The Winner is JUSTICE, that is what society had led you to believe.
So is it true, is Justice always the winners or are WINNERS the JUSTICE?
 So believe me when I say, I AM THE JUSTICE.
You don't believe it, well then you are evil.
What do you define Justice as, the PERSON who cares about peasants and your so-called INNOCENT?
NO.
Justice is always someone who wins and influences these so-called peasants and Innocent to support his/her ideals.
So when these people so I will be JUSTICE.
And if you disagree, well sorry Mr.EVIL, i may need to detain you.
NOTE- I don't own the Cover Picture being used.

"JUST GET OUT. GET OUT!!"

I flinched as his harsh voice echos throughout the room. I gather my courage together and look him dead in his eyes.

"Fine. I'll leave. I'll leave and never come back. Is that what you want?"

I stood there staring at his straight face void of any emotions. I tried to see if he felt something, anything towards me right now, but I see nothing. Nothing at all. 

"IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT, ADRIANO?!"

He keeps staring at me but says nothing. I abruptly turn around and run out of the mansion door into the woods. Behind me, I could hear him raging and calling my name, but I turn a deaf ear to him. I start running faster before I shift and vanish into the darkness. The darkness I've always known as home.
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Nadira is the outcast of her pack. Brought in and adopted by her current Alpha and Luna, she hasn't felt welcome there ever since. After she came of age, her parents made her do everything for them 
around and in the house. She became they're made and her sisters made sure she knew her place. While all the other wolves could train and run around with the other pack members, Nadira had to 
stay at home. One evening, an unexpected visit from an Alpha changed her life drastically. When she came to know who the Alpha was, she made easy work of escaping and running away from the 
packhouse and as far away as she could from the pack grounds. If she was to be caught, she'd indeed be dead.

Adriano is a known alpha for his strength, mercilessness, reign and fearlessness. The alphas that disrespected or disregarded him of anything, suffered horrible consequences. One evening, when he went to visit his father's old friend in The Mordisco de Plata Pack, a strange turn of events has rendered his patience running thin and his rage to grow even more. The girl he saw running out of 
the house and disappearing into the darkness has made him think and question things ever since.

Katelyn has always been a proud and pampered princess. She grew up sheltered and doted on by her parents, never knowing the dangers that existed her small family life. In a twist of fate, she finds herself faced with an intimidating yet attractive man and path wrought with hardships she never could have prepared herself for. Will she fight for her freedom or will she fall under his rule and learn sometimes love can find you even in the darkest and most unsuspecting places?

You can expect from this novel: mature content, possible violence, explicit language.
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temporarily putting this on pause as my time is currently allowing me to only work on one novel. I will return to this once my other is finished so please continue to watch for updates.

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Upon hearing this, Gu Mo silently closed his eyes.
For most people, it was difficult to buy a beauty's smile using a thousand taels of gold. For Sir, a hundred billion yuan was exchanged for a beauty's doubt. 
Was their boss a person of such low standards?
Fake checks… to think Lin Wanwan could come up with this.
Gu Mo thought that Lu Zhanbei would defend himself, give this bumpkin a good lesson, and let her understand that it was poverty that had limited her imagination. 
Who'd have thought that Lu Zhanbei would not make any comment and just raised his eyebrow. "Take it. If there's nothing else for you to do, you can fold a paper airplane. It's not bad if you use it as draft paper during class too." 
"…"
Gu Mo wanted to faint as well. If these checks were exchanged for money, it would be enough to buy several beautiful islands. 
Sir was letting her use them as draft paper. What a reckless waste of resources!
Lin Wanwan was elated. Indeed, they were fake. She stuffed them in her bag. "Ok. Just nice, I would need some draft paper when I do my questions too."
Seeing that she accepted them, a hint of victory flashed past Lu Zhanbei's eyes. "It's very late. Go home and sleep."
Lin Wanwan shrugged her shoulders. "I'll make a move first then. Goodnight!" 
"Goodnight."
As he watched Lin Wanwan disappear into the night, the smile on Lu Zhanbei's face disappeared bit by bit, and his face became cold again.
His slender fingertips pinched his eyebrows, squeezing out the tiredness. "Arrange for the plane to country F immediately. Don't let Tianrui International wait too long." 
"Yes."
As Gu Mo started the car, he criticized silently in his heart. 
The itinerary for this trip had been set. Who'd have known that once Sir saw the rumor, he would immediately leave a huge bunch of people behind and return to the country?
This was a major contract. However, in his eyes, it probably could not compare to a single strand of Lin Wanwan's hair.
...
The rumor between Lin Wanwan and An Qiao hit a small climax as neither of them stood up to clarify matters. 
Following the arrival of the Silver Deer Movie Festival, the focus gradually shifted. For instance, what kind of outfits would be worn by the actors and actresses on the red carpet, which brand sponsors would be obtained, and what methods would be adopted to attract attention.
Besides the award winners, the red carpet could be considered the most focused-upon event.
'Speaking of the red carpet, Meng Lu actually deliberately exposed herself in order to attract attention last year. Too bad that even though she exposed her 36D breasts, the limelight was still on Su Maner. Hahaha.'
'After all, Su Maner is the last virgin in the entertainment circle. With her deep background, which media would dare to not give her coverage?'
'Su Maner endorsed Bunny-lulu, the largest international women's wear brand, in the Asian region this year. I heard that the chief designer personally designed an outfit for Su Maner this year. So much face was given!'
'Oh right, Lin Wanwan's shortlisted this time too.'
'Lin Wanwan… forget about those internationally renowned brands. Even domestic first-line brands did not approach her for endorsement. Her boyfriend's so poor that he could only treat her to hotpot. She might just wear a good imitation outfit to casually sneak past.'
'Haha, the previous commenter, you're too vicious!'
Although Lin Wanwan didn't see these discussions, she could imagine them too. After all, celebrities' clothing had always been a hot topic among the media and fans.
She was just a slightly famous newbie now and shouldn't seek the limelight.
Lu Zhanbei had already sponsored the gown. As for accessories, they shouldn't be too normal or expensive. Somewhere in the middle would be good.
During the weekend, Lin Wanwan borrowed a sum of money from An Qiao to go to Jewelery City. She initially did not want to come here. After all, this was one of the best places in Imperial Capital, and everything in there cost at least one million yuan each.
However, Lin Xiao used to come here and shop. She could not help but want to see the new products. Even if she couldn't afford them, an eye-opener would be good too.


Lin Wanwan is a pitiful mentally-disabled girl. Not only does she suffer abuse from her stepmother, her stepmother even attempts to use her as a sexual commodity to pleasure others. Eventually, the poor Wanwan dies from an overdose…

Perhaps a god or a devil had witnessed her tragic fate, but Wanwan gets a brand new chance at life—an external soul takes over her body and gains Wanwan's memories.

The resurrected Lin Xiao swears to seek revenge for Wanwan.

Having witnessed Wanwan's death and resurrection process, Tang Chen is intrigued by the changes she undergoes. When he tries to cheat Wanwan to gain possession of her, a knight descends from the sky and saves her. He allows her to seek his help thrice.

Just who is this mysterious knight?

The revived Wanwan demonstrates her astounding talent and intelligence. Not only does she leave her enemies helpless against her, but she also becomes a celebrity who sweeps through the entertainment industry. Who exactly is she?

When Wanwan interacts more with the knight, she realizes that he is actually a devil…

"From this moment forth, every inch of your body is mine. Resistance is futile."

He had descended like Satan, wantonly occupying her body and mind…

It's fine. Even if he's the devil, he would still be trampled beneath her feet.

Liang Gan had warned Thor because she wanted him to stop paying attention to Xue Xi. She even introduced another person to Thor. "Professor Thor, I think Li Xuekai is not bad. He's only two points away from full marks!"
Thor waved his hand. "You should tell Derry that I'm from the Chemistry Department and am not interested in the Math Department."
Liang Gan: "?"
Just as she thought this, she heard Thor say, "It doesn't matter if Derry doesn't agree. I can settle things with Scanford. The problem right now is that Xue Xi doesn't want to agree."
Liang Gan: "!!!"
She was shocked. "Even if Xue Xi only got the third prize, you still want to accept her?"
Thor was confused. "Oh, God. I just said that I'm from the Chemistry Department and that I'm not interested in mathematics, didn't I?"
Liang Gan clenched her jaw and wanted to ask, "Then why are you interested in Xue Xi?!"
However, she knew that with her identity and status, she could not speak to Professor Thor like this, so she could only shut her mouth.
Seeing the second-prize winners on stage, Liang Gan returned to the Chinese team.
The other five companions were silent.
Even Xie Yingying did not expect Xue Xi to get third prize.
What exactly went wrong?
She wanted to comfort Xue Xi, but when she turned around, she saw that Xue Xi was being very quiet and was only staring at the stage seriously.
Li Xuekai had already put down the book in his hand and was frowning.
If Xue Xi had not performed well yet obtained the best score among the second-prize winners, he'd felt that it was still possible for them to win. However, for her to be reduced to the third prize… was simply impossible!
Beside her, Zhang Hao could not help but say, "It can't be, Xue Xi. Did you not do any more math questions after you returned home? How can you score so poorly? How are you going to explain yourself to the Mathematical Olympiad if you go back like this?!"
All these years, the Chinese who'd participated in the IMO had never won a second prize, let alone a third prize.
Zhang Hao's tone was already impatient.
The accompanying teacher who had been leading them said, "Alright, we've done all we could no matter what."
The accompanying teacher patted Xue Xi's shoulder. "It's fine."
There were many situations where one did not perform well once inside the examination hall. Moreover, there were many people paying attention to the IMO, especially in the Math Olympiad forum. There were even people live-streaming the situation.
The invigilator had just taken a look and realized that someone had posted the list of first-prize winners. When everyone realized that China was missing a person, they all asked who it was… There was already a commotion below.
The National Examination was just that cruel and had a high psychological impact.
To be honest, the accompanying teacher felt that she had to pay more attention to Xue Xi and not let the others do anything hurtful…
Everyone had their own thoughts as they watched the second-prize winners leave the stage.
Everyone applauded, and the eight red-haired members sitting in the back covered their mouths as they shouted in unison, "Not bad, not bad!"
Hearing their voices, Xue Xi turned around and met Qin Shuang's eyes. Qin Shuang was still waving the sign in her hand and asking, "Sister Xi, when will it be your turn?"
Before Xue Xi could reply, Flame Number One pushed her. "What's the hurry? Sister Xi will definitely appear last!"
Xue Xi waved and turned around again.
Sitting beside Xue Xi, Xie Yingying, who'd heard them speak: "?"
Don't you guys know? In the IMO competition, there have always only been first, second, and third prizes. When it comes to the Asian scene, that will be the last!
Xie Yingying covered her head and looked at Xue Xi again. She realized that the person in question was still as calm as ever. Meanwhile, she was really a eunuch who would die of anxiety!
Following that, another person with status, seemingly a mathematics professor from some university, went on stage to read the names of the third-prize winners and gave them an honorary certificate.
Liang Gan watched from behind Xue Xi and her lips could not help but curl up.
Third prize…
She turned around and saw Xiang Huai sitting not far away.
Liang Gan raised her eyebrows.
She walked over and stood beside Xiang Huai. "Xiang Huai, have you been well recently?"
Xiang Huai shot her a glance and did not speak.
Liang Gan sat beside him. "Do you still remember that you won the first prize back then? But now, your girlfriend can only get the third prize. She must be especially sad. Remember to comfort her when we get back."
Xiang Huai shot her another cold glance.
Liang Gan still wanted to speak, but he was really too cold. It made Liang Gan feel a little embarrassed and chilly. Hence, she decided not to speak.
She then turned to look at Xue Xi. Even now, she was still calm. She did not know if she was pretending or if it was real.
At this moment, Liang Gan realized that Xue Xi had turned around to look at her.
Immediately, her eyes seemed to darken. She frowned and slowly turned her head away.
Liang Gan was stunned.
She then sneered in her heart. I knew it. How can a little girl not care about her results? Look, didn't she just show her unhappiness?
When Xiang Huai saw her, his dark eyes flickered.
Huh?
The little kid seemed a little unhappy to see him with this woman just now?
Was she jealous?! Was that so????
Why was he a little happy?
Xue Xi, who had turned her head away, was thinking, Sigh, the scent of Liang Gan's perfume is too strong. It's not nice. She went to seduce Xiang Huai again, so Xiang Huai will definitely bring that scent back to the hotel tonight, right?
What if Xue Xi got suffocated?
Should Xiang Huai get a room outside? He should not return to the suite.
While the three of them were having their own thoughts, the third-prize winners went on stage one by one.
These people had obtained the worst results, so compared to the second-prize winners, everyone's mood was lower.
Liang Gan sat there leisurely and waited for Xue Xi's name to be mentioned.
In the beginning, when she did not hear Xue Xi's name, she was not anxious at all. After all, the later she went, the worse her results would be.
However, after all the names had been read, Liang Gan was stunned.
Why didn't I hear Xue Xi's name?!
It was not only her who did not hear it—even Xie Yingying and the rest were stunned. Xie Yingying shouted in surprise, "Xue Xi, your name isn't there. What happened? Did they miss you?"
The accompanying teacher was also stunned. "That's right. Only Xue Xi doesn't have any results. What does this mean? I'll get someone to confirm it."
Just as everyone was feeling surprised, the third-prize winners had already received their certificate and left the stage. Logically speaking, the closing ceremony should be next.
However, Liang Gan did not expect to see Professor Derry on stage!
After he went on stage, the crowd quietened down and everyone turned to look at him.


Xue Xi is forced to fall in love at first sight with this dangerous man on their first meeting. With death being the only other option, she makes the first move:
“I am rich and I can fight.”
“Be my boyfriend and I’ll protect you.”
From then on, news of the Xue family’s eldest daughter and number one student keeping a gigolo slowly gets out. Alas, she is someone who protects people she calls her own fiercely, until that fateful day—shielding the man behind her from the supposed-hooligans, she proclaims coldly:
“My boyfriend is timid, so come at me if you have any issues instead.”
The hooligans shivers in fear as they look toward a certain big boss who is being protected. So the infamous “Black Yama” actually has this kind of hobby?

Big Prize
Tang Yun knew that she owed Lin Yi too much, yet she didn't know how to return his favors. She wasn't Lin Yi's wife, only his girlfriend. She wanted to repay him.
"Thank you," Tang Yun thanked Fatty Lai. 
"No need, it's within my capability! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even able to earn an extra 250,000 yuan!" Fatty Lai laughed and shook his head, "I think aunty is quite lucky. Perhaps she'll get a big prize!" 
As they spoke, Mrs. Tang arrived at the prize table. She drew the first card and it was an electric water heater. Mrs. Tang was extremely delighted. A water heater cost a thousand or two and it was great that she got it for free! 
"Congratulations to Mrs. Tang, it's a water heater!" The MC threw the card back to the box and congratulated Mrs. Tang loudly as he gave her a ticket for the prize. 
The cards were reused. In other words, everyone could draw a special or first place prize! However, there were multiple cards with a water heater as a prize. Only the special and first prize each had one card. 
Even so, these people became more enthusiastic about it as everyone had a chance to obtain the first and special prize. There was no limit on the total amount of winners who were able to win the top prizes, so numerous customers waited around to try their luck. Even the patrons who had purchased their units still remained to see if they could witness the lucky winner.
Mrs. Tang pulled out a card, written on it was an induction cooker. This cost quite a couple of hundred yuan, it was not cheap! Mrs. Tang didn't feel discouraged. She felt like she had gained this item for free!
Mrs. Tang continued to draw the raffle. This wasn't a surprise to the bystanders. There were quite a few people who purchased half a dozen houses or garages, so that increased the number of times they could draw the raffle.
The MC congratulated Mrs. Tang and gave her another chance.
This was the last chance to draw the card. Mrs. Tang felt nervous. She was hesitant about pulling out the card. She knew that the chances of winning the special or first prize were very slim, but she still dreamed big. Who wouldn't?
If she won the special prize, then she could save some money on the inner designs. She could save at least a hundred thousand!
There were still people waiting behind her, she couldn't stay in the spotlight forever. Finally, Mrs. Tang pulled out a card, but she didn't look at it immediately. She took a quick peek and read that it was an electric kettle!
Mrs. Tang was instantly disappointed. She was stunned and was disappointed as she stood on stage!
However, Mrs. Tang's card wasn't taken by the MC. Instead, it was taken by Manager Wang. With a shocked expression, Manager Wang shouted "Oh my! The special prize! Today's first special prize winner had been chosen today! Congratulations Mrs. Tang!" 
Right as he announced it, Manager Wang tossed in the raffle card back into the raffle box and started shuffling it since he was afraid of someone catching on.
Mrs. Tang came back to her senses. Did she win the special prize? How is that possible? She saw the words "Electric Kettle" written on it. There was nothing written about the special prize on it.
How could it be a special prize? She only glanced at it quickly, so could Manager Wang made a mistake? Even if she wanted to reconfirm it, it was too late. The raffle card had been tossed back into the box for reshuffling. So what is going on here?
Mrs. Tang stood on stage with a dumbfounded expression, as if she did win the special prize. No one in the audience suspected anything. They only thought to themselves that Mrs. Tang had been very lucky to win the special prize. 
The MC was shaken as well, but since it was Manager Wang who had announced it, he didn't dare speak up. Instead, the MC went with the flow and congratulated Mrs. Tang. "Congratulations, you gave us a good opening day by being the first to pick the special prize! We've had first and second place winners, but no special prize winners until you came along!" 
Mrs. Tang didn't know what to do. She didn't want to speak up because she had just saved a lot of money! Even if she had suspicions, she went along with it and nodded "Yeah! I didn't think I would win the top prize either! I was just so lucky!" 
"Haha, Mrs. Tang, this is your voucher. Keep it in a safe place. You can bring it over to management to claim. You will have to put in your input with our interior decoration team so they can get started on it!" the MC explained. 
"Okay, sounds good to me!" Mrs. Tang happily accepted the voucher.
Manager Wang accompanied Mrs. Tang over to claim her prize. No one would have suspected that the first and second prize were also announced by Manager Wang.
The first and second prize were real winners, who picked their card. But, this big special prize winner was a fake! 
Since there were no limitations on the amount of special prize winner, no one would suspect that the sales agent would cheat their own system. Even if it was a fake, it didn't matter to the audience. There was still a chance for them to pick the special prize.
Tang Yun was also in the audience. She was stunned. How did her mother win the special prize? Was it really happening or was it just a fluke? Tang Yun had her suspicions! Other people might not understand her mother, but she could see right through her. Her mother didn't have the expression that winners would have. Instead, she had a look of disappointment!
In other people's eyes, the winners were usually shocked to the point where they stand dumbfounded. Tang Yun remembered the look on her mother's face when she had got three million yuan. Her face was completely different when the situation was the same - both times she had won something for free. This was how Tang Yun knew that her mother didn't win the big prize!
Then this special prize made Tang Yun glance at Fatty Lai. However, Fatty Lai and Lin Yi were talking about their pharmaceutical company so this scheme had nothing to do with those two. Tang Yun sighed. She is really creating trouble for Lin Yi in such a roundabout way to help her own family.
She was useless compared to Mengyao and Yushu. They don't have to make Lin Yi worry about these trivial things… From the looks of it, Lin Yi and Mengyao were a better match. Her appearance was just a mistake…
Now that this mistake had blossomed to this stage, Tang Yun couldn't pull herself out. She was already in too deep. She didn't want to leave Lin Yi, but what else could she do?
Right as Tang Yun was deep in thought, her mother returned. Her brows were raised and smiling, "Yun, your mother won the top prize! It is the special prize!" 
Fatty Lai looked at Manager Wang with an approving nod. Seems like this Manager Wang has good potential. 
Receiving the nod of approval brought a smile to his face. It seemed like he wasn't wrong to make the prize call for Mrs. Tang. 
As for the interior design, Mrs. Tang didn't have any major requests. Back at her old house, she never needed repairs or designs so she had no idea what suggestions to add to the decoration team. So, she asked Manager Wang for help, and they settled on the modern design style!


When an S-class elite, assassin-raised captain of a special ops suicide squad comes home from a high-stakes Africa mission, he finds himself offered something that could potentially set him up for life- a curious assignment that he could use to finally exit his days of war and slaughter.
Then placed into a high-school setting, Lin Yi is tasked by the chairman of a top-tier multi-billion company with bodyguard duty for non-other than his own daughter, a certain little Miss of said high-school.
His enemies, once ranging from drug lords, mafia bosses, political figures, and national leaders, are soon replaced with spoiled kids who happen to have rich papas and mamas, and Lin Yi finds his intense expertise and high-threat skillset misused and very underwhelmed...
But he does get a harem cast as diverse as his old enemies, so Lin Yi decides that, for the sake of messing around with girls as an invincible entity in a down-leveled environment, leaving his bloody and death-filled war days behind is something he'd definitely want to strive for.

In the interview of Martin Charlie, 2008 Nobel Chemistry Prize winner, he said that if you were lucky enough to achieve something, people would do something scary to you…
After that, people would say, "Oh, you might earn a Nobel Prize". Then from the first week of October, you would start losing sleep to the point that even a phone call from your neighbor might spook you.
Until the day you actually received a call from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences.
The main reason for this was to ensure that the winners would not show off in advance and undermined the expectations of researchers.
The call to notify the winners would come a few minutes before the announcement of the winners. Due to this, the Nobel Prize phone call was one of the most exciting phone calls one could get. It felt like bungee jumping.
Lu Zhou, who received this call, felt that bungee-jump-like-feeling.
He had not expected the Nobel Prize. The reason why he was excited was obviously not because they were calling him for the Nobel prize.
It was the Crafoord Prize.
Ok, the Crafoord Prize was not bad either.
In fact, it was very decent.
The prize was established in 1980 by the industrialist, Holger Crafoord, and his wife, Anna Greta Crafoord. The selection process was through the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. Although the prize money was less than the three big mathematics prizes, in the community of natural sciences, it had the reputation of a small Nobel Prize.
Why was this the case?
The reason was that the original intention of this prize was to fill in the gaps for the Nobel Prize. Both the process, specifications, and the award ceremony were based on the Nobel Prize.
The awards were in the field of astronomy, mathematics, earth sciences, and biological sciences. All areas that the Nobel Prize failed to cover. The award was chosen once per year and rotated between astronomy, mathematics, earth sciences, and biological sciences.
This year, it was the turn for mathematics and astronomy. The award would be given to the most significant contributors of the field.
The prize money was $500,000 USD.
Like the Nobel Prize, the Crafoord Prize was also selected and awarded by the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. The Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences would usually inform the winner a few minutes before the announcement. Therefore, Lu Zhou, who was eating, was surprised by this phone call.
Actually, the main reason why Lu Zhou won this award had nothing to do with Goldbach's conjecture. It was actually because of his numerous contributions in the field of prime numbers. However, his recent thesis in Annual Mathematics certainly boosted his chances.
It was an achievement that could not be ignored.
Therefore, on the website, the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences added the Goldbach's conjecture to Lu Zhou's list of achievements.
Lu Zhou was nearly dizzy from the $500,000 USD award and the medal that he almost forgot how to get back to his office from the cafeteria.
He only remembered that Witten laughed and patted him on the shoulder before he congratulated him. The next thing he remembered was him sitting in his office and looking at his computer.
Lu Zhou went on the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences website and refreshed the page until he finally saw the list of Crafoord Prize winners.
His name was on there.
The two other winners were Professor Roy Kerr from the University of Canterbury New Zealand, and Roger Branford of Stanford University. 
As for the mathematics prize, he was the only one.
Lu Zhou finally relaxed after he confirmed that the phone call was not some cruel joke. The knot in his heart finally loosened.
Then, Lu Zhou closed the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences website and opened another webpage.
Now that he confirmed that he won the award, he was only curious about one thing.
The $500,000 USD prize money…
How much was that in RMB?
…
Two hours after receiving the phone call, Lu Zhou received an email from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences.
He did not know how they got his email address or phone number for that matter.
Then again, his email was on the page of Princeton University Professors as well as on arXiv.
In the email from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, there was an electronic invitation letter, and mainly a written retelling of what was said in the phone call.
Like the time of the award ceremony and the banquet after the award ceremony.
Also, as a celebration of the Crafoord Prize, the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences was going to hold a three-day academic exchange meeting, and they invited Lu Zhou and the other winners to do a report.
The report was one hour long.
Lu Zhou closed the mail and took out his PowerPoint from the Princeton report. Suddenly, another phone call came through.
This time it was not from a stranger. It was from Professor Tang.
Lu Zhou heard a familiar and impatient voice.
"You solved Goldbach's conjecture?!"
Lu Zhou was stunned and he replied.
"Yeah, why?"
The other end of the telephone went quiet, and Lu Zhou heard a sigh.
"… Nothing, I'm just a bit surprised," Professor Tang paused for a second. He then said, "Today, the mathematics department was in the middle of a meeting. Suddenly, an Annual Mathematics journal came in. We were still talking about this year's enrollment plan, but the rest of the meeting was about you."
It was obvious that Professor Tang was emotional.
When Lu Zhou asked him about the distribution of Mersenne primes in the cafeteria, he suggested that Lu Zhou not to think about those things and focus on mathematical analysis and applied mathematics.
However, fate was a wonderful thing.
Lu Zhou achieved so much in the field of prime numbers in just a few years.
Tang Zhiwei could not help but feel proud of his student.
When Lu Zhou heard Professor Tang, he did not know what to say.
"This… I'm embarrassed."
He thought that his thesis would at most kill off a few in-progress theses. He did not expect it to interrupt the meeting at his old school.
Professor Tang smiled and changed the topic.
"You've already finished your PhD. The school isn't in a rush to get you back, but there are some documents and certificates waiting for you. Principal Xu and Dean Lu have been asking me to ask you. So, when do you plan on coming back and get this damn PhD?"
When University of Jin Ling and Princeton originally signed a joint training program for Lu Zhou, Lu Zhou agreed that he would return to the University of Jin Ling and do a report after he finished his PhD in Princeton.
Actually, there was a teaching position as well, but that seemed to have been put aside.
The University of Jin Ling was supportive of Lu Zhou teaching at Princeton.
After all, it was good politics for the leadership team.
Actually, most universities in China knew that they were no match for a world-class school like Princeton.
Whether it was the academic environment or facilities, the difference was night and day. It was like a mathematics problem where solving it took generations of effort.
Encouraging talents to learn scientific research overseas was also a talent training strategy for all major universities.
There were also government policies that encouraged overseas academic development.
This was the so-called, "Go away first, then come back".
Even if one did not return, one could stay overseas and trained foreign students.
For example, if University of Jin Ling graduates were teaching at Princeton, then the University of Jin Ling would be able to send at least one student every year to Princeton. This was an unrivaled privilege.
At the same time, Chinese professors were more likely to recruit Chinese students, and this benefited the whole country.
However, Lu Zhou still had much more to learn. He had to earn his qualifications overseas. At the same time, Princeton's resources would help him complete his system mission.
When the time was right, he would go back to China.
After all, he was a nostalgic man.
Lu Zhou thought for a moment before he said, "I have to go to Stockholm first, but I'll be back in early June."
"Stockholm?" Professor Tang was stunned. He then asked, "What are you doing in Sweden?"
Lu Zhou smiled awkwardly.
"I'm receiving an award."


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

When Elder Liang heard this, he was filled with rage. "What? There's even corruption in this?"
Elder Zhang said, "In any competition, corruption is unavoidable. However, this is just a children's competition. How could they be so unfair? No, we have to say something about this."
Sister Hong was furious as well but she was powerless. "Sigh, what can we do even if we are angry? This competition was organized by the Chinese Arts Association. These names have already been announced. Even if there was a shady deal, they won't admit it."
Fraud Tian's righteous spirit was bursting out. "F*ck. This is simply pushing it too far. There's not one bit of fairness in this."
"Don't be impatient, everyone." Lin Fan indicated for everyone to be silent. They weren't the only ones angry about this, even Lin Fan was very angry. If things had been carried out fairly, he wouldn't have much to say. However, anyone who knew a little about Chinese arts could tell which artwork was better. What was most infuriating was that even some of the experts in the Chinese Arts Association pretended that they couldn't tell.
This made Lin Fan suspicious. Just what kind of demon was behind this matter.
*Ring ring*
At that moment, Director Huang's call came.
Director Huang said, "Master Lin, the results of the Youth Chinese Arts Cup are out, right? How did the children do?"
Lin Fan said, "Director Huang. The children have done very well. All 365 of them won prizes."
When Director Huang heard that, she was delighted. "Really? These children are really so outstanding? I'll tell the children right now. Master Lin, you don't know this, but the children have been asking me about the results every day. Lil' Fatty, in particular, has been asking me several times a day. Oh right, which prize did Lil' Fatty get?"
"Director Huang, don't tell the children about the results yet. Something has come up." After some thought, Lin Fan decided it was best not to tell them yet. So that if anything was to happen, the children wouldn't feel hurt.
Director Huang was stunned. She had a kind of bad feeling. "Master Lin, could it be that a problem has occurred?"
Lin Fan replied, "It's nothing major. Just leave this to me. Just pretend that nothing has happened for now."
After hanging up, Lin Fan felt as if he couldn't let this matter end just like that. He had to deliver justice.
"Elder Liang, find a way to contact the judges. I want to have a chat with them," said Lin Fan.
Elder Liang nodded. Then, he started searching on the Internet. "I found it. This is the phone number of the judges."
Chinese Arts Association Assessor contact: 1358xxxxxx
Sister Hong asked, "Little Boss, what are you going to do?"
Lin Fan took out his phone and said, "Of course, I'm going to clarify what is going on. Perhaps they made a mistake."
Everyone was astounded. Was such a thing even possible?
*brrp brrp*
The call was dialed.
Over at the Chinese Arts Association, the General Diplomatic Department's head, Xiao Chen was refreshing the webpage. As of now, the names of the winners had been decided. According to the higher-up's request, he had decided on the first prize winner. Of course, he gained some benefits from this.
For this kind of children's competition, fairness is important. However, that's only when no one says anything.
At that moment, an unknown caller called.
Xiao Chen picked up the phone. "May I know who this is?"
Lin Fan replied, "Is this the person-in-charge of the judging for the Chinese Arts Association Youth Cup? I want to inquire about something."
When Xiao Chen heard that the caller wanted to ask something, he couldn't help but start laughing. Looks like there was another person calling to ask about the situation. Ever since the winners had been announced, he had received numerous calls. Some called to thank him. Of course, there were others that asked why their children did not win. All sorts of questions came, causing him to be a little distressed.
However, this caller had a calm tone. Hence, Xiao Chen was willing to chat with him.
"Yes, I am the person-in-charge here, Director Chen. You can ask me if you have any queries," said Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan was in a peaceful state of mind. He didn't start scolding. "This is the situation. I've seen the competition winner list and I've also seen the artworks of the first prize winner and the second prize winners…"
Xiao Chen said, "Mmm, so is there an issue?"
Lin Fan said bluntly, "I feel that there is a huge difference between the first prize winner's artwork and the second prize winner, Lil' Fatty's artwork. It's not just a bit of difference either. Did you guys make a mistake during the judging?"
When Lin Fan asked this, Xiao Chen, on the other end of the call, was taken aback. He was surprised that this person was able to see through that. Of course, the first prize had been awarded by underhanded means but he definitely could not admit that.
"Sir, I think you're mistaken. These winners were all chosen by various masters. There is definitely no unfairness in this. As for this question that you've asked, I have asked those masters before. They say that this Lil' Fatty's artwork cannot compare to Wang Hao Yang's. Just from the brushing technique…"
Before Xiao Chen finished talking, Lin Fan interrupted, "Don't talk about the brushing technique. Lil' Fatty's freehand brushwork is high-level. I understand the Chinese arts more than anyone else. Tell me, which masters said that Lil' Fatty isn't as good as the first prize winner? I'll question them myself."
"F*ck!" Xiao Chen was dumbfounded. This guy was a little impudent, for him to say such things. "Sir, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you're saying that those masters are inferior to you? Let me tell you that one mustn't be overconfident. Those masters' paintings can fetch a price of hundreds of thousands each. Okay, I'm hanging up. You wouldn't understand even if I said more. The names have already been decided and they definitely will not be changed.
*beep beep*
The call had been hung up.
"Retard." Xiao Chen shook his head. There were all kinds of people these days. For him to dare to question the Chinese Arts Association, that guy really didn't know what was good for him.
…
Cloud Street.
Elder Liang said, "What does that guy mean? Can they even compare to Little Boss's Chinese art skills?"
Sister Hong said, "Yeah. Little Boss, what do you think we should do now?"
Lin Fan had already been pissed off. "I'll call again."
That person was way too arrogant. He hadn't even given any reason. Comparing the two artworks, it was obvious which one was better.
Lin Fan made the call once again.
When Xiao Chen saw that it was the same number again, he was a little angry. He answered the call and said in a nasty tone, "Did you not understand what I said? These winners were all chosen by masters. There aren't any problems. If you still want to persist, then believe me, I will remove this Lil' Fatty's name from the winners' list.
Lin Fan kept silent as he listened to the opposite party's snarling. When he mentioned removing Lil' Fatty's name, Lin Fan instantly erupted. "Alright, just try it if you dare."
"Retard. Just watch and see if I dare or not," responded Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan said, "As a member of the Chinese Arts Association, you organize an activity but aren't fair to it. You guys perform shady deals even in a children's competition. No wonder the younger generations are getting worse and worse. It's all the fault of people like you."
*clatter*
As Lin Fan finished speaking, the opposite party hung up.
It seemed that he was angry.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

The birth of the eldest daughter of Leon Igor and Kalisa Riley, Elizabeth Igor, made the entire Garth City and the Church of the Void Mask rejoice.
They held a grand celebration to celebrate the birth of this child. There was even more than one god whose clone was sent down to give this newborn baby girl a powerful blessing.
The celebration lasted for half a month, during which anyone who came to Garth City to give their blessings would be rewarded handsomely—money, delicacies, treasures, there was simply everything.
The working personnel of Garth City would register the new well-wishers on a daily basis. Then at midnight, they would invite either Leon or Kalisa to come forward and personally draw a few lucky winners from these registered names, who would then be gifted with special prizes.
The grand prize could be magic equipment, magic props, and also special magic potions. Of course, it could similarly be cash prize… in short, the few kinds of rewards were all equal in value. The winners could choose from the selection available.
Most of the winners would choose the magic potion, which was the specialty product of the Church of the Void Mask. It was a magic potion that could put a temporary stop to the aging process and extend life.
The production of this potion was very low, probably only dozens of bottles would be produced annually. Although everyone knew that the Church of the Void Mask's inventory would definitely have a little stock, who was capable of robbing the Void City? Who would dare to do such a thing?
And for this celebration, the Church of the Void Mask had provided a total of 15 bottles of life-prolonging medicine. This made many rich men, who were incapable of competing for the annual routine production, go green-eyed with envy. 
Exactly what price would these potions eventually fetch? And to whose treasure vault would they go to? Or into whose belly? Leon was not the least bit bothered at all.
He was only concerned about one thing—whether the blessings he had bestowed upon the 15 bottles had been meddled with.
Since Leon had dared to use the life-prolonging medicine as a prize to be given out, naturally he had to ensure the personal safety of the prize winners. If the winner who had just won a prize was hacked to death the moment he stepped out and the prize he had was also taken away, that would be a hit to his prestige!
So he had personally administered blessings on all 15 bottles. The moment anyone was to attack the prize winners, he would immediately know.
What would happen after he learned about it? Well, nature would always speak for itself.
It was a pity that no one dared to attack these prize winners. Though many of these potions had changed owners, they were all traded off through proper means.
For this, Leon had slight regrets. He said that it had not been easy for him to step into the Demigod Realm and acquire such powerful strength. Yet, he could not find the chance to show off or put on some airs and do something ostentatiously extravagant. This was really quite regrettable.
In contrast to the peace and joy in Garth City and the Church of the Void Mask, for the past one year or so, there was a surge of events occurring at full swing on the Dominant Continent.
First of all, there was a full outbreak of first North-South war of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, which had ended. This had attracted the attention of countless people.
The conflict between the North and South of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins had been ongoing for a long time. It was about the time when Leon and company laid siege on the Evil Dragon that the battle officially started.
That intense battle lasted for a day and a half. Accurately speaking, it was one day and two nights without any pauses in between.
At first, by virtue of their ample preparation, the army of the aristocratic party had a distinct advantage on the first night. Their cavalry even managed to make more than one surprise attack on the merchant party's array, almost crushing the entire array to crumbles.
However, it was just almost. They did not manage to do so after all.
After several failed surprise attacks, the battle became a brutal match of tug-of-war.
By this time, the upper hand that the aristocratic had due to being well-prepared beforehand was gradually dwindling. On the other hand, the advantage of the merchant party of being well-organized and orderly was gradually brought into play.
The next day, the battle continued to tilt in favor of the merchant party. In the evening, an elite troop of the merchant party turned the tables and launched a surprise attack at the aristocratic party's array. They had even charged their way in. It was a pity they were unable to gain a firm footing and were thus unable to crush the aristocratic party.
The battle on the second night was one of extreme cruelty, where both sides did their best and gave it their all. At this time, the plot to destroy the logistics of the merchant party was revealed. The merchant party was placed in a situation where there was a big loophole in their provision of supplies.
But the aristocratic party was oblivious to it. On the contrary, because the more aggressive members of the war advocating party had incurred severe losses during the battle that went on for a period of one day and one night, the remaining aristocrats, who were not as aggressive, placed more focus on defense—or rather, knowing of the impending crisis they were about to face, they wanted to make good use of time and quickly put a decisive close to the onslaught of the merchant party. They could not take out much courage to counterattack, so they could only focus on defense.
It was a night of a bloody battle of attack and defense. Both sides failed to realize the goal of the battle.
The aristocratic party's array might be a big mess with corpses strewn all over the wilderness, but it had ultimately pulled through. They were so badly battered that they were demoralized and lost the courage to counterattack.
By the next dawn, the fierce battle in the sunlight left both sides with heavy blows to their fighting will. Up to this point, no one could fight anymore.
The merchant party had a willing heart to fight again. But their supplies could hardly support a battle of this intensity. Their soldiers were all extremely exhausted. There were even some who suddenly fell dead while they were on patrol.
The aristocratic party still had the resources, but the army's morale was on the brink of breaking down. After all, the most brutal battle had ultimately taken place on their array. The bloody scene of cruelty was much closer to them.
Anyone who could muster up the courage to fight back under such circumstances would probably have been sacrificed in the previous battle.
Since both sides were exhausted to the bone, naturally this battle would no longer be fought. A truce agreement was eventually signed by both sides, thus ending this battle.
That true agreement was generally fair, or rather, it could not afford to be unfair for any other reason at all.
This was because other than not announcing that both parties were now independent entities, it had more or less utterly severed the entire Commonwealth of Gold Coins apart, giving it no hope of reconciliation.
In the face of an opponent who was ever-ready to fight a bitter battle with themselves, who wanted to make use of political means to take advantage of them? How could that be possible?
The only part of the agreement that was somewhat not so "fair" was the punishment meted out to Earl Hauss.
Although the merchant party was extremely aggressive in demanding for the punishment of the family of Earl Hauss, who was a heinous war criminal, the aristocratic party did not succumb to the pressure and did not back down.
During the negotiation, the representatives of both sides even resorted to using their fists over this issue. But in the end, they still failed to reach an agreement.
This agreement was eventually called the "Border Agreement." Following its signing, the once prosperous Commonwealth of Gold Coins went from boom to bust, even gradually approaching its end. To put it across more strictly, it was almost considered to be as good as dead, existing only in name…


In the world, there were gods who obeyed the rules, whether good or evil. But there were also evil gods who defied the rules. 
When a traverser was confronted by the rules that he could never conform to, the resulting collision marks the beginning of the story of an evil god…
This is the story of a good man who transformed into a great jellyfish, then traversed his world to arrive at a world of swords and magic. His journey of searching and exploring eventually led to him remaking nature and changing the world. 

Throughout the history of the Huafeng Competition, this was the first time a participant's vote count breached the zero threshold and fell to a negative number.
It was a design flaw overlooked when designing the vote counting system.
The system started to fail after Wu Lingshan's vote count fell below negative one million. It let out beeping noises to indicate an error in the system as the big screen began to flash.
Meanwhile, the audience looked at each other in dismay.
Suddenly, someone figured out something from the comments on the screen.
"Oh, right! Weibo! I remember seeing a comment saying that Shao Mingyi posted on Weibo! Could the downvotes have something to do with this?"
"I think I saw a comment like this too!"
"Quick, get on Weibo!"
On Weibo, Shao Mingyi had once again tagged #Huafeng Competition# on his post and pushed it into the trending tab.
@Shao Mingyi. "My deepest apologies to all my fans, I've let you down for not being able to model for the Huafeng Competition as originally planned and got admitted into the hospital instead. Therefore, I hereby strongly condemn @Wu Lingshan's act of malicious intent—Wu Lingshan has drugged her opponent's model with laxatives in order to gain an advantage at getting the grand prize. Can she really live up to her conscience even if she managed to win the grand prize using such unethical means?
Shao Mingyi even attached a photo of him getting an IV drip at the hospital below his post.
His face was scarily pale as he looked extremely tired while lying on the recliner.
How could any of his fans' fragile hearts possibly take it after seeing what he had to go through?
There were already more than 100,000 comments under Shao Mingyi's post. Every single one of them were curses directed at Wu Lingshan. These comments were even more creative and a hundred times more exciting to read than the ones on the big screen!
Although Wu Lingshan already had a hunch on how things would turn out, seeing such a scene unfold with her own eyes still gave her a huge blow.
The color on her face instantly disappeared.
Sensing the strange gazes from the surrounding audience, her lips started to tremble as she tried to defend herself, "No, I didn't do this... It's Shao Mingyi's own fault for ingesting something that upset his stomach, so how can he blame it on me? This… this is straight up slandering! Xing Chen must've been the one who ordered him to do this!"
Wu Lingshan was quick on her wits, she realized that she still had a chance of retaliating since Shao Mingyi did not have any evidence.
Unfortunately for her, the audience were not stupid, so no one believed her.
"That's really funny. Why should Xing Chen work with Shao Mingyi to slander you? Her designs are so good that they managed to capture Young Master Mu's attention. The grand prize had totally been in her bag from the very beginning. So, why is there a need for her to resort to such underhanded methods?"
"That's right! Besides, just look at Young Master Shao's current social status, do you even think it's possible for a rookie designer to order him around?"
"Look, Young Master Shao made another Weibo post mentioning that he had already obtained the backstage's surveillance footage at that time. He's prepared to sue you for intentional poisoning!"
Wu Lingshan broke out in cold sweat when she heard that Shao Mingyi was planning to sue her, so she could no longer maintain her calm composure.
A month ago, she barely escaped the law's judgement for her acts during the incident with the diamond bracelet, and that was all thanks to that idiot, Zuo Xiaoqing for being her scapegoat.
However, how would Wu Lingshan find herself a new scapegoat this time?
What was more, that incident had already made her lose tonnes of fans and she had not been able to clear her name just yet. This time, she even had Shao Mingyi expose her scandalous act to make things worse for her.
With this, her reputation was definitely taking a nose dive down the sh*thole.
How was she still supposed to maintain her public image as a beautiful, rich and kind-hearted lady? How would she still make her way to become an internet celebrity designer?
Wu Lingshan felt her vision went black and she almost fainted.
On the other hand, SL Corporation's staff had finally managed to repair the vote counting system in time.
Thus, the display on the big screen was restored.
The host hurriedly returned to the stage and bowed to the audience and the cameras as an apology.
"We're terribly sorry for the company's lack of preparation that caused the voting system to fail and wasted everyone's time. As of now, the statistics have all been restored. Therefore, please allow me to announce the list of winners of the Huafeng Competition."
"First place, designer no. 10, Xing Chen!
"Second place, designer no. 6, Si Tu!
"Third place, designer no. 2, Su Yaping!
"Congratulations to them!"
In the past, the hosts would announce the winners of the Huafeng Competition from the last place as they slowly moved up the list before finally announcing the winner of the grand prize.
However, this time, Wu Lingshan's ridiculously low vote count was too embarrassing to look at. Moreover, she was the daughter of one of SL Corporation's shareholders, so the host simply skipped this segment and announced the top three winners of the competition.
A huge round of applause sounded from the audience.
At this moment, Luo Chenxi had already forgotten that she was currently disguised as a man. She covered her mouth in excitement as tears welled up in her eyes.
She had been through so much and gone so far for this competition.
It was such a heartfelt moment for her to finally get her hands on the grand prize!
"Next up, let's invite the Chief designer of SL Corporation, Chief Sheng Yu and the director of Mu Group, Mr. Mu Yichen on stage to hand the awards to our winners!"


She became the young mistress of the most powerful family in City T by marrying the young master in place of her sister. 
He was cold to her on their first nuptial night. "Just because you played some tricks to get yourself married here, you still mean nothing to me!" 
However, she was calm and heartless. "Young Master Mu, don't think too highly of yourself. I despise all that is you — your money and your very being!"
 
After the wedding, Young Master Mu lived lavishly by spending money like flowing during the day while working his nights away busily. "You said you despised me earlier. Well, which part of me do you despise exactly, hmm?" 
Luo Chenxi could not bear the harassment any longer so she tossed out the divorce papers in rage. "I can't live like this much longer..."

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