Ako si Apple, katulad lang din ng mga ibang simpleng babae. Hilig ko ang magbasa ng mga Online Novels. At naging boring ang romance life ko dahil sa mga Online Novels. Halos napuno na ng eyebags ang mga mata ko sa kakabasa at isang gabi paggising ko ay nasa loob na ako ng isang Nobela. Ang malupit pa don. Hindi ako ang Bida!

At the time when Furuhashi Sakurakyu was uncertain and baffled.
In Tokyo, an editor named Kento Nara just got off work.
When he got back home, he finally got rid of the negative emotions he had from being scolded by the chief editor. He went back to his room after having dinner.
Kento Nara could not wait to open his computer and read the new chapters that he had been saving for a week on the NICONICO website. He checked the time after he finished reading. It was 10 p.m. He quickly opened another light novel website named "Let's Be A Light Novelist."
Kento Nara had rarely logged onto this website previously because he used to think that the light novels published online were all rubbish.
In Japan, there was a standard procedure regarding the publishing of a novel. One needed to be acknowledged by an editor to publish their light novel. If the editor thought that your novel was flawed and lacked logical reasoning in the storyline, he would return the novel and ask you to redo it. Often, the editor exerted a significant influence on a light novel.
Unless you were already a famous light novelist, you would generally have to listen conscientiously to the editor as the publication rights still lay in their hands.
Usually, the editor would not do you any harm.
It was the same when it came to mangaka.
Most novels uploaded to the website were aberrations rejected by editors, so there was not much to look at. This was why Kento Nara disliked the site. You would probably dislike the website as well if you were the editor.
If the rejected novel became a hit on the website, that would be humiliating for the editor in question.
There were some fine works on the internet in recent years. Some examples would be "Bad Student of the Magical High School," "Starting Life in Another World," "Overlord" and so on. However, these novels were first uploaded online and discovered by people before they were published, remade into manga, and adapted into animations. Nonetheless, these novels were of the minority.
As for Kento Nara, he liked to log into some light novel forums and discuss the writing techniques for light novels with the netizens. Aside from increasing his knowledge, he also got a sense of satisfaction when other people agreed with his views.
However, there was now a novel that gave him many restless days and nights. It was called "Loading File of Tokyo."
Back when it first came out, it was in popular demand. But Kento Nara looked down on it. He even thought, arrogantly, that all the readers were paid to leave good reviews because only he knew the most about light novels. 
He remained indifferent when one, or even 10 people recommended it to him. But he became curious when the whole forum began buzzing about this single novel.
Although Kento Nara was never a person who followed the majority, he still felt curious about what had generated such a fuss. 
As a result, he went online to search for this novel and began to read it!
He became obsessed with it after he started reading.
"Loading File of Tokyo" was a light novel where the main character could load files, substantially similar to that of 486, the main character in "Starting Life in Another World."
"Starting Life In Another World" was an alternate universe fantasy novel, and 486 had used this ability to change everything that had happened from bad to good.
On the contrary, the main character in "Loading File of Tokyo" used this ability to flee and commit crimes!
Besides, the writer had made the introduction very suspenseful, exciting, and intriguing. The main character would die a horrible death every time before loading the files. However, the sense of satisfaction when the culprit was arrested after loading the files following his horrible death felt wonderful to Kento Nara.
He was surprised by such a feeling. There were not many highly intelligent, brave, and astute male leads in Japanese light novels. Most of them were passionate but relied too heavily on their emotions to set off their primordial energy. Many readers had criticized such novels, asking, 'Is the main lead going to be dead if he cannot set off his primordial energy one day?'
On the other hand, internet novels on Huaxia were different. The main character was usually diligent and steadily improving his skills, pulled back from the brink of death each time by a new skill. Gradual skill improvements like this allow the readers to put themselves in his shoes as if they were improving with him together.
But obviously, Kento Nara did not know about that. "Loading File of Tokyo" was actually a novel with a similar character who gradually improved his skills. The main character became more mature, with his personality changing every time he died. Was it not odious, equivalent to hitting someone in the face every time the main character got resurrected after his death and would come back to take revenge?
This was one of the reasons why "Loading File of Tokyo" was so popular. The readers had come across many similarly weak main characters who set off their primordial energy with their passion. When they looked back at the main character in "Loading File of Tokyo," they were amazed that there was finally a novel where the main character was of average intellect, not holier-than-thou or promiscuous.
"It's finally updated!" Kento Nara let out a sigh of relief when he clicked into the light novel website. Miss Gentera had taken leave for almost a week, but none of the readers complained about it. After all, Miss Gentera used to write 10,000 words a day, with the readers absolutely overwhelmed by her amazing typing speed. Some novelists could not even publish two volumes of a novel in a year.
What about Miss Gentera? Her third volume was ending soon, and she was about to start on the fourth volume.
How long has it been? It's been barely even a month now.
She has written 300,000 words in one month.
It would be an intolerable injustice if this book were not a hit.
Of course, "Loading File of Tokyo" won by its quality. With such good quality and quantity, this light novel was totally incomparable. It could easily defeat the other light novels.
So what's the problem of taking a week off? Some readers were even hoping that Miss Gentera could write slower to ensure good quality.
But a week was still unbearable. Kento Nara was so excited when Miss Gentera updated the novel. At this moment, he was just a reader and not an editor.
"20,000 words!?"
Kento Nara was ecstatic when he saw Miss Gentera had updated 20,000 words at once.
In the previous few chapters, Miss Gentera wrote about the changes in Manatsu Hokuto's mentality after all he had suffered and the loading of files, resulting in his personality distortion and antisocial behavior. This worried Kento Nara even more.
He was certainly not worried about whether the government would ban the novel because of the main lead's personality. It would not matter even if Miss Gentera wrote about something outrageous like the protagonist killing the prime minister in the novel... What he was worried about was that Miss Gentera would ruin the novel. Although the changes of the main character flowed in a natural progression, Kento Nara wanted to see the main character steel himself by using the ability to load files and remain open-hearted even though his hands were stained with blood.
In that case, even though it was only a light novel, the public would be very impressed by it. It could even raise various discussions about pertinent topics in societies, elevating it to become a phenomenal light novel.
The main character had become distorted now, he was extremely savage even when he was facing the police. All he could feel was dismay.
The ability to load files was fascinating, but it drove Manatsu Hokuto, the main character, crazy. Occasionally, Chiba Shiori would describe Manatsu Hokuto's mental instability through his suicidal ideations. 
Manatsu Hokuto's experience was very well depicted by Chiba Shiori. Many readers shared the same feelings when they put themselves in his shoes.
Thus... If Manatsu Hokuto, the main character, carries the same antisocial personality in the future chapters, perhaps the readers will feel awfully bad.
Kento Nara continued reading with this thought in mind.


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

[ See, I'm not a ghost nor are you mentally ill, I am a system that is tasked to help you in your life ]

I involuntarily raised my eyebrows, "How can I know if you're real? Who are you? What do you mean help me in my life? I'm perfectly fine, thank you." I answered 

[ I AM REAL. Don't you read any light novels or webnovels? Jeez!  You know those stories where people get reincarnated and suddenly they have a system and they finish up missions given by the system and viola they live happily ever after ]

"What do you mean light novels and web novels? Is there such a thing?" I asked 

[ Of course there is! They are stories! Usually found in the web or internet! ]

With that I opened my phone and search the web about web and light novels. I found a site where people write and read online novels and then tried searching stories that has system something in it but I couldn't find one. 

"I found something called online novels, are they the same? But I couldn't find any stories about system or something" I explained before closing my eyes again. 

[ Wait--- what the hell is wrong with this world... Oh right, this isn't earth. Anyway, trust me! I don't mean any harm to you ]

"What do you mean trust you, we don't know each other that much and you have the guts to say to trust you? What gives?" I replied and then heard the voice sighed 

[ Anyway, why don't we first open the interface of the system so you can see for yourself what I am all about ]
[ Think 'System Open' and the interface will appear ]

"System Open" I thought but nothing happened, "Hey, are you playing around?" I asked

[ Gee Wiz! Why don't you open your eyes for Pete's sake! ] said the voice in frustration 

As I opened my eyes once more, I was greeted by a semi transparent screen floating in front of me which made me jerked up. 

I gasped which alerted my bodyguard, Ryle who was sitting beside my driver Ben. 

"Is there something wrong my lady?" asked Ryle 

[ No one can see the screen, just to inform you ] The voice interjected which relieved my worry 

"None, it's nothing" I replied then my focus went back to the screen. 

Information are flashed through it, specifically information about me. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0


With the various information appearing in front of me, I don't really know how to react. However, why the bloody hell is my virginity needed to be specified?! Why the hell am I just slightly average when it comes to appearance? Is the information correct?! 

"Hey---is your name System 23? anyway, are these info correct?"

[ The information were all gathered from you host so yes I'm pretty sure these are all correct and accurate ]

"Are you sure? Did you double check it? I'm pretty sure I'm not that stupid---why is my intelligence and wisdom only in 58 and 45 and what's with that slightly average beauty level?"

[ Host this just mean is that you are an average person with an average intelligence and a slightly average appearance, this is much better compared to my previous host where they have poor appearance and intelligence ]

"Huh? So you had previous hosts? Are there any person that have systems? Are there any other systems?" I inquired 

[ Yes host, I've had other hosts in the past. To answer your second question, you first need to level up. With regards to the last question, yes there are various kinds of systems located on different worlds and dimensions ]

I furrowed my brows, " Different worlds and dimension? Does this exist?"

[ Of course they exist, the thing about light novels and web novels, they are from the world called Earth. This earth is pretty similar to your own world albeit they lie on different dimension ]

"Stop." I said asy head started to feel something, there are just a lot of mind-boggling information that I suddenly learnt about that I'm not surehow to digest them. "Let's stop with this for now --- let my mind rest for a while" I insisted 

[ Okay, but host do you want to accept the beginner's pack first? ]

"Beginner's pack? What is that? What was that for?" I asked massaging my temples 

[ It is something like a gift given to every new host of a system. It contain things that are surely beneficial to the host. ]

"Alright"

[ Beginner's Pack Gifted ]

[ Host do you want to open? ]

"Sure" I replied 

[ Beginner's Pack Opened ]
[ 50 Energy Points (EP) 
  Silk Hair Pill x1
  Clear Skin Syrup x1 ]

"What are these?" I asked

[ Host, energy points are needed for you to level up and is the currency that is used with buying using the 'shop' function of the system whereas the pill and syrup are things that enhances your physical appearance ]

"I see, this shop thingy can I see it?" 

[ Host with your current rank, you cannot access the shop function. However, with regards to your EP do you want to allocate that you your level? ]

I thought about it, since I still can't access the shop them of course it could only be allocated to my level. "Sure" said I then my screen updated. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0 (+50)/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0



Before long, we have arrived at my school. The school that I attend has a long history and these can be seen towards the buildings that we have. The school that I attend is called Regias Imperium  Universitas. This is the very first school established way back before the country was united and during the times of kings and queens. The school experienced a lot of destruction and reconstruction due to many wars that it had experienced. This school produced countless of kings, queens and generals throughout the history and up till now it continue to produce countless of presidents, prime ministers, renowned doctors, businessman and many more. Today, it is known as a prestigious school for the noble and the rich.

As we were traversing the outdoor park for the () I've asked my driver, "Ben, can we go to Capulus and order a Bicerin" 

"Yes my lady" Ben answered

XunMi averted her eyes for a quick moment before standing next to An wang, not saying a word or reacting at all.

Shangguan Yan received her daughter's instructions and, along with the fact that she had truly fallen out of love, stepped forward to kneel down.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, this madam would like to beseech Your Majesty to be my witness." Zongzheng Muye looked at Shangguan Yan with interest. They could be considered childhood friends. Her soft temperament was well known. This was the first time she had requested anything of him.

"What does Prime Minister Madam request so solemnly of me?" Shangguan Yan knocked her head to the grounds a few times, her eyes steady as she said, "I would like to request to divorce my husband."

She didn't care how astonished by these words the rest of the people were and instead proceeded to speak, "I have married into the prime minister estate for almost 20 years. At that time, the prime minister was nothing but a candidate applying for the imperial examinations. It was because of my father's help that he's climbed so far up. Yet the prime minister does not feel a bit of gratitude. In these years, he's used concubines and maids to suppress me, I could bear that. But now he's now intensified his ambitions, wanting to conspire against my son and daughter. I am but a woman, my courage is small. All I want is to give my son and daughter a peaceful life. If I can't even accomplish that much, then what was the purpose of all my years of enduring?" Shangguan Yan's face was covered in tears. It's been twentysome years. If she hadn't stubbornly wanted to marry Wenren Xiang, then she wouldn't have fallen like this. She even almost caused her daughter to become the butt of every joke. At least it wasn't too late now.

When Shangguan Yan started speaking, XunMi and Wenren Lu had already kneeled at their mother's side.

Wenren Xiang was once again frozen in spot after yet another provocation, his angry eyes protruded as he stared at the kneeling Shangguan Yan. He would have never thought that after so many years, a weak person would dare to request such a shockingly offensive thing.

"Your Majesty, please bare witness. As of today, I, Shangguan Yan and my son and daughter will no longer be associated with the Prime Minister estate." Receiving the paper and ink that An wang had called over, she quickly wrote down a divorce book.  She pressed down her fingerprint and handed over the book to the person of higher position.

Even though she was doing this to find justice for herself, she also enjoyed giving the Prime Minister a slap in the face. If he dared to scheme against her daughter, then he can't blame her for biting back against them.

Her father wasn't dead yet, so what audacity does the prime minister have to think that they can bully them. Perhaps she has truly accepted the situation. After seeing the light, Shangguan Yan abandoned the womanly virtue of prizing harmony above all else. Reality was telling her that even if you choose not to fight, it doesn't mean others will treat you the same.

XunMi's eyes' brightened. Seeing her mother like this, she could breathe a sigh of relief. Only this would ensure that her mother wouldn't be taken advantage of when she and her little brother weren't by her mother's side.

Zongzheng Muye was truly astonished by Shangguan Yan. This must be the first time in the millennium hearing a wife request to divorce her husband. In an era where the man was the head of the house while the woman was just a dependent of the man, no one could maintain their surprise when facing such a bewildering case like this.

"Hahaha, alright. Alright, since this is the first time little sister Yan has requested anything of me, so how can I not agree? Bring my jade seal over."

Zongzheng Muye delightfully pressed the seal onto the divorce book. He followed this by writing two imperial edicts. "Since crown prince feels no regret, then you can still at the crown prince estate and reflect by rewriting the Confucius classics. Wenren XunMi is beautiful, thoughtful, and loyal, deserving of the title Princess RuoJia." He waved his hand, letting them know it was time to retreat.

As for his little brother's glaring, he'll pretend he didn't see it. Zongzheng Mufeng wasn't happy. He had already so obviously hinted to his brother yet his brother dared pretend to not to notice. Even if his brother wouldn't help him, he'll just help himself.

The crown prince was flabbergasted, only able to stare helplessly at his departing father. Looking at his lover by his side, his eyes flashed with a moment of anger. Although he didn't regret marrying the woman he wanted, that didn't mean that he was willing to give up power. The emperor had so clearly confined him without mentioning the period of time the imprisonment would last. He didn't want to think about what this meant.

Wenren Yunfei also suffered losses today. A person that had been oppressed by her had suddenly flipped the situation overnight. Not only did she gain the emperor's good graces, she had attracted that handsome, entrancing An wang.

How hateful, when Wenren Yunfei had approached An wang, she hadn't received even one glance from him. Why was it like this? That was just an ancient girl, and she was the female lead, she should be the Heaven's favorite. Isn't that what all the online novels say? The transmigrating one should be well-off, not lacking fame or money. Since she, Wenren Yunfei, obtained this opportunity, didn't it mean she was brought to this world to enjoy the everyone's praise? A demon inside her was being provoked, twisting and almost shattering the way she looked at the world.

XunMi happily led her mother and little brother back to the Duke's estate. When leaving, she didn't even spare a glance at the scum still stuck in shock.

Zongzheng Mufeng was feeling resentful but couldn't do anything about it. He could only send his belle to the duke's estate and sadly leave alone. He decided that he would prepare the betrothal gifts when he got back and return tomorrow to propose marriage.

Duke Shangguan Lian was already 70 years old, spending his years cultivating and relatively removed from political affairs. His lifetime was spent in the military, with two sons and a daughter. Towards his daughter, he had always tried to spoil her. He never opposed whatever his daughter wanted. This was also why a insignificant candidate for the imperial examinations could marry the duke's legitimate daughter.

His two sons were all stationed at the borders. After hearing about his granddaughter's news, he had been infuriated. He wasn't dead yet, so how dare they abuse his Duke estate's young miss? But before he stepped up, his men came back to report that his daughter had divorced the prime minister.

After freezing for a second, he slapped the table laughing loudly, praising her. o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓

"As expected, she is my daughter. Good, good. Go prepare the rooms. Young miss, younger miss and younger master are coming back to live."

After he had just finished preparing everything, Shangguan Yan had brought her son and daughter to the Duke's estate.

The Duke hadn't seen his daughter and grandchildren in years. At night, the whole family sat together, a comfortable environment after years of longing to be together.

On the other side of town, Wenren Xiang returned home muddleheaded before finally coming to his senses. Him, a prime minister, had actually been divorced by his wife. If this news spread, how could he even face the rest of capital city? But even if he harbored a grudge in his heart, he couldn't let it out. The emperor had already agreed to it.

He tightly squeezed the papers in his hand, wanting to rip it all up. Staring at the red words on the page, he could only endure it.

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this is not my work but I love the story so I uploaded it here.i hope you like it.



After accidentally falling, she actually finds herself bound to a Second Female Lead Counter Attacking System!

Xun Mi: WTF is this?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

In order to regain her memories and return to her original world, Xun Mi is forced to transmigrate to different worlds and complete missions. Fiancé stolen away? Abandoned by the family? Career ruined? Reputation slandered? No problem, I’ll just go and grab a golden thigh
(1), dominate the world, slap those trash scum across the face, and live true to the saying that evildoers have no worry!

Xun Mi: I just want to peacefully and quietly complete my missions and go.

Loyal Puppy: I just want to peacefully and quietly go with you.  
[P.S.: love at first sight!, 1V1, both leads are clean
(2), spoiling one another is the goal, slapping trash is the plan, to make a counterattack on life!]

What? System binding? Numerous questions emerged in Zheng Ren's mind.
Zheng Ren had never drunk alcohol or visited a nightclub despite being a bachelor. A surgeon's life was hectic and he could only spare some free time reading online fiction for his daily entertainment.
However, he had not expected a plot lifted straight from those novels to fall upon him today.
The absent-minded Zheng Ren heard the emotionless, robotic voice again.
"The host has obtained a novice benefit—prime experience for thirty minutes."
Zheng Ren was a senior novel hobbyist, so he accepted the existence of such a System fairly easily.
A white light exploded in his eyes again for a split second before he could communicate with the System.
Zheng Ren was shocked to find his hands moving on their own after regaining his eyesight.
Holding the curved-bladed scissors in one hand, he started separating the adhesive tissue on the pancreatic tumor with the blunt end of the scissors. The movement of his fingers was dexterous and vigilant, and he would use the sharp end of the scissors only when particularly tough and fibrous adhesive tissue hindered his advance.
Was this a dream?
He summoned all his strength to try and regain control of his hands but surprisingly, they took no orders from him despite being a part of his body.
Zheng Ren was experiencing the feeling of a high-level paraplegic patient who had lost control of all their limbs.
Besides, his limbs were performing an advanced and precise surgery as if they were machines!
Had the System assumed control of his body? Was this fantasy-novel possession where his body had actually been possessed by the System?
Would his consciousness fade away slowly but surely and vanish into thin air after a while?
A series of questions sent cold sweat dripping down his back as he was embroiled in a cruel mire of despair with no chance of escape.
"Host, please be advised that bodily control is impossible during the thirty minutes of prime experience. Agitation detected. Hormone imbalance noted. Minimal sedation administered," The robotic voice emerged in his mind once more.
Zheng Ren calmed down momentarily under the System's assistance.
"Host, please value this opportunity for prime experience. Please take note that the free prime experience is given only once. Repeat, free chance given only once."
Disregarding the fact that his physical self was performing the surgery, he realized his current view was the best and precisely what he had yearned for from the corner of the operating theater just now!
Mere observers would have never gotten the chance to view the whole surgical process from the operating surgeon's point of view, which was undeniably the best possible view for learning.
This opportunity had finally been presented to Zheng Ren in that moment. On the other hand, Cen Meng—the chief resident—widened his eyes in disbelief when he noticed that Zheng Ren was continuing the surgery despite being a surgical assistant.
"Zheng Ren, what are you doing!" yelled Cen Meng in an attempt to stop Zheng Ren from carrying on.
However, he received only silence in return.
Zheng Ren continued the surgery with his hands as nimble as two dancing elves.
Cen Meng noticed something peculiar as he was about to interrupt the procedure.
Wait, surgical scissors could be used that way?
Zheng Ren actually separated the adhesion on the pancreatic head via blunt force with his finger. Was he not worried about a pancreatic tear?
Surprisingly, there was an abnormal blood vessel supplying the tumor. How had he noticed it?
Cen Meng had a lot of questions on his mind.
That was impossible! Cen Meng was well aware of Zheng Ren's standard. Both of them came to Sea City General Hospital two years apart and they knew each other's skill level very well despite the lack of intimacy between them.
Cen Meng was better than Zheng Ren in terms of flattery and being a bootlicker. Moreover, he became Chief Surgeon Liu's confidant a long time ago thanks to his uncle's friendship with the chief surgeon.
Otherwise, Chief Surgeon Liu would have brought his deputy chief to this heavyweight surgery instead of Cen Meng.
The insiders knew the ropes, but outsiders just came along for the ride.
Even so, Cen Meng started to get confused despite being an insider.
Cen Meng had been amazed by Professor Moriyu's skill level but even his superb expertise failed to reach the altitude of the ability Zheng Ren currently possessed.
No. Not only was Professor Ichiro Moriyu's skill level lower than Zheng Ren, the difference between their expertise was actually humongous!
The situation changed again when Cen Meng's mind wandered for a brief moment.
A few minutes later, the adhesive tissues had been separated from the tumor and only the abdominal aorta required adhesiolysis at the moment.
This was the most crucial part of this surgery. The abdominal aorta was around three centimeters in diameter and less elastic than normal arteries. Thus, any injury to the abdominal aorta during adhesiolysis was potentially irreversible.
This would result in a massive hemorrhage and the patient would inevitably pass away on the operating table.
Surgeons would normally give up after encountering this intraoperative finding and inform the patient's family that, regrettably, they had done their very best.
This was the reason why Professor Ichiro Moriyu chose to end the surgery after foreseeing this outcome.
However, there was not a single mote of hesitation in Zheng Ren's hands as he started separating the outer layer of the abdominal aorta with the surgical scissors.
Impossible! The separation of inferior vena cava's outer layer required special instruments. How could a blunt end of the surgical scissor do that?
Cen Meng started to get confused once again.
Professor Moriyu had given up on this surgery just now due to a lack of suitable instruments in the Sea City General Hospital and turned a pancreaticoduodenectomy into an "open and close surgery".
Every procedure—separation, cut, anastomosis, lymphadenectomy—was brief and precise.
The surgery was completed at the twenty-sixth minute. Warm, normal saline was used to irrigate the peritoneal cavity before suturing.
That pair of hands did not even check if he missed any active bleeding spots, as if Zheng Ren had infinite confidence in himself that there were no mistakes at all.
At the twenty-ninth minute, the peritoneal cavity and abdominal incision were sutured. The surgery was officially finished.
Other than the initial failed attempt at stopping Zheng Ren, Cen Meng had merely stood there and watched the whole operative process for thirty minutes in a confused state.
His sterile surgical cap and gloves were drenched in sweat at the moment.
Merely half an hour of observation had exhausted him greatly.
Zheng Ren, who knew only about appendectomy, had just performed a pancreaticoduodenectomy! Not just an ordinary surgery, but a surgery in which a world-class specialist failed to continue and gave up on in the end!
Cen Meng could not believe it, but he had seen the perfect surgery with his own eyes.
That was unbelievable!
This thirty-minutes prime experience had definitely been an eye-opener for Zheng Ren.
When the time was up, an overwhelming fatigue erupted from his soul and surged through his entire body, persuading his muscles to give in to gravity and float into dreamland.
However, Zheng Ren knew that it was not a good time for sleep. He needed to go home as soon as possible and study this System in his head.
Apart from Cen Meng, there had been a scrub nurse and an anesthesiologist inside the operating theater. Zheng Ren bid goodbye to all of them before heading out eagerly.
He changed his clothes immediately instead of wasting time in a shower.
Upon exiting the operating theater, he saw Chief Surgeon Liu talking to a group of people.
The group was headed by an elderly man and a young, beautiful girl in her twenties.
Chief Surgeon Liu was keeping a low profile by leaning slightly forward and smiling apologetically.


“Primum non nocere.” 
First, do no harm. - Hippocrates
Zheng Ren—an ordinary general surgeon in a cruel medical world whose efforts went unnoticed. His struggles are real…until he is blessed with a system and gifted with skills that exceeded even the best surgeons in the world. Alone in the world with no one to depend on, Zheng Ren uses his exceptional gift to challenge the skepticism of his colleagues and save lives.


Pi was fond of reading Chinese books. At first, it was not very used to them. But the Chinese language had a magical power, in which each word was formed by special rules, and each word's form had a special meaning. This was fascinating to Pi. Take the word "mountain" (山) for example, by looking at this character, the peaks of the mountain seemed visible. 
It followed Zhang Zian's suggestions to sit straight in front of the computer and type for a while, then sit on the window sill to look into the distance and observe the busy pedestrians. After a few minutes, as the eyes were adjusted and relaxed, it sat in the basket hammock chair and read books on the tablet, then repeated the cycle. Pi enjoyed the routine.　　
Maybe Pi was already used to searching for information in the complex records of the nameless book. It was able to read extremely fast and not only was it able to understand everything, it was able to remember them. Each time Zhang Zian came upstairs to check on it, he found it reading a different book.　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi typed its explanation: "I've read the English versions of these books. That's why I read fast."　　
Zhang Zian nodded in acknowledgment.　
The books that he transferred into the tablet for it were the electronic versions of the old and contemporary classics, most of which had been translated into English and introduced to western readers. It was normal that Pi had read them before.　　
Pi enjoyed any type of books. Novels, traveling journals, essays, poetry, science, biography...it enjoyed all of them. To satisfy his growing appetite for books, Zhang Zian retrieved the books he read in his childhood from the storage room, and borrowed some more from Wang Qian and Li Kun. He stacked the books next to the basket hammock chair so that it could access them any time.　　
Pi was gentle with the paper books. It handled them with care, and was careful when flipping the pages, yet these didn't slow down the reading.　
Soon, Pi finished reading all the paper books in Zhang Zian's house and those he borrowed elsewhere.　　
Apart from the daily business of the pet shop, Zhang Zian had an additional task of browsing the online shopping website for discounted books. He would buy some every time there was a promotion.　　

"Master, this is heavy! You are receiving a lot of couriers lately."　
Wang Qian and Li Kun walked into the shop with two heavy boxes, and placed them next to Zhang Zian's reclining chair.　
"Yes. I bought some books."　　
Zhang Zian removed the packaging with a knife. It was book series and journals. The journals were from last year, so the price was good. Pi was not picky about the publication dates anyway.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun looked at the Abyssinian cat breeding book next to Zhang Zian, and asked in confusion, "Master, you've been buying so many books, but we've never seen you reading them..."　　
Zhang Zian rolled his eyes at them. "Do I have to let you see me reading? Can't I buy books for other use? Cut the crap. Go back and prepare for your exams!"　　
He didn't tell anyone else about Pi's arrival for now, especially Wang Qian and Li Kun. These two idiots had big mouths and liked bragging everywhere.　　
"Yes, Master!" They spit the tongues and ran back to school.　
After they left, Zhang Zian carried the books and journals to the second floor.　
"Pi, new books again."　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi jumped out of the basket hammock chair, and came up expectantly to look at the books. Before Zhang Zian had finished stacking the books, it took one of them and started reading greedily, nourishing itself with knowledge.　 
After seeing how happy it was, Zhang Zian felt both glad and troubled.　
A mound of books had risen next to the basket hammock chair. His old books, borrowed books, recently purchased books and journals were stacked into four peaks of a mountain. The tallest one was the same height as a person, and the smallest one was as high as the waist.　
Zhang Zian could not find the books as fast as Pi was reading them. The books would reach the ceiling in a few days.　　
Paper books were more expensive and less frequent in discount. Storage was also less convenient. Books and journals were consumables to Pi, and had little long-term 

storage value. After all, it owned a nameless book containing everything. Reading Chinese books was only to appreciate the beauty and depth of the language.　　
When not reading, Pi appeared lonely, bored and melancholic. It knew that it could not go downstairs and show up in front of other people, which might bring trouble to Zhang Zian. Even if it did go downstairs, there was nothing to do and it could not communicate with the other elfins. It might as well stay upstairs to type. But typing all day became boring too. So it often sat idly on the window sill.　　
Zhang Zian was worried about Pi, and so did Old Time Tea, the traditional Chinese medicine expert. Old Time Tea said that long-term melancholy was not healthy, and Pi would fall sick if it continued this way. In modern medical terms, Old Time Tea meant depression. When someone was alone and low-spirited for a long time without interaction with the outside world, it could end up having depression.　　
Humans were social animals, and so were monkeys. Pi might be the same, who behaved like a monkey. But Zhang Zian couldn't possibly get a troop of monkeys to play with it.　　
Many studies suggested that negative mood had a negative impact on health, and may cause a variety of acute and chronic diseases, such as gastric ulcer, endocrine disorders, hair loss, etc. He did notice a lot of short yellow hairs while sweeping the floor lately.　　
Since paper books were not enough for Pi's reading appetite, after much thinking, he decided to seek help from the omnipotent internet.　
"Pi, would you like to try online novels?" He suggested to Pi.　
"Eeek?"　　
Pi was reading in the basket chair, and was distracted by his question.　
Zhang Zian explained, "Online novels are a new form of reading as the internet grew popular. They are pretty much like the e-books, except that they were created to be shared on the internet."　　
"Eeek?"　　
Pi put down its book and typed on the laptop: "Are they fun to read?"　
"Some of them are, and some are not. Online novels have a lot of genres, and are many in number. You can always find the ones you like." Zhang Zian answered honestly. In fact, he had not read many online novels. He didn't sound very confident. 　 

Leaving literary and artistic quality aside, the biggest advantage of online novels was its volume and number. Before he could find a better solution, they could at least gratify Pi's reading appetite, and chase away the melancholy and boredom.　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi nodded and typed: "I want to try some."　　
"Good. I'm downloading online reading apps for you."　
Zhang Zian took away the tablet, downloaded multiple popular online reading apps in the App Store, registered accounts for Pi, then taught it how to search for books.　 
Pi took back the tablet happily, and dived into the ocean of online novels.　　



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Upon hearing Shiroishi Kazuma's words, Ko Gohon's eyes instantly lit up and he anxiously said, "Uncle Kazuma, I've realized my mistakes. Quickly teach me, what do I have to do?!"
"Currently, the previous bet is already over. We'll just ignore it and not consider it any further." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "So, now, we mainly have to focus on the online novel website.
"According to your bet with Hong Dali, the person with the most number of daily updated books two weeks later wins. If it's according to your idea to increase the flat fees of the authors at the novel website and find ghostwriters to increase the number of novels, all these can more or less be done, but it's still far from enough!
"In this day and age, channels are the king.
"Number one, get through all the possible channels of the novel website and liaise with our joint venture companies in Heavenly State. As long as they are enterprises related to the internet, they must all advertise on the novel website.
"Number two, liaise with the telecommunication companies in Heavenly State and get them to send messages to prompt people to read our novels!
"Number three, liaise with all the web portals in Heavenly State, including Weibo, and open all channels to read our novels.
"Number four, hold a free of charge reading day to attract those readers that are used to reading free of charge books.
"Number five, hype things up and expose our Feng Yun website's remunerations for our authors on all the websites related to novels!
"Number six, liaise with the TV stations to interview our authors and create more exposure for the website!" 
Upon hearing Shiroishi Kazuma's suggestions, Ko Gohon's face glowed as he firmly smacked his thigh. "Understood. I'll get these done right away!"
…
In the next few days, advertisements about Feng Yun website suddenly emerged everywhere. Advertisements for Feng Yun website were all over all the various websites in Heavenly State.
"Feng Yun website is the largest local reading base, free of charge reading and downloading of the novels. No pop-up ads, simple and clean webpage. Come to Feng Yun website to find good novels!"—Haoche Website. 
"Feng Yun website is an online novel website with no pop-up ads, providing the latest and best novels for all novel lovers. Come to Feng Yun website to read novels!"—Dream Paris.
"Feng Yun website provides you with various literature works with no advertisements to spoil your reading experience. It's a website which creates an elegant environment to read novels for all friends who are literature lovers, and the content includes various popular novels."—Guodian Online. 
…
On smartphones.
Countless people throughout Heavenly State had received messages about Feng Yun website's novels.
"We welcome you to the free of charge reading column, Feng Yun website provides all kinds of awesome and exciting novels." 
"[Urban] Personal Show: My Best Grade Missy."
"[Military Affairs] Special Operation of the Falcons: Special Force Number One." 
"[History] Great Waves Again in the Court: Big Fatuous Ruler."
"[Urban] Exceedingly Beautiful Superior: Pretty Tenant."
"[Fantasy] Wuzun Sword Slashes The Vault Of Heaven: Wudao Vault of Heaven."
Countless curious readers clicked on the advertisements, and after taking a few glances, they were satisfied with what they saw. "Mm, these book recommendations are not bad. It's quite good to kill time. This Feng Yun website is quite brilliant!"
Of course, there were those unimpressed as well. "Tsk, such a tacky way of promoting books. Now that there is the smartphone reading app produced by Young Master Hong Dali, who would still want to read these. Zhong Dian website is the king!"
…
On Xinhai Weibo—
Drunk and leaning on the fence of the pavilion, Meng Ziying Weibo Talent: "Feng Yun website's novel 'Yifan's trouble' is very well written. I like how Yifan bullies Shaowan, serves him right for bullying Xiaochao… Mm, amusing as usual, this work is quite good." 
Douban Doujiao Doubao Weibo Talent: "Feng Yun website's novels are quite good. I read novels there the whole day today. The books are not bad! Worth taking a look at them, I strongly recommend!
@Tangdou-like unlucky person: Feng Yun website is not bad, quickly gather and take a look @Dark Building Lonely Spirit 
@Dark Night Vigilante 
@Zuiyu Changwan_Shifu Calls Me Xiaowan @Muying Huange_Little Angel Of The Wolf Master 
@Fleeting Time At Finger Tips."
"Feng Yun website rises strongly, regarding the rise of online literature."—Soulang.
"Earth-shaking big scheme, about the counterattack of Feng Yun website."—Easy Net.
"Small online novel, big wealth! Feng Yun website's powerful rise!"—Dongfang Wealth.
"Read novels, go to Feng Yun website. Write novels, still go to Feng Yun website."—Tianjing's Plaza.
…
In the various readers' group chats.
"These two days, there are so many free books to read on Feng Yun website. I've discovered a few good ones."
"Really, then I'll go and take a look too."
"Of course it's true, it writes that the books are free of charge for a limited period of time!"
"Not bad, not bad. This website is doing pretty well!"
…
On the largest local online novel forum.
"Overwhelming amount of subscriptions! Feng Yun website with all kinds of awesomeness!"
"Zhong Dian or Feng Yun? A newbie feels that Feng Yun is still better!"
"Please help, a newcomer wanting to know whether it's better to go to Feng Yun or Zhong Dian? I personally feel that Feng Yun is better, I can earn quick money."
"Zhong Dian wants to defeat Feng Yun just by relying on a smartphone app, does Feng Yun know about this?"
…
At the TV station.
"Hello, hello, as a Great God-level author on Feng Yun website, may I know how much can your monthly earnings reach?"
"Earnings, this… Around 20 to 30 thousand per month is still fine."
"So much? Then you must be one of those people with the highest earnings on Feng Yun website, right?"
"No! How is it possible that my earnings are so high. My fingers are not nimble, so I type considerably slower. We have people who can type fast and are able to write 10 to 20 thousand words per day, and their remuneration is at least 50 thousand and above per month. There are even people earning 100 thousand!"
"So much?!"
"Yes, Feng Yun website's perks are very good."
…
In Tianjing City, the tallest television tower, in the top floor revolving restaurant.
"Young Master, Chief, the latest totaled reports of Feng Yun website are out!" The bodyguard was shivering with fear as he looked at Shiroishi Kazuma whose back was facing him and was standing in front of the window with his hands placed at his back. This time, he really saluted him. "According to the latest reports, currently, the site traffic of the website has already increased to 2.4 million and above for daily independent IPs. These two days, large batches of newcomers have started writing new books, and the number of updated books in three days have already reached 3,600 books!" 
"So fast!" Ko Gohon exclaimed, "Uncle Kazuma, your idea is really useful!"
"So-so." Shiroishi Kazuma's voice was very calm. "How many daily updated books does Zhong Dian website have now?"
"Chief," The bodyguard's expression and voice were filled with respect. "At the moment, there are approximately 4,500 newly updated books daily."
"Mm, we still lack 900 books." Shiroishi Kazuma said with satisfaction, "It's still within our control. If things continue progressing this way, probably in no time, we will be able to overtake Zhong Dian website. After all, the authors are after all the benefits and perks. As long as there is enough advertising, and the money is sufficient, it's not difficult to attract authors over."
Ko Gohon fully looked up to Shiroishi Kazuma now, as he anxiously asked, "Uncle Kazuma, then, do we continue like this? Why don't I get more ghostwriters to write more books? It's fine as long as it can surpass Hong Dali. I don't plan to earn much money from it."
Upon hearing Ko Gohon's words, Shiroishi Kazuma shook his head and slowly said, "No, if Hong Dali can earn money, why can't we?"
"Ah?" Ko Gohon said in surprise, "Uncle Kazuma, you're planning to… seriously run this Feng Yun website?"
"Yes." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded, yet he didn't continue talking about the novel website but instead looked out of the window, saying, "Young Master Gohon, look at the night view of Tianjing City. How beautiful is it? It's not lacking compared to Tokyo in our Jaban Empire, isn't it?" 
It was night right now. The night view of Tianjing City was extremely beautiful. Neon lights were flashing, and it was especially comfortable to stand from high up and look down, coupled with the gentle night breeze.
"It's very pretty." Ko Gohon agreed. "I haven't really noticed it previously."
"Yes, we haven't noticed it previously." Shiroishi Kazuma's voice was very calm, as he slowly stated, "It's the same for our Toyoda Conglomerate. As the top 16 in the world, the funds of our Toyoda Conglomerate are ample. You normally don't care about this, so you won't care about how much money you spend. You just feel that all the money is there for you to take it."
"I understand, Uncle Kazuma." Upon hearing this, Ko Gohon instantly understood what Shiroishi Kazuma meant.
Actually, he wasn't a stupid person. It was just that in the midst of fighting with Hong Dali, he had always been at the losing end, thus his conflicted mind.
Toyoda Conglomerate was indeed very rich. Just like the night view of Tianjing City, though it was pretty, one wouldn't notice it after looking at it for many times. But no matter how rich it was, after all, it had been built up bit by bit, and it didn't just drop down from the sky.
In that case, as long as they properly operated this Feng Yun website, then they could earn money. So why don't they do it properly and well?
"Uncle Kazuma, what should we do next?" Ko Gohon asked.
"Now since the popularity has already been increased, then next, we'll take in all the good ones and eliminate the bad ones." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "Eliminate all those poor-quality books and get them to finish writing them as soon as possible. Secure those good-quality books and do your best in nurturing their authors. At the same time, slightly change the welfare benefits policy and slowly convert the severance method to giving out dividends. After the novel website has entered a stable phase of operation, it would then be a virtuous cycle." 
"Uncle Kazuma, you are brilliant!" Ko Gohon was elated. "Then, after the website has entered a virtuous cycle, we can earn quite a lot of money, right?"
"Yes." Shiroishi Kazuma smiled. "Don't belittle online novel websites. All the profits from the adaptations of films, online games, merchandises and so on are actually huge. I truly admire Hong Dali. The things started up by this lad truly have very big prospects!" 
"After hearing what Uncle Kazuma just said, I realized that this Hong Dali is very brilliant!" Now, Ko Gohon finally had to admit that Hong Dali was indeed brilliant. "I haven't thought about all this!"
Speaking up to this point, Ko Gohon recalled his bet with Hong Dali. "But Uncle Kazuma, my bet with Hong Dali…"
"Hehe, there's no hurry on that." Shiroishi Kazuma wasn't worried at all about the bet and insipidly said, "Since I've come, of course I have a way to help you win. Wait for a few more days, let's see first whether Hong Dali's side makes any moves."
Shiroishi Kazuma assured Ko Gohon, then instructed him, "Remember, leave your trump card for the last. Don't take them all out at once. Or else, what will you have left to fight him by then?"
"I understand!" This time, Ko Gohon was really convinced. "Thank you for your advice, Uncle Kazuma."


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


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


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

Upon turning on her hacker software, Gu Nianzhi habitually hid her IP address first, then proceeded to use someone else's IP to return to the author's main page. She checked out the situation and realized that the author was online!
Looking at her watch, it was about seven-ish o'clock in the evening. The novel had been posted about an hour ago, at six o'clock. Now, the author was online again at seven odd o'clock. Was this author trying to refresh their novel, or was the author trying to have a chat session with their fans?
Without hesitating, Gu Nianzhi sent the author a direct message as bait to lure the author into talking to her. The author saw her message almost instantaneously.
Gu Nianzhi's direct message from the hacker software masked her identity and made her look like support staff from Weibo, saying that there was an issue with their account and requesting them to confirm their identity.
This was the easiest hacking method. Gu Nianzhi intended to give this a try first. If the person did not bite the bait within five minutes, she would use another method.
However, Gu Nianzhi only had to wait three minutes for the person's account and password details to appear in her hacker mailbox. With the information on hand, Gu Nianzhi logged into the author's account and downloaded all the contents from their account.
She downloaded everything including their direct messages with others from the account, the author's login IP, and login address. Then, she deleted the message that she had sent before she clearing out all traces of her having logged in and logged out of the account. Then, she changed the website of her sending website, making it so that the author could never find the website where they had keyed in their credentials.
After she had settled everything, Gu Nianzhi quickly looked through all the data in front of her. Then, she downloaded it to analyze. She realized almost immediately that this person had close contact with the owner of another Weibo account.
To put it simply, someone had contacted this author a couple of days before and given them a huge sum of money to write a novel. The outline and names of the characters had all been decided upon by this person, and this person had even planned ways to promote the novel.
The mastermind was also putting a lot of effort into pretending that this novel was becoming popular on its own. Because they wanted this novel to look like it had gotten popular on its own, they had prepared a grand plan to execute. They intended to let this novel become popular after two to three days. That was why the novel had not been promoted yet. The situation was still within their control.
Gu Nianzhi breathed a sigh of relief. However, almost immediately after, she realized that right before this incident, the account of this author had only three fans! Therefore, the 90 odd fans that this author had on their Weibo account were bots from internet marketers. But only authors of some quality would have been able to write something like this, wouldn't they?
This author was desperate to become famous and rich at the same time. Those who were slightly popular and treasured their own work would never accept bribes to do such dirty tricks as this. They had to know that writing novels to tarnish one's reputation was illegal in the Hua Xia Empire.
Gu Nianzhi continued to look at the private messages exchanged between these two accounts.
The person had confidently assured the author that this would not sabotage the author in any way. They said that the author had "someone behind them" to support them. Then, the person reassured the author again that the author would never meet with any legal repercussions.
Seeing words like "legal repercussions," Gu Nianzhi tapped her slender fingers on her desk. She wolf-whistled, not able to contain her emotions.
This person knew what legal repercussions were?
They had a professional behind them?
Gu Nianzhi felt energetic all of a sudden, not at all tired anymore. She felt her fighting spirit surging through her.
The author's true identity was quickly revealed to Gu Nianzhi. He was a mere amateur online author who had all of his mind focused on becoming famous. He had just turned into a full-time online author and was working from home. He wanted to write a novel so good that it could make him famous overnight…
He was not exactly special.
The more important issue now was to look for the owner of the account that the author had been conversing with. Gu Nianzhi traced the account and found the person's Weibo account.
She managed to discover that this person owned an account in a large-scale private limited company that dealt specially with personal relations! He was the one who had sent a private message to the author and gotten him into this, writing untrue facts to tarnish Gu Nianzhi's reputation and give Huo Shaoheng a warning along the way.
This company was only too familiar to Gu Nianzhi.
When she'd been investigating the affair between Gu Yanran and Tan Dongbang, she had investigated this entertainment company. It belonged to the Cai family and was managed by Cai Songyin personally.
Haha, this was made for a news story!
However, could the mastermind be found so easily?
After saving all the information she had uncovered, Gu Nianzhi still felt that something was amiss. If Cai Songyin was really the one who had ordered someone to do this, why would she be so ruthless? Hadn't she already given in so many times for the sake of Tan Guiren? Didn't she want to be on good terms with the Huos?
If this novel spread, Gu Nianzhi would not be the only one whose reputation was tarnished. The person who would receive the most negativity would be Huo Shaoheng.
Think about it... A highly ranked major general who was still climbing up his career ladder and had an amazing future ahead of him could be completely tarnished by a short novel of fewer than 3,000 words…
Under such circumstances, even if Huo Shaoheng was greedy for power and authority, he would never get together with Tan Guiren. Therefore, if Cai Songyin was the mastermind behind this, Gu Nianzhi could only draw two conclusions.
First, Cai Songyin was reluctant to let Huo Shaoheng be with Tan Guiren. Therefore, she was going all out to destroy Huo Shaoheng's future. That way, Tan Guiren would never get to be with Huo Shaoheng, no matter how much she wanted it.
Second, Cai Songyin felt that she could manage to control the media to such an extent. Did she believe that she could tarnish Huo Shaoheng's reputation in one minute, then force his reputation back to being positive in the next?
Gu Nianzhi shook her head. Cai Songyin had successfully used the media to make Tan Dongbang become the Prime Minister. Her knowledge of the media was simply not that shallow.
What the media could control was the views of netizens. What would that be? If she used an old saying to describe this, she would say that the views of netizens were like water. Water was able to make a boat sail or sink. If a single mistake was made, the boat that had seemed so safe and friendly could capsize immediately, drowning the people who had dared play around with the views of the netizens.
Therefore, even if she had become big-headed due to her ability to use the media to make Tan Dongbang the Prime Minister, she would never become so big-headed that it deteriorated her intelligence. As such, the second conclusion could not be related to Cai Songyin.
Gu Nianzhi pondered over this issue carefully and looked through the official account of the PR company for a bit. Suddenly, she realized that the account's private message mailbox seemed to be too clean. It was so clean that there were no traces of evidence in it at all.
This meant that when the account holder of this Weibo account sent a private message to the author, only the author saved the conversation. This account holder had deleted all the chat history on their end. They had not only deleted all the messages that were exchanged between them and the author, but they had also deleted all their work-related private messages.
Did they have to delete everything so thoroughly…
Gu Nianzhi's heart skipped a beat. She hacked into the control system of Weibo and searched for their back up data. This PR officer could only delete the data from his account, but the backup data of the messages were saved in the control system of Weibo.
After flipping through their records from the past 10 days, Gu Nianzhi found the records of the person deleting his data on Weibo…
"Such a good boy. You are really the PR of the entertainment company."
The number of private messages was really crazy! Gu Nianzhi looked through the messages quickly. After a short while, Gu Nianzhi's eyes were fixed on something as she realized that something else was amiss.
On the first day of the lunar new year, a secret account had contacted this PR officer. This secret account holder had instructed the PR officer to look for an author who was not very famous to write a short novel to tarnish the reputation of Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng as well.
This PR officer was reluctant at first, since the instructions he'd received were to get someone to focus on how shameless Gu Nianzhi was and to make Huo Shaoheng appear as someone who did not falter in any circumstance.
However, this secret account offered an amount that this PR officer could not refuse. This amount was large enough to buy the entire company he worked for.
It was 300 times his annual salary of about 30,000 dollars.
It was only due to such an amount being offered that this PR officer was willing to take the risk of going against Cai Songyin's orders and changing the novel's requirement to tarnishing Gu Nianzhi's reputation and secretly tarnishing Huo Shaoheng's reputation at the same time. The important point was that Huo Shaoheng would be so affected by this accusation that he would never be able to progress in his career ever again.
Gu Nianzhi continued investigating and looked at the secret account that had contacted this PR officer. However, when she followed the data from the backup data in the system, Gu Nianzhi realized that that the Weibo account had already been deleted!
With such a careful covering of tracks, it seemed like this person had really wanted to stir up some nonsense…
Gu Nianzhi was, however, getting more excited. She had always been someone who liked to face her challenges with equal vigor. She was also strong on her own. The tougher the issue was, the more Gu Nianzhi wanted to try to solve it. Of course, she could even hack into the internal site of the Federal Intelligence Agency of Germany all on her own, much less a website like Weibo with so many security loopholes!
Gu Nianzhi's fingers flew across her keyboard, keying in string after string of commands as she hacked into the customer service machine for Weibo.
The last time she had been unable to enter Weibo's customer service system had been because the account had been deleted. When a user deletes their account, it did not mean that they have truly deleted the account. The website would usually just shift the account from the usual security folder to a folder that was labeled "inactive."
The security measures in the "inactive" folder were way lower than those in the active one. Like last time, upon opening the software to decode the account ID and passwords, it only took Gu Nianzhi less than a second before she managed to find the user ID and password of the secret account.
Upon decoding the user ID and password, Gu Nianzhi entered an open area. Very soon, she managed to find all the information and conversation histories there. She quickly downloaded them all.
She used a time sequence as a guide, managing to find the data from the day when the secret account had contacted the owner of the author. In the records, there was also the login IP of that mystery person.
Gu Nianzhi looked at the IP details and the corners of her eyes twitched.
It was all too familiar. It was almost like Gu Nianzhi's old friend…
Wasn't that the useless IP that had appeared during the affair between Gu Yanran and Tan Dongbang? Seeing this useless IP, Gu Nianzhi heaved a long sigh, like she had been expecting this, but at the same time, she felt like she had not.
She felt as though the long sword of Damocles finally had the potential to fall. After beating around the bushes so many times, she had returned to square one again.
"There was a nice path in heaven for you, but you prefer going to a hell that has no door..."


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

Five minutes later, Wang Hou showed up outside Jiang He's front door.
"My mistake!"
Jiang He scowled and was left speechless. "I wanted to give Old Wang a surprise… what am I supposed to give him when the cultivation manual isn't even ripe?"
Even as he complained inwardly, he was actually smiling as he greeted the other man with a smile. "You're finally here, Minister Wang. Quick, come in."
Wang Hou followed Jiang He into his mansion with a neutral expression.
As they took their seats, Boa Hancock brewed a pot of Old Tea of Enlightenment and served a plate of mutated grapes. After having a sip of tea, Wang Hou could not help asking, "Was what you said over the phone true, Jiang He?"
Jiang He smiled and nodded while he ate a grapefruit.
Wang Hou's expression finally changed then—looking as if he had seen a ghost, he said in confusion, "You're not really accomplished in martial arts, but you actually created a martial cultivation system…"
Pausing for a moment, he then asked, "So, what level does your martial cultivation system reach?"
Though he mainly cultivated immortal arts, Jiang He had cultivated martial arts himself. It made sense that he could develop a martial cultivation system that could match divine-tier… not!
Wang Hou promptly perished the thought.
Jiang He made it clear over the phone: he had developed a new martial cultivation system…
One should know that the current martial cultivation system had been perfected by two thousand years' worth of trial and error, by Wang Hou's preceding martial artists and martial prodigies. Even so, the tiering in martial arts became extremely shaky after reaching Zero-Void, with no specific cultivation technique recorded.
On the other hand, Jiang He had managed to create a brand-new martial cultivation system in just a few days?
Nonsense!
Jiang He, however, clearly was not bothered.
He continued eating the mutated grapes and savored the sweetness on his taste buds before retorting, "My ears are burning, Minister Wang… What do you mean I'm not accomplished in martial arts?"
"I cultivated up to Void-tier in just a month. If I didn't decide to change to immortal arts out of preference, my martial arts cultivation would definitely be above yours!"
Wang Hou was dumbstruck.
He would be snorting and laughing if anyone else had said that… but he didn't doubt it at all when Jiang He said it.
Jiang He then continued, "Moreover, I am quite accomplished in martial arts… but what does individual cultivation have to do with creating a cultivation system? I remembered that I had no immortal arts manuals or had any grasp of its cultivation when I started on that field either, and therefore created a manual for myself… even so, I still reached Heavenly Immortal."
Wang Hou actually had no comeback against that simple example.
He could not help thinking… could Jiang He really have founded a brand-new martial cultivation system?
Nonetheless, that was when Jiang He's tone changed and he sighed. "That said, developing a martial cultivation system is really difficult. I had to look through many information online and read through many wuxia and xianxia novels to barely create this Martial Scripture."
"Martial Scripture?"
"Oh… I forgot to tell you—I named the martial cultivation system I created Martial Scripture."
"Hold on…"
Wang Hou's eyes bulged and he cried out involuntarily, "You're saying that you based your martial cultivation system… on stuff found online, as well as wuxia and xianxia novels?"
Jiang He nodded.
Wang Hou facepalmed, speechless and chuckling bitterly.
"What?"
Able to tell what Wang Hou was thinking, Jiang He promptly lifted a brow and said seriously, "Minister Wang, are you belittling online data or the inspiration those novel authors have?"
"The cultivation methods in the novels are all made up, and the writers are 99.9 percent normal people who know nothing about martial arts. And you based your martial cultivation system on their novels?"
Wang Hou felt like he was falling apart!
You are already a Grand Luo, Jiang He… how could you not have some common sense?!
"You mainly cultivate immortal arts, and you should know that the cultivation techniques in xianxia novels are all made up. Could you cultivate anything based on those?"
Jiang He thought about it and seriously said, "I can!"
Wang Hou was rendered speechless.
Are you messing with me here?
Still, before he could say a thing, Jiang He said, "Minister Wang, you should know that I'm different from you chosen ones. You people would either have family legacies, a mentor, or some lucky relic find when you start cultivating, while I…"
"I have nothing from the very start. All I could do to train in martial arts is create my own cultivation manuals."
"Even so…"
"How could a normal person who knows nothing about martial arts create cultivation manuals?"
"By reading novels!"
"Reading all kinds of novels was the only path for me to create a cultivation system… I occasionally got my stuff online as well, and stuff like the Indestructible Diamond, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yang Techniques, and Dragon-Elephant Prajna are all developed based on wuxia novels. Even the immortal arts I cultivated later on is based on Lü Dongbin's poem anthology circulating online," Jiang He explained calmly.
On the other hand, Wang Hou's face stiffened.
This is absolutely illogical!
Creating martial arts manuals based on wuxia novels?
Creating immortal arts based on poems?
After spacing out for a long while, Wang Hou regained his senses. More or less accepting Jiang He's explanation and forcing a smile, he said, "This is unbelievable!"
"Well, it is creating cultivation manuals—you need inspiration and imagination."
Jiang He said humbly, "I am limited in both those things, but since the novel authors never lack imagination and the cultivation system in novels are endless, I would create a handful of cultivation systems when I have the time later!"
Unwilling to continue on that subject, Wang Hou's tone changed as he asked, "By the way, could you talk about the martial cultivation system you created?"
"That's what I plan to do."
Jaing He smiled. "I actually have many questions for you since I'm not that learned in martial arts, Minister Wang. I basically made up… I mean, theorized the latter half part, and I wonder if it would work."
"Made up?" 
"What? No. How could I make anything up since creating cultivation manuals is such a serious business?'
Jiang He cut to the point, saying, "Minister Wang, Martial Scripture divides the martial cultivation system into fourteen tiers… I am a hundred percent confident on the first half, which consists of the Postnatal-tier, Congenital-tier, Blank-tier, Tempest-tier, Yin-Yang-tier, and Deva-tier. I need your help with the latter half, however…"
"For example, I named the twelfth-tier Grotto-Heaven-tier. At that level, martial artists could create their own grotto-heaven and used its power to strengthen their physique and Martial Yuan Spirit, even wield it in battle… even if the user is killed, they could blow the grotto-heaven up too."
"For Grotto-Heaven tier, my idea is that it would be equal to Golden Immortals. Sure, their movesets would not be as numerous as Golden Immortals', but their combat strength would be stronger than Golden Immortals'… and it is around your current level."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Wang Hou, asking, "Have you opened a grotto-heaven yet, Minister Wang?"
Wang Hou, left utterly confused, asked in shock, "What are you talking about?"
Huh!
Jiang He chuckled bitterly. "I almost forgot that my martial cultivation is a brand-new system and different from the path you took… why don't we eat first, and I'll cultivate the new martial cultivation system with you later for further examination."


Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 

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