Writing this story makes me feel happy and knowing that I am sharing this story with people makes me feel gooD.

When you are seen as weak most of your life, no one expects much from you. So they'll never know what hit them.
Just ask Legolas Eilianther.

I had a thought what if I made random titles and/or intros that people can use to make fun novels.
I was thinking of making novels but thought to myself that I don't really have the talent to make novels to the end or realy capture the audience attention. I could capture the attention for a short while but not for the whole novel.
I just hope one of my ideas can become a good novel.

if any of the ideas capture your attention feel free to use it and let me know. I would like to read it.

Franklin roosevelt wasn't always the best of people , he was good at times and bad at other just like any other human being in the world, he was totally normal no higher IQ, no vast knowledge,  he wasn't even good looking,  but one thing for sure , he was a decent guy .
born on earth on may 27th 1987 , he had a bachelor degree on mechanical engineering from a mid level college, which he didn't bust his ass to get , he only studied to get by and nothing more . 
so without high degree or without recognition he had to apply to normal jobs and get rejected most the time .
one 2012 he finally got a job at a small company that paid minimum wages,  but he didn't complain,  on the contrary,  he was ecstatic about his , he finally had  a steady income , which honestly could be used to pay for his love and passion for comics and fantasy novels , he had read it all from lord of the rings and harry potter to game of thrones and its plots of manipulation and also had a huge love for marvel/ DC comics which he loved since childhood but never got read because he was of poor family ( you heard it folks) he barely had to go with his basic needs .
after 5 years he nearly finished it all until he heard his comic store owner recommend web novels , especially the fan fiction genre which he worshipped and reignited his love for comics by novels made by many people ,some are good , and many are bad ( like way bad ) , he wasn't always fixated on grammar but once he read a novel containing harem in DC / marvel comics his brows would furrow and many black would form on his forehead , like what the shit bringing Japanese manga and Chinese novels logic to fuckin comics , like actually,  what the fuck ??
Today was just another day for him , he had smitten another horny guy who wrote about nothing but his Mc making girls go ahegao , 
really mature , it had become his new hobby making smart comebacks at the horny teens in the sight , so after 10 minutes of continuous insult , he shut his phone and plugged it to charge , satisfied by his handy , offcourse , he went to take a shower  , never knowing the guy he just offended was actually a ROB trying to write a novel to kill some time , and so the ROB decided to kill him by levitating his bathroom sink and throwing it at the top his head , the perfect crime , offcourse , if you weren't spotted by death it's self for the soul had a couple more decades before it died of ( drum role please )  being hit by a  TRUCK , he would have been given a chance at reincarnation and a wish and went on his marry way , so death the only sensible thing , he rat him to the GOD who decided to put him through the trial to find,  surprise  , his chosen one killed by  certain ROB , and damn he was furious the guy wasn't your typical horny self obsessed asshole like the rest and his normalicy gave him a certain thing which most fuckers in reincarnation situations severely lacks , common sense  , yes ladies and gentlemen you heard right , common  sense  , and was happy he was about to end the trial and give the guy a bit of luck to push his life forward he would have designed a new yacht engine which would have brought him millions  , and before that would have met the love his life , but No , all that is gone because one stupid ROB couldn't refute a mortal on web novel site , and some one had to pay.

 that's what brings magnificent hall of godly ( looks similar to zeno from dragon balls ) , with death , a soul , god and a ROB

a guy who loves comics and stories and novels end up dying for a stupid reason, he gets compensated and sent to the turmoil filled world of DC's justice league to save it and correct the wrongs with a set of wishes.

I don't own DC or marvel am just  a fan making a novel to pass time .

In the end, Mr. Tao accepted the first-round TV broadcast rights of Blazing Teens and promised that the show would be broadcasted as soon as possible at prime time. Afterward, Mr. Tao enthusiastically offered to show Meng Lang around the TV station.
Meng Lang tactfully turned down the offer. After leaving Jiangchuan TV, he immediately went to the airport and boarded the first flight for Zhonghai.
Zhonghai, Shangjing, Xiangnan, Pengcheng…
Meng Lang travelled up and down the country and managed to sign broadcast contracts with 12 provincial TV stations.
Of the 12, five had promised to broadcast Blazing Teens on their comprehensive channels, which had a broader audience base, and the other seven were going to broadcast it on their children's channels.
While Meng Lang was busy negotiating deals on broadcasting Blazing Teens, a piece of information went viral in the film and TV industry.
"Some stupid second rich generation spent 10 million on making a TV series, then gave it to the TV channels to broadcast for free…"
"Seriously? Can someone be that stupid? Does his family own trees that grow money?"
"I don't care about where he gets the money from, just tell me how the TV series is."
"I've asked. It's so bad! Like, incurably bad! And it's a feature show!"
"Feature show? Do people still make such outdated things?"
"I told you he was stupid!"
The discussion in the industry hadn't affected Meng Lang yet, probably because he hadn't been in this world for long and knew no one in the circle.
But it didn't take long for the discussion to go beyond the circle and soon reached the internet.
It first started when a famous director known from Chinese New Year movies bombarded actors and actresses in his Weibo posts, saying that their exorbitant salaries led to the increase in production costs, but the increase in the quality of the films wasn't proportionate to that of the cost.
And the director, who was nicknamed "small cannon", went on and on about that issue until he finally got straight to the point, saying that the root of all problems was the inflows of speculative money, which created too many bubbles in the film and TV industry.
At the mention of this, the director complained. "Is the inflow of capital a good thing? I was told that with generous investors, there will be much less constraint during the shooting, but if you ask me, although the investors are putting in more money, the actors and actresses are getting paid much more, too. When you add in the extra cost of the increased salary, the profit of the film remains the same. Am I right?"
What an obnoxious man!
Actors and actresses sneered at his speech and some were even cursing him behind his back. "Pork used to be a lot cheaper back in the days, but I don't see you accusing the rise in pork prices."
One had to admit that although those working in the industry found the director's opinion contemptuous, the online general public enjoyed it.
The online community supported "small cannon", saying that they were reading more and more news on overpaid actors and actresses and that the production company had spent all the money on the salaries, leaving no money for making good films.
So far, it was still a famous director complaining about overpriced actors and actresses.
But "small cannon" was never afraid of offending other people. Not only did he mention the invasion of capital into the film and TV industry, but he had even listed Meng Lang as an example.
"I heard about this deal recently, which I found rather funny. Let me tell you about it."
"A film and television company was founded at Jiangchuan recently and it shouldn't have been a big deal. Capital invasion didn't happen yesterday. So be it." 
"But that company was something!"
"How so? It was backed with a lot of money and has made a TV series just to satisfy its boss, with no regard for its cost. I heard that they've completed the shooting in three months with an investment of several million. Once completed, they didn't sell it, but let the TV channels run it for free." 
"When I heard about this news, I felt so sorry for my fellow workers in the TV industry. We're all doing the same line of work and cherish our careers."
"This troublemaker just came out of nowhere. He doesn't respect the job, but decided to make a feast of pigwash for his guests. Naturally, the guests won't be pleased after eating the pig wash and will blame someone for it. But who will they blame? Since the cook himself doesn't live on the thing he made and took off after cooking, the guests will have no one to vent their anger, so they'll have to blame it on other cooks."
In the end, the director concluded. "The capital invasion has led to an increase in the salary, which I'm against. Of course, there's good and bad capital. We welcome companies like XX Capital, but not someone, like a certain film and television company in Jiangchuan!"
Sitting in the airport lounge, Meng Lang read every single word of the director's complaint he posted on Weibo.
Meng Lang agreed with some of, if not all of his opinions.
But he was speechless when the director named him as the villain and vicious capital.
Why would a filmmaker lash out at someone making TV series?
Plus, that metaphor was so out of line!
Quality-wise, Blazing Teens was indeed no annual hit show. After all, it was limited by the production cost and the positioning. 
But surely, it was no pigwash!
Blazing Teens was a feature show targeted for children and a toy advertisement campaign in the disguise of a TV show.
Since it was for children, the quality was just about right.
Was "Legend of Zhen Huan" a good TV series? Yes!
But did children like it? No!
And that was the difference between the two types.
Meng Lang figured that the director complaining on Weibo probably didn't know what kind of show Blazing Teens was and only mentioned it to express his resentment.
Ever since Meng Lang started shooting Blazing Teens, he had never thought about selling the broadcast rights. He would count himself lucky for broadcasting a well-packaged yo-yo advertisement on TV channels without paying them. He had never expected to make money from it.
What was wrong with this world?
Meng Lang racked his brain, but still couldn't figure it out. All the countries in this world had a thorough mechanism for protecting intellectual property rights and piracy had been cracked down on until it vanished for good.
Under such circumstances, peripheral products of films and TV words should at least have become a major revenue source, if not enjoyed a leap-forward development.
However, he had searched and searched online, but found no one in this world trying the development path of combining films and TV works with toys.
Aofei Anime didn't exist anymore, Bandai had switched to produce semiconductors, Hasbo became a cosmetic company, and Disney never seemed to exist in the first place…
An industry of peripheral products of films and TV works did exist and relevant toys were being sold.
But the problem was, the peripheral products in this world leaned toward "complete" rather than "specific". 
That was to say, for a hit film or TV work, a lot of products such as toys, adapted novels, games, clothes, and phone cases could be released to the market, but they were all by-products.
It had never occurred to anyone that they would make a TV series or film just to sell toys or peripheral products. Most of the time, it was the other way around. Film/TV series came first, then the derived products.
Since the jump-off points differed, the outcomes were different, too.


Meng Lang wakes up in a parallel universe as a fresh graduate only to realize that Pengda Toy Factory—his family business—is on the verge of bankruptcy. So, he decides to do what he does best (in his previous life) to save the day—making TV shows.
Apparently, this alternative reality where piracy has been annihilated can be a paradise for spin-off merchandise, but no production company has made good used of this opportunity until Meng Lang shows up.
Blazing Teens, the first feature show Meng Lang directs ("borrowed" from his original universe, to be more precise) introduces yo-yos to this world for the first time. Once he realizes how profitable it is to sell spin-off toys, he becomes an expert in it.
Balala the Fairies, Explosive Boys, Kamen Rider… Meng Lang is determined to become “King of feature shows” in this world. Although, to the critics, he is nothing but a toy vender…

"How should I say it, the first episode is okay, I think."
Watching the ending of the first episode of "Arifureta: From Commonplace to the World's Strongest" I said so. I held so many expectations for this anime adaptation of Ryo Shirakome's novels. And when the anime airing date came out, I couldn't wait for it. I am one of the fans. 
I started reading Arifureta since the web novels version was translated into my native language. When J-novel club translated the light novel version, I had been never late for buying the official translated version. At this moment, I have read the translated digital light novel up to the latest volume.
Before I continue, you must be curious about me. Well, let me introduce myself and share a bit of my background story. My name is Ryan Schmitz, 18 years old, living in somewhere in California. As of now, I'm living alone. 
I had filed my emancipation when I was 16 years old after my parents died in a traffic accident. Since they only left behind a small sum of inheritance, I must get an extra income. And so, I went out for some odd part-time jobs while studying in High School. When my parents were still alive, we were only an average mid class family. Not too rich nor too poor. Since I was their eldest and only child, I needed not to think about taking responsibility for any younger sibling. 
Living alone as an emancipated minor had its ups and downs, but I would like to think it wasn't that bad. There are people with the worst fate than mine out there. I ought to be grateful for my life, or so I always made myself believe to ease my hard life.
Of course, I still have some living relatives, but I chose to be emancipated because they are nothing but shameless leeches. I could see it, in their eyes, their greed to swallow my inheritance. They didn't even care about me, the nerves! Because of that, our relationship became estranged. But, I digress.
After the credits ended, I stretch my body and look around. I am currently in a terrace of a small café with free WiFi, enjoying a cup of coffee and spending several hours in my lonesomeness, only being accompanied by a second-hand notebook. Today is my weekly holiday from my job, so I came here. The place is currently packed with teens. There are even some couples, making me jealous due to my lack of romantic experience. 
I lament my lonesomeness silently. It can't be helped that I am a loner. I don't have close friends like typical teens. I don't have time to experience youth due to my status as an emancipated guy who needs to work hard to pay his bills. Still, I have a few acquaintances, but they are acquaintances from my part-time job. Nothing intimate.
I inhale sharply before exhaling slowly. I then look at my notebook's monitor, put my finger on the mouse pad, and move the cursor to the small red button with a cross symbol in the upper right corner of my browser application. 
"What's this?" I mumbled faintly. When I was going to close my browser application, an internet advertisement popped up in the window. I blinked my eyed in confusion and read the ad.
[Congratulation! You are the chosen one from countless people to enjoy the special privilege! You can ignore this ad, but I assure you that you will miss your only chance and come to regret it if you find out later! Click 'here' to continue.] 
Such a suspicious text was displayed in the window.
"Is this a scam? Oh, well. I have time to kill and since I am bored…"
I had time to kill, so I decided to check out what it was. I clicked the hyperlink and waited for a moment.
[Thank you for spending your time on this advertisement, but we assure you that you won't regret it. Anyway, do you feel unsatisfied with your current life? Do you wish to be something more? Do you want to have power beyond your wildest dream? Do you want to go in adventure to other worlds you believe as nothing but fictitious? Rejoice, you have been chosen to enjoy this once in a lifetime opportunity, the privilege to be something more!]
I read the text with a bemused facial expression. Although it seems like utter nonsense, I was amused by it. 
Dissatisfied with my current life, was it? Wishing for more, you said? I would be lying if I say I feel satisfied with my current life. A small part of me desired for more, wanting what I couldn't have at this moment. And it was only natural. Humans are greedy creatures that always want more in their lives. They can't obtain satisfaction easily. Well, there are some modest people who enjoy a modest lifestyle, but they will not mind getting extra.
Wanting power beyond my wildest dream, you asked? Again, it is only natural that I want it. Power, whether it is economy, authority or simple physical power, humans desire them due to their nature to be superior to others.
Going in adventure to fictional worlds? What is that!? Is this an Isekai Japanese Novels? Are you out of your mind! This is a reality, man. Not fiction! Still, I would be lying if I say I had never thought about it once in my lifetime. It was due to my interest in Japanese popular subculture. Whether it is anime, manga or web/light novels, I like them for killing my free time. 
I started having an interest in Japanese popular subculture before my parents' death. It was started with the English dubbed mainstream anime: Naruto, One Piece, Bleach, Hunter x Hunter, etc.. I then tried manga after discovering them were adapted from a different media. After discovering some manga were adapted from the web or light novels, I tried them too. And so, that was the root of my interest in Japanese popular subculture. 
Finally, I checked for fan-made fictions on the internet and found fanfiction site. Also, I visited Wikia of certain works to get a better understanding of the elements of the works. Before I knew it, I had become a Japanese popular subculture enthusiast, but it wasn't going too far until obsessive level like some individuals who were called "Otaku."
I couldn't stop my retorts and ridicule as I continued reading the ad. Even so, I kept reading until I found some questionnaires. And due to my boredom and free time to kill, I filed those questionnaires. The questions and my answers were something like this---
Question 1: What do you think about your current life?
My answer: So-so. But it will be great if there is something more.
Question 2: Would you agree to leave your current life? If you agree, what's your reason?
My answer: If I can get a better life, maybe? Well, my life sucks. My parents died when I was still a minor, leaving a small inheritance. I don't have time to enjoy my youth due to works to pay my bills. Also, my relatives are greedy fucks!
Question 3: If you get the privilege to choose your destination, where do you want to go?
My answer: The world of anime and manga. I like them. But, I won't mind going to Arifureta world since I like the story.
Question 4: In the destination of your choice, what kind of role you wish to have?
My answer: I don't mind to take the place of the protagonist. It's true that the protagonist of Arifureta had a shitty beginning, but he becomes amazing later.
Question 5: If you have a choice to pick, what event/time you want to start in your destination?
My answer: Right after being summoned to Tortus.
Question 6: If you have a choice to pick, what kind of power you wish to have?
My answer: The Gamer. No nerfing, please. I won't mind if I get extra power to take other's power by eating them like what Rimuru or Goblin Rou had. It's better if I get power to plunder other skills and stats. Better still, it can pillage the skills and stats from dead bodies. The good little ol' Isekai Cheat. Muahahahaha! X-P
After I answered all questionnaires, I checked my answers for the last time before submitting them. While waiting for the process to complete, I shook my head and thought, (I must have been very bored if I took this seriously. Well, whatever. There is no harm from this.)
Right at this moment, a new window popped up.
[We have checked and approved your responses. Rejoice, your wish shall become true! You will be transported to your destination in...]
There is a countdown below the text, starting at 5. It goes down every second.
I snort at the ad and shake my head. When I close the ad window, it pops up. I repeat my attempt to close the window, but it is very persistent. I become annoyed and wonder if this ad brought malware or virus with it. But my anti-malware and the antivirus don't give me any warning. And finally, the countdown becomes zero. 
The screen of my notebook distorts. As I am starting to panic due to my fear of harmful malware or virus, I suddenly feel woozy. My mind becomes heavy. And then, my head drops down and hits my notebook. I black out.
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When my awareness returns, I see a blinding light. I unconsciously close my eyes and shield them with my arms. 
(What happened? What's with this light?) I asked that question in my mind, but I was oddly calm. 
I don't feel confused nor fear. I am very calm, that it is scary. It is abnormal because I deem myself to be an ordinary person, and like other ordinary people, I ought to have been freaked out by this development.
After a moment, when the light is still blinding my eyes, I see something popping up in my vision. And it is something very outrageous that it makes me think whether I am dreaming or not…
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Transferring the user's soul is successful. 
No adverse effect has been discovered by the system. 
The system has been upgraded to suit the power system of the user's current location. 
The system is running without a problem. 
Welcome, Gamer! 
Below here are the system's keywords to access your power.
Say/think "Open Status" to access your Status Page.
Say/think "Open Skills" to access your Skills Index.
Say/think "Open Storage" to access your Storage Index.
Say/think "Open Companions" to access your Companions Page.
|X|
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I look at the holographic screen with calm facial expression, but inwardly—
(Well shit! I became a Gamer!)
I don't know how I should properly react to this situation.

It started with random internet advertisement, but when I completed the questionnaires to kill time, my soul was uprooted then transferred into the body of Hajime Nagumo. 

Furthermore, I got the three overpowered abilities that I wrote down in those questionnaires! 

While I am trying to get stronger as quickly as possible to protect myself from the threat of body-stealing, self-proclaimed god, I take some overpowered waifus along the way to complete my secondary objective! I will get my harem and become the strongest in other worlds!

This is my story!

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[Copyright Disclaimer]: The official materials belong to their respective owner due to copyright. I use them fictitiously!
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[Update Schedule]: Every 3 Days!
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Tags: 
· Adult Content
· Adventurers
· Animal Characteristics
· Appearance Different from Actual Age
· Artifact Crafting
· Artifacts
· Beastkin
· Canon Divergence
· Character Death 
· Clever Protagonist
· Cold Protagonist
· Demi-Humans
· Demon Lord
· Demons
· Depictions of Cruelty
· Dimension Jumping
· Dragons
· Dungeons
· Fan-Fiction
· Fantasy World
· Firearms
· Game Elements
· Godly Powers
· Gods
· Harem
· Harem-Seeking Protagonist
· Heroes
· Human-Nonhuman Relationship
· Level System
· Love Interest Falls in Love First
· Lucky Protagonist
· Male Protagonist
· Masochistic Characters
· Monsters
· Multiple Transported Individuals
· Older Love Interests
· Overpowered Protagonist
· Perverted Protagonist
· Polygamy
· Protagonist Centric
· Protagonist Strong from the Start
· R-18
· Ruthless Protagonist
· Skill Creation
· Special Abilities
· Strong Love Interests
· Sword And Magic
· System
· Transmigrated to Another World
· Underestimated Protagonist
· Unique Weapons
· Vampires
· World Travel

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[Author's Note]: I apologize beforehand if you discover mistakes in grammatical structure or typos. English isn't my main language, and I haven't mastered it. I hope my presentation is acceptable. ☺

A young man in his teens can be seen lying on the ground, his not moving and his breathing is steady, it looks like he is unconscious.

This young man is Frey Trickster, from the Trickster family, a young bored because of his boring repetitive life. 

Frey is a man dreaming to become someone big someday just like in the novels he read, the protagonists can overcome anything, they can do anything, not just that more importantly they do it very, very, very excellently.

He want to have the thing they called the "Golden Finger" and do anything in the world. He want to be praise just like the superstar or someone powerful.

After school he felt that boredom unlike anything else, its like its going to eat him if don't do anything to appease it and he can understand a little where its coming from, the novels that he enjoy in the past is not enough anymore for his boredom.

Frey felt that everything just keep repeating, because today is just like yesterday and he think tomorrow will be just like today. I mean go to wake up in the morning, go to school, listen to the teachers until the end of the class, then go home, then sleep.*sigh* yup that's what I do everyday pretty boring right?

So today he wander on the nearby hill that I always see when going home from school 'cause he thought it will give him even just a little bit of fun.

After feeling a little tired, Frey rested for a bit and look for a good spot that he can see the town from. He sat down and drank some water from his water bottle.

It was then that he heard the sound of a very loud thunder from the sky. Thinking that it is going to rain, he stand up and get his phone to look at the time, its 5:30 when he look at it.

Frey was going to put away the phone when suddenly lighting strikes down on his phone, its like a dragon descending from the sky, like a poisonous snake from primordial times.

Because he is holding the phone of course he was hit by the sudden lighting and collapses falling unconscious.

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When I regain consciousness I was lying on this dirt. Thinking why I was lying down in here I tried to remember what happen and when I remember that I was struck by lightning I feel scared and I check my body for any injuries but I didn't find any. Feeling shock that there is no any injuries I check again every body parts slowly, checking if wrong properly but I still didn't fin anything.

'Weird' is the only word that I thought appropriate to describe this thing that's happening to me. 

Putting everything on the back of my head, I started to look around and notice that it's already dark I immediately stand up to go home and I search for my phone because I didn't see it anywhere until now. Then I saw something even more weird, in the corner of my eye there is something that is blinking, when I focus on it, the phone that I am searching for appear in my arm.

Because of shock I just stand there staring blankly in the phone that is in my arm. After recovering from the shock that I felt, I started to look carefully at the phone, its not like the phone that I use to check the time earlier, it look more modern from it. It is color black and got a slick feel to it. I try to open it to check the phone.

When the phone open, the logo appear that make me sure that the phone is still working but what I saw is not the logo of the phone that I'm used to. Now the logo is a cloud and there is a man above it. After it fully open the phone suddenly vibrate and then there's a bright light that coming from the phone, its so bright that I need to close my eyes and shield my eyes using my other arm, you know I have two arm, one holding the phone you get it right so let us continue.

                                          [TO BE CONTINUE]

A Story About

A bored young man that don't know what to do with his life that suddenly get something magical to use to enjoy his life.

But the thing that he do for his enjoyment are things that can cause great shock to the society not just for Earth even in other dimension and the whole universe.

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*Release Schedule*
        - Currently trying my best to improve the release rate to 1 chapter a day

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This novel is something that can be called as my fantasies. The things that I wish I can do.

So if you want to read, read and if not, then go.



    "Yes, Eric, can you hand this book to my Publishing House to work?"Michael Claus didn't hide his intentions and said it straightforwardly.

    Eric looked at the black girl who had finished printing, was binding, and then said to Michael Claus: "Sorry, Michael, although thank you for your approval, but you know, I want to go to some of the larger Publishing House to try my luck. . Just like every parent, I hope that my child can get into the Ivy League school. Are you right? "

    Michael's expression is not disappointing, but smiles: "Eric, do you have a good understanding of the large Publishing House? Maybe we can find a place to talk, I know there is a coffee shop not far away, I Please, how about?"

    Eric took the black girl's bound manuscript and packed the first draft into the bag. He refused directly: "Sorry, Michael, I am going to be late for work. If the manuscript is rejected by the Publishing House, I will contact you. of."

    Eric finished, took his backpack out of the print shop and started the car to the Italian Restaurant. Michael in the print shop just hesitated a little, immediately rushed out of the store and drove up. He has an intuition that if he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for a lifetime. This intuitive three-pointer is directed at the novel called Jurassic Park, and the seven points are indeed for the young man Eric.

    Although he only read the first half of the novel, Michael was surprised to find that Eric not only incorporated many high-tech factors such as genetic engineering, chaos theory, and nanotechnology that his teens of this age might not have heard of, and There is no loss of the fun of the novel, and the twists and turns of the plot are fascinating.

    He has not seen examples of integrating many high-tech into novels, but most of them use oysters, and even write some novels into popular science books. That type of novel is obviously not for all types of readers. Please.

    Eric parked the car in the parking lot and turned to find a black car that was not far away. Michael Claus came down from the car and apparently followed him. This made Eric's vanity little satisfaction, and unconsciously had a good impression on Michael.

    "Hey, Eric."Michael raised his hand to Eric and was about to speak. Eric pointed to his watch and said, "That, Michael, look, it's nine o'clock. I am a waitress at this Italian Restaurant, maybe you don't mind ordering another breakfast? The restaurant is very leisurely before ten o'clock and has an hour. "

    Michael nodded intently and followed Eric into the restaurant.

    Eric changed his clothes, and Michael was already sitting in the window seat, with an early breakfast and seven seven eight eight.

    "I am with Mr. Jeff explained it, but you have to hurry. "Eric sat down opposite Michael and then smiled: "I am young, but not so easy to be convinced."

    Michael smiled. "I believe that you have listened to my explanation and will definitely hand over the book to me." I just said that you may not know about the large Publishing House. Just happened, I have been in Simon & Schuster for eleven years, starting with the most basic review editor, because the competition department Manager After failing to leave, I founded Night Elf Publishing House. "

    "What does this have to do with the topic we are talking about now?"Previous life As a Loser, Eric is most afraid of others telling his own history of struggle, and can't help but insert a sentence.

    "Don't worry, young people, I said these just to let you know, my next words are true and credible. Do you know that when I first started the review editor, I would review tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words every day. Although inside…Well, there are a lot of bad manuscripts, but there are quite a few manuscripts that have accumulated publishing value. At most, the number of books published in one year has reached two thousand. You can imagine, as a new person, even if you publish, how many promotional marketing resources can you get from these thousands of publications? "

    Michael finished, stopped and drank, leaving Eric with some time to think. Eric acknowledged Michael's words in his heart, but did not say anything, just use his eyes to signal Michael to continue.

    Michael raised his hand slightly, as if in a speech: "My Publishing House is small, but I have a lot of experience in book publishing marketing. Moreover, my Publishing House has mainly published novels such as science fiction, adventure, and horror in recent years. Although only a dozen novels have been published each year, they have already gained a certain reputation in the industry. You handed me "Jurassic Park", then for the next period of time, I promised to use the resources I have mastered to distribute the novel, and in the shortest possible time, the book's fame. And in my experience, under my full operation, this is likely to break into the bestseller list. "

    Michael illuminates all his cards and waits for Eric's decision.

    Eric was a bit absent-minded about Michael's rhetoric. A small or micro-Publishing House, how much energy can all resources be?

    He is already a middle-aged uncle in his bones. In the complicated circle of previous life, he has seen strange pigs running around the world. Of course, it won't be because Michael Claus's words are very tempting and confusing, just like a young man who changed his mind. However, Michael actually poked Eric's heart in one sentence: in the shortest possible time, the reputation of "Jurassic Park" was launched.

    No matter in what era, fame is an intangible but useful resource. Eric is now going to realize his plan. His biggest weakness is age. A young man will naturally give people a feeling of being untrustworthy.

    But if you have enough fame, this shortcoming will be well covered. An 18-year-old high school student, when Director made a movie, everyone would accuse him of chaos, not knowing how to be tall. And if an 18-year-old genius writer makes a movie, the result will definitely be different. There will definitely be criticism, but more people will definitely say: Oh, that genius kid is doing something amazing.

    Eric tried it out: "I have to say, Michael, your condition is really a bit of a heart." However, these are your words, I don't know your Publishing House at all. "

    "It's a good testimony," Michael said without hesitation: "On the recent Best New York Times bestseller list, there is just one of my Publishing House books on the list, although it's only the last one, but This book has been purchased by the 20th Century Fox movie, and is likely to be made into a movie in the next few years."

    Eric believes in Michael's words, he does not need to lie on this easy to be dismantled, said: "So, how do we take the time to talk about specific cooperation?"

    Michael glanced and said: "You…Do you agree? "

    "Yes," Eric nodded and smiled. "To be honest, I can't wait to see my novel being made into a book."

    "So, how about tonight, I think you may need work now."Michael pointed to the guests who grew up in the restaurant.

    After the two agreed on the meeting place, Michael left the restaurant with satisfaction.

    "Eric, what have you talked to with that person, seeing how happy you are now?"Jeff asked, just that Eric just said something to discuss with friends, so he was curious.

    Eric handed the menu of the guest just to the colleague in the kitchen, and then to Jeff, the guest waiter: "Good news, Jeff, who was just a Boss of Publishing House, I am about to publish my novel."

    Jeff is a little messy, and some suspicious: "Fiction, did you still say that you were writing a script yesterday, how to rewrite the novel, do you give up the Director ideal so quickly, intend to be a writer?"

    Eric said: "Of course not, my goal is not to change at will. When Director and writing novels don't conflict, isn't it? By the way, my novel is in my backpack in the locker room. Jeff, you can go and have a look and help me with some advice. "

    Jeff turned to the dressing room with doubts. He thought Eric's novel was a short story of a few thousand words. When he saw a thick stack of novels, Jeff almost blinked his eyes. More than 100,000 words, I have never written so many words in my life.

    Spend some of the busiest dining hours at noon and have a little leisure. The staff of the restaurant discovered that it seems that Boss has been disappearing for several hours. This is very rare for a fat man who likes to wander around and show his sense of existence.

    When the staff negotiated about looking for Boss, Jeff got out of the locker room and patted Eric's shoulder: "A very good novel, I am sure of one thing now, you will resign soon. It is."After saying these words, Jeff is leaving the old god.

    As soon as Boss disappeared, a group of people gathered around to ask Eric what had happened.

    So throughout the afternoon, from time to time, waiters and even kitchen staff took time to drill into the locker room and took turns reading Eric's manuscripts. Even after work, a beautiful waitress in the restaurant asked with a spoiled question whether he could take the manuscript home to see.

    Although the pretty girl's wink makes Eric feel a bit sloppy, Eric can only refuse this request. Although several copies of the novel have not been used, it is nothing to lend to her, but the novel has not been published after all, and he does not want to see what happened before. I have known other people's works as such things. I have never known this in ancient and modern times. He experienced this kind of thing in his previous life.



Harry-Potter, These two words are those words that each magic fanatic teen knows either through novels or movies. 

Austin Evans was like one these magic fanatic teens in his high school. He liked to read novels, mangas, animes, movies etc. anything that relates to magic.

Born in very rich family of businessmen, his family spoiled him very much, even more after death of his mother during his young age. His father would always be busy in work related to business, and even travel time to time, other places for works, meetings etc. So he was unable to spend his time with Austin. But he always fulfilled any wishes or needs Austin have, and provided large amount of money to him for spend on thongs he liked.

Before High School, Austin was like any other rich spoiled kid out in world, but in high school after he made few new friends who were what we call OTAKU, he started become like them. He even started to bunk classes later on to watch movies or anime series. One thing that fascinated him more in these things was Magic.

He searched and read every novels, books, journals related to magic daily. He became one of biggest fan of Harry Potter series after watching its movie series. Then he started to purchase everything is related to Harry Pitter series like Wands, Books, Brooms, Dressesetc. He always read few chapters of Harry Potter Novel series before sleeping, once it ends then he again start it from beginning.

Last night was like any other nights except few things that happens after reading the few death part of story, that was crying. Last night he cried and slept after reading the death of Fred, one of the Prankster Twins in the Battle of Hogwarts to find out Next Morning he wasn't in his previous world but in Potter-Verse and in train that left for Hogwarts - Hogwart Express.

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Austin Evans got transmigrated into the world of Harry-Potter unexpectedly with a system, while sleeping after reading Harry Potter last night.

He used to be what people say one of the POTTER-HEADS. He was in his late teens and one of the biggest fans of Harry Potter Series. What he liked most in the series either in movie or in novel was Magic, Wands etc. He also used to like to read other novels related to Wizard, Sorcerers, Spell-Casters etc.

So how will he change story and by how much??

What will the effects of changing the story??

Will he be in shadows or rise up openly??

Watch his journey to become most powerfull wizard in different novel universes.




This is just a fan written fiction about his favourite novel. I don't own any of characters accept mine in this series, originals belong to JK Rowling.

Actually, The System Design in this novel has, been picked up from another fan-fic on webnovel known as Wizardary system with little modification. If the writer of the that novel have any problem regarding me copying his idea then he/she can mail me i will remove the ideas I had taken from that novel.The Wizardary System is quite good fanfic, in fact it was one of my favourites fanfics about harry-potter but the MC started to behave like an little kid later on along with other characters so it dropped few ranks in my list of fanfics, If my character goes like that in future please remind me.

And about Cover of the Novel, i got it from google if anybody have any problems with it, you can either comment on the novel or mail me on: 

shauryasingh67559@yahoo.com

Danzhou Harbor lay to the east of the state of Qing, near the sea. Since the recent completion of the ports in the South, and with the sea route to the West that was opened up early on, the state’s center of trade had moved south. As a result, Danzhou Harbor was gradually forgotten. The formerly bustling port had quieted down years ago.
Seagulls flew freely, no longer harassed by annoying sailors.
The local residents of Danzhou Harbor, on the other hand, had not experienced much change in their lives. Although their income had decreased, the emperor had been exempting them from paying taxes for years, and they continued to lead comfortable lives. Not to mention that the seaport was very beautiful and, now quiet, it naturally became more livable.
Once in a while, some big name would come to Danzhou Harbor and build a manor.
However, as it was so far from the imperial capital, few of the officials really settled down there. Perhaps only the old lady who lived in the house to the west of the city could be counted as one.
It was said that the old lady was the mother of Count Sinan, and moved to Danzhou Harbor in her retirement. Everyone in the city knew that Count Sinan was favored by His Majesty. He was never dispatched in accordance with normal practice, but stayed in the imperial capital and worked with the Treasury Department. So, most residents showed sufficient politeness and respect to the house.
Children, however, did not understand these things.
It was a sunny day. The adults were sitting in the pub, enjoying the salty moisture carried in by the sea breeze, eating brined plums and drinking liquor from goblets.
A crowd of teenagers surrounded the stone steps outside the back door of Count Sinan’s estate in the western part of the city.
Approaching them, a funny scene would be revealed, as the teens were listening to a small kid of four or five years old. 
The small boy was adorable, with eyebrows that seemed painted on and a pair of bright eyes. Though his voice was childish, the tone of his speech was as mature as an adult.
Heaving a sigh, he made a gesture with his small arms and continued, "Truman walked toward the wall and found a ladder. He climbed the ladder, step by step, and found a door. He pushed the door open and went out...."
 "And then?"
"And then? Then...he was free again," the small kid pouted, appearing impatient that the teens would ask such a basic question.
"You must be kidding? Why didn’t he...that Chris...."
 "Christof," interrupted another teen.
"Yes. Why didn’t Truman beat up Christof to vent his anger? He had been imprisoned for years."
The small kid shrugged and said, "No."
"Hush! So boring. Young Master Fan Xian, today’s story is not as interesting as the one from a couple days ago."
"Then, what kind of stories do you like?"
"An Ethereal Journey."
"A Great Epic."
"Hush!" said the small kid called Fan Xian, extending his middle finger at the bigger teens around him. He admonished, "Fighting and killing are unhealthy, digging all over for treasure makes nature unwell."
Suddenly, a furious shout came from the courtyard, "Young master, where are you!?"
Imitating his gesture, all the teens flashed their middle fingers, a most spectacular sight because of the large number of kids. They made a collective "Hush!" and ran away with laughter.
The small child, Fan Xian, stood up from the stone steps, patted the dust off his rear, turned around, and ran into the courtyard. Before he closed the door, he glanced with his clever eyes at the young, blind boss of the grocery store across from the house, displaying a complexity of emotion that did not match his age. He then gently closed the door.
 
It had been four years since Fan Shen had come to this world. During that time, he gradually came to the realization that he was not dreaming. He truly did arrive in an unknown world. In some ways, this world appeared the same as the one he remembered, but in others, it was not the same at all.
Overhearing the gossip of the servants in the count estate, he had finally deciphered his identity. He was the bastard son of the capital’s Count Sinan.
In stereotypical stories of rich and powerful families, a bastard son was easily hated and persecuted by the wife and concubines. His honorable father, who had no real power, seems to have had only one son. To carry on the family lineage, Fan Shen was sent to Danzhou Harbor, far away from the capital.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to his identity. Still, the soul of an adult trapped in the body of a child has to withstand experiences completely different both physically and psychologically. A normal person would probably go insane. Luckily, in his previous life, Fan Shen was bedridden for many years due to a neuromuscular disease called myasthenia gravis. Compared with his miserable former life, the slight difficulty in moving now was nothing at all. Though living in the body of a child, he had adapted well to his current life. 
What he was most unaccustomed to was his name. At the age of one, the Count sent a letter and gave him the name Fan Xian and the style name Anzhi.
It was not a good name. In the dialect of his hometown, it sounded like a curse, meaning "freak."
His form being that of a mere baby at the time, he had no way to express his opposition using words.
At the start of his hospital treatment in his former life, Fan Shen could move his head. He often begged the cute nurse to buy him pirated DVDs and books.
Living in the Count’s home, he learned that the Countess was a kind woman with a reputation for coldness. In fact, she cared for Fan Xian very much. The servants never treated him differently for being born a bastard. However, he was still upset because he could not communicate with anyone.
How could he tell the servant girls that he came from another world? How could he tell his teacher that he could read every character in his books?
So, he often snuck out the side door to play with the non-royal children. Much of the time, he regaled them with stories from the movies and novels of his homeworld.
It seemed that he wanted to remind himself of something. He wanted to remind himself that he did not belong to this world. In the other world, he had movies, Internet and porn.
He didn’t know why he told the kids about The Truman Show today. With its unsuspecting plot and without the charming Jim Carrey, he should have known that the youth of Danzhou Harbor would not like it at all.
But he told the story anyway.
Deep in his heart, he felt his situation to be ridiculous—why would he suddenly, so close to death, be reborn in this new body? He couldn’t help but think of that movie...maybe the people on the streets and the seagulls in the sky were props?
Just like The Truman Show.
Truman finally realized that his reality was fake. He resolutely sailed until his boat punctured the wall of the dome, and he found an exit door.
But Fan Shen—no, Fan Xian—knew that he was not Truman. This world was real, not some huge movie set.
So he found himself telling stories every day to remind himself that he belonged to another world. How ridiculous it all was!


A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

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