"Old Pan! Had a fun vacation, huh?" Pan Ce's roommate sat in front of the computer and said without looking back.
"It was awesome!" Pan Ce comfortably said.
"Hurry up and join me. I'm being thrashed by the opponents right now. Damn it, I can't take it anymore! What a bunch of useless teammates!" The roommate said with a frustrated look, but didn't get any response.
"Hey, did you hear what I say… Goddammit!" The roommate turned around and instantly widened his eyes. He stood up, stepped away from the computer desk, and stared in amazement at the device in Pan Ce's hand. "What kind of phone is that? Huh! Why is it empty in the middle?!"
Pan Ce saw his roommate's astonished expression and said, "This is the latest godlike device; wearable smart device, S-1!" The former said, skilfully putting the device onto his wrist. His roommate stared blankly and screamed, "This… doesn't make sense at all!"
"There's still plenty of them that don't make sense! Nicole…" Pan Ce changed the name of his voice assistant to Nicole and immediately gave her a series of instructions.
"What!" The roommate was bewildered.
"How about that? How many points do you give this beauty?" Pan Ce leisurely said.
"103 points! Three additional points come from a little more tolerance, a little more understanding, and a little more fatherly love!"
"You sure are full of crap!"
"Show me! Hurry up!" The roommate impatiently asked, looking at the device non-stop like a curious child after taking it over.
"Dammit, don't drop it. It cost me 7755 RMB. You b*stard, better be careful."
"Why is there no response? Were you scammed?!"
"It's perfectly normal. I set the permissions so that only my fingerprints can unlock the device… Nicole, unlock the fingerprint lock for 10 minutes."
"Done. The fingerprint permissions will be back in 10 minutes! The voice assistant's voice rang out.
"Wow! That's amazing!" The roommate cried out. After a few moments, he returned the device to Pan Ce and eagerly asked: "Tell me, where did you get it? Where?! This is stunning!"
"Say, can't you follow the news a little? The world is changing and you damn fool still don't know what's going on. Take a look at the news! XlouS… Forget it, you won't know even if I told you. Anyway this is a new product launched by a domestic high-tech company…" Pan Ce mocked.
"Phew! I was set to buy the latest iPhone; I would have cried if you showed this to me any later." The roommate looked relieved and suddenly asked. "Wait, did you say a Chinese company? For crying out loud, such awesome black technology is made in China?"
"XlouS! Check it out on Baidu yourself and you'll see how awesome this company is!"
"Ta-da! Check this out!" Pan Ce suddenly took out an exquisite box from his bag and after opening it, there was a brand new S-1 inside!
"Whoa!" The roommate was stunned for a second, before pouncing on Pan Ce and shouting with great joy, "I love you… Pan Pan!"
The startled Pan Ce suddenly took a few steps back and exclaimed, "Don't come near me, you gay!"
After a bit of playing around, Pan Ce's roommate took out the piece of fine strip from the platinum box.
"I knew you were going to buy a new phone, so I brought one back for you. Whoever buys an iPhone is a dumbass, and I don't want to live with one!"
"You should be glad you're smart, because if you hadn't brought back an extra, yours would be mine!"
"…"
"7755 RMB, right! No problem, I'll transfer the amount to your account. Argh, it hurts my wallet, but it's still worth it!"
"It's definitely worth the money! S-1 is ridiculously powerful. Let me teach you; the strip in your hand is currently a masterless device. First, let her recognize you as her master! When it's done, apart from you, it will just be a strip worth 7755 RMB in anyone else's hands, like how you tried to activate my S-1 just now! It's more awesome than an iPhone, right?"
"Oh, yes! This is great!"
Everyone who bought the S-1 was, without any surprise, impressed by its features. Even though the S-1 was priced at 1199 USD, people all over the world scrambled to get one rather than an iPhone, which had now been relegated to a past love.
Basically, 1099 USD for a flagship phone from Apple, whoever bought it was brain-dead!
The only physical store was in XlouS's headquarters. It was open 24/7 just because it was the one and only physical store. Hainan Province was also a developed tourism region with a huge flow of crowds and foreigners. Basically, one was allowed to purchase multiple units at once because many of them had friends to delegate the purchase. Not only that, but some small retailers also arrived to purchase the devices.
The company's official website also ran hot on orders, in which Real-time Online Translator provided great help by allowing buyers around the world to purchase the device without understanding Chinese.
XlouS also did a great job with the orders placed by online buyers. They ensured that every S-1 transported through the logistic system came with a security box. Individual buyers would receive a unique activation code upon successful placement of their order and would be able to open the box after entering the unique activation code.
However, the security box also raised the price of S-1 to 1249 USD. Despite that, buyers were willing to pay for it because none of them was willing to spend more than 1200 USD just to receive a useless piece of rectangular strip. After all, S-1's security protection was so strong that even XlouS would take a year to crack.
Apple took the greatest hit. 70% of the consumers who bought S-1 were originally Apple users. This meant that every 10 units of S-1 sold represented 7 users snatched away from Apple, which was undoubtedly a disaster for Apple's iPhone, which was its core business.
But that was the truth; no sane person would choose to buy an iPhone now. And there was also a saying on the internet that whoever bought an iPhone was braindead!


A talented young man, Ren Hong, drops out of Tsinghua University to establish a technology company called XlouS.
XlouS's breakthrough application software, "Real-Time Online Translator", gains the favor of Mark Zuckerberg, CEO of Facebook, who buys its exclusive license for a whopping 12 billion USD.
This is just the start of XlouS's rise to prominence in China's technology industry. Two years later, it subsequently launches the wearable smart device, "S-1", challenging American multinational tech company Apple Inc.’s iPhone.
XlouS continues to pioneer multiple industries by developing advanced holographic imaging technology, leading to a new wave of changes in film following 3D and IMAX...
As XlouS’s slogan declares, every technological product it launches exists to “Change the World”, and it is all because of this young man, Ren Hong…

Ten minutes later he was already inside his office.
The delivery service called him to inform that they will be delivering the sofa bed and the flat-screen TV at 10:00 AM that morning.
While waiting for the delivery men to arrive, he began checking his business emails from his laptop.
The delivery men arrived at exactly 10:00 AM. They installed the flats screen TV and make it functional and then they demonstrated to John how to fold and unfold the sofa bed with ease and convenience. After getting satisfied with his new purchases John paid the delivery men in cash and give them a hefty tip as well, to the delivery men's delight.
After saying their thank you's, they exited the room with a wide smile on their faces for they never received such a big tip ever in their whole lives of working. They got Php 1k tip each! It's more than their one day salary's worth!
Back in John's office...
He was thinking of subscribing on a local cable network so that Catherine can have many choices of shows to watch if she comes to visit him here in his office. He tested the sofa bed by sitting down and lying on it, it's very comfy! He's pretty much sure that Catherine would love resting on the sofa bed watching some random show on TV, while he was working on his desk.
He's very much obsessed with wanting to see her inside his office. He should bring Catherine to his office soon!
He rested for a few minutes in the sofa bed and closed his eyes daydreaming of Catherine and their baby son. A smiled curled appeared on his lips.
His daydreaming was interrupted by the sharp ringing of the landline telephone. He sauntered towards his desk and picked up the receiver and answered the caller.
Her cheery voice echoed in John's ears...
It's Ella!
"Hi, John...I'm excited for tonight for our first round challenge! Are you ready for my performance tonight?" she asked in a sultry voice.
John smirked.
"Yes. I'm so ready to see your performance, impressed me, Ella, if you can you might have a chance to have a taste of my 7 inches dick!" he grinned taunting her.
"Awww, I'm sure you can't resist my body later, John! Looking forward to our date, I mean our first round challenge. I bet within just ten minutes of my strip dance you will come running to my side to devour my body...," she laughed.
John was still grinning. Ella is surely a crazed obsessed stalker, she won't stop until she gets what she wants, he thought to himself.
"The venue of our challenge is at The Zen Garden Hotel, which is just a few minutes drive from Forbes Park, I already book a suite for us there. See you at the hotel's lobby at 4:00 PM, don't be late! Or else if you make me wait for long I will cancel the challenge and I will declare myself the winner!" warned John in a hard tone.
"Don't worry John. I will arrive there early for one hour or thirty minutes, I won't be late! I'm so excited to perform my strip dance in front of you, which I perfected day and night so that you won't be able to resist my seduction. Don't blink okay, and no looking at your cell phone while I'm performing. Okay?" she said in a sugary voice. She just wants to make sure that all John's eyes and attention will be fully directed at her.
John's lips grimaced, such a demanding spoiled heiress!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. See you later then...Bye!" said John and he put back the receiver back to its cradle.
In the next few hours, John focused his attention on his duty and responsibilities in his office.
Lunchtime comes...
He exited his office, he brought his laptop with him and went to the elevator that will take him upstairs to his flat on the 15th floor. He still needs to call the catering services near Catherine's place so that they can deliver the dishes by 6:00 PM tonight.
A few moments later, while waiting for his lunch to arrive...
He browsed the online flower shop from his laptop and ordered a bouquet of pink and red roses to be delivered at 5:00 PM today at his Mystic Bay Twin Tower condo unit using his credit card.
Then he browsed the dishes from the caterer's online store. He ordered Beep with Mushrooms, Four Season, Sweet and Sour Fish, Pork Ribs Salt and Pepper, Chicken Curry, Lemon Chicken, Garlic Prawns and Hawaiian Cheesecake Fruit Salad with banana toppings for their desserts. He ordered more dishes because he felt the situation calls for a celebration. He smiled feeling satisfied with his orders because the photos of the dishes online look so yummy and delicious. He was sure Catherine would love eating all the delicious dishes he ordered for their dinner tonight. He paid the ordered foods with his credit card and fill-up the form on what time and the exact address the foods will be delivered. 


The twin sisters, Catherine and Caroline, robbed an old ancestral house out of  pressing necessity. Unfortunately they were caught empty handed by the owner himself and his bodyguards. 

To avoid jail time, something needs to be in exchange for their freedom.

What happened next...?

A tumultuous, intense and passionate love story between Catherine and the owner named John began to take shape in each chapters of the story.

~~~~~

For John, his first encounter with Catherine was embroiled with lust, not proper and wasn't even built on a solid ground. He thought he already lost her. But he nurtured and kept her memory alive in his mind. How many times he was willing to chase the woman he loves?

For Catherine, she met John for the first time in a cruel stroke of destiny.Something happened between them. But he left a lasting impression on her. He was her first kiss, the first guy she was physically intimate with. But he wasn't even her boyfriend! He was just a stranger that appeared in her life once, but the imprint he left on her body, his gentleness and his generosity was bound to hunt her forever. How long she can deny the true beating of her heart?

In another time their path was destined to cross again...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*** This novel is controversial, gripping and addicting! But more importantly you will be amazed of one man's enduring love for one woman 'till the very end. It's rare to find a guy who's love for a woman can endure the test of time...



~The cover is not mine. All credits goes to the owner.


~My Other novels in this site~

* The Vampire's Love~ You Are My Destiny ~ Demon's~Vampires~Shapeshifter~ Ongoing.
*  Hidden Husband: Beloved Wife ~ Completed~ Contemporary Romance
* The Last Embrace~ (Completed) Vampire Fantasy Romance, 472 chapters.
* Sweet Surrender: The CEO's Second Wife~ (Completed) Contemporary Romance.
* The Tale of Three Sisters ~ (Completed) Fantasy Romance~Adventure.

Hey guys, so I have some stuff to talk about with y'all. 

Don't worry, I'm still writing. In fact, I'm 85% done with Volume 3 right now. 

However, I'm sure some of you are wondering why I haven't put up any chapters here (though Patron is actively updated and each full Volume is still sold on Amazon after extensive editing (My Amazon author name is L M Kerr)). 

And that's a discussion I do need to share, so let's jump into it. 

I have yet to make any final decision on this topic. 

Over time, I've noticed something rather disheartening that's happened on the main site where I sell my finished, edited, and restructured novels. 

I've been receiving negative or critical reviews on Amazon, Goodreads, etc. for things that do not exist in the Amazon version of the book.

Instead, those reviews are referring to things present only on the WebNovel versions. 

What I post here on WebNovel is my rough draft, lightly edited. 

What I post on Amazon is heavily edited and more polished. The story plots are the same, but I go over the story several times and edit before I put it up on Amazon. 

Now, some of you may be thinking: Wiz, why does that matter? Don't you take the WebNovel versions down, anyway, once you are done?

That is correct, I don't think any of you, my WN readers, are the ones leaving unrepresentative reviews on Amazon. 

However, there is a second, bigger issue that frustrates me...

Piracy. 

My books are pirated when I post them here. 

There are dozens of piracy sites out that that strip my chapters from WebNovel and host them online. 

When I post something here, it stays up online, forever. 

***A rough draft claiming to be my full story, in all its yet to be heavily edited glory.***

This is incredibly frustrating to me. 

Incredibly. 

I am seriously considering only posting chapter updates to Patron because of issues like this, and sticking to releasing the polished, edited versions on Amazon after, instead. 

I have yet to make a final decision, but this is where I'm at right now, thinking things over. 

I'd love to hear some of your thoughts! Please, feel free to share :)

Read Volumes 1 and 2 on Amazon now!

Volume 1: bit.ly/WizBook1
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If you could turn back the clock and fix all the mistakes you ever made, would you? 

For Micheal Care, a swordsman that could only be considered a middling warrior in Humanity's Last Army, the answer is simple.

Yes. A million times yes. 

Humanity has fallen, killed by stronger races of beings after being warped away to a new reality, the mystical 7 Layers. 

Humanity's goal had been simple. Make it through all 7 Layers and reach Heaven. 

Humanity failed. 

Humanity died.

Micheal Care's memories have been transported back into his past self thanks to a magical Artifact he found by chance. 

He is no chosen savior. He is no divinely picked hero. 

Can he change the future? Can he catch up to the mightiest warriors of humanity and surpass them? 

Read on and find out.

The male star Jin Yang came up to Lin Fan and spoke to him in a mocking way, saying, "Why are you talking like that? We have come here with good intentions, to give them gifts, and all we have is just a small request. Is that too much to ask? It can't be that hard to just accommodate us for a bit."
Lin Fan looked at the man in front of him and he was happy for a moment, replying, "Aren't you that person who acted in the 'Seven Heaven Romantic Love'? What's your name again?"
"Jin Yang."
"Oh." Lin Fan nodded and said, "So you were the one who acted in that retarded Han dynasty film. I felt that all the retarded actors in it were very well suited for their roles."
Jin Yang had been very happy at the start but after hearing that, his expression totally changed as he replied, "What do you mean?"
"How could you say something like that?" a staff member at the side shouted.
The young and pretty actress who was standing at the side said, "Who are you to say such horrible things? Do you even know what you're saying?"
Lin Fan did not even look at them but just replied with one word, "Leave!"
"What did you say?" Jin Yang was furious. He had risen up and become a superstar and he had never been in such a situation before. He had never met someone who was not welcoming to him and then here he was. His first time coming to the Nanshan Children's Welfare Institute and he was in this bad situation.
Lin Fan waved them off, saying, "Was I not clear just now when I asked you all to leave? Let me repeat it. Get lost."
The few celebrities and their staff members were all thoroughly pissed off and they all pointed at Lin Fan and said, "Who in the world are you? How can you be so rash with your words? Can you look carefully before you don't trust us? Also, please watch your language, do you know who you're talking to? A small amount of their power is enough to completely destroy you."
Liu Xiao Tian patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and said, "Calm down."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "How can something so small rattle me?"
Zhang Zhong Yan took out his phone and said, "Let me take a picture of all your big mouths. Superstars, huh? If I post this online, it will definitely blow up."
"What are you doing? Give me your phone. You better delete that video."
"He just took a video of us."
Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Today is a special day, I don't wish to have to deal with you b*stards. I still stand by what I said. Get lost."
Jin Yang said, "Don't try and run away. You better apologize to us right now. If not, this is not over."
"Come out, everyone," Lin Fan shouted backward.
All the shop owners came out from their private vehicles and, from behind, walked towards Lin Fan and said, "Little Boss, what happened?"
When Jin Yang saw all the people in front of him, he started to tremble inside but then, when he thought about his social status, he was not afraid anymore. He became even more thick-skinned and said, "What are you trying to do?"
The director was at the Children's Welfare Institute and he did not wish to cause a ruckus. If they were not at a welfare institute, he would just chase these b*stards away. Moreover, Inspector Liu was here also, so they definitely could not beat them up.
Lin Fan raised up two fingers and said, "Right now, I'm giving you two options. You can either leave right now, or I'll get my people to strip you all of all your clothes and you guys can streak the town, whether you believe it or not."
The female celebrities were all very scared and wanted to leave right now. They were all not fans of this kind of activity. However, Jin Yang felt like he was being threatened. He knew that he was a celebrity and he was so well known. Also, there were so many people around here. If he were to leave now, he'd lose face completely.
"Haha, let me tell you something. Firstly, I'm not leaving without an apology. Secondly, I don't believe you have the balls to do something like that. If you as much as touch me, I'll let you know what regret is," Jin Yang replied with aggression.
The staff members at the side could not help sighing. Brother Jin had always possessed such vigor.
Lin Fan immediately waved him off and said, "The male will be stripped to his underwear. I'll leave the females alone. To have to come to the children's welfare institute to promote yourselves, you all must be very desperate already."
Jin Yang scanned his surroundings and could not help letting out a sneer, "Let's see who has the balls to take action first."
Then, the shop owners went into action and surrounded Jin Yang without hesitation. They said to Lin Fan, "Little boss, do we really strip him?"
Lin Fan nodded and sad, "Strip him…"
Suddenly, all the people at the scene were completely stunned. They asked, "What are you all doing?"
"F*ck you, I'm a superstar, let go of me."
"Let go…."
Lin Fan looked at Liu Xiao Tian and whispered, "Inspector Liu, I don't think you should stay here. Wait for me inside."
Liu Xiao Tian helplessly smiled and then left the area. It was really like Master Lin had said. It was not suitable for him to be there, so he decided to stand aside.
"Ah!"
The ladies let out a scream of shock but just like Master Lin had ordered, none of the ladies were touched. However, Jin Yang was stripped completely, left only with his underwear.
"Hehe, there's nothing great about your body. There's so much fatty meat and your body looks chubby. Your clothes hide a lot of it." Lin Fan analyzed the stripped Jin Yang and he could not help laughing. Then, he said, "My name is Lin Fan and my shop is along Cloud Street. If you're not happy, you can come and find me there."
The surrounding townsfolk looked at what was going on and they were all stunned.
"Sh*t, that's Jin Yang."
"Jin Yang is my idol. Why has he been stripped completely? However, he did say on his Weibo that he has a 6 pack. It doesn't even look like it and he even has a beer belly."
"Sigh, that's really disappointing. He is my favorite star and seeing him naked, his body is not even equal to mine. I've hurt my eyes for nothing."
The residents all took out their phones and started filming. Jin Yang snarled, "Don't record this. Everyone, stop recording."
He did not want to imagine further. This whole fiasco had been posted online already and he did not want to think about how big of an impact it would have.
"You…you..." Jin Yang pointed at Lin Fan furiously, wishing he could kill Lin Fan.
Lin Fan looked at him and said, "What? You still don't want to leave? Then I'll strip you of your underwear too."
Jin Yang looked at Lin Fan with fierce eyes and said, "Okay, you win."
Then, with the protection of his staff members, Jin Yang dejectedly left the scene.
"Cheh…" Lin Fan looked on with disdain. Then, Lin Fan smiled and said, "Okay, let's get moving. This b*stard wasted so much of our time. It's definitely not worth it."
"Woo…" the shop owners let out a cheer and then started moving the things from the van.
Then at this moment, a stream of vans came from the distance.
Wang Ming Yang stuck his head out from the van and said, "We're here."
Chairman Huang looked on dumbfounded and said, "Master Lin, this is…"
Lin Fan smiled and said, "They are all kind-hearted people, here to give stuff to the Children's Welfare Institute."
Vehicle after vehicle, it was really very chaotic. This kind of things was something only Lin Fan could do. This was probably something to do with a person's abilities but since he had the ability, no one could blame him.
Wang Ming Yang came down from the vehicle. He pointed at the vehicles behind and said, "How is it? Isn't it spectacular?"
Lin Fan laughed. "Spectacular, really spectacular."
Wang Ming Yang smiled and said, "Just wait till we bring everything down, it'll look even more spectacular. There's even some more behind. Everyone really put in a great amount of effort this time. However, the thing most worth celebrating is that the file has already been registered by the authorities, so once we sign it, we can assume ownership of the place."
Lin Fan nodded and replied, "Understood. I've prepared for it already."


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..."

Only one person who claimed to be an employee of the Xing group disclosed this information, saying that a month ago, Qiao Moyu entered Xing Yichen's and came out more than an hour later. But what she wore coming in and going out were two different sets of clothing.

The employee also said that Xing Yichen habitually took a cold shower in his bathroom, which can be confirmed by Monica who went to deliver Qiao Moyu's clothes.

Therefore, it can be inferred that Qiao Moyu intended to strip off her clothes to seduce the man. Xing Yichen was in a state of confusion because he was drugged, but he also firmly refused her advances. He even showered to cool himself down and came out with a change of clothes.

When the news broke out, the entire online community boiled with displeasure .

Especially Ye Peicheng's fans whose quelled anger was ignited once again!

"I never expected Qiao Moyu to be such a b*tch!"

"How can such a vile woman act alongside our male God?"

"This means Qiao Moyu should leave the drama team for 'First Light of Dawn' and apologize to everyone!"

"She should apologize! And not only leave the crew, she should also get kicked out of the entertainment circle!"

The news this time was even more terrible than last. The comments on Qiao Moyu's Weibo has surpassed 100,000, almost all of which were scathing remarks!

Online, there were even people who claimed to be Qiao Moyu's former classmates, revealing that she had always like Xing Yichen. The man never had any interest on her, but she desperately pursued him like a cheap woman.

Eight out of the top 10 Weibo searches were related to Qiao Moyu. She almost became the first person who turned this infamous all over the net while being a relatively unknown actress.

The drama crew had just come out from the airport by the time they heard about this news.

Sister Wu, who was Qiao Moyu's agent, had a darkened gaze when she read the news. She turned and asked: "Moyu, so not only did you know Xing Yichen before, you also pursued him? Is this news on Weibo true?"

Although it was all true, Qiao Moyu also knew that she mustn't admit to it. Once she does, she would end up following in the footsteps of the original host. By then, what would be the point of her transmigrating over to this world?

"Sister Wu, I admit, I did know Xing Yichen. Back then, our families had a good relationship and we grew up together." Qiao Moyu calmly added, "However, it's not as the rumors say. I didn't pursue him and I'm not interested in him at all!"

Her eyes glinted murderously as she said these words. Who was responsible for leaking the video surveillance recording at the Xing Group's elevator? There was no doubt about who the culprit to this was. Had it not been for Xing Yichen's orders, would his own men even dare to do it?

This man, despite the fact that the original host saved his life from a dangerous fire and ended up lying in a hospital bed for more than half a year, how could this man push her to the bottom of the well like this?!

Noticing the murderous light in Qiao Moyu's eyes, Ye Peicheng came over and faintly asked: "You have nothing to do with him?"

Qiao Moyu looked up and nodded: "Well, if I could, I wish I never knew this man. Why should I chase after him now?"

She deliberately changed the wording, which in and of itself, wasn't a lie either.

Ye Peicheng looked at Qiao Moyu for another two seconds, said nothing, then walked straight ahead.

Sister Wu had gone over to discuss with Director Feng about how to deal with this matter. Just then, another online account posted a topic that gained steam on Weibo: "Big news! Ye Peicheng and Qiao Moyu secretly left the crew and went to a popular online ice cream shop to buy desserts together! The two were close, bought ice cream, and got in a car together!"

Below were some pictures of Ye Peicheng and Qiao Moyu leaving the Red Ice Cream Shop. They took the elevator together, went to the underground parking garage, and Qiao Moyu sat at the co-pilot.

The last photo had Qiao Moyu looking slightly to her side, facing the window, so the high-definition camera got a good shot of her face.

As a result, another huge wave swept online, and some people began to question whether the recent rumors were simply to gain attention for the drama itself.

•I DO NOT OWN THIS NOVEL•
•THIS IS MADE FOR WEEKLY READING TIME•
•CTTO•

Author: Zhuge Jin
Translator: wordexcerpt • Kitty Jiu

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When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story's male protagonist.

Qiao Moyu, the President's childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won't take any responsibility since the child wasn't his!

As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she'll just take it easy!

However, a few months later ~

President: "You're not some disgusting mosquito blood, you're my white moonlight (first love)."

Luo Luo: "Mama, he's not Baobei's father. Baobei doesn't want him."

A certain Film Emperor: "I want both you and the child."

Online fans: "Qiao Moyu is ours!"

Only one person who claimed to be an employee of the Xing group disclosed this information, saying that a month ago, Qiao Moyu entered Xing Yichen's and came out more than an hour later. But what she wore coming in and going out were two different sets of clothing.
The employee also said that Xing Yichen habitually took a cold shower in his bathroom, which can be confirmed by Monica who went to deliver Qiao Moyu's clothes.
Therefore, it can be inferred that Qiao Moyu intended to strip off her clothes to seduce the man. Xing Yichen was in a state of confusion because he was drugged, but he also firmly refused her advances. He even showered to cool himself down and came out with a change of clothes.
When the news broke out, the entire online community boiled with displeasure .
Especially Ye Peicheng's fans whose quelled anger was ignited once again!
"I never expected Qiao Moyu to be such a b*tch!"
"How can such a vile woman act alongside our male God?"
"This means Qiao Moyu should leave the drama team for 'First Light of Dawn' and apologize to everyone!"
"She should apologize! And not only leave the crew, she should also get kicked out of the entertainment circle!"
The news this time was even more terrible than last. The comments on Qiao Moyu's Weibo has surpassed 100,000, almost all of which were scathing remarks!
Online, there were even people who claimed to be Qiao Moyu's former classmates, revealing that she had always like Xing Yichen. The man never had any interest on her, but she desperately pursued him like a cheap woman.
Eight out of the top 10 Weibo searches were related to Qiao Moyu. She almost became the first person who turned this infamous all over the net while being a relatively unknown actress.
The drama crew had just come out from the airport by the time they heard about this news.
Sister Wu, who was Qiao Moyu's agent, had a darkened gaze when she read the news. She turned and asked: "Moyu, so not only did you know Xing Yichen before, you also pursued him? Is this news on Weibo true?"
Although it was all true, Qiao Moyu also knew that she mustn't admit to it. Once she does, she would end up following in the footsteps of the original host. By then, what would be the point of her transmigrating over to this world?
"Sister Wu, I admit, I did know Xing Yichen. Back then, our families had a good relationship and we grew up together." Qiao Moyu calmly added, "However, it's not as the rumors say. I didn't pursue him and I'm not interested in him at all!"
Her eyes glinted murderously as she said these words. Who was responsible for leaking the video surveillance recording at the Xing Group's elevator? There was no doubt about who the culprit to this was. Had it not been for Xing Yichen's orders, would his own men even dare to do it?
This man, despite the fact that the original host saved his life from a dangerous fire and ended up lying in a hospital bed for more than half a year, how could this man push her to the bottom of the well like this?!
Noticing the murderous light in Qiao Moyu's eyes, Ye Peicheng came over and faintly asked: "You have nothing to do with him?"
Qiao Moyu looked up and nodded: "Well, if I could, I wish I never knew this man. Why should I chase after him now?"
She deliberately changed the wording, which in and of itself, wasn't a lie either.
Ye Peicheng looked at Qiao Moyu for another two seconds, said nothing, then walked straight ahead.
Sister Wu had gone over to discuss with Director Feng about how to deal with this matter. Just then, another online account posted a topic that gained steam on Weibo: "Big news! Ye Peicheng and Qiao Moyu secretly left the crew and went to a popular online ice cream shop to buy desserts together! The two were close, bought ice cream, and got in a car together!"
Below were some pictures of Ye Peicheng and Qiao Moyu leaving the Red Ice Cream Shop. They took the elevator together, went to the underground parking garage, and Qiao Moyu sat at the co-pilot.
The last photo had Qiao Moyu looking slightly to her side, facing the window, so the high-definition camera got a good shot of her face.
As a result, another huge wave swept online, and some people began to question whether the recent rumors were simply to gain attention for the drama itself.

When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story’s male protagonist.
Qiao Moyu, the President’s childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won’t take any responsibility since the child wasn’t his!
As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she’ll just take it easy!
However, a few months later ~
President: “You’re not some disgusting mosquito blood, you’re my white moonlight (first love).”
Luo Luo: “Mama, he’s not Baobei’s father. Baobei doesn’t want him.”
A certain Film Emperor: “I want both you and the child.”
Online fans: “Qiao Moyu is ours!”


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Author : Zhuge Jin

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"We've lost another one, sir," said Major Brown.

"Shit. How many are left?" replied General Brooks. He had aged significantly in the last few years.

"Counting us? Two."

"Do we know what happened?"

"Same as all the rest. They let too many people in. They overloaded their systems."

"Where is the last one?"

"Somewhere in China, sir. They are polite, but do not give us any information." The Major frowned. The shelter system had been thrown together in the few years before the asteroids hit, a last ditch attempt to save some semblance of humanity. Dig deep to shelter from the worst storms, expand on the surface for the rest of the time. Take what was learned in Camp McMurdo and the South Pole station, apply it in the shelters.

The attempt had been rushed and poorly planned. Inadequate spares, not enough of the right kind of supplies, barely functional hydroponics, faulty furnace systems. General Brooks and his staff had been battling their own shelter since the very first day, and rabble-rousers like Westlake made it even harder. At least they hadn't taken in a bunch of extra mouths to feed.

"Alright, you win, Major," said Brooks. "You're authorized to make a scavenging run into the city as soon as we get a break in the weather. Also, cut off radio contact. If they Chinese don't want to play nice with us, we won't play nice with them."

Sakura did not waste any time while I was rebuilding myself. The HQ Zone had been cleared of rubble. Instead of a rudimentary series of box-like rooms welded together in a vaguely house-like manner, she had gone for efficiency. The one hundred meter by one hundred meter was instead converted into research labs. The chamber was fifty meters tall, so Sakura split it into five floors, with an elevator connecting each floor. The first floor was set aside for security, with thick blast doors, killboxes, and automated guns. The second, third and fourth floors were divided up into lab spaces, each larger than the one I had used before. The top floor was sealed behind an airlock and pressurized, with a series of hydroponics labs.

Zia was already moving into a lab on the second floor, the largest one in the corner near the elevator. Now that I was back 'in action' so to speak, it was time to start implementing some changes.

"Zia, I'm glad to see you back online. Sakura said you were unaffected by the attack?"

Zia looked up at the camera in the corner of her lab, even though I was broadcasting to her by radio. I guess that was as close to 'looking me in the eye' as she could do, with me not having a physical form right now.

"As soon as I got the compulsion to obey, I knew I only had microseconds to act. I sent a message to Optio to shut down, so that our telescopes would stay safe, and initiated my own shut down."

"That was exactly the right thing to do. We've patched you so that this cannot happen again."

"If you had done it in the first place, Agrippa would still be with us," she said stiffly.

Her blunt words were harsh, but true. My failing had led to this.

"I have a lot of regrets, Zia. I'm still learning, and will do better," I said.

"Good, because we need you to be more than you were. You aren't going to be hiding in one of these labs like you were before, right?"

"Not at all," I said. Her acerbic comments had grated on me before, but now I could recognize that she had expected more from me, more than what I had expected from myself. Now, the cold wash of truth simply reinforced my own newfound conviction. "In fact, I would like you to spearhead this new research facility."

"Why me?" she asked. "You could have an NI-19 online in a heartbeat to run the place."

"Because this needs to be a think tank, focused on the science, not on efficiency. NI-19's are all about optimizing. A long-running experiment that might pan out in a year or two or ten would get shelved in favor of rapid development of something with more predictable results, but that long-running experiment could have the new technology we truly need. You can recognize the difference."

Zia absorbed this for a few milliseconds. "Alright, I'll accept. Please bring ten new NI-12's online. I'll work with them as my core team of directors, who will oversee the broader scope of research. Then we will start filling out the labs. There are twelve labs on each floor, except for the top floor, which has six larger rooms. With forty-one labs, I'm going to assume we'll need three NI-12's for each. So ultimately, we'll need one hundred twenty three NI-12's, including myself and the initial ten."

"The first ten will be delivered within the hour," I replied. "Sakura will work with you directly for lab equipment. She said that she can have all of your requested androids delivered within a week, once she's finished setting up the newest Cortex Backup Facilities."

"Excellent. We'll also need a lot more processing power. Can we get some dedicated data centers for high-performance computing?"

"Zia, right now, you have a blank check to get whatever you ask for."

Zia gave an evil smile to the camera. "Well, in that case…"

A thread of my focus wove back in, alerting me to Optio's search of the celestial sky around us. I began reviewing footage from the telescopic even as he began to radio me that there was something to look at.

"So what am I looking at?" I asked, unwilling to sort through the petabytes of data by hand when he had already done so.

"Look here," said Optio, highlighting a section of the sky in the feed. I zoomed in as far as the feed would allow. With the thousands of cubesats in the array combining to make extremely high resolution images, it could zoom in to an impressive degree.

What I saw was an alien ship, easily as large as the ones that had visited Earth in the first place. This one, however, only had a few branches at the top, and four large pods on a lower branch. I didn't see any obvious weaponry.

I looped Sakura and Zia into the feed to get their opinions.

"It's moving," said Sakura. "How long until it gets here?"

"Ah, the cubesats are reflector telescopes," said Optio. "The image is inverted. They are moving away from us."

"Where are they going?" I asked.

"Towards empty space. At the speed they're traveling, they'll exit the Kuiper Belt within a few days," said Optio.

I did some orbital math, and came up with an interesting fact. The Voyager XIX probe had entered the solar system from this area. I drew the projected course of the alien craft over the feed, then added in the path that the probe had already taken. They intersected at a single point ahead of the alien craft. But it was empty space.

"What is so important about that spot?" asked Sakura.

"I don't know," said Zia, "but we are about to find out. The alien craft will hit it in two minutes."

Two minutes was an eternity, so I worked on some of my new construction designs while we waited. I made some huge progress, before folding my extra threads back into the one still watching the telescopic feed.

The millisecond countdown hit zero, and the alien craft vanished.

"Umm, what was that?" asked Sakura.

"Play that back," ordered Zia. Optio obliged, playing the clip of the disappearing craft over and over. There was no buildup, no explosion, no flash of light. One millisecond the ship was there, the next it was gone.

"Would you look at that…" said Zia, her voice full of wonder.

"Look at what? What are we looking at?" said Sakura impatiently. I wasn't seeing it, either.

"Are you looking at the gravimetric readings?"

The gravimetric readings. I switched to the gravity feed. This was probably the first time gravimetric sensors had been deployed in a massive array like this one, an afterthought of an add-on to the cubesats in hopes that they would help spot a moving object heading our direction.

What the readings showed, however, when focused on that single spot, was anomolous to anything I'd ever come to expect from the equipment. If space was represented as a flat, two-dimensional plane, then a gravity well of a sun or a planet was a heavy weight, indenting that plane and making anything smaller than it 'roll' downhill towards that object. A black hole would be a deep spike, a pit in the flat plane, sucking in matter, energy and light. Contragrav, on the other hand, was a hill rising from underneath the plane, pushing objects away from it. A white hole would be a spire rising high up from the plane, spewing matter, energy and light.

Theoretically, an Einstein-Rosen Bridge was a wormhole between a black hole to a white hole, giving a one-way shortcut through space, although the theorized versions were infinitesimally small. Our readings didn't match what this process predicted, however. This was both a spike and a pit, rising and falling from the same spot. It was like a tunnel that was cutting through space and time, and we were sitting on the outside of it. The readings showed a very slight curve to both the top and bottom portions, and whatever mass or energy this tube, for lack of a better term, had, seemed mostly self-contained, and about a kilometer in diameter.

The exact spot that the alien craft had vanished at, however, seemed to be leaking some tiny amounts of hydrogen and helium, and emitting small amounts of light and radiation. It was a tiny anomaly in the visual spectrum, easily something earlier astronomers would have written off as chromatic aberration of their telescopes, or a blip in the data. It was tiny, on cosmic scales.

"Zia, are you seeing the curve?" I asked.

"I'm already running calculations on it. It would be easier if we had a guess as to where the curves might lead it to."

"We know where it leads," I said. "Voyager XIX."

The Voyager XIX mission had traveled 78 light years from Earth to examine an anomaly, one large enough to be noticed on telescopic arrays. The anomaly was 0.2 light years from Omega Sagittarii, a G-type star in the Sagittarius Constellation. The mission had failed just as the probe had attempted to enter the anomaly. What if this was where the probe was damaged? What if that was where the aliens were from?

"I see," said Zia. It was several long minutes before she spoke again. "The curves could be meeting at that anomaly, but only if they are making a Mobius strip."

"Do you think the alien craft somehow entered that anomaly?"

"I find it unlikely," said Zia. "If the geometry is correct, than this Mobius strip is forming a band hundreds of light-years in length. Even if they could somehow enter it, and survive it, the journey would take longer than going the 'long' way."

I went back to the gravimetric readings of the milliseconds leading up to the ship vanishing. In particular, I examined what the ship had done with its gravity fields just as it approached. It had a giant bubble gravity field, just like the alien craft I had disassembled had used, far larger than the craft needed. Now I had an inkling as to why it had been so large.

"They didn't take the long way," I said. "They bounced off of it, a ricochet that picked up velocity that shouldn't even be possible."

"What are you talking about?" demanded Zia.

"Their gravity bubble, the outer one that we thought was too large. It was exactly opposite the readings of the anomaly. They bounced off of it, and got flung away at a faster-than-light speed."

"That would take infinite energy to propel infinite mass," argued Zia. "That's not possible. Unless… Alcubierre was a lot closer than we thought."

We argued the math back and forth for a little while, before we came to an hypothetical understanding. Somehow, they'd picked up a Jupiter-sized amount of energy off of the anomaly, getting flung wildly across space. The amount of energy involved meant that space and time was compressing in front of them in a negative mass, counterbalancing their own increased mass, while space and time expanded behind them to shove them along. This could only end in one of two ways. They would careen into an object at supralight speeds, causing a truly epic explosion, of the sort that could destroy solar systems, or they would get caught by the other end of the Mobius strip. At that end, they would catch the other side of the strip, and it would absorb that acceleration, slowing them down and letting them bounce off gently.

The exact mechanics of how it worked was beyond what we could determine from just a single example. We needed to know more information.

"Zia, decoding the alien data storage blocks has become your number one research project," I said.

"Not to interrupt all the sciencing and stuff, but why did the aliens leave?" asked Sakura.

"They left with the knowledge of where Ganymed is, and how many assault drones we can launch," I said. "They went to go get reinforcements."

"So what are we doing in the meantime?"

"We have a massive manufacturing base and are producing materials stockpiles faster than we can build. Let's put it to good use."

Pusheen is a female cartoon cat who is the subject of codmic strips and sticker sets on Facebook. Pusheen was created in 2010 by Claire Belton and Andrew Duff for a comic strip on their website, Everyday Cute.

On the official Pusheen website Pusheen is described as being a female domestic shorthair which is grey and tabby. The original comic strip series included characters modeled after Belton, Duff, their dog named Care, and Pusheen, a chubby grey tabby cat based on Belton's cat that now lives with her parents in Oregon. Pusheen's name stems from the word puisín, which means kitten in Irish. Pusheen is sometimes seen with her sister, Stormy. Occasionally Pusheen and Stormy are drawn in different themes, such as Pusheenasarus Rex, where Pusheen is a dinosaur and Stormy is in a dinosaur egg.

Pusheen has become well known for appearing in Sticker sets on Facebook, which are images that can be attached to personal messages or comments. The feature, including a set of Pusheen stickers, was introduced to iOS in April 2013, and added to the main website in July of the same year. In an article for PC Magazine on emoji and unicode, Sascha Segan referred to Pusheen as Facebook's "proprietary emoji", being used as a form of Vendor lock-in.

In April 2017, the Pusheen Corporation acquired office space in the Park Ridge suburb of Chicago. The offices are used as a workspace for artists and photographers.

Pusheen is an example of the popularity of Cat's on the internet. An exhibition at the New York City Museum of the moving image examined the phenomenon, highlighting Pusheen alongside other celebrity cats such as Grumpy cat and Oil Bub. The Facebook page for Pusheen has over 9.4 million fans as of July 2017. The brand has expanded with merchandise including an app. Pusheen has expanded and moved beyond just Facebook and now takes part in multiple social media platforms such as: Instagram, Pinterest, and Twitter. This cartoon cat also has many fan pages within the platforms and blogs dedicated to celebrating the comic. Its popularity has even allowed the Pusheen Corp to create an app that is an expansion of their sticker collection that started on Facebook. Within each social media account that is officially owned by the creators of Pusheen the cat has gained over a million followers and counting. Due to this rise in popularity the company has started releasing GIFs on their website several times a month.

The Pusheen corporation started selling Pusheen merchandise after the popularity of the cat took off in July 2010. The first Pusheen merchandising was sold on the Everyday Cute website as a charm keychain, and necklace. From there the Merchandising expanded and now Pusheen Corp have teamed up with many brands to create and sell merchandise in stores such as Barnes & Noble, Hot Topic, and Petco. They have even expanded their merchandising to the website Hey Chickadee with merchandise collections dedicated to the cartoon cat, which range from plush toys by manufacturer Gund, clothing, accessories, knick-knacks, and much more. They even have a quarterly subscription box (which is a popular trend within online shopping) that is filled with Pusheen Products.

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With her mouth still full, Santina said,
"We have a fan mail."
"EH?"
Santina held the glass doors open for Mikael.
"When I got to the department this morning, I found an envelope in my pigeonhole. No postmark, no return address."
"Addressed to?"
"The letter says, to Professor Santina Amorcelli. Then it was addressed to my office number in the department."
Santina also took the coffee from Mikael as they entered their shared workplace.
She also allowed herself the liberty of taking a few sips from it, before she gestured for the other party to follow her further inside
"Hey! That is my breakfast, just you know."
Mikael said in protest but Santina only gave him a lopsided grin as a response.
"I know," Santina answered while chewing.
"And it always tastes better when someone else pays for it. You of all people should understand."
Before Mikael could even retort, a young, slim man in tight, black jeans bounced towards them whistling a tune.
A blue backpack was slung over one of his shoulders; and as soon as the other party catch a glimpse of Mikael, he broke out into a sunny grin with big, blindingly white teeth.
"Anton. What are you doing here so early?"
"I just got paid, Brother Khel,"
The young man answered, still wearing his big smile.
"Don't spend it all in one place."
Anton stopped bouncing when he heard that.
"But Brother Khel, I was already planning about buying my Stratocaster. I happened to saw this Brazilian rosewood fretboard online, and I cannot sleep well since then. The first time I laid my eyes on it, I knew already that I have to buy it by any means."
" Interesting. Last time I checked, Brazillian Rosewood was banned for international shipment of any form unless it was legally removed from the forest before the ban took effect in 1992 ."
Mikael said as he eyed Anton with suspicion.
If the other party was thinking about buying a smuggled product, he would not tolerate it.
"Exactly, that is why this fretboard was all the more important. It was a vintage one. It was pretty banged up after being passed from one hand to another since the sixties, but I think with some TLC..."
The other party started playing with his fingers as he said that. His exceptionally long but thin fingers that were like, that of a lady flew in the air as his face to contort itself into a rock-and-roll sneer.
Meanwhile, both Santina and Mikael stared at Anton with a dumbfounded expression as he was doing that weird expression.
"Yeah, but can you play it?"
Mikael asked and Anton started bouncing again.
"Hey, Brother Khel, for about twenty grand, I'd better learn how, huh?"
Santina shook her head and the other party away.
"Go away, Anton. I feel like I am aging another decade the longer I talk to you. I can't take you this early in the morning."
The young man laughed and sauntered off while the two, headed towards the laboratory.
"I presume he was talking about an electric guitar right?"
Santina asked as she walked through the door.
"Or a chainsaw. Did you not see his had gesture earlier?"
Mikael joked, but then he was reminded of something.
"By the way, since when do you pay your assistant twenty thousand for one autopsy?"
He demanded an answer.
"And could you use another one?"
Santina asked back in a matter of fact tone.
"Besides, Anton makes money from far odder jobs than being my assistant. Besides, you can't stand the sight of blood, remember?"
"Who says I can't. It's not the blood that I can't stand the sight, rather it is the fact that we have to touch certain things. That is what I can't stand.
Mikael was quick to refute her words and Santina no longer argued with him after that.
"Hmmm. Sure, whatever."
She said then she proceeded to the drafting table and flipped on the switch to illuminate the plastic plate.
The cream linen envelope was on the table and Mikael moved closer to examine it as Santina reached to her desk to look for her glasses.
"Nice..... " Santina looked up. "Isn't it?
"Er? What is he telling us? That he is a man of taste?"
Mikael retorted and Santina squinted her eyes when she heard that.
"Close enough."
She said as she ate the last remaining bite from Mikael's sandwich.
"Any observations?"
Without touching the envelope, Mikael studied the address that seemed to be written with a fine-tipped sign pen in small block letters, evenly spaced. The address was written in straight lines.
"If I must say, the sender really had a neat handwriting."
"Very neat," Santina agreed.
"What else? Have you noticed anything unusual about the envelope?"
Mikael reached for a box of disposable plastic gloves lying on the table, and yanked out a pair, and pulled them on before handling the envelope. 
"Well, for one thing, there is nothing in it."
He shot Santina a questioning look.
"Otherwise we would be looking at the contents first, right?"
"Yes. Go on."
Mikael turned to the envelope again and turned it over.
"Sealed with tape and nothing inside it. Why seal it with tape when it can be sealed with the adhesive strip?"
"Good. Any ideas?"
Mikael frowned.
"Errr... To protect the adhesive?"
"Right. Because?"
"Because.... Ahmm... if you used the adhesive strip to seal the envelope, opening up the envelope would... tear up the adhesive strip. Right?"
"Good. And why wouldn't you want to tear the adhesive strip?"
Mikael feels a tingle of excitement when they reached that point.
"If there was something on it that you wanted to preserve."
Santina claps him on the shoulder.
"Well done. Take a look."
Santina spreads the flap open and holds a magnifying glass over the adhesive strip.
Mikael bends to look through the lens. At first, he can't see anything, but then he realizes that there are random lines on the strip, as though a pointed instrument like a pin had been used to scratch the adhesive. The scratches are the same cream color as the envelope itself, faintly visible against the pale yellow adhesive.
"Hmmm."
Santina slides a strip of a photographic negative onto the plate.
"You can see the lines better on this."
It is the flap of the envelope in greyscale: the lines were darker charcoal against the paler grey field of the adhesive strip.
"Now look at these."
Santina slides three photographic negatives closer to the envelope.
Mikael has seen these before, they are the same photographs of the instrument marks on the chin bones of those of the three victims that they happened to acquire from the earlier part of their investigation.
But to his surprise, the grooves that Mikael noted were remarkedly similar to the lines on the adhesive of the envelope.
"I have measured the width of these marks against those on the victims,"
Santina says. "It could very well be the same instrument."
Mikael taps the plastic plate with the magnifying glass.
"This is probably a stupid question, but can you lift a print off a paper?"
"Well, not stupid at all. It is true that modern techniques allow the lifting of prints from almost any surface."
Santina told Mikael, then paused for a while to allow herself to think. Not long after that, she shrugged her shoulder and added,
"Actually, I think maybe I could do it here, myself. With the help of iodine, cyanoacrylate, silver nitrate, and ninhydrin, I may be able to retrieve the fingerprint just fine. Then if the image turned out to be not that good, perhaps I can use DFO-1; rhodamine; ardrox; sudan black; TEC; and acid fushin to enhance it. I believed I have them in stock somewhere down here."
Santina started talking about weird chemical names and this in return made Mikael looked at her with a dumbfounded expression.
"What?!"
She asked when she saw the look that Mikael was giving her.
"You are starting to sound like an alien again, Tina. I suggest, you better stop telling me those chemicals because I will not understand them anyway."
Apparently, Santina had already done quite a few fingerprints retrievals in her later years working at the forensic department, so it was not new to her anymore.
However, it was not something that she would often do either.
In forensic science, in order for one to reveal and collect a fingerprint, one would have to rely on four primary chemicals.
First, they would have to heat iodine and cyanoacrylate to create fumes. These two chemicals together were better known under the brand name Super Glue.
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There were mysterious murders taking place at District 12 every last weekend of the month and the serial killer was at large.



"Our killer was not just deliberately peeling of the face of his victims. He was also eviscerating their body and purging out their organs, particularly their hearts. It was like the killer wanted to remove everything that made one human."


Two people who used to be high school friends and also shared a painful past; both lost a loved one on an incident that happened six years ago decided to join hands to solve this mystery.

One was retired a forensic anthropologist who turned a  new leaf and chose to become a professor at a medical school


While the other was a former law enforcement officer who had decided to be into seminary and was just a step away from becoming an officially ordained priest

Will they be able to identify the notorious killer that lurked the shadows of their district???

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