 
[Game Hints]: Congratulations! Your Molecular Monkey is now Premier!　　 
[Game Hints]: Please keep up the good work, and collect more Strength of Faith!　　
Just like last time, Pi didn't change much in appearance. 
Pi refreshed the page over and over again. It's editor had reminded them that the VIP chapter privilege was scheduled to be activated after midnight. However, the activation may not occur immediately.
A blast of firecrackers came from outside, reminding them that it was New Year's Eve.　 
Zhang Zian suddenly remembered that since Pi's real name had been unlocked, it was able to leave the pet shop. He could bring it with him today when he visited the Base for Retired Police Dogs. However, Pi was completely focused at the moment, so he'd talk to it about it later.　
Pi wasn't the only one feeling anxious. The readers in the Book Group were also waiting for the VIP chapters to be posted. Many people had sent messages, asking when Pi was going to post new chapters. Sometimes, in order to not disturb it, Zhang Zian logged into QQ on his phone, and answered questions on Pi's behalf.
Zhang Zian couldn't respond to all of them, but he had felt their passion and support.　
Now, it was midnight, and most people were asleep. Some of the people still online were Pi's biggest supporters. They stayed awake just so that they could subscribe to Pi on it's Premium day. 
Pi was a newbie, but most of the readers in the Book Group were veterans of Qidian. They knew the importance of First Day Subscriptions, knew it directly influenced the editors' impression of the book. They supported Pi with their actions. Some even said that they'd like to reward Pi a Chief. 　　 
A Chief was equivalent to 1000 RMB. It'd be enough to buy dozens of books. 
Zhang Zian had been reading the comments in the group whenever he had free time. He found out that most group members were students, and the youngest ones were in elementary school. He was shocked when he found out that there were elementary school students reading Pi's novel. He tried to remember what books he read in elementary school, mainly textbooks or Manga. He didn't read other books at all.
He was aware that most students lived on their parents' allowance, very few students could work part time. Even for university students, who had more money to spend, 1000 RMB was a lot of money. It was almost enough for a month's worth of living expenses.
Beep! 　　
Someone had sent a message.　　
Zhang Zian thought it was another person asking why the book wasn't Premium yet. It turns out, it was a popular reading list owner, Feather of the Chief Specter.　　
He was curious, and opened the message.　　
[Feather of the Chief Specter]: Are the VIP privileges still not active? 　　[
Zhang Zian looked at Pi, then bowed his head and typed: "Not yet."　　 
[Feather of the Chief Specter]: It should happen soon. I just wanted to remind you to ask for votes in the new VIP chapters. The first month of being Premium is important. If you can make it to the Top 3, it's like getting a free recommendation.　　
Zhang Zian didn't know about this earlier, so he asked him to provide more details. 
Afterwards, Zhang Zian understood that was it not for his reminder, he would've missed out on a free lunch.　　 
"Eek!"　　
Pi tapped Zhang Zian's knee and pointed at the screen.　　 
There was an alert on the author's home page, the VIP chapters were active.　　 
"Okay, let's figure out a plan," he whispered.　　 
They thought anxiously before uploading the VIP chapters. Then, they returned to the book's main page, and were relieved to see that everything was working fine.　　 
Pi sat in the chair, exhausted.　　 
Zhang Zian sent a message in the groupchat to inform everyone that the book had gone Premium, and that a First Day Subscription would be appreciated. He also mentioned that they should vote if they could.　　 
After the message was sent, the groupchat was suddenly buzzing again.　　
Shortly after that, a series of alerts popped up on Pi's main page. 　　 
[Corner in a Mountain Tavern] rewarded you 2000 RMB, and became a Chief of the book! 
[Ancient Yue Silhouette] rewarded you 1000 RMB, and became a Chief of the book!
[Corrupted Wild Cat] rewarded you 3000 RMB, and became a Chief of the book! 
[Ricky Boy] rewarded you 1000 RMB, and became a Chief of the book! 
[Pug is a Cat] rewarded you 1000 RMB, and became a Chief of the book! 
Zhang Zian and Pi couldn't believe their eyes, especially Zhang Zian. He thought that the people in the group were just being polite. It turned out that so many people were willing to support Pi with real money.
"Pi, look at the Subscriptions!" After all, the Subscriptions were key for the book's survival. If it had more than 3000 Subscriptions, a book could be named in Qidian's Hall of Fame, and be remembered forever. 　　 
Pi opened the main page. There were already over a thousand Subscriptions. If things continued this way, entering the Hall of Fame would be very easy.　　 
"Pi, relax and go to sleep," Zhang Zian said. "I know that you care about the number of Subscriptions, but you can't keep waiting like this. You haven't been outside ever since you came to the pet shop. How about tomorrow, you go outside and play with everyone?"　　
"Eek." Pi nodded reluctantly, then took off its glasses, and laid down in the hammock. 　
Zhang Zian turned off the lights. Pi laid down, but its eyes were still wide open, staring at the dark ceiling. It crossed its arms in front of its chest as if it was praying. Pi's pupils were glistening, full of anticipation and hope.　　 
Book of Pi was lying on the desk, the gold circle shining.　　
Tomorrow will be a great day.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

?? "Who is Haicheng Wang Erbo? Hurry down and get the express!"
　　A deafening roar suddenly sounded in the old building of Jiawang community.
　　With this violent roar, Chenyang was so frightened that he immediately got up from the bed and opened the window and shouted:
　　"Uncle Doorman... Wait... My screen name... is called... Haicheng King Erbo!"
　　There is no way. Old buildings like Jiawang district have no property management at all. All the express delivery and takeaways are blocked by the doorman at the door of the district. I have lived here for more than a month, and there is no door-to-door delivery. I have never seen the service, and I have also purchased VIP for consecutive monthly subscriptions. Why is Lao Tzu's life so bitter?
　　Chenyang had no choice but to shout while wearing flip flops, and ran downstairs. His screaming look was simply because...someone who hadn't met overseas suddenly died. , I also paid special attention to the life and death of the next generation of the Chen family, leaving him with a super legacy that he didn't have to work hard for. Counting the days, the delivery of this downstairs demon is probably the legacy of that legend.
　　Climbing 14 floors back and forth, Chenyang holding a big cardboard box, returned to this single rented room.
　　I can't wait to open the courier. Now Chenyang has a feeling of opening a blind box. Looking at the size of the express box on the table, Chenyang guesses blindly... 70% of this chance is the real estate certificate, and 20% is the bank. Card, one chance may be the key to the sports car.
　　This is not a fool's guess. Chenyang has inquired about it. I heard that although the second uncle is not a top rich man overseas, he is also a serious farmer with a large farm of hundreds of acres. In other words, he is a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire. For the poor ghost Chenyang who has just graduated from university with a monthly income of 3,000, the little dream of getting rich this night can finally be realized today.
　　Sure enough, there are more relatives, and sometimes you can live past them, but you don't lose!
　　Chenyang washed his hands with soap, sprayed with perfume, and opened the express box with a sense of ceremony, and then... Chenyang's mentality exploded!
　　Real estate certificate...no!
　　Sports car key...no!
　　Have a bank card...not to mention it!
　　A huge express box contained only two items, a VR glasses and an old-fashioned mobile phone.
　　Second uncle, what about the good legacy?
　　How about these two broken things by mail from thousands of miles away? Could it be... Could it be said that you suddenly had an illegitimate child and received this inheritance benefit first! !
　　???wrong! wrong!
　　The rumored second uncle... Isn't he infertile? How can there be illegitimate children?
　　At this moment, Chen Yang was struggling extremely in his heart, asking for help from Mantian God and Buddha:
　　Everyone who knows and does not know, although I have never had incense, but believers are in their hearts. At this critical moment, give face and bless me Chenyang!
　　After being poor for 24 years, I finally saw the opportunity to explode the rich overnight. Don't worry about Lao Tzu. I can't accept the ups and downs of this life!
　　Second uncle, before you die, you can never play with your nephew like this. You are not afraid that your nephew will go to study excavator. After graduation, dig your small graveyard?
　　I was spitting out in my heart, but I was not idle. Chen Yang picked up the VR glasses and glanced at it. There were scratches on the broken glasses. It turned out to be a second-hand product. Then look at this old broken phone. It's been a few years, and I pressed it twice, and there was electricity.
　　Unpacking here, Chenyang's dream of getting rich suddenly became cold, and he hadn't seen each other. Relatives who haven't given red envelopes during the New Year are unreliable!
　　Sigh, gritted his teeth, I really don't believe in evil today, I just tear it down! !
　　Chenyang looked through it and found a recording on the phone. After opening the recording silently, he heard a hoarse voice on the phone:
　　"Nephew,
 
Although you haven't seen me, as the only seedling of the 9th generation of the Chen family, no one inherits the family property after my death, nor can we let the only seedling of our family live in obscurity in obscurity!　　In order to express his infinite concern for the next generation of the Chen family, the second uncle specially sold all his property before he died, just to give you a pair of VR glasses!
　　Don't thank the second uncle, after putting on your glasses, you will open up a new world! "
　　After Chenyang heard this recording, this was not a good feeling in his heart, let alone anything else, now he only has a simple little thought, how remote my second uncle lives, isn't that so-called hundreds of acres of farms not accessible Net, don't you know the domestic development situation at all?
　　Why are you talking about the broken glasses that you bought on the farm? Are you fooling around here?
　　How much can a broken VR goggles cost? I really thought Xiaoye had never seen the world? This online shopping is estimated to be 99 free shipping! Before he died, he still fooled people, and this relative was no longer there!
　　Do you think it is not sold in China? Do you think Haicheng has no VR experience hall? Use the ground to satirize the young master from thousands of miles away?
　　Chenyang silently lit a cigarette. UU read www.uukanshu.com and recalled the movie he watched last week. It was the one (the richest man in tomatoes).
　　The second uncle of his family left a legacy of tens of billions, but his second uncle left a broken VR glasses. The difference in life is a bit too big!
　　After smoking a cigarette helplessly, he breathed out the suffocation in his chest. It seemed that he really didn't have the wealth and wealth of heaven, and he really faced the reality of poverty.
　　Move the VR glasses to the side and let out the place to start soaking noodles. Since you can't become a rich second generation who inherits the inheritance, you can only be a poor ghost who eats instant noodles!
　　Soak the instant noodles, open the live broadcast with your mobile phone, and watch others eating large lobsters and salmon. You can only use this way to quench your thirst by looking at plums to infuse your own braised beef noodles with a little taste of lobster and salmon!
　　belch!
　　A meal of instant noodles, a glass of iced Coke, Chenyang lay on the bed and hiccup comfortably, he lay there after eating and drinking enough, while raising fat casually, while looking at the phone, watching the recent Chase the net article.
　　Suddenly the screen of the mobile phone went black. I had no choice but to charge the broken mobile phone. In this small single room rented by Chenyang, there was no TV. The only entertainment tool was the mobile phone. Now the mobile phone is out of power, it's midnight. My friend sleeps at 2 o'clock for 5 hours, can't you just lie in bed in a daze?
　　After lying on the bed boringly for a while, Chenyang's boring eyes finally fell on the VR glasses. Anyway, I was idle, or just look at the broken glasses sent by the second uncle!
　　Chenyang found a comfortable position, lay there, put on VR glasses, and saw it on the road, suddenly an electronic sound rang in his ear:
　　"Welcome to... Wanjie Academy!"

A courier of overseas heritage, a pair of VR glasses linking the world, since then opened the road to heaven.








Link: https://read.qidian.com/chapter/5s2jpifDeW6LTMDvzUJZaQ2/KzcZLbmtuvS2uJcMpdsVgA2

October 26th…
Zhongdian Chinese Network…
Ma Yiqun had just finished watching the interview that Tengda did with the official platform. There was a satisfied smile on his face. 
Since Boss Pei had many outstanding employees, Ma Yiqun was not given a chance to be interviewed. He was not featured in the video either. 
However, many people in the interview were Ma Yiqun's friends and close colleagues. Thus, watching the interview made him feel comforted and pleased. 
How good! Everyone's dreams have come true.
Ma Yiqun closed the official platform and opened another web browser to access Zhongdian Chinese Network's backend platform. 
The figures showed that Ma Yiqun's new novel had achieved over two thousand subscriptions! 
This was not much compared to Infinite Chinese Network's standards; after all, one's novel would only be considered top-tier if it reached more than three thousand subscriptions. 
However, for Ma Yiqun and Zhongdian Chinese Network's standards, this was not bad! 
Ma Yiqun knew very well that Zhongdian Chinese Network still had far fewer readers compared to Infinite Chinese Network at the moment. 
A book might easily reach over three thousand subscriptions in Infinite Chinese Network, but would probably only get over one thousand at Zhongdian Chinese Network. 
Zhongdian Chinese Network had already gained many new readers after Repent and be Saved was released, and Tengda linked all the accounts on various platforms together. However, one could not expect a website for online literature to become popular overnight. Instead, they had to slowly allow the number of readers to build up. 
Ma Yiqun had received a sum of money from Boss Pei mainly to top-up the remuneration for authors of books like that. Since top-quality books could only reach a thousand-odd subscriptions at Zhongdian Chinese Network, Ma Yiqun could use this sum of money to increase the authors' remuneration. 
Based on these calculations, the fact that Ma Yiqun's novel got over two thousand subscriptions on Zhongdian Chinese Network meant that it would probably get over six thousand subscriptions on Infinite Chinese Network. That was quite a good figure! 
Ma Yiqun did not top-up his own remuneration because he did not really mind the remuneration. 
Comparatively, getting readers' recognition was much more important to him! 
After failing multiple times when he wrote for Infinite Chinese Network, Ma Yiqun began to doubt his own skills. He had only begun writing again as a hobby and did not even give his own book recommendation spots. 
Yet, it came as a pleasant surprise that so many people had subscribed to his novel! 
Boss Pei had called in the morning, requesting for Ma Yiqun to bring all the staff of Zhongdian Chinese Network and TPDb out for a meal in order to reward them for their hard work. 
Boss Pei sounded very determined. It did not seem like there was room for Ma Yiqun to turn him down. 
Thus, Ma Yiqun made a reservation at Swan Lake Restaurant. He was prepared to bring his subordinates out for a feast. 
Of course, it would have been best if they could go to the nameless restaurant, but it was fully-booked. 
Buzz… buzz…
At that moment, Ma Yiqun's cell phone began to vibrate. There was no caller ID, but a long string of numbers was displayed on the screen. 
Ma Yiqun glanced at it and saw that it was a familiar number. His first instinct was to reject the call, but after hesitating for a moment, he accepted it. 
"Dubiao, you're finally picking up the call?" The caller sounded several years older than Ma Yiqun. 
Ma Yiqun smiled helplessly. "Older Brother, what's the matter?" 
"Are you still working at the game company?" The man asked. 
Ma Yiqun remained silent for a moment and said, "Older Brother, just tell me why you called. There's no need for small talk between us." 
The man sighed. "Dubiao, I know that you only entered the game industry in the heat of the moment. Recently, I realized that the local game industry does not care much for storylines. I imagine Jingzhou would be much worse. Aren't you wasting your time working there?
"Be it online literature or games, none of these are considered real work. No matter which industry you choose, you'd be wasting your talents. 
"I met our grandfather a few days ago. Our uncle and I think the same. You've already worked in that game company for so long. It's about time you thought about leaving, right? You can take one year to prepare for the entrance exam and continue on your path towards academia. It's not too late to look for a teaching job in a school. 
"If you're serious about writing, I think you're more suited for the traditional path. We can share some of our connections with you. 
"You were stubborn back then, and you insisted on writing online literature. Still, you never succeeded. It's about time you admitted that you're not cut out for the work." 
The corners of Ma Yiqun's mouth curled upwards into a smile. 
The man on the phone was Ma Yiqun's cousin; he was eighteen years older than Ma Yiqun. 
This cousin of his was part of the writers' association. He had published physical novels that sold quite well. One could say he had left Ma Yiqun far behind. 
If Ma Yiqun had received this call a few months ago, perhaps he would have been persuaded. 
After all, this cousin of his had walked the same road before. What's more, after entering Shang Yang Games, Ma Yiqun had witnessed the unsteadiness of the game industry. 
During his time at Shang Yang Games, Ma Yiqun had been in charge of repackaging the games. He was basically doing manual labor; his skills were not required and untouched. 
He had often asked himself if he was wasting his life away.
He had been born into a family of scholars and had decently graduated from a key university with a major in literature. He also had such a successful cousin. Of course, Ma Yiqun had felt ashamed about where he was in life. 
However, everything was different now. 
Still smiling, Ma Yiqun replied, "Older Brother, I think you're mistaken. 
"The official platform has recommended our latest game. The West also has high praises for our overseas versions. The storyline is particularly exceptional. 
"My new novel is also getting quite popular. I think it would reach the top tier soon. Readers have been leaving positive feedback as well." 
Ma Yiqun's cousin was stunned. "Your new novel? Since when did you write a new novel?" 
Ma Yiqun became shocked as well. Suddenly, he frowned. 
Huh?
He quickly picked up a very serious problem with his cousin's reaction. 
Still frowning, Ma Yiqun said, "Older Brother, I have never revealed my pen name on Infinite Chinese Network to anyone in the family."
Both parties were speechless. 
Ma Yiqun was extremely intelligent. At once, he understood what had happened. 
Something was wrong! 
When he first decided to venture into online literature, he faced a lot of resistance from his family. That was why he decided to start writing novels while he was in university—so that he could prove himself to them. 
Although every novel that he wrote failed, he had never revealed his pen name to his family. 
Yet, his cousin seemed shocked to find out that he had written a new novel. 
Ma Yiqun guessed from his cousin's tone that the latter thought the former had stopped writing novels after he started working in the game industry. What's more, he must have been quite certain about this. Otherwise, he would not have sounded so shocked. 
Why was he so certain?
It was probably because his cousin had found out about Ma Yiqun's pen name on Infinite Chinese Network and had been keeping an eye on his account! 
His cousin remained silent for a long time before he finally spoke again. 
"Ai, Dubiao, I'm sorry. You're so intelligent. I shouldn't hide things from you at this point. I'll just tell you the truth. 
"Actually, I'm good friends with one of the senior editors-in-chief at Infinite Chinese Network. Those novels of yours did well in the beginning, but I told my friend to edit their figures. I wanted you to quit and forget about writing online literature. 
"I was afraid that you would continue writing online literature for a long time after tasting a bit of success. 
"This road leads to a dead-end!" 
Ma Yiqun: "…"
He had no idea how to react. He was furious but also elated. 
He was furious because he had finally found the culprit! 
Ma Yiqun had always found it weird that his books had been so popular when they were available to the public but had failed once they were made pay-to-read. 
It would have been understandable if the figures had fallen slightly. However, his novels had deteriorated from being top-tier to only getting thirty subscriptions. That was too suspicious! 
However, Ma Yiqun did not suspect that his family members were behind this. Who would have thought that a huge website like Infinite Chinese Network would alter backend figures and pick on a minor author? 
Now, he finally understood. Somebody had been plotting against him! 
Ma Yiqun laughed, feeling slightly relieved. "Older Brother, don't worry about me. I chose this path, and I know how to walk it. I don't agree that the path of online literature leads to a dead end. 
"One day, I will prove it to you." 
After hanging up, Ma Yiqun felt particularly happy. 
The dark cloud that had been hanging above his head all this time had finally dissipated! 
One could say that Ma Yiqun had started writing online literature for Infinite Chinese Network and working as the plot planner for Shang Yang Games, partly because he wanted to prove himself. However, Ma Yiqun now took his job as the editor-in-chief and the one in charge of Zhongdian Chinese Network as his life's mission.
At that moment, Ma Yiqun felt immensely grateful for Boss Pei. If Boss Pei had not recognized his talent and arranged for him to work as the editor-in-chief of Zhongdian Chinese Network, how would his story have developed to this point? 
Perhaps Ma Yiqun would have lived his entire life thinking that nobody wanted to read his novels. He would have left the online literature industry forever and slowly lost interest in the game industry. Finally, he would go back to his old path like his cousin wanted. 
Thus, he had to do his job well. He had to repay Boss Pei for his trust and guidance; he could not let Boss Pei down. 
He had to make Zhongdian Chinese Network popular! 
At that thought, Ma Yiqun accessed Zhongdian Chinese Network's backend platform again and began working seriously. 
… 
… 
October 31st… 
The system screen automatically appeared in front of Pei Qian. 
<Wealth Conversion System>
<Owner: Pei Qian>
<Profit Conversion Ratio 100:1. Loss Conversion Ratio 1:1>
<Settlement starting…>
<System Funds: 5,940,000+840,000 (↓1,220,000)>
<Fixed Assets: A semi-commercial villa at Ming Yun Villas (8,460,000)>
<Personal Wealth: 485,831.5>
<This Week's Special Task: Making profits and incurring losses are all part and parcel of business. The owner seems to be caught up with the profit he is making. This is not the attitude a talented businessman should have. The System advises the owner to achieve a loss before the next settlement date. [Complete]>
<Special Task Completion Reward: A mysterious surprise within the System's regulations. [Redeemable]>
<Settlement in progress…>
<Conversion in progress…>
<System Funds: 5,940,000+840,000 (↓1,220,000)>
<Fixed Assets: A semi-commercial villa at Ming Yun Villas (8,460,000)>
<Personal Wealth: 1,830,000 (↑1,220,000x110%)>
After seeing this line of numbers, Pei Qian felt so overjoyed that his eyes began to well up. 
That was too easy! 
He was finally seeing more than a million yuan in his Personal Wealth! 


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
------------------------------------------------------------
This book is highly popular in China and has set off a new trend. Webnovel has very high expectations for this book and has gotten the author to refine the first chapter as an exclusive for global readers. We hope everyone will enjoy reading it.

By the time Father Wang finished smoking one cigarette after his alarming, demonic screech, the female broadcast host Little Xuan had finally come rushing back in after receiving the notification. She tidied up her messy fringe before sitting down demurely in front of the computer screen, her eyes twinkling at the camera as she waved with a pleasantly surprised expression on her face. "Hi! So Jiaomei has come! Welcome, welcome!"
From Wang Ling's point of view, Little Xuan's looks were nothing spectacular and not as outstanding as online otakus had made them out to be. She had the standard hallmarks of an online celebrity, with straight eyebrows and an oval face. However, comparing facial features alone, Wang Ling felt that even without makeup, Lotus Sun was still more attractive. He had to admit, though, that compared with those tedious look-alike female broadcasters online, Little Xuan was nonetheless a pleasant-looking girl with just the right type of voice, sweet and not shrill. In addition, she was wearing a lacy maid's outfit, and black silk stockings on her slender legs…
Hmm, perhaps this was the reason why the audience loved Little Xuan.
As Wang Ling pondered this with his chin in his hands, on the other side, Father Wang had stubbed out his cigarette butt and was looking at Little Xuan plaintively. She clearly understood what this expression meant. "It seems our Jiaomei has run out of inspiration again?"
"The old book is about to be finished, but I have no inspiration for a new one. In a word, I'm anxious!"
Father Wang rubbed the skin between his knitted eyebrows. "There has to be a seamless transition between the completion of the old book and the publication of the new one. Otherwise our whole family will have to tighten our belts…" (And there's a possibility we won't be able to afford even tableware. The amount we spend on tableware for our family oddity each month is not a small one!)
As Father Wang bewailed his poverty, other fans of Little Xuan in the live stream started to kick up a fuss.
"Jiaomei, you're a guru! If you're poor, us white collar small fry who go to work everyday won't need to live anymore!"
"By the way, I'm new here. Is there anyone who can tell me what Master Jiaomei's pen name is? What books has he written?"
"The hell? You don't know Jiaomei?! Jiaomei's pen name is Wang Situ!"
"Holy shit! He's actually Guru Wang Situ!"
...
Just like that, chaos broke out in the live stream!
Because this pen name Wang Situ was too renowned!
When he had been a newbie in the world of web novels back then, Father Wang had finished writing three hundred thousand words in less than two months and had completely floored audiences with his debut novel Let Go of that Wet Nurse. Chapter subscriptions for the novel soared to over two hundred thousand users, setting a new online record for most subscriptions ever and even trouncing top veterans who had been writing web novels for a long time. 
It could be said that at the time, Wang Situ had made an explosive entrance; he was a dark horse who had burst out from under Five-finger Mountain[1] and caught many veteran writers off guard. Previously, a top-ranked writer named Zhu Ge, who had been serializing his books on the Cultivation Reading Network for nearly twenty years, had been so pissed off by Wang Situ's debut that he had quit.
Although Father Wang seldom talked about his writing at home, Wang Ling had nonetheless heard the mighty online legends about him. Over the years, he had made a name for himself and was now very well-known. Nevertheless, the name Wang Situ was still a mysterious existence even to the editors on the Cultivation Reading Network. 
Father Wang had been selected as the top writer at the annual novel awards many times and the website sent him an invitation to the event every year, but he had never attended a single one. He turned down all notices of online and offline activities and dedicated himself solely to literary creation.
After Wang Jiaomei's identity was revealed, there was an endless bombardment of bullet messages[2] in Little Xuan's live stream. Audience numbers even soared from an initial three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand. Looking at this, one could see how popular Father Wang was online… 
"Who would have thought Master Jiaomei was Guru Wang Situ! … By the way, is the book Let Go of that Wet Nurse finished yet?"
"Not yet! But it will be soon — the problem now is that our Guru Wang Situ is worrying over a new book…"
"It's finally going to be finished!" Someone sent a crying emoji. "I remember when I started following this book by Guru Wang Situ; I was still in Qi Condensation primary school back then. Now I'm going to graduate from university soon!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang sent a sweat emoji. "…"
"It's been serialized for thirteen years already, shouldn't this book be ranked number one with the most number of words in a novel?"
"Not yet, there's still an ongoing book called A Reborn Demon's Life. I heard that there was a cultivation master following this book who went into seclusion for one hundred years, and after he came out, he found that this book was still ongoing. It startled him so much it triggered an early ascension in his cultivation realm, and he almost died from the divine tribulation which followed!"
"… Guru Wang Situ, please don't finish yet! Try to beat this book's number of words for the number one spot!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang couldn't help laughing. Even if he continued this book, there was no way the number of words could surpass those in that Demon's Life book. After all, that book had started serialization when the website was first set up.
Let Go of that Wet Nurse told the story of a protagonist who had been reincarnated into the body of a weak prince and how he grew by relying on wet nurses. Later on, thanks to Wet Nurse Rong's steel acupuncture needle, the protagonist was able to open up his Governing Vein. Using a god-given palm technique, he defeated the top killer in the country, King of Killers Demon Huoyun, and became a world-class master…
Back then, inspiration for this story had struck Father Wang when he had been leisurely reading the newspaper on the toilet bowl. Who would have thought that after turning it into a serialized novel, it would unexpectedly enjoy wide popularity among readers.
But after years of serialization, Father Wang felt that he had already included everything he wanted to say in this story. There was no integrity in continuing to write it just for the sake of doing so. Since this was a novel, he should give the characters he created a satisfying end.
This thought did still make him a little sad, however. After all, it was a book he had been writing for more than ten years, and also his debut work. It was inevitable that suddenly finishing it to start a new one would make him feel a little empty and lonely.
That was why Father Wang had sought out Little Xuan. He felt that this kind of youthful and lively maiden would be able to soothe the regret in his heart. At the same time, girls tended to have vivid imaginations, so he thought that Little Xuan might be able to give him some tips for inspiration.
It had been less than half an hour after Father Wang had gone online. Little Xuan looked at the number of people in the live stream. After Father Wang's identity had been revealed… the number had already surged to six hundred thousand.
Father Wang alone had helped her attract three hundred thousand new spectators…
For a broadcaster, this was far more precious than any gift she might receive!
And so, Little Xuan straightaway changed the subject of the live stream to "Let's help Guru Wang Situ come up with new themes!"
After making this change, this maiden sank into deep thought, clearing racking her brain on the computer screen.
Whenever Little Xuan answered a question on love, she did so with unruffled calm. Thus, the audience had never seen her troubled like this before. The bullet messages flew around the live stream once again…
"Little Xuan is vexed! But still so beautiful!"
"New meme of Little Xuan, GET!"
Looking at this noisy and excited barrage of bullet messages, Father Wang absent-mindedly pulled out a cigarette. There were now six hundred thousand people helping him to think up themes. Even if he wasn't going to use them, at the very least he should be able to get some good ideas.
Pa! The moment Father Wang flicked his lighter on, Little Xuan's face suddenly brightened on the computer screen. "I don't know how to write a novel… but I think maybe you can try this theme… Jiaomei, how about live streaming?"
Live streaming?
Father Wang immediately patted his head. That was right, he could make it about live streaming! Why hadn't he thought of that himself!
[1] This is an allusion to the novel 'Journey to the West,' when the monk Tripitaka frees Sun Wukong from his imprisonment under Wuzhi, or Five-finger Mountain.
[2] Bullet messages are when users watching a video stream can make live comments, which fly across the screen over the video. The original Chinese word 弹幕 actually translates into "bullet screen."


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

"Ree-" I almost slipped out his real name in excitement, "Redde! Congratulations dude!"

Having won another game, I was in Freeplay waiting in queue for another game.

I muted myself quickly from the call.

"Welcome everyone to our stream! I hope everyone's enjoying as much as I am."

'Birdboxer has donated 5 dollars'
["hit a trick shot and i'll gift 10 subs"]

Gifting 10 subs meant he would gift five-dollar subscriptions to the channel to ten random viewers. 

Obviously, this meant even chat went crazy and wanted me to hit an insane shot.

I smiled at the camera devilishly like Felix successfully for the first time.

"Challenge accepted."

[Modeling has gained 82.5 points. (16.5 * 5)]

The high number of points gave rise to even more excitement. 

That bewitching expression I just did successfully was due to the mood set by the joy and hype of the viewers exhilarated my quickly beating heart.

Having the heart-thumping excitement running through my blood, and the music influencing my emotions I finally emitted the provocative expression perfectly.

My facial muscles tweaked and became even more tantalizing.

[Modeling has gained 110 points. (22 * 5)]

[Chat:

Charlxiesimp: SEMOENJ FREKNA SCREENHSOT  TAHT RIGHT NOW

Samantttta: LITRLY ONLY WATCHING FOR CHARLIE I DONT CARE ABOUT NO CAR GAME

Thot_police: WEVE GOT CONFIRMED SUSPECTS ON THE LOOSE! CODE RED CODE RED!

Caatttkatia: "WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE FELIX FNHJSKNHJJDNS"

Doorboxmirrorbed: I DONT FRICKN CARE HES NOW MY HUSBAND I STAN I STAN I STAN

Applegirl: MR CHARLIE HOW DO U LIKE UR EGGS IN THE MRONING]

The magnetizing expression became even more tantalizing than the one Felix had in the image Blake showed me and gave me a remarkable number of points.

I unmuted myself from the call.

"Redde you ready?"

The noise of a game starting alerted us and the 'Joining' loading screen appeared.

Since we were in a low rank, our ranks were rising quickly and he was now a Gold II. I still had not completed my Unranked games but we had just now been playing against Platinum players so we can assume I am now a Plat player.

Reed's voice was also excited and passionate and spoke with an inflamed voice.

[Redde: "Let's get it, dude."]

People weren't watching just for our gameplay anymore, they were watching because of the exciting atmosphere in both the chat and us. 

Reed would start the kickoff this time.

I went to the side to collect boost and filled my maximum capacity.

He speeded towards the ball, and in his excitement, his car moved a little to the side and completely missed the ball.

[Redde: "Ah, dangit! My finger twitched."]

I chuckled, "No worries."

[Modeling has gained 16.5 points.]

This stream is literally a walking skill leveler.

The opponent hit the ball straight to the net, and I quickly hit it towards the corner of our field.

The ball rolled up and I drove up the wall to hit it down.

The opponent failed to block my hit and flung themselves towards the wall.

The ball fell on the floor and I boosted to land faster and caught the ball.

"Watch this Redde."

The ball floated freely on the nose of my car, a skill in the game known as 'dribbling' and I headed towards the opponent's net.

[Redde: "Oh, do it to them, Charlie."]

I jumped up and carried the ball on top of my car to the air. 

What I will be going for now is called an 'air-dribble bump'

This consists of dribbling the ball in the air and finally flying towards the opponent to either demolish their car or hit them out to prevent them from saving the ball.

The ball heading towards their net, I pressed down on the boost button and flew speedily towards the incoming defender about to save the shot.

Hitting the opponent's car, their car exploded and the ball cleanly went through their net— scoring the first goal of the game.

[Redde: "OH MY GOD CHARLIE DO IT TO THEM, DUDE! What even did you do? How did you kill him mid-air?!?!?!?!"]

Reed yelled very passionately.

I too was about to yell 'LETS GOOOO' but I remembered I had to maintain composure and twinkled a ferocious grin.

"It's called an air-dribble bump. Does that count as a trickshot?"

[Gaming has gained 5 points.]

[Chat:

ballchaserr: OMG WTF 

Gamezone: WHAT THE FUUUUUUU

heinousferdinand: BIRDBOXER BETTER GIVE THOSE 10 GIFTED SUBS RIGHT NOWWWWW]

Since the game hadn't been released for that long, air-dribble bumps hadn't been seen at all due to its difficulty except for some lucky scenarios.

Of course, what I did wasn't too insane as all I had to do was go straight since the opponent was directly in front of me.

'Birdboxer has gifted 10 subscriptions!'
["yup that counts"]

"Thank you very much, Birdboxer."

I checked the live count and it had risen dramatically once again. It was now at 60,000 concurrent viewers.

The staggering number made my blood pump faster.

[Redde: "CHARLIE?! Ladies and Gentlemen, we're almost at 130,000 live viewers! Welcome everyone to the stream!"]

He was near his high of 150,000 viewers. Of course, though it's not as much as others like bzoomster and Bread with 300,000 at the same time or blacklily with 257,000, or even Yvette with 320,000 at one point.

Of course, that's due to their years of streaming and different events and special occasions they've organized as long time streamers and internet celebrities.

"Dang I'm also at 60,000 right now dude."

[Redde: "Congratulations man!"]

His happiness was palpable and contagious to everyone. I felt joy and excitement blooming from inside me.

"Thank you dude", the next kickoff was starting, "Redde, you got this?" 

[Redde: "Yuh."]

As the games progressed, I gave him tips and suggestions which gained points for my 'Teaching' skill continuously. 

Since the thousands of viewers were also part of the 'teaching lecture' my teaching skill accumulated massive amounts of points and leveled up extendedly.

Reed began playing exceedingly well for his rank due to his videogame talents— and I want to believe due to my teaching skill.

Our games became even easier though we were facing harder opponents each time.

If we keep playing this well, reaching high plat or even diamond would not be impossible within a few days. Ranking high in this still relatively medium-sized player base was not hard.

After today's stream, Rocket League will most likely see a surge in players due to the exposure. 

We ended with an unstoppable win streak and paused the grinding to rest our eyes and fingers from the long session.

Changing the stream to 'Just Chatting' I zoomed my face into the stream and grinned at the camera.

'Gregdaman0 has donated 1 dollar'
["papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie papi charlie"]

I'm going to have to do something about the donations. The tremendous amount of viewers have been spamming 1 dollar donations with weird messages.

Though I'm grateful for the donations, it's drowning out the other donations people make wanting to give me a genuine message.

[Redde: "I still can't believe you hit Platinum II just on your placement games."]

"I mean, you are in Platinum too already."

I shrugged.

[Redde: "Yeah, true. Thanks for the carry bro."]

"No problem man. It seems I carry you in any game we play."

[Redde: "Say that again when I once again save you from getting murdered first round in Among Us."]

"...you're the one that's killed me the most…"

[Redde: "Tsk, tsk. That's your fault for trusting me."]

"Yeah, yeah okay bodyguard. Just name me a game and I'll carry you every single time."

[Redde: "Yeah, let's go bowling and see how it goes."]

"Dude, I got ten out of ten strikes. I'm a walking dime bag."

[Redde: "You got lucky every single time. It's completely illogical to strike ten no-lookers."]

"Haters gonna hate bro."

[Chat:

Samantttta: BRO I FOKN SHIP THEM

Jamie_thatcher: CHARLIE X REDDE = CHADDE

fuzeKJ: CHADDE

Caattkattia: CHADDE]

I ignored the comments and the silence radiating from Reed also told me he was getting the same message from his chat.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"So uh… Chadde, huh."

[Redde: "Pffft— dude you're getting the same spammers?"]

"Heh. Yea."

'Bigmanhusso has subscribed for 1 month.'

["check reddes profile right now"]

Immediately, my brain connected the dots. There's no way he's at 200,000 live viewers right now, is he?

"Thank you bigmanhusso. I'll check right now."

I swiped to his profile with the camera still zoomed on my face and what the audience saw was a wide-open mouth.

Fortunately, the charm cloud inside my brain directed my facial muscles to still look good else I'd look like a wide-mouthed gaping chump.

I read the digits out loud,

"Two hundred… seventy-eight?"

[Redde: "Huh?"]

I contemplated the reason why this could happen.

Not very long ago, he was at 130,000 viewers. What happened for him to be at 278,000? 

"Ree-" I almost slipped out his name again, "Redde, viewer count check?"

[Redde: "Oh, I'm at…" his voice seemed very casual.
"I'm at… uh… two hundred seventy-eight thousand viewers."]

"Mmm. Yeah. Two hundred seventy-eight thousand viewers."

We had silence for a few seconds.

[Redde: "Charlie, I'm heading to your house. Be right back."]

"Huh?"

Silence...

['Redde has raided your stream with 278,869 viewers!']

Ah. Hello?

Facing the voluminous number of viewers suddenly at my stream I blinked once. Twice. Thrice.

"Ah. Welcome, Redde's viewers to the stream… I'm sure Redde will be back soon?"

The last time I checked, I was at 60,000. The sum of 60,000 and 278,000 is 338,000, so why am I at 369,000?

"Welcome, welcome everybody to my stream… We're three hundred sixty-nine people…"

I stared at the digits vacantly.

[Chat:

cryos: lol wats up charlie chadde

Diamondchaos: omfg wait hes going to charlies house? 

formulaofspeed: bruh hello charlie

SMOIN: omg charlie im begging u pls show reddes face]

Suddenly, after the viewer that went by 'SMOIN' suggested me to show Reed's face, the chat began to be spammed by thousands of people agreeing to the idea vehemently.

My number of viewers began to spike dramatically once again with new common additions to the chat:

'Redde face reveal? Where?'

Haha… Reed. Where are you?

'Nikan has donated 10 dollars.'

["bro im begging please show his face"]

"Thank you for the 10 dollars… we'll see what happens."

And there were more donations continuously asking for Reed's face reveal.

I did not know his face was that wanted in the gaming community…

"Ah… hello. We're… four hundred thousand people now? Welcome…"

My charm cloud was working overtime to prevent me from looking like a fool right now.

I conversed with chat for a while in a vacant state while we waited for Reed to arrive at my home.

Hearing a voice in my mind I hadn't heard in a long time, my daze ended.

[The System recommends the host to keep doing his best!]

Ah. What am I? 

I'm an idiot sandwich that's what I am. I have 400,000 people in the stream right now, I should be getting used to this.

I coughed and presented a natural smile which ended up feeling even better than normal.

[Modeling has gained 115.5 points (23.1 * 5)]

"About Redde's face, I'm not too sure what will happen. It's not under my jurisdiction. Let's hope for the best, though."

I cheekily winked like a mischievous child.

[Modeling has gained 16.5 points.]

[Chat:

Caatttkatia: <DMJIEDJREDFNSJNDNFE

Samantttta: MKSADIWAKS<D WTFFFFFF

Thot_police: Its over....

Samantttta: GHWIAJSDUWA

Caatttkatia: OMGMDSN SDJAWNAJSD 

Doorboxmirrorbed: bru dont tell me i missed something good

LastEli: my condolences for u door

Pandasoul: at this point i think theres more females than males watching

veratala: im flalling in lov char char xxxxxxxxx]

At this point, I didn't know what to think of my viewers.
 The only people I knew of from Earth with this many female thirsters were CORPSE, Sykkuno, and I don't know who else.

The feeling is definitely uncomfortable though.

Even worse, I'm going to have to get used to this sort of attention by the career-path I'm taking…

'blacklily has raided your stream with 87,308 viewers!'

Ah... more?

[Author Note:
Enjoying? I hope so!! 
Haven't been reading comments in a while because I've been busy with some things but it's the weekend and I now can.  I'm excited to read them because I always get a huge laugh and smile out of them.
What are your thoughts on the chapter? Please comment down below.

Song recommendations:
literally anything by Lost Sky:
Lost Sky - Dreams pt. II
Lost Sky - Vision

Charlie Yang is suddenly pushed into a new unfamiliar yet familiar world with the memories of his alternate self! 

With a power no one else has, technology to be discovered, and famous works not existing in this new world, how will Charlie reach the stars? 

Rising through heartbreak, join Charlie as he and his Achievement System achieve greatness!

1-2 chapters daily. Will increase in the future.

Chapters are around 1,500 words in length.

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