"Charlie, have you gone sightseeing around the city yet?"

"Nope, I haven't had much time to…"

"Truly pitiful. It's your first time in the City of Tourism yet you haven't toured at all."

He pat my shoulder,

"Let's go."

"...Where are we going?"

"Where else? To the strip—"

My face turned dark and I punched his shoulder.

"Ack, I'm obviously joking!!"

He massaged his shoulder as I glared at him. 

"I am still underage."

"God damn, I forgot you're still underage. You're like a baby. So young. Too young, come here to uncle."

What's with this pedophile?

I raised my fist threateningly, with a smile, "You're a different person in real life."

He laughed, "I actually am how I am while streaming, I just don't know why I'm feeling active like this right now."

Eh? Did he take the wrong medicine today? Had too much coffee?

I stared at him as he explained his current behavior that he has never displayed before.

…

…

…

"So are we heading to the strip cl—"

He reminded me of his self named great idea.

"...Rykun."

My face blackened as I stared at him, thinking his mental age and physical age do not correlate at all.

He laughed nervously as I raised my fist again,

"Charlie charlie!" He waved his hands frantically, "I'm joking man! I've never even been to a strip club before."

"You think I care if you've been to one?" 

He laughed, "Anyways, there's actually a comic convention right now in Petra. Want to go? I heard there will be some pretty cool events and some actors for movies will be there."

Oh, what timing.

"...Rykun, I don't read comics."

"Ah, no problem, I don't either. Have you watched the movies, though?"

"Nope."

I can't remember which comics have passed through. I do remember it was either in between DC or Marvel.

He looked at me very offended.

"I forgot how uncultured you are. Let's go, then."

He called up a cab and in no time we were heading off towards the comic con.

In the car, he took a picture of us and posted it on his Twitter with the caption: We're excited to go to ComicCon!

"Really? We're excited?"

I stared seriously at the picture: my emotionless face staring at the camera while Rykun had a very happy smile in his face.

He laughed and pat my shoulder.

"Are you trying to get a fan meet-up in the comic con?"

He showed his pearly whites, "Yes. Let's meet some fans!"

…

With the distance closing to the convention hub, I saw exactly what I imagined. People dressed in costumes, very interesting costumes, hanging out with each other, and waiting for the event to start.

My heart began beating in anticipation as I noticed the rivers of people in the huge hall.

Hah, I underestimated the scale of this event. At first, I was hesitant to come here but now I just know that it's an easy achievement points farm.

I made a mental note to gift Rykun something for the grand service he's done to me.

Rykun was holding his vlogging stick and slapped my hand excitedly with the other hand while staring somewhere off over the ocean of people,

"Look, look! It's the actor for the freakin' Spiderman!"

I nodded my head. Marvel crossed over, then. Seeing as the comics for Marvel had a wide range, I could probably take a job up for acting in that side of the movies in the future.

He slapped my hand again, "Dude have you played Mortal Kombat?"

"I've heard of it."

He pointed towards a specific point, "I didn't freaking know Mortal Kombat was part of Comic-con!"

I nodded with raised eyebrows at the costumes all around us. They were very well done.

As we walked slowly and I looked very curiously at everyone, I heard a very familiar sound.

"Snap!"

"Click!"

I turned my eyes towards the source and saw people fanatically staring at us.

"So… you wanted a fan-meet?"

I stared at Rykun.

He took back the vlogging stick and turned off the recording to not awkwardly speak to people while holding a pole.

He presented a wide smile and waved at the people as they enthusiastically waved at us and came over.

"Uh, hello." They all presented themselves very shakily.

Underneath Rykun's confident exterior, I noticed his legs tremble very slightly so.

He's a shy person.

"Hey, how are you guys?"

I asked and saw Rykun's nervousness deflate. It's easier for him to stream to thousands of people worldwide, but seeing them in real life makes him very nervous.

It's very normal. All of a sudden, his fans from his virtual world suddenly are getting to know the real and physical him. He is wanting to make sure he doesn't break the image they have of him.

"We're good thank you very much." They said very shakily.

Seeing how nervous they were, I applied Blake's teachings and began leading the conversation, letting the picture flow.

Soon enough, people noticed our presence and more began to swarm over to us.

I greeted them all with a charming smile. My performance today determines my achievement points.

"I didn't know you liked Comics Charlie!"

People at the convention were startled to see me. Rykun answered for me,

"He actually hasn't watched any movies or read any of the comics. I had to drag him here, look at him. So uncultured."

As he spoke, he gained more and more confidence and even patted my shoulder to annoy me.

"Rykun," I turned to stare at him in mock wrath, "You'll be the first person I kill every time I'm an impostor."

The crowd laughed with excited smiles understanding the reference and we began taking pictures with them.

"AMONG US!"

Rykun yelled like a crackhead and stared at people coming in with Among Us costumes. I thought this was a Comic Convention and not halloween?

Putting up an act, I grabbed his arm and shushed him.

"Rykun, don't disturb the others."

He went along with my joke and acted as my little brother.

"But Charlie…"

"No buts or I'll tell Yvette."

Perhaps I'll have to record myself every time I do something like this just to put in a highlight vlog video. 

All just for Achievement points...

…

After taking selfies for a while, the organizers finally appeared and thanked us all for coming here. 

Some people thought I'd be a presenter or something; a flattering thought, but I acted like just another person hanging out at the convention.

I looked around and nodded appreciatively at the great costumes people had. Time and effort were not lacking whatsoever.

Maybe one day I'll be an actor for some of the characters whom people are wearing costumes of.

Seeing as there's already an actor for Spiderman, maybe I could be…

Definitely not Thor… and Iron Man does not suit me…

Haha, get it? Suit me. Iron Man. Suit. Haha. I rubbed my feet against the slippery floor, knowing how unfunny the joke was.

Still… Seeing as how comic movies are starting to quickly gain popularity, I have to get acting experience quickly. I wouldn't want to be rejected or not even given a chance for not being in the acting industry. 

Hopefully, I do not need to be a white American to fit the appearances of some of the major characters.

I shook my head out of my thoughts and started walking around looking at the organized and decorated building with great interest. 

Along the way, I bumped into a few fans every so often while I explored the place.

Exploring isn't good enough though. I need to somehow make sure I'll be able to have a connection to future movies.

I walked through mobs of people towards where I had seen the Spiderman stand earlier.

He was still there, signing autographs, taking pictures, and acting the hyperactive and funny character out.

Queueing up in line, I waited patiently with a smile as I waited to greet the red and blue superhero.

Sooner than later, I was finally at the front of the line.

"Heyy dude! What's your name?"

What a pleasant guy.

I waved with a smile and introduced myself to the superhero.

"Could we take a picture?"

He smiled and I walked next to him to take the selfie. Not bothering to take a good picture, I took it immediately and nodded at him in good humor.

"So how is it being a superhero?"

If he loves acting then he'll be excited to play his role out. If he doesn't then it'll be hard for me to make any sort of connection.

The guy's previous dull look brightened. I guess he really likes acting.

Today is my lucky day.

"Hah, dude. I get to save people and be awesome while at it!" He rubbed his chin a little and then continued, "But it's also because I believe that with great power comes great responsibility!" He finished grandiosely albeit with projected teenage immaturity.

I smiled and clapped lightly at his remark.

"Am I really speaking to the real Spiderman, th—?"

Before I could finish, he interrupted excitedly.

"Of course I'm the real Spiderman! I'm Peter P...Puh Parkinsons... Bah, don't you see it? The suit? The…"

And he kept blabbering and blabbering.

Alright, I'm not sure if I want to speak to this guy anymore.

I stared at him with a sweatdrop as he got way too into character and was possessed by the spirit of Peter Parker.

He noticed my weird stare and he coughed lightly.

"So uh… yeah. You want to be a superhero too?"

He coughed into his elbow again trying to get rid of his shameful disposition.

Pretending to have seen nothing, I presented a bright expression.

"Yes, yes," I went closer and planted my hands on his shoulders.

He puffed his chest proudly and patted my shoulder.

"Then you'll be a great superhero!"

I stepped away and our improvised tacit act came to an end.

He wiped his eyebrow with a bright look in his eyes. Probably the most fun he's had today, considering everything he's been doing is signing autographs and taking pictures.

"So Charlie, eh?"

"That is me, Spider."

He grinned, "You like acting?"

Of course, he's in a good mood now.

"Huu— Yeah, I enjoy acting."

Ever since Charlotte confessed that she really, really enjoyed acting, I'd taken a duty to help her practice her lines.

I'd gotten a little more practicality with Acting.

Besides, I more or less have to act while Modeling and Streaming.

"If you put some work into it, you'd get pretty good. Hey, wouldn't it be cool if you actually got into one of the future movies with us?"

He laughed and encouraged me, in his thoughts he probably thought there was a really slim chance of me getting there. Can't blame him though, he thinks I'm just another dude without the backing of a transnational agency.

"Future movies?" I inquired.

With a red face, he blocked his mouth and began cursing.

"No, nothing. Yes. Future movies. Maybe."

I looked at his face. He panicked and then found that he had no reason to panic at all. Maybe I truly am speaking to the real Peter Parker.

I nodded with a raised eyebrow.

"I see."

I saw Spiderman looking to the left and I followed his gaze.

Up in front of us was a guy holding a camera, probably vlogging the Comic-Con. He was staring at us with a fervent gaze and approached us quickly.

He's probably thinking of the number of views he's about to get.

"Tom Peterson, Charlie Yang, it is an honor to meet you both."

I stared at his outstretched hand and took it with a smile.

Noticing his inexperience, I'm assuming he's either just recording this for memories or is a newbie vlogger.

Seeing as how he was talking to the camera by himself earlier, I'm going to assume it's the latter.

He then shook Tom Peterson's hand as he looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze, probably wondering why the guy shook my hand first and why he knew my name.

I raised my hands with an unknowing gesture. 

I don't know either man. Maybe he feels more familiar with Youtubers and Streamers.

"Are you friends with Tom Peterson?" He wiped his face. "There just seems to be no short amount of people that you know."

For a second, I did not know what to think of his question and remark, nor what to respond. He seems a little like a paparazzi.

"Ah, haha. I'm just a fan of Tom Peterson," 

[DING! Lying has gained 10 points.]

Ignoring the system I saw both of them nod heavily. One probably thinking: Damn right, I'm awesome; and the other one thinking: How do I get the most amount of views out of this?

His eyes brightened dramatically.

"Charlie. Are you going to be in the next movie of Spiderman?!"

He practically yelled.

The others turned to look at us quickly and intensely.

And where the hell did he pull this out from? Sigh. Now he can clickbait his title… What a sneaky guy.

I stared at him with wide eyes,

"Haha… I sure wish I could…"

"Tom Peterson, could I get a confirmation?"

He spoke like a true paparazzi.

"Haha… I'm not sure…" Suddenly, he changed his mind. Still annoyed that he hadn't known I seemed to be relatively known and spoke to him like a casual fan, he smirked in preparation of what he was about to do.

"You know what, yeah. Cat is out of the bag now. Yep. He's going to be in the next mo—"

I covered his mouth quickly.

Though this made me seem a little more suspicious, I did not care. Not only might both of us get in trouble, him especially, but that was also incredibly random as well. 

Either way, it might end up helping me so I don't mind as much.

The vlogger with the camera interviewing us smiled as if what he had come for was finally given to him.

A clickbait worthy video!

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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　　The next day, Chu Yu asked for leave and came to the Xuangui Comics Club alone.
　　Inside Xuangui Comics Club, Li Xi has been waiting for a long time. As usual, wearing ol professional attire, the whole person looks capable and energetic.
　　As soon as Chu Yu walked into Xuangui Comics Company, he found Li Xi's office in a familiar way.
　　"Please sit down!" Li Xi said after seeing Chu Yu.
　　After getting up and pouring a cup of hot tea for Chu Yu, he closed the door by the way, and the whole room was in an airtight environment.
　　"Presumably, there is no need for me to say anything. Just yesterday, at the serialization meeting of the Xuangui Comics Club, your work Natsume Friends Account and another work Qianxing Mijing were selected by the editor-in-chief Deng He, plus another Three of the excellent works in the second-level journals of Bu Xuangui will be serialized in the current issue of
　　Shuiyuan in three weeks !" "Three weeks later?" Chu Yu's eyes narrowed.
　　Before coming, Chu Yu naturally knew about the fact that his work could pass the serialization meeting smoothly.
　　However, he did not expect that Xuangui's efficiency was so high. Only yesterday, he decided which works could be published on the Water's Edge, and the next day he immediately set the publication date of the works.
　　"This is the contract signed. If there is no problem, I will print it out and complete the contract." Li Xi placed a laptop in front of Chu Yu.
　　Entry is a long contract.
　　Fortunately, after the Song Jiayu incident and after dealing with cuttlefish, Chu Yu has a much stronger awareness of the relevant laws. Although he does not say that he is proficient in the laws of the Dragon Kingdom, he at least understands the relevant cases of contract fraud in the comics industry. Over.
　　He can see the pitfalls in the general contract.
　　Of course, for Li Xi, Su Lu's good friend, Chu Yu still has a certain degree of trust in him, but he must be defensive, so this contract...Chu Yu takes it very seriously.
　　Finally, after changing three cups of tea in front of Li Xi, Chu Yu finally looked away from the electronic contract.
　　I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.
　　In general, this contract is quite satisfactory and there are no pitfalls.
　　The main key content is the following.
　　First, the comic manuscript is remunerated at two thousand dragon coins per page.
　　For this, Chu Yu didn't have any comments.
　　Although on the surface, the author's remuneration of two thousand dragon national coins is only one thousand yuan more than that of Man Ying.
　　Compared with the two periodicals of Manying and Shuiyuan, the gap between the two can be described by heaven and earth.
　　Each page is only a thousand yuan higher, and I am really sorry for the status of the journal Shuiyuan.
　　But when it comes to a cartoonist who can serialize comics in journals like Shuiyuan, who cares about the mere income of manuscripts?
　　It's not the same as Japanese manga in parallel planes, which is popular all over the world.
　　On the plane of the Dragon Kingdom, although the Japanese island side is still carrying forward the theme of comics, the potential power of the Dragon Kingdom mainland region to come from behind cannot be ignored.
　　At least, in the current Longguo comics industry, the entire animation market is extremely regulated, with a strong sense of copyright, and there are countless fans that have been cultivated.
　　In Parallel Time and Space, the works of hundreds of millions of books sold in one- line books can be described as the ceiling of the comics industry, and most of them are concentrated in Japan in that world. 　　But on the plane of the Dragon Kingdom, with a population of more than one billion people, the difficulty of breaking through one hundred million in a single comic book is much lower than in parallel time and space. 　　Moreover, in this world, the Dragon Kingdom is definitely a unique existence in the world's comic market. 　　In short, the cartoons of the entire world are imitating the Dragon Kingdom. 　　Therefore, sales in overseas markets should not be underestimated. 　　This has also created a large group of staggering rich people in Longguo comics. 　　There are many cartoonists who rely on single book royalties, adapt animations, and earn hundreds of millions of dollars in peripheral income. 　　It is not uncommon for the names of several old cartoonists to appear on the Long Country Rich List.







　　In such an environment, everyone will certainly not care about the comic manga remuneration in this mere mere.
　　In the contract, many cartoonists are concerned about the share of copyright.
　　Comics are serialized in periodicals, and the comics club helps you to promote the comics. Naturally, the comics club also has a share of the copyright revenue of your works.
　　In this contract, the percentage of royalties for the comic book issued by
　　Chu Yu was 8%... Chu Yu looked at Li Xi.
　　"Li Xi, this is about the proportion of comic royalties..."
　　"There is nothing to talk about!" Li Xi stopped what Chu Yu wanted to say.
　　"Genki comic agency, any of the first comic strip on the edge of the water this journal cartoonists in the booklet into the proportion of royalties, is the ratio!"
　　"If you want in on this issue and mysterious Kametan, at least that's after your comic has achieved impressive results and serialized the new work! At that time, 9%, 10%, or even higher royalties are possible, but it all depends on it. Because of your past achievements."
　　Chu Yu was silent for a long time upon hearing this.
　　"Understood!"
　　Chu Yu didn't bother with this. Ideas are very important, but we must also look at reality.
　　Now he really can't negotiate terms with Xuangui.
　　For the rest, the contract includes animation adaptations, other themes adaptations, and the sharing of peripheral products, which are basically the industry's normal standards.
　　"I have no opinion!" Chu Yu nodded.
　　"Okay!" Li Xi smiled at the corner of his mouth.
　　Print out the contract neatly and instruct Chu Yu one by one where and how to sign.
　　five minutes later.
　　Li Xi put away the contract and reached out to Chu Yu.
　　Chu Yu also stood up to respond to her, holding their hands together.
　　"You are welcome to join Xuangui!" Li Xi smiled and looked at Chu Yu.
　　After this moment, she is Chu Yu's comic editor, which means that the two have officially established a cooperative relationship. Chu Yu's physical and mental state, comic serialization progress, and personal private life all need to be involved in varying degrees. .
　　At the same time, the performance of Chu Yu's works is also related to her personal income on Xuangui and her career promotion prospects.
　　Among other things, if Chuyu's Natsume's friend account was cut in one or two months after being serialized because of poor popularity, then Li Xi from now on, not to mention working in Xuangui, even if he would change jobs to other comic companies in the future. Some people will use this to talk about things.
　　Signing Chu Yu is also a gamble for Li Xi.
　　But anyway, for Li Xi, she has been like this all the way.
　　The same was true when Tang Xin was excavated back then, otherwise Tang Xin's rise would not be so fast.
　　"Well, that's the case, then from today, you will be my partner for comics in Xuangui!" Li Xi looked at Chu Yu.
　　"Three weeks later, Natsume's Friends Account was officially published in the Shuibian. According to the rules, the new work was published for the first time, with two stories together!"
　　"Except for the three manuscripts you gave me before, in order to keep up with the serialization progress of the comics, Starting from the week when this work is serialized, you should also submit the manuscript of the fourth chapter of this work!"
　　"Every week thereafter, the deadline is Friday. I will visit when it is due. I hope you will not delay the manuscript. Don't be like someone..."
　　"Otherwise, you will appreciate my reminder method!" Li Xi seemed to say jokingly.
　　But Chu Yu could vaguely feel that she was serious. UU read www.uukanshu.com
　　just right, and since Li Xi talked about this, Chu Yu also spoke.
　　"Of course, if you are acquainted with Su Lu, you should be able to understand that I have never delayed the manuscript..."
　　"It's just that, as a native of Los Angeles , I am not familiar with the magic city.... In order to complete the comic creation with higher quality, I need to find a few comic assistants."
　　"I don't know Li Xi, do you have any good suggestions for this?"
　　"Comic Assistant?" Li Xi heard the words and thought for a few seconds.
　　"How many do you want?" Li Xi looked at Chu Yu.
　　"Two!" Chu Yu said.
　　Although one would be enough according to common sense, Chu Yu also had other ideas, and he was already a speed monster in the eyes of an ordinary cartoonist anyway.
　　And because of the systematic reasons, Chu Yu doesn't have to spend a lot of time conceiving the plot of the comic.
　　That being the case, why not try to see if you can serialize two works or even more works at the same time with enough manga assistants?
　　After all, there are so many excellent works in the system, and Chu Yu doesn't expect to serialize them all in this lifetime, but he can always serialize one more.

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"Hello, CEO Jiang." Luna greeted him distantly. 
"Pfft." Si Yulin chuckled. "Little sister-in-law is too adorable." 
Luna raised an eyebrow. What did she call her? 
Jiang Xingyu shot a glare at Si Yulin and the latter shut up. He then looked at Luna. "Don't listen to her nonsense." 
Cheng Yu and Luna exchanged glances and merely smiled. Rumor had it that Si Yulin and Jiang Xingyu were close friends. It turned out to be true! After all, he seemed to have told her that he was pursuing Luna. 
"I see… my little brother Jiang here has not managed to win the beauty yet! How is that possible? Aren't you too slow?" 
"Yulin!" Jiang Xingyu roared. 
"Alright! I will not tease you anymore." She laughed, making Luna think that her views had been turned upside down. Who would have thought that the overbearing Si Yulin was actually so playful in private? 
Meanwhile, Cheng Yu wondered how they got so close. Some people were fond of shipping the two of them. After all, despite the age gap, Si Yulin was still very beautiful and elegant. She would be a perfect match with Jiang Xingyu. Luckily, their relationship was like that of siblings. 
Luna took out her laptop and the negotiation started. 
Si Yulin took a look at the program and cast a glance at Jiang Xingyu. "How about I let him deal with this?" 
Luna nodded in acknowledgement, but before he took a look, she sternly warned, "Do not deliberately pull strings for me." 
Jiang Xingyu raised an eyebrow curiously. "don't you want to snag the deal?" Wasn't her warning equal to telling him that she did not want to get it? 
Luna looked at him seriously. "I want to get the deal, but not because the big boss and I know each other on a personal level. It should be because my application qualifies to collaborate with Star Art International." 
At the side, Si Yulin leaned over to whisper to Cheng Yu, "No wonder Big Boss Jiang is so smitten with her. It turns out she is an ambitious young woman who keeps her private life and her business apart." 
Cheng Yu smiled and said nothing of it. She was part of the discussion too, so she did not gossip with Si Yulin too much. 
"Star Art International has its own software production team which has so far developed two comic apps. What makes you think that your app, Xiayu Comics, will stand out?" 
Luna launched the application on the laptop. "As you can see, navigating through the tabs is easy and smooth, the user interface is excellent and the comics can automatically be translated to whatever language the reader would like. Also…" 
Luna and Cheng Yu explained everything about the application fluently, impressing both Jiang Xingyu and Si Yulin. They did not find the need to hide any important points because this was Star Art International—they did not need to worry about anything. There were many cases about companies who rejected software only to pirate the idea and launch it secretly. However, they knew that neither Jiang Xingyu nor Si Yulin could do such a sneaky thing. 
In the end, the two of them discussed a little before Si Yulin turned to the girls. "Since you have such a complete idea, why do you still need to collaborate with a company? Why didn't you start your own app studio instead?" 
Luna glanced at Cheng Yu, who spoke up. "That's majorly because we lack adequate manpower and funds." 
"What if I help you start one?" Jiang Xingyu offered. "We can be partners, and I will provide manpower and funds. I can also help you steal… ahem… I mean, poach, a few comic artists from Star Arat International. In exchange, I will be a main shareholder. 
The girls exchanged looks. Was he really the boss of Star Art International? Instead of signing the deal that would benefit the company, he was instead helping outsiders use the company's resources? But then again, there was nothing to lose on his part. 
He would, on the contrary, gain profit from the app studio. 
Si Yulin cleared her throat. "President Jiang is right. You girls are in the wrong place. If you let Star Art International launch this application, you will only gain 40% of the income as the producers and Xiao Yu would gain 45% of the income earned by her comics. 
On the other hand, if the two of you launched it on your own, you would earn the full 100% and you can set up your own terms about the comics. Isn't that a better deal?" Maturally, she knew that the profit from one app was not enough to lure Jiang XIngyu. He was only grabbing this chance to work side by side with the beauty. Hence, she naturally helped him convince her. 
Luna could not come to a decision immediately. "My partner and I need some time to think about it." 
"Take your time." Si Yulin did not push it. 
Just like that, the collaboration that they had taken so much time to negotiate had somewhat turned into a different matter altogether. 
Si Yulin had another meeting to attend. However, Jiang Xingyu did not have any intention to leave her office. Realizing the situation, she sent him a wink and stood up. "Xiao Yu, why don't we have a little chat?" 
Cheng Yu's cheeks flushed as she figured out what Si Yulin was getting at. "Alright, CEO Si." 
When the two of them left, it was just Luna and Jiang Xingyu left. 
She stood up, preparing to flee but just as her hands connected with the doorknob, a bigger hand pressed onto the door and locked it. 
"What is that all about?" She turned to ask the man. 
"I missed you." As soon as his words were out, his lips pressed down on hers. He only stopped slightly to take a breath. "You look so alluring in suits. It makes me want to strip them off you."
"You better not." She warned. 
"Oh yeah? Watch me." His hand was under her skirt as soon as his words were out. 


"Little troubleshooter, we meet again. If you are still thinking of trying to get away, you better give up that silly idea." Ji Xiehan said, pinning her against the wall.

 Li Lanni pushed her fists against his chest. "Is this how you say ‘Hi’ to all your interviewers, Mr. Ji?" 

"There is no interviewer and certainly no interviewee." The man grinned devilishly. "There is only a husband and a wife. My darling, how are you going to compensate for all the emotional damage you caused me by slipping away?" 

"What?" Heavens... just what had she gotten herself into? 

…..

 Her life almost came to an end because of a tragic accident but instead, she lost her memory. Who would have thought that just when she was starting to get used to her new life, she would get trapped in a whirlwind engagement? 

Out of all kinds of injustice fate could do to her, why did her fiancé have to be that white-haired pervert?! 

"You better not fall in love with me!" she snarled at the man grinning before her. 

Ji Xiehan's smile deepened. "Are you... kidding me? Why would I fall in love with you?" 

Li Lanni: "You better mark your words." 

The man grinned and helplessly shook his head, how could he fall in love with the woman he was already in love with? Taking up the challenge to crawl into her heart, Ji Xiehan promised himself to always treat her well and love her. 

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Beth placed a large wrapped bundle on the counter in front of him.  "You said you wanted something to help with your unarmed fighting right? Something you could use in a brawl or grapple?" 

Sael nodded his eyes starting to light up with excitement. "Yeah…"

"Well I think I finally managed to figure out how to make enchanted items.  It took a while to figure out how to get the armor to do more than just well take a hit." She started unrolling the bundle to reveal what looked like two silver furred sleeves.  Only that was all they were just sleeves.  He could see a leather harness between them that he figured would hold them over his shoulders and across his chest but no matter how he looked at them they were just two sleeves.

"Er…. So um that's all of it?"  

Beth let out an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes. "Yes that is all.  I Told you it wasn't a full set or a chest piece like you asked for."

"But it's just sleeves?" Sael tried to keep his disappointment out of his voice, tried.

"Ugh you are the most ungrateful ass I've ever met.  Why don't you have your WIVES make you something then."  Beth reached for them and out of habit he snatched them away.

The sleeves were far heavier than he expected and when he looked inside he could see the spines from the demon were placed inside.  They were lined up so they would be vertical with his arms and put together tightly in a way that reminded him of some oriental splint mail designs that utilized bamboo.  But the most shocking thing was that when he picked it up he was prompted by his system.

[Would you like to attune to Silver Wrath?]

Shocked by the message he quickly said out loud "Yes!" making Beth look at him oddly.  He dropped the sleeves on the counter and started to strip off his armor. 

"Wait! What are you doing? No getting naked in my workshop!"  Beth's face turned crimson.

"I'm just taking my top off so I can try these on."  

Beth picked up the heavy sleeves and shoved them at him. "Adventurers have layers! Layers! They were designed to be worn over your armor.  See they even have slits made to accommodate the blades on your forearms!"  She showed him and her explanation made the slightly oversized sleeves make more sense.

Sliding his arms into the sleeves he was worried that the spines on the inside that reinforced them would make movement hard.  But it seemed Beth had left plenty of elbow room and the way they were bound together allowed them more flexibility than he expected.  They would make excellent defense against slashing attacks and blunt, he figured anything able to pierce between them wouldn't be hindered by the spines but he'd take it.  

Just as she described the blades on his forearm were able to slide through the openings made for them.  The hand of the sleeves had loopse for his fingers to fit through and he noticed two small blades that looked alot like Antger scythes on the top of his fist.  Sadly when he looked at them he noticed they were too short to do any real damage, at most someone he punched might get a scratch.  Beth had to help buckle the straps in the back but when he was done leather straps ran between them across the back of his shoulder and his chest.  It pulled them tight against the loops around his fingers and made for a very snug fit that didn't hamper his movements at all.  

Flexing, twisting, and taking a few practice punches Sael couldn't help grinning. "Ok, I forgive you for wasting so many materials.  This feels great!"

"You think that's good.  You attuned to it right?" Beth was practically dancing on the balls of her feet and when he nodded she grinned even bigger. "Great now focus on the blades there on top of your hands." 

Sael raised his right arm to look at the blades and tried to focus on them.  After a moment something kinda clicked and the blades shot out lengthening to about a foot past his fist.  "Oh hell yeah.  I guess just call me the Wolverine!"

"Eh more like X 23 but you know… a guy." Sael gave her a surprised look. "What girls can't read comics?" Beth had her hands on her hips giving him her best disgusted look before bursting back into a grin. "Ok now go like this and kinda tense up."  She had balled up her fist and placed them in front of her waste and looked like she was straining to flex.

Sael had to stop laughing before he could try which only made her glare at him more. "Ok ok let me give this a go."  He made the same pose except when he flexed the sleeves strained to contain the sudden surge of muscle mass that accompanied it.  More surprising though were the dozens of smines that suddenly popped out all over the sleeves.  When he relaxed his flex in shock they retreated back into the armor to disappear. "Ok there is no way those are the same ones reinforcing the sleeves right?" 

"Duh, they're enchanted.  If everything had to be made to function based on normal physics we would be making mechanical armor not magical.  So… .What ya think?" 

"I think they are amazing! You really really outdid yourself.  So that kinda makes me feel even shittier about this."  Sael held out his hand and from his inventory summoned a bouquet of flowers. "Happy late birthday?"  He'd still not found a good present for Beth's now very belated birthday and had only gathered the flowers as a last resort.  But putting it off any longer would have made it even more awkward and after getting the new armor piece he wanted to give her something back.  

Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes widened slowly as she reached out to take the flowers from him. "Wow they are so pretty.  I haven't seen most of these either. Where did you find them?"

"I've been gathering them every time I leave. I got most of them when I left to find the castle." Sael almost said when he had met Nee but even he wasn't that stupid.  "I know it really isn't much and nothing compared to what you've done for me.  Once we get to Amalor I promise I'll get you something better but for now think of it as a down payment gift."

"So, every time you left here you were looking for flowers for me?"

"Well yeah." Sael sensed danger but wasn't sure what landmine he was stepping on.

"So every time you left…. You were thinking of me?"  Sael firmly planted his foot on the landmine. 

"Er well just because of your birthday of course." Beth kicked him in the shine but still brought the flowers to her nose to sniff. 

"Thank you for the flowers…. You're still a perverted ass though. Now I've got to pack, we're leaving tomorrow right?"

"Wait. What? You're really coming too?"

Beth rolled her eyes, her face still half covered by the flowers.  "Of course.  I don't want to stay stuck all alone in this little town while the rest of you go off and have fun.  Besides I want to see the shops they have in the bigger city." 

"Fine fine.  But you know we are walking! I hope you can keep up."  Sael headed for the door getting ready to leave out.   

"You still owe me. I don't work for free!" Beth stated.

"Yeah yeah I'll get you some more materials."

"No, I want something else." Sael swore he heard the click of another landmine under his feet.

"Er…. What do you want."

"When we get to the big city. I want to go on a date."  Sael looked back at her with half her face hidden behind the flowers as she watched him intently.

Steeling himself he said. "Beth…"

For Sael being pulled to another world wasn’t something he minded.  In fact, when he found out he was the only one chosen for the warrior class from those he arrived with he was thrilled.  Until he found out in order to receive all the tasty power-ups that always come with this type of situation he must battle a terrifying monster without any of said tasty powers.  Even in success things aren’t quite going the way he expected.  Still, everyone loves an underdog, including it seems the system powering those brought to this new world. 

On his journey, he will make friends with both other Arrived and the locals.  Find romance often when he isn’t looking for it.  And of course new enemies around every corner from the mindless monsters of the world to the diabolical powers behind everything.  And maybe even find time to unlock the secret of the Arrived, if he lives that long.

Ivory and Viper resided in the living room. Viper was spending her free-time watching a movie while Ivory was on her laptop, obsessing over a pair of shoes.
"Viper, look," Ivory turned over the laptop. Viper observed the black cut-out boots. "Aren't they nice?"
"Oh, Ivory, those shoes scream your name," Viper put a hand to her ear. "I can hear them."
The two laughed.
"How did going back to the strip club work out?"
Ivory looked up from her laptop, remembering what Chris told her. "Oh, the man couldn't help me. He told me to not go against Blue."
"That's strange. Well, it looks like we're back to square one."
"Not exactly. See, his name is Chris, and Chris knows something about Blue. He might come back," Ivory smiled quietly, remembering the phone that he gave her.
Viper looked at the time on the television. "I'm going to go to bed."
"Right now? It's only six o'clock. And your favorite show is on: Criminal Minds."
"I'm not feeling good. Besides, I have to clean my room," Viper then left.
Ivory thought about what just happened. Ivory knew that Viper was hiding something. Ivory closed her laptop and took out her first every credit card from her wallet. Blue gave her a blue, shiny, credit card. Ivory had been working hard, and she was happy to start making some money. Ivory didn't want to use her money recklessly.
Ivory heard Red calling her from the hallway, and she followed him into the vast dining room. She guessed it was dinner time. She was content; giant growls ruptured from her stomach. Everyone but Viper was grabbing pizza, talking, laughing, and pouring drinks. Ivory took a seat by the corner and ate her slice of pizza in silence. She heard someone sit next to her, the sudden movement causing a breeze. She glanced to see Spike but said nothing to him.
"Where do you think Viper is?" a maid asked another.
"Who knows, but Harley always tells me that Viper's nothing but trouble," the second one said.
Ivory knew that the one that had just spoken was Harley's maid.
"Maria," Harley called her maid over, and the maid made her way over to Harley.
"Ivory," Spike said, and she faced him, "Where's Viper?"
"She told me that she was going to bed."
"This early?"
Ivory shrugged, "I can't help you, Spike, I just hope that she isn't breaking any rules."
"Why would that be a problem for you?" Spike raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I don't want to get into trouble."
"Viper has free-will. If she gets into trouble, you won't."
Spike then got up to get more pizza. Ivory saw Blue and Hawks talking in the corner, and Ivory could tell that the conversation was serious. Hawks quickly glanced but said nothing as Blue handed him something. Hawks put the item in his pocket.
Ivory felt that Blue and Hawks were gossiping about Viper, but she wasn't too sure.
***
After a while, the gang members slowly left the room until only a few people were left. Viper eventually showed up, which caught Ivory's attention because she said that she was tired and had to clean her room. Viper really was acting out of character. Viper was able to eat pizza but had to wash all the dishes.
Viper was grunting to herself about all the dishes and was obviously annoyed.
Ivory volunteered to help her but was stopped by Blue.
"Go in the living room," he ordered her, "and stay in there. Hawks and Lucky will be watching you. Where Hawks goes, you follow. Got it?"
"Yes, Boss," Ivory raised an eyebrow but didn't question Blue demand. He'd been extra snippy for the last couple of days, but no one seemed to notice for some strange reason. It was only directed toward Ivory and Viper, really.
"And Viper, I want those dishes done in ten minutes, so hurry up! Quit complaining. You're lucky I even feed you!" Ivory heard Blue bark at Viper. Ivory jumped in fright at the booming voice.
Ivory saw Hawks and Lucky sitting by the couch, with cigarettes, a couple of wine glasses, and a red wine bottle. She sat toward the corner, hoping that they didn't speak to her.
"Ivory," Hawks grinned ear to ear like the Cheshire cat. He took her arm and pulled her over. He picked her up and sat her by the couch's end crease, trapping her between Lucky and him.
"Why do you always do that whenever I sit on the couch?"
"Does it annoy you?"
"No, Hawks, it doesn't," she replied sarcastically. "I love it."
"Don't be sarcastic, dear," he took a puff from his cigarette. Ivory covered her nose with her hand. "I do it because you hate it."
"And it's easy to pick you up, the other girls are taller," Lucky chimed in. "And stop covering your face, all you have are two holes for that excuse of a nose."
Hawks burst out laughing as Ivory blushed. Lucky followed Hawks' lead as the dark-haired-boy poked the tip of her nose. She swatted his hand away as if he were a fly.
"It isn't my fault that my nose is small," Ivory defended herself.
"I never said it was," Lucky peered into the kitchen, seeing Viper rush to get everything done. "Look, Hawks,"
Hawks turned to look into the kitchen. "She's been productive," he turned back around, "for once," he took a puff from his cigarette before discarding it.
He and Lucky snickered.
"Making fun of her isn't helping."
"Gosh, Ivory, you're so uptight," Hawks said. "You need something to wind you down a little bit."
"Yes, Hawks, something to calm her down and loosen her up," Lucky picked up a glass and poured wine into it. "Here you are," he placed it into her hands. "Don't drink it too fast, you'll get drunk. It is your first drink."
She stared at him, wide-eyed. "You're no older than me, and you're drinking wine?"
"Whiskey," Hawks corrected.
"Bourbon to be exact," Lucky said.
"Bourbon?"
"Besides, I've done worse," Hawks shrugged.
"Really? Like what?"
"I don't think you're ready for my stories, Ivory. I'm one of Blue's favorites for a reason, Little Lady," Ivory didn't take a liking to Hawks' tone of voice. He also never referred to her nickname.
"Is it just you and Red?"
"Harley and Red and his most trusted," Lucky said.
"Yeah, they seem to know things that others don't."
"That's because they do. I wouldn't trust those two, Ivory. Whatever you tell them goes straight to Blue," Lucky whispered.
Ivory could tell that Lucky disliked Red and Harley.
"So, what would we be considered?"
"His top workers."
"Blue has connections everywhere. His top and most trusted workers —but Viper— stay here," Hawks said. 
"I'm not part of the gang."
"Yes, you are," Hawks said.
"I wasn't at first."
"Your proved yourself trustworthy."
"But how come Viper hasn't?" Ivory asked.
"You really need to stop asking questions," Hawks said, his light eyes slowly glancing into the kitchen as Viper quickly disappeared.
"Hey, Hawks, I got the newest Playboy in the mail today."
"Oh, really? Did you?"
"You know what Playboy is, Little Lady?"
"Yes, I do," Ivory said. "The older boys' at the foster home used to sneak them in and look at them."
The two boys chuckled but said nothing further as they drank and smoked in silence.
After about five minutes, Hawks stood up and looked at Lucky. "I have to go. Remember your job."
Ivory wondered where Hawks was going.                                                    
"I remember, Hawks," Ivory went to follow, Hawks, but Lucky put his arm out, stopping her. "Hold your horses, Little Lady. Where do you think you're going?"                          
"What horses? And if you had ears, then you would have heard Blue from the kitchen earlier, but then again, who really knows what goes on in that small brain of yours?" she insulted.
Hawks turned away, trying not to laugh as Lucky sent her a light glare, but said nothing.
"Move out of the way, Joker," she snarled, "Hawks is in charge, so I'll pretend to be his puppet since that's what he and Blue want."                                          
"About that," Hawks turned to her, after rolling his eyes to her remark, of course, "I have some errands to run, so Lucky's in charge of you until I get back."
Ivory sat back down on the couch, sighed, and crossed her arms. "Why does he have to watch me?"                                              
Lucky looked at aghast like she offended him.
Hawks turned to face her. "Because I said so."
Lucky smirked. "Yeah, Little Lady, maybe we'll get to know each other a little more."
"Nah, I'm okay."                                                        
Lucky seemed hurt, but he just rolled his eyes as Ivory smirked in victory. Hawks stood there with his usual stoic expression. "Tell me if Ivory behaves, which I'm sure she will,�� Hawks said to Lucky, changing the topic. He turned to Ivory, "Just listen to Lucky. I'll be back at around midnight."                                                                  
Ivory wondered where Hawks was going; he was never out late.
"Bye, Hawks," Lucky dismissed, and Hawks walked downstairs.
Lucky took a seat next to Ivory and picked up a book. Ivory turned away and thought about why Hawks' been extra sneaky lately.                                                                      
"Where's Hawks going?"                                                      
"It doesn't matter"" Lucky said, not looking up from his book.                     
Ivory sighed. She knew that sooner or later, she'd figure out what's going on. That is when an idea hit her. What if Viper had been with Roxie because she was trying to leave the gang? It would make perfect sense since she wanted Ivory to go back to the club with Swindle H — the reason behind that was because Swindle H is sneaky. No one would suspect her. Since Ivory was told by Chris, the man at the club, to not tell anyone of the cellphone he gave her, how exactly did he know that she would come back? But what about when she was injured, and Viper was acting strange?
What if they planned this ordeal all along? Blue must know about it, but it wouldn't make sense as to why he would allow it to occur. Then again, he never liked Viper, to begin with. Swindle H must have caught on and played along — which may be why Viper recommended her. It would also make sense why Swindle visited Ivory in the computer room and willingly took her to the strip club. It all puzzled together.
Ivory knew that Viper would never succeed, but if she did, the Blue Dragons would never fall. The gang had ties everywhere. The Blue Dragons were a mafia gang, they will make sure they stand.
If Ivory as correct, she would be angry. Ivory knew that Viper wouldn't change her mind because Viper was reckless. If Viper said that she was going to do something, she'd do it.
Leech crawled into the blonde's head, and she wondered where he came from and why he was around one time. Ivory didn't trust him, but it seemed that the Blue Dragons felt the same way. Ivory rolled her eyes because no one ever told her the details.
Ivory broke out of her trance and looked at Lucky, who seemed to be reading very slowly. She could have sworn that she saw him try to hold his laughter. Why would he laugh over a romance novel?
"Lucky, why is it taking you forever to finish a page?"
He looked at her. "It isn't."
"Yes, it is," Ivory eyed him suspiciously and stood up. "Give me the book."
Lucky stood up and held the book high in the air. Ivory jumped up, trying her best to reach it, but Lucky being around six feet tall didn't help.
"Lucky, you're not reading," she accused.      
"Yes, I am. What makes you think otherwise?" He raised a brow.                                        
"You've been on the same page for about five minutes. It takes me about a minute to finish two pages, come one now."                                                                
"Hey, Little Lady, everyone reads at different paces."
"Okay, but you're laughing. Romance isn't funny."
"It's corny," Lucky shrugged, throwing the book onto the couch.                                         
Ivory grabbed the book and saw what he was looking at. Why was she not surprised? "Lucky, really?" she picked up the comic strip that was between the pages. "A comic book?" 
Lucky grabbed it out of her hand. "They're funny."                                                               
"Next time, try to be original with your jokes."                                                          
"Being the Joker is hard," he pouted.             
"Then don't be Joker, be Batman," Ivory said sarcastically. "I mean, it's not like you're funny anyway," she said.                                                   
He rolled his eyes. "I'll need a pair of batwings, which I don't have," He said comedically, ignoring the insult.
Ivory sighed and sat back down.
All of a sudden, Blue walked in, "What's going on here? I can hear you both from the other room."
"Well, I just figured out that Lucky reads comics instead of real books," Ivory said.
"Hey, I do read books. Its comic strip hour, that's all," Lucky sounded insulted.                  
"At ten o'clock at night?" Ivory asked, not impressed. "Wow, no wonder why you're always hyper."                                             
"I have nothing else to do," Again, Lucky ignored her insult.                                                
"You could read a real book."
"Ha — a real book?" Blue scoffed. "Please, we all know that Lucky isn't the smartest person on base."                  
"...Hey!"
"Besides, you could recommend books to him. You know that I have a... wide selection to choose from," Blue smirked.
Blue knew that Ivory was in the library.
Ivory narrowed her eyes, wondering if Blue was in the library, or if Hawks was. Maybe Hawks happened to bump into her, but if that were the case, why was he in the basement? Perhaps Hawks was searching for something.                     
"Comic strips are way cooler," Lucky argued back, missing Blue's condescending remark.                                                                                                                         
Ivory leaned back on the couch and sighed. Arguing with Lucky about comic strips wasn't fun; her intuitive psyche warned her that something terrible would happen. Ivory was nervous and had nothing nor the knowledge of what would take place.
That was when a thought came to her. Ivory saw Lucky follow Blue out of the room, proving that he was actually smart while Blue ignored him. Ivory made sure that no one was around or would sneak attack her, and slowly took the phone out of her hoodie pocket. Ivory flipped the phone open and saw a random number, realizing that it was Chris'.
She sent him a quick but urgent message: "Roxie's taking my friend out. I think the two of them are going to tell on the gang," sent.
Ivory wasn't sure that she could trust Chris, but she knew he was her only chance.
***
Meanwhile, Viper made sure that no one watched her, opened the back door, and snuck out. The young rebel hopped into a car and drove off, not knowing that someone was following her. The person stepped out from the bushes and unlocked their own vehicle. The person was about to get in until they realized that someone was with them.
"Geez, Spike, you scared me," the voice said.
"Sorry, just want to wish you good luck."
The voice let out a sigh. "Thanks."
"You don't seem happy about doing this job," Spike said as the light from the upstairs window hit his face.
"It's not that I'm not happy to do it. It's Ivory —"
"Ivory? What about her?"
"Blue is having me follow Viper because he thinks that she is going to the police."
"The police?"
"Yes. And if those accusations are true, I hope that no one blames Ivory. Blue had Harley spy on them, and he even had Harley spy on Ivory, but Ivory hasn't been doing anything except explore the base."
"Explore the base? Oh, I see."
"Harley doesn't see Ivory as a threat, so Blue isn't worried about her. Blue's purposely keeping Ivory busy. Ivory's smart; I know that she'll eventually figure out what's going on, and if she does, just make sure she doesn't leave. Look, I have to go. Just make sure that she's safe, okay?"
"You got it. I'll make sure nothing happens. Lucky seems to be doing well with that at the moment."
"He's my best friend, but he isn't the strongest. So, if something happens, make sure you're there."
"I catch your drift. Don't worry about Ivory, she's fine. Go — you have a mission to complete."
The voice nodded and hopped into his car. He sped off, hot on Viper and Roxie's tail.
The person was curious to know if what Blue assumed about the two was accurate. Roxie hasn't been her cheerful and docile self. The man was ready and couldn't wait to find out the secret Viper, and Roxie kept from everyone. The man knew that what they were conspiring wasn't beneficial. Like Blue, he also had the feeling that it was about the gang, but the man wasn't sure why. Blue sensed that Roxie never liked the connection she had with the group and didn't want the two orphans living a dangerous life. Roxie had her regrets and perhaps didn't wish Viper and Ivory regretting anything. Red added that Roxie's rebellion may be toward Fox.
The man turned the corner and found the familiar car and smiled because the women didn't know that he was touting them; the man was excellent at sneaking around. The man was finally going to find out what Viper and Roxie were hiding. He felt a smirk crawl onto his face; he smelled victory.
The man was like a hawk, indeed.

Tags: #Scifi, #Romance, #Horror, and #Supernatural/Paranormal.
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I. Bonded

Ivory McKay and Viper Lehmann are two orphans who are kidnapped by New York City's most dangerous mafia gang. The leader has a reason why he is interested in these girls but holds many secrets that he keeps unanswered. When Ivory realizes Viper's true intentions of betraying the gang, she is stuck choosing a vicious gang and her only friend. Will Viper and Ivory be able to save themselves or will their flaws lead to their downfall? 

***
II. Double-Dealing

Since Viper’s bitter fate, the Blue Dragons no longer consider her a threat. First, everything flows smoothly, but things slowly go downhill when coincidental stories and bizarre information are gradually exposed. As Ivory is trusted more and witnesses a realistic mafia lifestyle, an unexpected deed throws everything off-track. When processing the truth, Ivory is one step closer in discovering her captivity. When Ivory faces near death situations, which side will she choose: will she choose Blue and the gang or rebel like her former best friend? 

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