[Regarded as a "Legendary Forever Newbie," cursed to forever remain as level one, will our main character be able to face the darkness that is coming their way?]


Guam Trancid is an introverted, 19 year old teenager, living in the Kingdom of Cloud, but when the new game, made by a company between Gaians and Aethereans, comes out, will he ever stay the same? 

Born with tier-F mana, will he be able to rise above the challenge and rescue the world of Elder Tale? 

Will he be able to overcome his fears and cultivate his secret abilities he has been hiding for a long time?

Will he, bullied and ostracized by people with talent because of his unblievably low mana capacity (F is the lowest rank, which rarely occurs), be able to push through and discover the secrets of this world?

Find out in this sci-fi/fantasy/romance/action novel

Signed: Secret Memories

Updates will be once a month but the word count will be 5 to 10,000+ per chapter. Also, chapters will be cut into smaller parts which will be uploaded any time within a month.







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Born with two unique, never seen before skills, <Perfect Regeneration> and <Undying Soul>, life wasn’t easy for E-333.

Experiment Number 333 — E-333 for short — has been tortured and killed repeatedly for nearly his entire life as a genuine pig due to his unique skills.

His two skills, when combined, basically gave him immortality, and that caused many to believe that he was the secret to eternal life.

However, what they didn’t know was that every time E-333 dies, he would come back stronger, his hatred for this world ever-increasing.

Pei Qian took a sip of his tea and continued, "We will only offer fixed-rate contracts for the top writers on our website."
"That's because the terms of this contract are better. It's equivalent to giving a benefit to the authors of our website. We will not provide such benefits until other authors prove their strength."
"The total word count should be between 10,000 to 500,000 words for a fixed-rate contract. They cannot exceed 500,000 words."
"The fixed-rate contract will be calculated based on triple the revenue that the author earned from his previous books. For example, the original royalty contract of the author's previous book was about 1,000 yuan per 1,000 words. Then, the royalties for this book would be 3,000 words per 1,000 words."
"There is no minimum requirement to update. They can write as much as they want. Slow work will produce fine work."
"What's more, we don't accept complete originality, we can only write custom-made novels. We provide IPs for the authors."
Pei Qian could not help but be impressed by his own intelligence after he finished speaking.
Fixed-rate Contracts and customizing. Wouldn't he be able to wipe out all the famous authors on Zhongdian Chinese Network and cripple them?
Those who read online literature often knew that fixed-rate contracts and customizing was the easiest way to produce rubbish works.
That was because the first prerequisite for creating good works was freedom.
Authors could only write outstanding works if they were free to write about topics that they were good at and had strong drive in.
If an author who was good at writing sci-fi novels had to write romance novels, the things he wrote would definitely be horrible.
On the other hand, custom-made works were often works th\at the client had a certain need for commercial publicity. At that time, the author's creative thinking would definitely be restricted by the client.
The client would definitely suggest some changes or interfere with the author's outline in order for the works to meet their requirements. On the other hand, the author would not be able to create the works according to his own ideas. His attitude would be different and would not be able to produce 120% of the works.
That was because the first target of custom-made text was the client, not the reader. Thus, there was a high chance that it would not be liked by the reader.
On top of the restrictions on custom-made novels, the fixed-rate contract would further dampen the author's creativity.
That was because fixed-rate contracts meant that there would be a steady income. The cost of the custom-made text was also very high. The author only had to use a little bit of brainpower to bring the works to about 60 points to complete the client's requirements. There was no need to work hard to write 80 or even 100 points.
He would not be able to do it because his creative freedom was not high enough and the theme was not good enough even if he wanted to write to 100 marks.
Thus, Pei Qian had released this trump card of customization and the fixed-rate contract to "bribe" all the top writers of Zhongdian Chinese Network.
It was all about earning money for these authors irregardless of whether they were on royalties or fixed-rate contracts. How they chose would depend on which one earned more money.
It would be easier to write custom-made designs. The amount of royalties calculated by word count would almost double. He could earn as much money as he used to after writing casually every day. Why not?
If the royalties previously were 1,000 yuan per 1,000 words, he could earn 300,000 yuan per month by writing 300,000 words. According to the purchase order, the royalties would be tripled. He could earn the same amount of money by writing 100,000 words each month.
However, the workload was greatly reduced!
While the fixed-rate contract system was voluntary and not mandatory, Pei Qian felt that no one would reject such a good offer, right?
Who would go against money?
That way, the authors' income would not be affected and Pei Qian's purpose would be achieved if the website incurred losses.
Ma Yiqun obviously knew this very well. That was why he looked shocked. He did not know what Boss Pei was up to.
While it was up to the authors to decide whether they wanted to sell their book or not, only a few of the head writers would reject it based on the current price.
Of course, it was a good thing for the authors, but it seemed to be very risky for the website. If they were not careful, it would cause huge losses.
Ma Yiqun pondered for a moment and asked, "Boss Pei, are there any other restrictions on this fixed-rate contract? What if no one reads the novel written by the author? Can you ask him to finish the novel in advance or force him to edit it?"
Pei Qian shook his head. "There are no other restrictions. However, there is a requirement for the word count. Each book has to be written at ten to five hundred thousand words. If it exceeds five hundred thousand words, they will not be paid. They will have to start another book."
The reason why he set the word count requirement was mainly to create difficulties for the authors who were used to writing long chapters.
At the moment, the standard word count for online novels was two to three million words. No matter how long it was, there were many people who could write five million words or more.
Therefore, when the authors first set the story outline, they were used to setting the entire text above two million words. If the great authors could write something famous, they would definitely be more familiar with it.
However, now they had to compress the story to a hundred to five hundred thousand words and write a short story. That would be using a creative way that they were not good at.
On the other hand, most readers of online novels liked to read long works and were not interested in short stories.
That way, the possibility of making money from novels would be further reduced.
Ma Yiqun asked again, "We can terminate the purchase agreement if the authors write a few rubbish novels, right?"
Pei Qian wanted to say no, but he felt that it did not make any sense. An author had been producing rubbish, but the website was still buying out his work at extremely high royalties from him. It did not make sense and was too unreasonable.
Thus, after some consideration, he decided to adopt a relatively neutral plan. "If the results of two consecutive books are very bad, let the author revert back to a royalty contract. He can continue with the fixed-rate contract when he's doing well again."
That way, authors who wanted to slack off would be able to continue writing with a fixed-rate contract and cheat money after writing a novel with royalty contracts. The rules of the website were basically 'come and cheat me of my money' and 'this fool has a lot of money' written on it.
Ma Yiqun asked again, "What type of custom-made novels should there be?"
"Can we take on some custom-made novels from other companies?"
Pei Qian immediately shook his head. "No! We can only write with the IP that Tengda has."
Ma Yiqun: "…"
He might still be able to make a profit if he could accept custom-made novels from other companies.
For example, if some popular online games needed to be promoted, Ma Yiqun could recommend his outstanding authors to the company, ask the company to fork out money, and ask the authors to write them. That way, Zhongdian Chinese Network could earn a sum of advertising fees.
However, Boss Pei rejected that possibility on the spot!
According to Boss Pei, the restrictions on custom-made novels were really strange.
It could not be purely original nor could it be custom-made by other companies. It could only be Tengda's IP.
What was Tengda's IP?
Ma Yiqun gave it some thought. This included the various games that Tengda had developed, such as Repent and be Saved, Ocean Stronghold, Struggle, and so on.
This included the short videos and films that Fei Huang Workspace had already shot, such as Tomorrow is Beautiful and the current filming of Mission and Choice;
That included the various IP images bought from GOG, as well as original hero characters like Modest and Ruan;
Including the various superhero characters in the works of Hurricane Comics;
Other than that, some of the popular novels on Zhongdian Chinese Network and other miscellaneous things were considered Tengda's IP.
It did look like a lot, but what was the point of customizing these things?
The only use was to fill up the entire "Tengda Universe" 's story storage. However, many of the IPs did not need to be filled up at all: The content of the original work had already been expressed very clearly and thoroughly. Why did it still have to continue?
Would these authors be able to write stories that were comparable to the original works if they wrote them seriously? Ma Yiqun did not think so at all. That was because many of the original works were personally written by Boss Pei. These authors would not be able to catch up even if they tried.
What's more, it was still a loss compared to the money spent on buying these works.
That was because the purchase strategy this time was not only targeted at one author, but all of Zhongdian Chinese Network's top authors. If these authors were determined to deceive and cheat money, Zhongdian Chinese Network would spend a lot of money on rubbish. It would be very difficult to guarantee the website's interests.
Ma Yiqun pondered for a long time, but he was still very confused by Boss Pei's decision.
However, Ma Yiqun did not say much seeing Boss Pei's confident expression.
Boss Pei's actions were always so unpredictable after all. No matter how ridiculous and strange Boss Pei's decisions looked at the beginning, they were proven to have deeper meaning and were extremely successful.
Thus, Ma Yiqun nodded. "Alright, Boss Pei. I'll make the arrangements soon."
Pei Qian was very satisfied with his attitude. "Yes, very good."
"On top of that, there's another matter regarding the authors' class."
"This class has been running for some time. It's time to make some improvements."
"My idea is to create another 'inspiration class' based on this study class."
"Gather all the top writers, especially those who have decided to write custom-made novels, and join this inspiration class."
"In the inspiration class, we will prepare a large number of novels, movies, and games for them. We asked them to collect materials from them every day. Then, they would exchange their writing skills and knowledge and recommend games or movies that they think are fun."
"For this inspiration class, there must be some initial investment. For example, the monitor must be big, the earphones must be good, the seats must be comfortable, and the various resources inside must be directly purchased from the original, ultra-high-definition blue-light discs to provide the best viewing experience for everyone."
"In the previous class, the authors could only write and check their information. They could not do anything else. In this inspiration class, the authors could only do things related to collecting inspiration. They could only write for two hours every day for eight hours."
Ma Yiqun was stunned again. "Huh? This…"
How was this an inspiration class? It was obviously a pleasure class and a slacker class!
One of the most important reasons why the study class had been successful before was that the "small dark room" could allow authors with poor self-control to concentrate on writing in this environment. That was how many outstanding works were born.
However, now, everyone could watch movies if they wanted to. They could play games if they wanted to. Not only were they not locked up in the dark room, but they were also restricted to writing for two hours a day.
Wasn't that encouraging them to slack?
What's more, Boss Pei had also said that this inspiration class was mainly targeted at authors who had decided to write custom-made novels. These people's requirements for updating were very low to begin with, and their creativity would probably not be high. He had also arranged a comfortable and enjoyable environment for them…
These people were probably going to be crippled!
They were the top writers and pillars of Zhongdian Chinese Network. If they were to become useless, not only would it affect the website's income, but it would also affect the number of outstanding works and readers' comments on the website…
Ma Yiqun hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss Pei, isn't this environment too relaxed?"
Pei Qian sniggered. "That's right!"
"To these top writers, they have no lack of skills or skills. If they want to improve, they need more inspiration. They need to slow down and work hard!"
"Nowadays, many novels have millions of words. Each day, they would update thousands or even ten thousand words a day. How can a good novel be written with such huge pressure?"
"Tell them to slow down and polish it!"
Ma Yiqun opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but he could not.
Obviously, Boss Pei's thinking seemed a little unrealistic. These online novels were meant to be used for recreational purposes. So what if they slowed down and polished it well? Could they even produce a famous novel?
However, he could not say that Boss Pei's idea was wrong. He could only say that Boss Pei had a higher level of vision than him and had a greater goal.
Ma Yiqun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. "Alright, Boss Pei. I'll make the arrangements now!"


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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Chapter 31

     "Of course there is something I found for you." Xu Mengmeng leaned on his waist, her words revealing undisguised joy: "Xinshu decided to help you find a job online!" 

    Help me find a job online?" Hu Xiaoli stared, his head tilted in puzzlement: "What do you mean?" 

    Xu Mengmeng and He Xinshu stared at each other, and they saw a smile from each other's eyes. 

    "Stupid little fox! " Xu Mengmeng jumped over and reached out and shook Hu Xiaoli's shoulder: "You are about to reach the pinnacle of life!" 

   "It seems to explain the opening statement of Xu Mengmeng." He Xinshu narrated in a flat voice when Hu Xiaoli hadn't responded yet:"I will find a part-time job for you to enter online text, and count money by words . If it is difficult to enter an article, thousands of words and tens of dollars are not a problem at all." 

    Hu Xiaoli suddenly bulging eyes, the voice of joy break out:"Really?!" 

    Seeing He Xinshu nodded. Although the whole person was still gloomy, Hu Xiaoli still passed Xu Mengmeng and gave He Xinshu a big hug. 

    "Thank you, Xinshu!" 

    He Xinshu was completely stiff, with his arms half raised in the air, He didn't know if he either wanted to push him away or hug him at the same time.

    This is the first person to embrace him besides Xu Mengmeng! 

    He Xinshu heart felt extremely complicated, and he didn't  know how to deal with this sudden enthusiasm. He  turned to Xu Mengmeng for help, but saw that she was laughing and was hunching over her stomach, as if she was very happy about his helpless appearance. 

    — I seem to have a fake girlfriend.

    Fortunately, Hu Xiaoli did not show too much enthusiasm, but just hugged him for a moment and then let go, followed by the small fox's sincere and long-lasting thanks. 

    After He Xinshu returned to his room, he isolated the joyful gratitude. 

    It's really flattering. 

    Outside, Xu Mengmeng was laughing with delight, Hu Xiaoli wondered why , and so after her laughter is reduced, it asked: "Why did you laugh so happily?"

    "Ha ha ha ha ha did you not find it Xinshu reaction funny!" 

  "... I just saw redness on his cheeks, is he ill?"

    "ha ha ha ha ha ha - " 

    Another string of laughter rang out that was definitely not ladylike, and Hu Xiaoli was silent for a long time, before reacting slightly.  

    "He's shy ..." 

    "Hmm ..."  She composed herself and smiled, Xu Mengmeng nodded her head deeply and said, "Yes, your brain circuit was long enough."

    Hu Xiaoli: "..." 

    That night , Hu Xiaoli was pulled by Xu Mengmeng into a group called 'Beijing Giant Chicken Mansion'. In addition to Xu Mengmeng, He Xinshu, Punk and Luo Ming who had friends and had remarked, there were two he hadn't met before.

    The entry work that He Xinshu gave him was soon passed over by private messages. 

    This group seemed to be newly built. Hu Xiaoli had been in the room for a long time, and was so noisy that he had to click to see it. 

    [Meng to burst]: Come, come and change my business card! @all members

    [Lou Ming]: Did you change your group business card first, big eyes? 

    [Meng to burst]: I am finished, oh, you can see who I am at a glance! 

    Hu Xiaoli, who peered at the screen, nodded in approval, which was so reasonable that he could not refute it. 

    After thinking about it, he changed his group business card to [little fox].

As a simple fox, Hu Xiaoli, who has survived into human society as an adult, has decided to be an honest reporter who only reports real events. After entering the Fairy Mansion, Hu Xiaoli found that there was a group of big-headed stars from all walks of life in the mansion. So he became a gossip reporter who only covered real events. -

The second morning, Chu Xian opened the door excited and full of energy. There were fewer customers in the morning, so he took out his phone to check if anyone was interested in buying online.

Online shopping was so popular now that you could even buy cars online. It was true that two thousand for one fish was expensive, but he believed that people could accept his prices over time and begin to make orders online. As long as there was a first, there would definitely be more and more people willing to buy.

After replying to some WeChat messages, Chu Xian opened his Fast Hands app and checked his video view count. Most people were still just watching out of curiosity but Chu Xian wasn’t worried. Even the lowest view count was 20,000+.

"Since I can stream now, I’ll call myself a streamer too. Haha." Chu Xian smiled, starting his stream. His whole body appeared on the screen.

Glancing at his handsome appearance, Chu Xian nodded with satisfaction and walked in front of a tank, aiming his camera at the goldfish inside.

With only ten thousand followers, not many people joined his stream - only a dozen or so - but despite his small audience, Chu Xian still spoke very seriously.

The aim of this stream was not to obtain donations but to market his goldfish, so he just stuck with introducing the different goldfish, displaying some of them individually, and answering questions. Gradually, his viewer count grew to over a hundred, and some of them were not far from his shop.

Most ordinary people were also very curious about these expensive goldfish and they asked all kinds of questions; some of them even wanted to bargain.

Chu Xian streamed for about an hour, and when he turned it off, he realized he had more than eight hundred viewers. He nodded in satisfaction.

After ten in the morning, more and more people appeared on Gu Wu Street, and more and more people came to visit his shop. Chu Xian discovered that all those who came to check out his famous shop found out about it on WeChat.

His new guests all looked at the beautiful goldfish, took photos and posted them on social media.

This plague-like publicity was beginning to spread to more and more people.

That day, Chu Xian finished another sale and earned ten thousand RMB. Customers who could afford two thousand for one goldfish were all rich people who wouldn’t just buy one; a fish tank needed at least five or six goldfish to look aesthetically pleasing, so these people always bought more than five.

In three days, counting the fourteen he sold on the first day, he sold 45 goldfish for 90,000 RMB. He was over the moon. The day before, he also had his first online customer who bought five goldfish.

He was confident that soon enough the orders online would exceed the orders in person. At that point, he'd really start raking in the cash.

Xiao Ying was busy because of her internship and hadn't come over to the shop yet. Chu Xian didn’t tell her how much he had earned and tricked her into thinking the screenshots he posted were for other people – he was planning on giving Xiao Ying a big surprise.

He traded his cheap phone for a washbasin and bought the 5000+ iPhone, a weapon meant for showing off. If you had money but didn’t show off, what was the point in having it? Life was about enjoyment – there's no place for humility on the king’s road, that's full of bullsh*t(1)! Do you have brain damage?


When he opened his stream, around three to four hundred viewers joined, and Chu Xian filmed his fish again. His tricks were getting better, and he streamed every time customers came to buy; at first, the viewers thought he was just staging it but as he kept doing it, they could tell it was all real.

He showed off on his stream constantly, especially after making a sale. Even though some people thought he was a little pompous, this way he could develop his business reputation and inform people of his pricing.

At this point, there were increasingly more people coming to his shop every day, and in the evenings, the store was often packed. Even though not many people were willing to buy, his fame had already spread and basically, everyone on the street knew his shop sold precious goldfish.

"Excuse me little bro, are you the boss here?"

Just now, a group of customers came to check the place out; a 40+ man with a large jade ring walked towards Chu Xian.

"That’s right big bro, I’m the owner!" Chu Xian said, raising his head and looking at the middle-aged man, stunned for a moment when he saw the young bodyguard by his side.

"Are these all the goldfish you have?" the middle-aged man asked with a chuckle at Chu Xian’s words.

Chu Xian was dazed for a moment, then a light flashed in his eyes. Smiling, he asked, "How many are you looking for? Could it be that these aren’t enough?"

"Not enough. I need enough fish for a big aquarium and there aren't enough fish here!" the middle-aged man said with a slight frown. "It’s a shame you don’t have more!"

"Big aquarium? I have more than seventy goldfish here, is that not enough for an aquarium?" Chu Xian’s blood was boiling as he asked with some confusion.

"Not enough. My aquarium is large, meant to be displayed outdoors!" the middle-aged man replied.

"Then big bro, how many do you want?" Chu Xian’s eyes flashed with excitement.

"Oh? Can little bro get more of these top quality goldfish? I need around a hundred and fifty," the middle-aged man said after some thought.

"I can get them! All my goldfish come from a friend overseas who owns high-tech fish farms. Even though this quality of goldfish is rare, I can get enough for you!" Chu Xian answered with a shine in his eyes.

"That’s great. When will you be able to get these goldfish?" the middle-aged man said with some anticipation and excitement.

"Two days. Two days should be enough." Chu Xian lied – in truth, he could remold this quantity of goldfish in one night, but in order to not arouse any suspicion, he said two days.

"Okay, two days. I hope you can stop selling your goldfish for now. When the time comes, even if you have a dozen or so extra I'm willing to take them." The middle-aged man nodded and continued speaking, "Of course, I can pay you a deposit right now, is that okay?"

"That’s fine. Absolutely!" Chu Xian pressed down the excitement in his heart and hurriedly nodded.

"Good. Then I’ll pay you a hundred thousand as a deposit, and in two days I’ll send someone to pick up the fish," the middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay big bro. I promise I'll have at least one hundred and fifty goldfish in two days, and their quality will be top-notch!" Chu Xian assured solemnly, and after a bit of hesitation, he tentatively asked, "Does big bro need any large ornamental fish?"

"Large ornamental fish? Of course! I checked the Yu Bao(2) market today but the only large ornamental fish there were tropical fish that can’t be put in the same tank as goldfish, so I was just about to check some other places." The middle-aged man nodded.

"I can get some large ornamental fish as well. Does big bro want to take a look?" Chu Xian said while tightening his fists, holding in his excitement.

"Sure." The middle-aged man was silent for a while. "But I need to check their quality and if they're no good, I'm not interested!"

A chance to change, challenge destiny, make dreams a reality, and live a legend! A regular man gains a system that allows him to turn into a fish! 
In the modern world, a young man gains an unconventional system that gives him the power to transform into a fish! With this strange power, he shoots for the stars!

After having a "nice" and "fantastic" dinner with Edward, both him and Sachi returned to their room, as you might have noticed, Edward specifically ordered a bigger room for the both of them, instead of giving each one of them their own private suites.
If it was the Leonard from back then, the situation might turn out to be quite awkward, however- the both of them had spent a great amount of time with one another when they trapped within Sword Art Online, so there's nothing to feel awkward about as of now.

"Ahh yes! The comfy bed!" Leonard yelped as he jumped onto the king size bed and began rolling back and forth in pure delight and ecstasy.
It has been far too long since he had the sensation of a soft mattress and pillows touching his own skin. (it's only been roughly two days without the comfort of a bed, however to him, it felt like an eternity!)

Sachi couldn't help but giggle at Leonard exaggeration of the entire ordeal that they had to complete when they were on the road, sure it may not be as comfy as the bed  that was in front of her eyes, however it wasn't that bad either, they don't exactly have to sleep on the hard and cold ground.
Soon Sachi also joined Leonard in bed after she took her warm bath, needless to say, a soon sleepless night will come forth for the both of them.

******
At the a days time previously in another location.
Count Bulsis Mansion.
A fat middle age man was sitting behind a large wooden table while having an enraged expression on his face.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Count Bulsis threw a heavy stack of paper at his subordinate.
"What do you mean that my son is acting all strange and crazy?!" the count leaped over using his strength as a Fifth Rank over to his subordinate and grabbed him by the collar and pulled down to meet him on his eyes level.
"Count...it's what the border checkpoint troop reported!" The subordinate was currently sweating bullet as he looked at the count enraged expression, seemingly wanting to rip his pieces.
"Tell me in more detail." Count Bulsis loosed his hand and dropped the man down to the floor.

"Count...the men told that, a group of Nomadic people crossed our border through the checkpoint, lead by a youngster from the kingdom...the young master caught his eyes on one of the girls that were with that youngster...and due to his rashness- he ordered the guards to surround them and try to take the girl for himself, even though they have passed all procedures and checking criteria- the young master just accused them with some vague crimes…which then…" the man trailed off slowly, for fearing to continued on telling the story.

"And then what?" the Count asked in irritation, as the story stopped midway, vein were popping on the forehead of the count as he glared at the man.
"The youngster...did something to the young master…" the man yelped as the Count glared at him even more fiercely.
"DID WHAT?! GET TO THE POINT ALREADY?!" Count Bulsis roared.

"We just don't know my lord! The youngster just grabbed the young master head with his hand lifted him like a log! After a few seconds he dropped the young master, leaving him unconscious on the ground, but when he woke up, he literally remembered nothing at all! And worse he started to lash out on the guard when they tried to help him, proclaiming that they're monsters and demons that served an evil being." when the man reported the incident to the Count, he himself could not believe all of that either, it sounds like pure bullshitting at it finest.

"You expect me to believe that shit?!" the Count was truly enraged now, he couldn't hold it back any further and launched a punch at the man, sending him crashing into the wall with a loud bang that would startle and frightened all the servant that was waiting outside, listening in for gossip.

*cough *cough the man who gotten himself knocked around like a ragdoll by Count Bulsis and cough out a mouthful of blood as he felt that one of his lungs has been punctured by broken ribs.
The man curses his luck for working under such a volatile employer. 
"Get up! I want the identity of that youth who caused my son to turn into that mess by the end of a day from now! If not, I will flay the skin from your body!" the fat man threatened.
"B-by your will...my Count…" the man struggled to get up and limped out out the Count office while having an enraged expression on his face, it was that of pure wrath and hatred.
After he left through the door, the servant who was waiting outside began to scram as they did not want to be caught listening into their lord conversation with this strange man.

Back within the office, Count Bulsis went over to his cabinet and pulled out a wine glass and a bottle of aged red wine and began pouring into the glass.
"I don't you who you are, I don't care about who you are...I will find you...and I will kill you." after the Count muttered those words, his wine glass shattered- which prompted him to take out another one from the same cabinet.

*****Lemon Scene- Skipped if you wish, still W.I.P*****
Back to Leonard and Sachi within their hotel suites.

Inside of the room on top of the king size bed.
Sachi was below Leonard, only covered with a thin sheet of cloth and having a shy and flushed expression on her face as she looked at her lover who was on top her.
"Doing it for real...might be different from when we were inside of the game…" she muttered in a low tone as her gaze diverted away from him, however occasionally she glanced back him.

"You're right...but, are you sure you want me to continue with this?" Leonard asked her once again, as he too was nervous since it will be his first live action, instead of playing around with the digital avatar that he got in Sword Art Online.

"I'll be...ok, just be gentle just in case...ok?" she said shyly while moving her hands to his face, touching the skin of Leonard face with that of her own dedicated and soft skin.
With that said, Leonard used his member and first rubbed at her own gate, when he found the sweet spot, he gently and slowly pushed it in.

The moment Leonard pushed it in, Sachi felt a sharp pain from down below, out of instinct her nails dug right into Leonard back, also drawing some blood as well.
Leonard, of course, ignored those minor wounds from his back and tried his best to relief Sachi pain with a deep and passionate kiss and wiped the tears that were lingering on her eyes as she tried to endure the pain that was her first real experience.

"Are you ok? Sachi?" he asked her in a soft low and whispering tone after waiting for a long minute.
"I-I think...I think I'm going to be ok...you can move it now." she tried to put on a smile while still having a few drops of tears near the corner of her eyes.
"Alright, if it gets too much for you, just tell me...okay?" he told her, but before she could reply Leonard once again implanted a kiss onto her soft lips and began moving his hip.
while using a hand to slowly grope her soft breast, Sachi of course out of natural instant let out a soft moan as Leonard's hand touched her mound.

Initially there was a cry of pain as the sound of flesh pounded against one another, however- slowly, that cry of pain turned into a soft moan and then into that of pleasure as Leonard continued moving his hip.
"Uhm!.." as time went on, Sachi hugged and wrapped herself around tightly onto Leonard as his hip began to moved ever faster- it was then that she felt something pulsing from down below.
"Sachi!" he embraced her tightly before unleashed his load inside, it was then that the sound of pleasure and ecstasy sounded throughout the entire room.

Leonard Lu, a 21 years old Asian Male. He is a shut-in loser in life who is addicted to playing games, reading light novels, manga/manhua/ and manwha 16 hours a day, 7 days a week since he was Freshman in HighSchool. 

Everything changed one day when he was having a cup of instant noodle for lunch while going through a sketchy forum he founded on the internet which hosted by a person who names himself “God”. The forum was for discussing the topic: “What would happen if you threw a certain loser in life into a fantasy world?” 
Weirdly enough Leonard himself was the only guest that was on the forum- and he also had a habit of wanting to be the first one to reply. He promptly replies with a sentence to “GoD”:
“Many possibilities- the loser will either die because of his incompetence or thrive if he’s lucky- depends if he has one of those cliche cheats or not, an example would be a cheat system.” 
Instantly “God” himself reply to him: 
“Then what would happen if I throw you into that situation? With a cheat system of course.” 
Leonard then replies absentmindedly:
 “I will become a god who would act on all my desires.” 
“God”’s response is: 
“I wish you luck then, mortal.” 

Before he could process the meaning behind those weird last words, Leonard chokes on the instant noodle that he was eating, then dies alone, in his room. 
(A/N: there are grammar mistakes, you have been warned. Just cross your fingers that Grammarly(Free Version) actually fixed it. This is a fanfiction that’s crossed with anime and games. (by that I mean world hopping) Along with my own original world.)
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Chapter 150. Music count (1)
"Please, can you tell us your thoughts about the movie!!"
"The album is going to be released tonight. What do you think will be it's position in the music charts?"
"What are your thoughts about your next ventures after «A born star»?"
"Ms. Xiao Rin, what do you think about working with Xin Ren?"
With the flashes and sounds of camera flashing, both Ren and Xiao Rin exited the van, with Chief Han and White bear following besides them.
"The reactions are really heated."
"If not for the security, I am afraid that the reporters will surely swarm us."
"They are still swarming us with their loud voices."
Chief Han said as he made a irritated face.
Movie Making was still broadcasting in CTS, where the ratings are only increasing and it's popularly online is also increasing with downloading platforms and streaming services.
Director Qian was literally jumping everytime he sees any comment about it online.
Even the higher ups of CTS are really happy with it, as they are even planning to increase the broadcast by one week.
"So, are you excited today?"
White bear asked as they entered the building.
They were currently at the venue of Music count, which was also the stage where the songs of the album will be released.
"We have practiced it quite a bit. It would be a pity if we failed."
"Yes, the songs are good and you have practice them quite a lot. Just go there and show your efforts to the people."
Chief Han said as they approached the green room assigned to them.
"It was quite big!"
Ren said as he looked around the green room. It was bigger than his expectations.
From his experience, he knew that this sort of room were only for top singers or groups.
"Of course, it would be. Your name has been trending these days, and CTS would not dare to choose a small room for you."
Music count was actually the music program of CTS.
With their relationship, they would be stepping on their own leg if they didn't provide good facilities to Ren.
He was like a cash bank for them right now.
They don't dare to offend him or Top star entertainment.
After they sat down on the sofa, they began to talk among themselves.
Chief Han has already left to greet and thank the producer of Music count. It was important to do so, at least to maintain the relationship.
"We are allocated 8 minutes, right?"
Ren asked and White bear nodded and replied.
"Yes, you can sing two songs in that much time. You are going with the title song and the ending song, right?"
White bear asked.
"Yes, we will go with 'Are you listening?' at first and end it with 'With you'."
'Are you listening?' and 'With you' were two of the most catchy songs in the album.
With 'With you' as the title song of the album and 'Are you listening?' as the end credits song, they were going all out tonight.
Actually, them receiving 8 minutes to prepare for their song was already giving them the treatment of top singers.
Normally, CTS would not give out much time to any singers, they were only doing it because of the popularity of Movie Making.
"Although, we are allocated the most amount of time, you should be careful of the other singers, today Chen Hao is also performing."
White bear said that like he was telling them to be careful of him.
"Chen Hao!!"
As Ren muttered that name, the door to the room suddenly opened and a man with yellow hair entered the room.
He has sunglasses on his eyes and he was looking like the average idol star.
He was undoubtedly Chen Hao.
"I heard that you were also performing here today. That's why, I came to greet you."
Chen Hao said as he smiled magnanimously. His smile was like the sweetest smile you can ever seen, but Ren felt something fishy in it.
"Hello, I am Xin Ren. Nice to meet you. I have heard your songs before. They are really nice."
Ren said as he greeted him with a smile.
There was no reason for him to be rude to him and make enemies.
"Hello!"
Xiao Rin on his side also greeted him with a slight smile. She was not the type to speak or smile until it's necessary.
Of course, it was different in front of Ren.
Chen Hao gaze lingered on Xiao Rin's face for a while, making Xiao Rin uncomfortable but she didn't said anything.
"We would be competing today. I hope you can get at least the second place."
Music count was a program in which many singers or idol groups will compete with their songs to aim for the top place.
A trophy would be given to the first place winner and the winner would be decided by votes of the people present in the venue.
Chen Hao saying that Ren and Xiao Rin should aim for the second place was clearly disregarding them.
"We will see about that."
Ren's attitude became cold when he heard that.
"Ah, do you think that I will lose to you in a singing battle. If it was an acting competition, I would have considered it my defeat, but in a singing competition, I am undefeated till now."
Chen Hao's confident came from the fact that he has already won Music count 3 times consecutively.
He had become arrogant because of that.
"Let's compete with our singing instead of our words. We will see the results after the competition anyway."
Ren said as he know that escalating the matter would not do him any good.
It was the entertainment industry, there was many celebrities who will become arrogant if they received some popularity.
Chen Hao was arrogant because he was already a singer with a successful album and a fandom.
He was sure that he will the competition.
"Haha, let's meet on the stage when I will receive the first place prize!!
'Let's see if we will win or not!'


Ren, he was someone with great talent in acting and singing but due to bad luck and some wrong choices, he was only able to become a third rate actor.

After dying in an accident, he noticed that he had returned to the past.

With the help of his talents and the knowledge of future, he started his journey to become the trendiest star of the century!

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Zhao Xue and Sphynx cat watched over the alien cats while Bai Quan dealt with Closers World's bad news.
Seeing him take countless calls, Matcha jumped on his shoulder and meowed loudly before using his cell phone to say, "Bai Quan, let me help. Let me deal with these small matters."
"Ah?" Bai Quan was a bit worried and said, "Boss is very concerned about this…"
"You don't trust me?" Matcha said anxiously. "I'd like to help. I'm studying daily and I'm reasonable now."
Bai Quan said reluctantly, "I'll let you handle the Weibo portion. Negotiate with the complainers to delete their comments. Money is negotiable but don't spend too much…"
Matcha was shocked. "This is underhanded. Am I resorting to such underhanded methods now? The human world is unfathomable."
He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry Bai Quan. Leave it to me. I'll spend the least amount of money to settle the matter."
Bai Quan was feeling concerned as he looked at Matcha leaving. After some thoughts, he messaged Milk Tea and told him to watch over his father.
Matcha took out his cell phone confidently and contacted Uncle Ho. "Hello? Uncle Ho? A few people are complaining about Zhao Yao and Closers World on Weibo. Zhao Yao's upset. Go arrest them and make them delete their comments."
"Too far? Not in Jianghai, you can't arrest them?"
"What's the big deal with the distance? I'll sponsor your air tickets."
"Zhao Yao's very unhappy. He feels that his property is not properly protected by the government…"
Matcha was pleased as he kept his cell phone. "Humph, I settled the matter without spending a single cent. I'm such a management genius. Humph, if I were managing Cat Wonderland Street and Closers World, they would already be world number one."
After everyone was busy for more than half an hour, Zhao Yao had completed his upgrade of Closers World. 
In the highly accelerated dreamscape, he stayed for nearly ten years and learned and re-learned all the Awareness Country's skills. After verification, he upgraded Closers World. 
"The current cap of Closers World is about 12 billion users and they should be sufficient to subdue those alien cats."
The 12 billion people might not be a match for the 40 alien cats in reality but after gathering their energy using the Awareness Country, they were able to subdue the cats.
When those alien cats entered Closers World, their power would be part of Closers World, strengthening it.
Zhao Yao activated Closers World and returned to the material realm. He ordered full publicity for the game to increase the player count.
Zhao Yao stroked his chin and thought, "What's the fastest way to promote a game? Use money to reward the people!"
"Make this announcement! All new players will be able to participate in a lucky draw. The first prize includes making a request. The second prize is having dinner with me. The third prize is having my signed photograph…"
"For the next ten days, the game currency can be exchanged for cash. I'm spending my money until it's used up. Help me calculate the scale and use the best publicity effect for the scale of the campaign…"
"Don't worry about loss. I'll transfer the money over later. I'll use all means to attract new users even if I owe billions of dollars and bankrupt the company. I'll see who dares to ask me for money!!"
"Hello? Are you the bank chief? I'm Zhao Yao, I want to borrow thirty thousand billion US dollars…"
"Meeting? Why do you have to have a meeting? Isn't my name worth the money? If you don't approve, I'll have a heart-to-heart talk with all of your Presidents…"
"What do you mean? You think I'm unable to pay back? You're looking down on me? Do you know that I've saved the Earth? What's the big deal with paying some protection fee?"
"Uncle Ho? I'm Zhao Yao, I've rescued the Earth and am developing forces to conquer the Milky Way. I need a few thousand billion. If you transfer the money to me, once I rule the Milky Way, I let you become the Earth's chief… You think I'm joking? I'm telling the truth!! S*it!"
"Uncle Ho, you are missing out on the chance of a lifetime. I'm giving you a chance… S*it… I'm not threatening the government! When did I say I'm bombing…"
"Hello? Worldwide Insurance Group, I'm asking about accident insurance. If a dead person comes back to life, do I have to return the money?"
"Your Majesty, I know the royal family's going through difficult times but aren't we protecting the Earth together? I'll return the money that I borrowed… S*it, are you done talking, old hag? I'm in a hurry as I need to call the European Union leaders later. If I don't get your money, the Earth could be gone any time…"
"I'm not destroying the Earth! I'm stopping the alien cats from destroying the Earth… Yes, that's correct. I'm waiting for your good news… hmm… pass your phone to your Prime Minister. I'm discussing with her regarding Jianghai's investment…"
"No, you have to let your women go online… I don't care about your knitting tradition. From now on, I'm in charge of your tradition… If you complain some more, I'll destroy all the buildings in your country that are above three meters… hmm… That's the way…"
"Hello? XXX, you've heard the news.
Lift up your head to see the moon. Did you see that Zhao? Nothing, walk to the balcony to see it. I went to the moon and wrote it very large. You should be able to see it… hmm… you're making me blush, I'm only writing words. It's not a useful skill.
It's like this, I'm in need of some money…"
After a round of phone calls, Zhao Yao used his wide "connections" and his outstanding "reputation" to "raise" a large sum of money for him to promote Closers World. 
Zhao Yao obtained the green light for his worldwide publicity of his game.
As he was speaking halfway, a Furless Tribe's supercat quivered and his eyelid was about to open.
With Time Freeze activated and deactivated, he fell unconscious once again.
Zhao Yao looked at the dented, swollen and contused head of the supercat and urged the games company to start the publicity quickly. 
"You have to race against time. Why do I feel I'm almost beating these furless cats to death?"
With active publicity by Zhao Yao, Closers World's promotion became the world's hottest news. 
As Closers World had a previous cap of 1 billion users, lots of players were queuing to get online. With the cap raised to 12 billion, the online player count increased rapidly.
Every country in the world was actively promoting the game. With the generous cash rewards, the online player count increased exponentially like a rocket. 
Zhao Yao connected one by one the awarenesses of the alien cat to Closers World. He made use of Closers World's power to subdue the alien cats.
The planet was affected with the significant side effects of Closers World's promotion.
One of them was massive investment in numerous space flight ventures.


"Let go of that kitty cat!"

A shooting star whizzed through the sky, causing countless super powers to appear on Earth.

However, the main characters that awaken during this phenomenon aren't humans, but cats...

During this event, this same thought appeared in the minds of countless cats: "Am I a god?"

Zhao Yao, an ordinary human, is the only person that can control these super cats.

Zhao Yao: "Am I a god?"

………………

TL's Intro：

Zhao Yao, the protagonist of the story, is the most ordinary man you could possibly imagine. Since graduating from college, he had been engulfed by his bureaucratic workplace and its toxic environment. To make things worse, he has neither a car, money nor a girlfriend. The only silver lining was his fat and lazy cat, Matcha, which provided a semblance of company and friendship.

However, things were about to change drastically for Zhao Yao and Matcha. One shooting star will transform their lives into anything but ordinary.

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