Wang Yang never stopped pursuing his dream of becoming a director and making movies that could amaze the world. However, the fate seemed to play a malicious joke on him. He got wrongly accused and expelled from USC. Fortunately, when God closed a door to Wang Yang, he opened a window for him. After a baby stroller hit him on the street, he began to be able to watch the movies from the future in his head! 
Since then, the year of 1988 was destined to be an extraordinary year. Besides the miracle written by “Titanic”, one of the most legendary directors in the 21st century was rising quietly… 

This is simply a ridiculous world of falsehood!
 
From "The Pacific" to "Buried" and then to "Like Crazy", the pay is actually lower than one after another, looking like a dead actor whose career has reached a dead end. "Buried" 100,000 film pay is already low enough, the third-line actors are almost this price, even many TV actors are paid more than this figure, but now, actually drop again and again, 20,000? Is this not a beggar's fee? It sounds like the price that the fresh meat of the modeling circle gets.
 
What's more, Renly is now an Emmy winner! Emmy Awards! Emmy Awards, one of the four major American art awards! Twenty thousand dollars? What the hell is that?
 
And the bonus? That's just bullshit!
 
From just a few words, we can tell that "Like Crazy" did not find a production company at all, just to get the investment, just like "Buried", what does this mean? It means that the director and producer have no say in the matter, how much they can share, the profit ratio and distribution companies, theaters, and even whether they can find the right buyer, all of this is pending, the future must be decided by the other party. "Buried" box office share ratio is the focus of the film industry to shoot the board.
 
Even if the production company and distribution company agree to the box office share, how much can Renly share?
 
The wave of Hollywood actors participating in box office dividends began to emerge after the new century, and although there were such cases before that, they had not been in the mainstream, and the mainstream cooperation between production companies and actors was still payroll.
 
Before that, the $20 million club represented the highest level in the industry; however, "Pirates of the Caribbean 2" brought Johnny Depp a basic salary of $33 million plus North American box office dividends, which immediately shocked the entire industry, and the subsequent "Pirates of the Caribbean 3" was only more and less, which made Disney jump.
 
Later, when shooting "Pirates of the Caribbean 4", Disney made a bang to create a historical record of fifty-five million dollars, signed Johnny to continue to star. In fact, this figure, is Disney's own internal estimates, after calculating the basic salary and box office dividends overlapping figures to give the results, a breath to pay Johnny's salary, so that the film box office success beyond expectations, then the proceeds will all enter the pockets of Disney.
 
After that, the $20 million club still exists, but in name only, the actors will not overly pursue the base salary, but more willing to participate in the creation of the film in the form of dividends. This is also a good thing for the studios, because they can save budget and let the actors to share part of the box office risk to earn together with the money, the loss together, so the major studios are happy to see it.
 
In other words, the willingness of the movie companies to share the box office dividends is to share the risk, not to share the benefits. Naturally, only the top actors with box office appeal can participate in the list of dividends, while other actors directly stand aside.
 
Although Langley just won the Emmy Award, but in the star-studded Hollywood, not at all ranked, just two works of accumulation is not enough to let Langley among the ranks of second-line actors, now at most can only be considered third-line. Even if Renly can participate in the dividend, one percent is the limit, the studio will not easily loose.
 
The biggest possibility is that even this one percent, the studio is not willing to pay. It's just not possible to snatch chicken from the weasel's hand.
 
Of course, Andy will not forget that there is another situation if "Like Crazy" by independent production companies, independent distribution companies to take over the words.
 
Then, this type of small budget independent films because of the relationship between the budget is not enough, often also to the box office share of the way, invited to the first line or second line actors to star. For the actors, they can hope to test the waters in the awards season; for the crew, they can save money, which is a win-win situation.
 
The most famous case is the 1994 "Pulp Fiction", when John Travolta career in the trough of the trough, simply a mess, but after the peak, even if he is no longer a line, but also not just an independent film can be invited to the star.
 
Quentin Tarantino is very passionate about old movies and has a fondness for John, so he was invited to star in "Pulp Fiction", but he was shy, and John's fee of about three million was only a second-tier level in the industry, not something Quentin could pay. So, Quentin negotiated a basic fee of $170,000, and then invited John to star in the situation with a share of the box office.
 
John thought, anyway, his career can not be worse, why not do it?
 
Thus, the classic "Pulp Fiction" was born. The point is that John's career has been revived, and he even got an Oscar nomination.
 
But the problem is, "Pulp Fiction" only one, when the film's North American box office reached 107 million. What about "Like Crazy"? Not to mention 100 million, the North American box office of independent films want to break 30 million is not an easy task. This is true for "Buried" and this is true for "Like Crazy".
 
All in all, this is the most ridiculous situation, Andy only feel a chest tightness.
 
The actor's salary is not just a simple salary, first of all, the salary is the actor's recurring investment, the entire image of the project is not a few hundred thousand dollars can be completed, not to mention that Renly's "Buried" this year's awards season or some hope, the expenditure of public relations activities is not a small cost, if these investments are not made, then the future is no possibility.
 
Secondly, the pay is a direct reflection of the status of the actor in the industry, those top actors occasionally lower the pay for a friendly appearance or appear in independent films, it is called "pursuit", but the new actors have not achieved any results, the pay is deteriorating, which is called self-destructive.
 
The last is Andy's own share, which is also the most insignificant part, because the training of newcomers for Andy such a top agent, ten percent of the draw is not profitable, not only that, he has to pay back the money.
 
The first thing you can do is to look at the breezy Renly in front of you, and Andy truly wants to cry. He found that in just one month since accepting Renly's agency job, he had more ups and downs than in the past year combined, and took a deep breath and another deep breath, "Can you tell me why you want to be in this production? Give me a reason."
 
"Reason?" Renly didn't seem to understand Andy's point, he was an actor, Andy was an agent, the perspective of things would have been different.
 
Andy crossed his arms to support the arm of his chair, his body slightly forward, "For example, you think this work is even more challenging than "Buried" and has the potential to hit next year's Golden Globes, and even the Oscars?"
 
Renly laughed lightly straight away, "Ha." Sure enough, agents and actors have very different focuses.
 
Not all films need to be linked to awards and box office, such as the biggest injustice of the twenty-first century, "Mulholland Drive". This work can be described as controversial, people who like it as a saint, people who hate it abandoned, and later this work in the Oscars only harvested an unpleasant best director nomination, all other departments fell short, it is clear that only comfort David Lynch is just, triggered the strong dissatisfaction of countless fans.
 
Now this work has become the heart of countless critics and senior film fans, in those twenty-first century film list, "Mulholland Drive" can almost all occupy a seat in the top five, can be seen in its film history status. Despite this, the lead actress Naomi Watts still came out of nowhere with this work, ushering in a turning point in her career.
 
And so on, there are "Fight Club", "Donnie Darko", "Requiem for a Dream", and so on and so forth. These works may not have been able to achieve success at the box office or win any recognition in the major award seasons, but they do not affect their important place in the history of cinema, and they have become a highlight on the resume of the actor or director, laying an important foundation for the subsequent career.
 
Actors are concerned with the work itself, while agents are concerned with the results of the work. This is the essential difference.
 
However, Renly understood Andy's concern, so he still nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "This is the direction to work on."
 
Andy exhaled gently, "I need to go through the script after I get it." This time, Andy did not use a questioning tone, but expressed his opinion directly. Renly also did not mind, directly nodded, indicating no problem.
 
The cooperation between the agent and the actor is an equal relationship, even if it is a fledgling newcomer, it is the actor himself who signs the performance contract, and if the actor does not agree, the agent cannot force the newcomer to sign. Of course, the newcomer's eyesight, ability and experience are not enough, generally speaking, what the agent says, they do, even if some of the top artists who have been famous for a long time, will listen to the professional advice of the agent.
 
Like Renly and Andy, they also exist. It is just that both sides need to keep figuring out in order to cooperate towards a win-win situation, otherwise the final injury is still the actor's own agent less an actor, you can still find countless actors; actors can also change agents at any time, but miss the prime of career development, you do not see a second chance, not everyone like Robert Downey Jr. and John Travolta can get a second chance.
 
"So, what exactly is it that you came over to see me about?" Renly looked at the alarm clock on the wall and took the initiative to ask to.
 
Andy then reacted, because the impact of "Like Crazy" is really too sudden and too fierce, so that he actually also forgot where he came to, at this time Renly reminded some, the brain then turned around, "I came to see you, but also about your next project, I found two suitable I found two suitable projects, if you are interested, I can arrange for you to participate in a one-on-one private interview to see how the feedback, and then do further discussion."
 
Obviously, the two days of Telluride, Andy did not idle.

After getting the final relief from his past sufferings, Chu Jiashu was given a second chance when he found himself in the body of an infant from an aristocratic family of Hall. Now, nothing is going to stop him from achieving his long-cherished dream of acting. Enter Renly Hall, a Hollywood miracle of 21st century.


Note from the translator - from me, that is.
   
"Honestly, I get frustrated too much when I look at countless subpar novels being translated day after day. So much human resources wasted. I kinda get what Qidian International is doing, but it is just, I can't bear the notion of having so many wonderful novels that belong to the Chinese platform to be left in the dust. English-speaking community should know of the existence of such brilliant works, and more so, they should enjoy them. The novel is by a Chinese dude "Qiqi Jia D Mao Mao", whatever that might mean, who wrote several showbiz novels (he is probably the best at what he is doing). It is not my work, I'm just a dude who, with the help of two free machine translators (DeepL and good ol' Google), can show you a hidden gem. Wait, you said machine translators? Sadly, yes. I can't speak Chinese at all, but fortunately, this novel is structured in a machine-translation-friendly way, like really so. Most of the time context is saved. I'm just polishing the edges with my superb (not really) editing skills, so you all chaps have a splendid experience with this good staff indeed. Actually, you can go and read machine translation or just wait for my updates. Up to you dudes and dudies. And then I go away...blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb....."

P.S.
"I am a knife for a hire. So the managers of the site can employ me for this novel, but please don't remove it. Oh, please, I'm begging you on my knees. You guys won't even think of translating this novel, and here I am "translating" it for free,.... well for the time being, that is mwahahaha!"

P.S. for P.S.
This novel does not contain the following:
Harem, definitely not NTR, stupid characters, NTR again (God, I hate NTR (secretly beating the meat for a one in hentai))

But this novel contains:
Great storyline, relatable characters, realistic situations, very fun moments as well as tear jerking ones (so much so, you will find your throat hella sore from crying all the time), surprise after surprise for the decisions that author went with.

You will have a good time indeed
WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!

Lu Chuanfeng looked at chairman Li in confusion. He did not understand the meaning behind his words, but he had an ominous feeling when he saw Lu Chuanfeng's darkened face.
"My company has never dabbled in online literature. This is something that everyone knows. I wonder what Chairman Li means by asking this question? "
Chairman Li did not waste his breath. He turned the laptop in front of him to Lu Chuanfeng and said, "Look at it for yourself."
Lu Chuanfeng looked at the laptop in front of him in confusion. He only read the first sentence and realized that something was wrong.
After reading two paragraphs, he realized that the proposal in the document was actually a vulgar novel. The content was disgusting.
Lu Chuanfeng looked at Chairman Li awkwardly. Then, he turned to Hu Cong and asked sternly, "What's going on?"
Hu Cong did not know what had happened. He hurriedly moved the laptop over and looked at the contents of the document.
He was shocked when he saw it.
The collaboration proposal had actually become pulp fiction?
Hu Cong looked at the boss with a dumbfounded look and hurriedly explained, "I checked before we left. This is not the same content."
Lu Chuanfeng took into account that Chairman Li and Fu Tingyu were present. He held back his anger and looked at the person-in-charge of Li Shang.
"I'm sorry. This was my mistake. I apologize for this embarrassment. I'll go back first."
Lu Chuanfeng turned around and left after saying that so as not to embarrass himself.
Hu Cong was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He picked up the laptop and hurriedly followed.
After the farce that had just happened, the private room quieted down.
Fu Tingyu looked at Chairman Li and said, "There was a traffic jam on the road just now, so I was a little late. Sorry to have kept you waiting."
Traffic jams were common in this section of the road between Jiangcheng and Linshi.
Chairman Li smiled lightly and said, "Let's talk about cooperation."
Fu Tingyu replied, "Sure."
Shi Yan walked forward, and opened the laptop in his hands, ready to show Chairman Li their proposal.
Fu Tingyu explained the details in the proposal at the same time.
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In the hallway-
"Explain to me. What the hell happened and why did the proposal become that piece of crap?"
Lu Chuanfeng could not help but roar after leaving the room.
"That was so embarrassing."
"Boss, I don't know either. I checked the document before we left and there were no issues with it." Hu Cong could not explain what had happened clearly either. How did the proposal turn into pulp fiction?
Lu Chuanfeng was even more furious when he heard that. "You don't know? How did you become an assistant? What did I pay you for?"
They were in public in a coffee shop. So Lu Chuanfeng forced himself to control his emotions after he growled softly at his assistant.
The coffee shop was quiet. Even though they were a little far away, they could still hear the men's angry growls.
Qin Shu looked up to the second floor and saw two men standing there. One of them had been in a magazine, so she knew who he was.
He was the CEO of Lu Corporation, Lu Chuanfeng. He was also one of Fu Tingyu's competitors.
Lu Chuanfeng was one of Fu Tingyu's competitors for the cooperation with Li Shang. Lu Chuanfeng was a rather strong competitor.
Qin Shu knew better than anyone why he was so angry.
If she was not wrong, he had been involved in the car accident in her previous life.
Lu Chuanfeng walked down from the second floor with a dark expression.
Hu Cong followed behind him sullenly, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Qin Shu saw that Lu Chuanfeng had already come downstairs. She thought for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the stairs.
When she brushed past Hu Cong, Qin Shu sped up and accidentally bumped into him.
"I'm sorry.


“Are you still going to run away?”
“No, not anymore.”
He loved her to the point of paranoia, a compulsion that penetrated his bones and was impossible to cure.
“Babe, you can only smile at me.”
“Babe, I’ll get you everything you like.”
After getting revived, Qin Shu’s eyes were as bright as snow and she had high intelligence. She held on to her handsome and rich husband, refusing to let go, devoting herself to protecting and pampering him. She worked hard to become stronger so that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Before her revival, Qin Shu believed the words of her younger sister. She hated him, blamed him, and devised a thousand ways to run away from him.
Yet, he loved her deeply, pampered her with all his heart, and allowed her to behave atrociously.

World War II, and Japan's defeat, deeply influenced Japanese literature. Many authors wrote stories of disaffection, loss of purpose, and the coping with defeat. Haruo Umezaki's short story Sakurajima shows a disillusioned and skeptical Navy officer stationed in a base located on the Sakurajima volcanic island, close to Kagoshima, on the southern tip of the Kyushu island. Osamu Dazai's novel The Setting Suntells of a soldier returning from Manchukuo. Shōhei Ōoka won the Yomiuri Prize for his novel Fires on the Plain about a Japanese deserter going mad in the Philippine jungle. Yukio Mishima, well known for both his nihilistic writing and his controversial suicide by seppuku, began writing in the post-war period. Nobuo Kojima's short story "The American School" portrays a group of Japanese teachers of English who, in the immediate aftermath of the war, deal with the American occupation in varying ways.

Prominent writers of the 1970s and 1980s were identified with intellectual and moral issues in their attempts to raise social and political consciousness. One of them, Kenzaburō Ōe published his best-known work, A Personal Matterin 1964 and became Japan's second winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Mitsuharu Inoue (ja) had long been concerned with the atomic bomb and continued in the 1980s to write on problems of the nuclear age, while Shusaku Endo depicted the religious dilemma of the Kakure Kirishitan, Roman Catholics in feudal Japan, as a springboard to address spiritual problems. Yasushi Inoue also turned to the past in masterful historical novels of Inner Asia and ancient Japan, in order to portray present human fate.

Avant-garde writers, such as Kōbō Abe, who wrote fantastic novels such as The Woman in the Dunes (1960), wanted to express the Japanese experience in modern terms without using either international styles or traditional conventions, developed new inner visions. Yoshikichi Furui tellingly related the lives of alienated urban dwellers coping with the minutiae of daily life, while the psychodramas within such daily life crises have been explored by a rising number of important women novelists. The 1988 Naoki Prize went to Shizuko Todo (ja) for Ripening Summer, a story capturing the complex psychology of modern women. Other award-winning stories at the end of the decade dealt with current issues of the elderly in hospitals, the recent past (Pure- Hearted Shopping District in Kōenji, Tokyo), and the life of a Meiji period ukiyo-e artist.

Haruki Murakami is one of the most popular and controversial of today's Japanese authors. His genre-defying, humorous and surreal works have sparked fierce debates in Japan over whether they are true "literature" or simple pop-fiction: Kenzaburō Ōe has been one of his harshest critics. Some of Murakami's best-known works include Norwegian Wood (1987) and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (1994–1995).

Banana Yoshimoto, a best-selling contemporary author whose "manga-esque" style of writing sparked much controversy when she debuted in the late 1980s, has come to be recognized as a unique and talented author over the intervening years. Her writing style stresses dialogue over description, resembling the script of a manga, and her works focus on love, friendship and loss. Her breakout work was 1988's Kitchen.

Although modern Japanese writers covered a wide variety of subjects, one particularly Japanese approach stressed their subjects' inner lives, widening the earlier novel's preoccupation with the narrator's consciousness. In Japanese fiction, plot development and action have often been of secondary interest to emotional issues. In keeping with the general trend toward reaffirming national characteristics, many old themes re-emerged, and some authors turned consciously to the past. Strikingly, Buddhist attitudes about the importance of knowing oneself and the poignant impermanence of things formed an undercurrent to sharp social criticism of this material age. There was a growing emphasis on women's roles, the Japanese persona in the modern world, and the malaise of common people lost in the complexities of urban culture.

Popular fiction, non-fiction, and children's literature all flourished in urban Japan in the 1980s. Many popular works fell between "pure literature" and pulp novels, including all sorts of historical serials, information-packed docudramas, science fiction, mysteries, detective fiction, business stories, war journals, and animal stories. Non-fiction covered everything from crime to politics. Although factual journalism predominated, many of these works were interpretive, reflecting a high degree of individualism. Children's works re-emerged in the 1950s, and the newer entrants into this field, many of them younger women, brought new vitality to it in the 1980s.

Manga (comics) has penetrated almost every sector of the popular market. It includes virtually every field of human interest, such as multivolume high-school histories of Japan and, for the adult market, a manga introduction to economics, and pornography. Manga represented between 20 and 30 percent of annual publications at the end of the 1980s, in sales of some ¥400 billion per year.

Cell phone novels appeared in the early 21st century. Written by and for cell phone users, the novels—typically romances read by young women—have become very popular both online and in print. Some, such as Love Sky, have sold millions of print copies, and at the end of 2007 cell phone novels comprised four of the top five fiction best sellers.

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

Zhang Tie had Hong Yukun fetch Xu Gang so that they could have a drink and free chat in the pavilion together. When they almost finished those flagons of wine, the night gradually fell. However, it was still snowing. 
"Director, the guards would change shifts. I got to take a look outside..." Xu Gang stood up with a slight blush as he cleaned his mouth, asking to leave here, "As you've just delivered some good wine to them, those assh*les didn't drink it when they were on duty; after hearing the news, I'm afraid they couldn't wait anymore. Let me take a look over there. I will distribute the wine to them when they are off duty. Without director's gift, those b*stards could never enjoy such a good wine for the rest of their lives. Those wine bibbers in the camp had already changed their eye colors when they smelled the wine; I have to go there to prevent them from stealing it..."
"Well, you can leave!" Zhang Tie said as he waved his hand with blurry eyes. After that, he ordered Hong Yukun on his side, "Official Hong, spare a jar of wine for General Xu so that he could bring it back home!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Thanks for your gift, director..." Xu Gang said as he revealed a smile. After giving a salute to Zhang Tie, Xu Gang left the pavilion.
"Director, do we need some more food?" Hong Yukun asked in a low voice.
"No need. You could leave too. After taking a short rest upstairs, I will go back home too. I'm afraid that I will not come here tomorrow. Oh, prepare one more jar of Jade Spirit Pulp for me. Hang it on my flying lizard. I will take it back home..."
"Yes, sir. Do you have any other order, director?"
Zhang Tie waved his hand silently as he stood up and went upstairs.
In a split second, Hong Yukun had fetched some maids and servants to clean the table. After that, he closed the gate and left the pavilion.
On the second floor, lying on the bed, although Zhang Tie didn't open his eyes, he still knew that everyone had left the pavilion. Actually, the entire Dragon Emperor Pavilion was within the sphere of the effect of Zhang Tie's spiritual energy. Zhang Tie could even "see" clearly each snowflake in the sky.
The moment Hong Yukun left the pavilion, Zhang Tie had opened his eyes as he didn't look drunk at all.
Within 1,000 m, no immortal human general was paying attention to this pavilion anymore.
Closely after that, Zhang Tie took off all of his clothes as fast as possible. After that, he pointed at his central forehead while a body-separation immortal rune flew out of there. In a split second, another Zhang Tie had appeared in the room. At the same time, Zhang Tie's awareness divided into two halves, one on his original body, the other on his substitute. 
Zhang Tie's substitute rapidly put on his original clothes and became another Zhang Tie vividly who even smelled as drunk as Zhang Tie. 
Zhang Tie's original body took out a suit of green clothes from the secret tunnel under his bed and put them on. 
This set of clothes was taken out of his space-teleportation equipment on the first day of this month. They were very common. Additionally, Zhang Tie had forbidden anyone to enter his room without his consent, even for cleaning and arranging things. Zhang Tie even placed tracing feathers in the secret tunnel. He was sure that nobody else had come upstairs these days; nor had they opened his secret tunnel. Therefore, Zhang Tie was the only one who knew that a new set of clothes was put in the secret tunnel under his bed. 
Even if someone knew it or saw it, he or she couldn't say anything about it. However, Zhang Tie was still meticulous. 
The new set of clothes didn't fit Zhang Tie very well; they were evidently a bit loose for him.
When Zhang Tie's original body was putting on the set of clothes, he triggered his body-changing immortal bloodline as he gradually became old, his hair turned grey, his face turned wrinkled, graceful and ethereal, his eyes turned kind, dignified and a bit experienced. Dragon Emperor!
In less than two minutes, Zhang Tie's substitute had become himself while Zhang Tie's original body became Dragon Emperor.
The Dragon Emperor that Zhang Tie disguised was absolutely as same as the real one given his look and the secret methods that he cultivated.
Given his look, Zhang Tie considered that Dragon Emperor should have changed a bit after hundreds of years. Therefore, he made Dragon Emperor a bit wrinkled. As for the unique temperament of Dragon Emperor, Zhang Tie had already watched the images of Dragon Emperor left in the memory crystals for many times during the past eight months. By triggering his disguising talent, Zhang Tie could imitate most of the Dragon Emperor's behaviors. As for the bit of difference, it was caused by the environment that the Dragon Emperor experienced over the past 900 years. 
After exchanging a glance with each other, the fake Dragon Emperor and Zhang Tie's original body nodded and clapped with each other. After that, the fake Dragon Emperor ran his spiritual energy as he triggered his invisible shen bead. In a split second, the fake Dragon Emperor disappeared while Zhang Tie's substitute was still lying on the bed.
...
20 minutes later, Zhang Tie's substitute went downstairs and left the Dragon Emperor Pavilion. Under the respectful eyes of the officers and soldiers outside the pavilion, Zhang Tie mounted his flying lizard. Closely after that, he lightly released his battle qi to block off the wind and snow as he leisurely and wobbly crossed the moat.
"Director, safe drive..." all the officers and soldiers shouted in unison under the leadership of Xu Gang.
Zhang Tie didn't turn around; instead, he just waved his hand backward...
'Time tries all.' Since Zhang Tie served as the director of Dragon Emperor Pavilion, he treated his subordinates mercifully. Being known by his brutal deed across the city, Zhang Tie didn't lose his temper in Dragon Emperor Pavilion at all; nor did he tyrannically abuse his power or torture his subordinates. Gradually, Zhang Tie won the reverence of his subordinates across the Dragon Emperor Pavilion.
"Alas, if only director could stay a few more years in Dragon Emperor Pavilion. We could live a bit better..." When Zhang Tie disappeared at the end of the street, a vice general beside Xu Gang sighed with emotions sincerely, "After Director came here, those people in Earth-Treasures Department dared not deduct our monthly compensation any more in case of trouble. Previously, those people always thought that we have other benefits besides monthly compensation in Dragon Emperor Pavilion; therefore they always deducted a part of our monthly compensation."
"Nonsense, elder just want to improve director's temperament here. Do you really think that there're too many excellent immortal generals in Dragon Emperor Immortal Palace that a young immortal general would live the rest of his life here? You've just drunk Jade Spirit Pulp, take those b*stards to patrol around Dragon Emperor Pavilion right now..."
"Elder brother, it's said that director gifted you a jar of Jade Spirit Pulp. How about having a drink tonight..." the vice general asked as he licked his lips shamelessly. All the other officers swallowed their saliva forcefully as they fixated onto Xu Gang.
Xu Gang's face turned black at a stroke as he shouted, "Even this father grudges drinking it; I will gift it to someone else. How dare you think about it? Disappear right away..."
...
Because of heavy snow, there were much fewer people on the streets. Many stores were closed earlier today. 
When Zhang Tie returned to the small courtyard in Apricot Blossom Village by flying lizard, it was already dark.
Outside the small courtyard, two flying lizards were fastened to the stable. At the sight of them, Zhang Tie knew that Jiang Ruoxin and Ji Yuelan had arrived.
As was imagined, the moment he got off the flying lizard, Uncle Qu had come out with a big smile kindly and passionately which felt mysterious. At the same time, he whispered to Zhang Tie, "Childe, Miss Ji and Miss Jiang are here..."
"Hmm, I see..." Zhang Tie replied as he took off the two jars of wine from the back of the flying lizard. Uncle Qu then held the rein.
"Two young ladies have already seen your invention...the chafing dish...they are curious about it...and want to have a try...we've already prepared everything. Two young ladies are waiting for childe in the pavilion on the roof..." Uncle Qu said as he led the flying lizard away.
Zhang Tie nodded as he entered the courtyard and came to the roof which had been covered with some snow. However, it was the right moment to enjoy the snow scene in the surroundings over there. It was empty around the pavilion; however, after covering it with a two-layer curtain, they could avoid heavy wind while not feeling breathless. 
As was imagined by Zhang Tie, Jiang Ruoxin and Ji Yuelan were studying a red copper chafing dish which Zhang Tie invented a few days ago in the pavilion. The moment Zhang Tie came back, the two girls' beautiful eyes had fixated onto Zhang Tie's face.
"What're you thinking about every day? How could you work out such a cooker that could make us feel warm? If you're back a bit later, we would have already started to enjoy it..." Ji Yuelan said tenderly.
"Hahaha, how could you just eat it in this way. I guess two beauties are coming today; therefore, I especially prepare some wine for you. 80 years old Jade Spirit Pulp. Few people across the city could have a chance to enjoy it. Today, with beauties and wine, I feel like an immortal being..." Zhang Tie said with a smile as he walked over there and sat between the two girls while putting the jars on the table. 
"How sweet you're!" The two girls burst into laughter at the same time.
"We could turn it up a bit. After a short while, we could put in dishes..." Zhang Tie said as he started to teach them how to use it...
Only after a short while, the pavilion on the roof had been filled with laughter and cheers and aroma...
Even though it was just Zhang Tie's substitute, Jiang Ruoxin and Ji Yuelan couldn't identify it even if they were on its side...
On the other side, the real original body of Zhang Tie had already arrived at a thousand meters high in the air and completely hid while targeting at someone in a manor in the east of Dragon Emperor City spiritually. 
Watching that target, Zhang Tie couldn't stand swallowing his saliva. 
'A heavenly shadow demon knight, what a nice piece of flesh...'
　　


After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


"I can't help asking, what's going on in this world? Are movies with deep, connotation and philosophy no longer liked? Why does a film that frightens the audience have such a big impact?"
　　"Throughout the history of film , There are countless excellent films emerging in endlessly. What brings us to think, what we cherish, and what gives us spiritual strength is what the movie should do, isn't it?"
　　"Someone might say, please, this Is it a horror film, does it require so much truth? I want to ask, don't it? Can't horror film crime films make excellent works? David Finch's "Seven" in 1995 and Luc Besson's "This Killer Is Not So Cold(Léon: The Professional)" in 1994, Quentin Tarantino's "Pulp Fiction", "The Silent Lamb" in 1991, etc. I can cite countless examples to prove it."
　　"Then. What is it for our young people to start getting caught up in a movie that has nothing but screams? This is a question worth thinking about."
　　Cooper's comment caused a small discussion. Because he has something to say in many cases, he still has a good status in film critics, and there are many audiences who support him. This is also why he can make films produced by Phoenix once a film review alone to be named "bad film".
　　The same is true this time. There are not a few people who support him. They believe that a movie should have depth, soul, and educational significance. It is simply to cheat money like the Blair Witch and cannot be regarded as a movie at all.
　　But there are more people who oppose him, and almost all of them are young people.
　　They don't care about the educational significance or the depth of their souls. They only know that the adrenaline secretion caused by fear when watching the Blair witch makes them very happy. Isn't a scary horror movie, the best horror movie? If you really stuff a horror movie with preaching things, you will be sleepy before you finish watching it.
　　Laila saw this report at home, and it was Claire who brought her the newspaper.
　　In fact, Claire doesn't approve of her making movies. In her opinion, the work is too hard. It takes a long time to just write the script, but also to prepare for the shooting task, to find actors and to coordinate the work of various departments. Not to mention the hard work during shooting. The same shot can't be done once, and it's normal to shoot ten or eight times.
　　After the filming is finished, it is not the end. Post-production, editing, soundtrack, etc., everything is inseparable from her instructions. Such a heavy workload is simply not suitable for a young girl who has just recovered. If Laila hadn't been very fond of this work, she would have opposed her continuing to shoot.
　　A movie earns more than one hundred million to two hundred million is very powerful, but can it be more important than a healthy body? That's why she put all kinds of bad reviews in front of her intentionally or unintentionally at the first time, hoping to dispel her interest in continuing to shoot movies through other people's words.
　　However, Claire did not know how much a director can have so many rights that other directors envy. Laila, who knows this well, is too late to be happy, so how can she feel too much work?
　　"Laila, this is really too much. But I think what he said also makes sense. How about going to school to learn some related knowledge?"
　　Claire thinks that as long as she can leave the film company temporarily, it won't take long. Help her dilute her love of movies.
　　After seeing the report, Laila not only didn't get angry, but looked through it word by word with a smile, as if it was not her movie at all.
　　After reading it twice, she put down the newspaper "Is the things learned at school really useful?"
　　"Of course! If there is no systematic study, how can you understand clearly? Look at the most famous directors, no Are they all graduated from excellent universities?"
　　Laila smiled "Yes, you are right. But there are still a large number of directors who have not studied at all and have produced excellent works, have they? "
　　"Is there? Why don't I know." Claire hasn't studied the director's circle, so she doesn't know what the truth is. But even if She knew it, she would never admit it, as Laila said.
　　Laila didn't argue with her, and patted the back of her hand comfortingly "Don't worry, I know what to do."
　　"Oh." Claire sighed softly. There was really nothing she could do with her "What about this person." He pointed at you again and again, do you want me to do something to make him close that nasty mouth?"
　　"No trouble." Laila waved her hand indifferently: "I actually don't mind him being against me, at all. "
　　"Why?" Claire felt unbelievable. If she were to be treated like this over and over again, she would have been angry. There is no reason why I would be less patient than an eighteen-year-old girl? Wouldn't it make me angry if I replaced it with anyone who made things that I had worked so hard to make messy?
　　Laila smiled and pointed to the newspaper "Don't you think he is actually helping me?"
　　"Help? How is it possible!" Claire didn't believe it.
　　"That's it. One is to be left behind, and the other is to be noticed all day long. Which one do you think is better for a movie?"
　　"Of course it was paid attention to." Does the movie that has been left behind still have the box office?
　　"That's not it." Laila smiled slightly and put the newspaper in her hands "What he is helping us now is to let more people discuss our film, and let more people know that there is such a Is it a controversial but miraculous movie?"
　　Claire was a little dizzy "Can you explain it this way?"
　　"Of course!" Laila pushed her back out of the room "Don't worry. Such a People still can't disturb my mood. Or do you think I'm a person who is easily beaten to give up?"
　　Claire was pushed out of the room reluctantly, only to say a few words like "Don't be too reluctant, pay attention to your body." Closed the door.
　　Holding the newspaper in her hand, looking at Cooper's article in a large page, she didn't know whether she was angry, shook her head amusedly 'If the one named Cooper knew that his article was treated as an advertisement by Laila, I don't know what kind of expression it will be.'
　　But this also made her decide to investigate the events of the year. She wondered why this person named Cooper would target Laila and Phoenix. Although it sounds from others' mouths that Laila lay innocently, she was completely involved by her father Reynolds.
　　It may be possible for a person to hate the company to the extent that they have to criticize Laila again and again regardless of Moran's surname. It is better to pay attention to something.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun.

Translator: Doyenro (for fun)
Author: Zhuang Jiang

Alternative universe (AU)

She can shoot the most terrifying horror films and also the most profitable commercial films; she can make literary films the value of commercial films, and can also make commercial films the effect of literary films.
Later generations commented on Laila, saying that she was synonymous with Hollywood miracles and one of the greatest directors of all time. She accidentally became the most powerful photographer and planner.
But she knows that all of this came from her biggest secret, that 'she was born again!'

T/N: 
* The Female Lead(MC) is very patriotic to her old country (China), so it may be annoying to some people.

* The English gets better from chapter 65, the chapter 1 - 65 will be edited in the near future.

* The actors or actress characters may be different from reality. It is just a realistic novel.

 * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop.
 
* Original Chinese novel completed.

* Check out "The Lord's Lady from the East."

The director's office was on the right side of Annabelle's office's wall. Kai was led by her to the door and she gently opened it, put her head into a gap between the door and its frame and whispered, "Director Mr Natasa is here." 

A powerful voice filled with a lifetime of experiences called back to her "Let him in Annabelle, thank you." Annabelle retracted her head and looked at Kai with a look of embarrassment. "Sorry if you heard that, well as you've heard you can enter now, so please." She gestured her hand in the direction of the office door and smiled. 

Kai walked towards it and said to her politely "thank you, Annabelle," before entering. 

The first thing he saw was hundreds of books neatly organized onto shelves, like a library. The room's colour was a timeworn brown and resembled a bookworm's dream. 

Many different books were categorized into different categories. There were many, categories that were divided into two parts of the room on one side was the fiction and on the other was the non-fiction. There were further subcategories like fantasy or sci-fi. And after these subcategories, there were further subcategories like historical adventure or magical world fantasies. 

Kai was instantly enamoured and found a section titled Asian fiction. Titled under it was one category that had the words Web novels written on it. He was shocked at how web novels were actually put into the library. Something that never happened in his experience. 

While he was looking at the library, a man's voice interrupted him by fake- coughing to get his attention. The voice was the same as the one that had spoken to Annabelle signifying that it was indeed the director.

It had come from the middle of the room, behind an antique desk with a lamp from the 19th century. Kai looked at the figure resting behind the desk in a comfortable padded desk chair with wheels. 

The man had neatly combed grey-white hair, a groomed moustache and beard that connected with one another. Green time-worn eyes and a well-defined jaw. A suit covered the rest of his body however his wide shoulders and back weren't hidden by it.

His biceps bulged through his sleeves and from the waist down his body was hidden by the desk. However, Kai could see that the man worked out if he wasn't naturally endowed this body by a supernatural species. (I don't know if this sentence sounds right, but I couldn't think of a better way to write it.)

The man could be a model, even though his face appeared to be in his 50s. However, the suit didn't manage to hide his natural bestiality that was deeply ingrained into the man's bones. 

Just his presence alone would have intimidated a normal human and caused him to feel uncomfortable, like facing a predator or a higher species. However, Kai wasn't human, or a normal vampire and the man's aura didn't move him the slightest. 
Bob, however, stopped relaxing and looked at the man with weary eyes. He telepathically told Kai "that man gives me the same threat level that the hellhound gave me. But his aura feels more powerful on the same level as me a first generation vampire, although he won't be much of a threat to us he could resist my aura easily."

"Got it Bob relax I've got this," Kai told Bob mentally and looked directly into the director's eyes without hesitation. He saw surprise flicker briefly through the director's eyes. After all no other person had ever looked at him directly in the eyes before when his full aura was out apart from that man, no he couldn't be classified as a person instead he was a monster a being that defied the natural laws.

Kai looked at the director trying to see his depth while the man did the same. At the same time, his aura rose and moved towards Kai trying to win the first exchange between the two. However, at that moment a powerful aura rose from Bob who was on Kai's body rivalling the director's. 

The director's eyes shined in surprise yet again, in the span of a few minutes he had been pleasantly surprised by the same person. Something that hadn't happened before. These were the thoughts going through his head right now. 

At that moment he decided to forfeit the battle as he could see Kai pretending to not withstand the immense aura as he turned even paler. Unbeknownst to the three of them, throughout the whole building, all the people had felt the two auras and were also feeling unwell. 

Annabelle who was closest to the colliding auras was leaning against her desk in an effort to not collapse on the ground. Penelope who was in her office on the second floor also supported herself by putting both her hands on the desk and sitting heavily on the seat. 

In the kitchen were two handsome men who were in the middle of having a meal, were sitting heavily in both their chairs with there hand pushed heavily on the table. Four dents were appearing where they were placing their hands. Showing that compared to Penelope and Annabelle they had less control over their strength.

And on the ground floor, there were four people two women and two men all extremely good-looking that had destroyed all that was around them in an effort not to collapse and faint from the two higher beings aura. 

And in an office with the sign labelled Principal near the entrance of the building, there was an older man with a balding head and a bit of a round body shape that had fainted in his desk white foam coming out of his mouth while his eyes had rolled to the back of his head.

Penelope whose emotions still hadn't calmed down swore out loud "Motherfu*ker, who's challenging the director. It must be that stupid cocky arrogant man who thinks he's a vampire by putting in the red contact lenses. When he leaves he going to get a beating."

Back to the director's office
Kai was still unaware that he wasn't acting according to the normal human reaction. And when the director finally retracted his aura he finally pretended to release a breath of relief.

The director looked at Bob for one last time before moving his gaze back to Kai. He looked at Kai seemingly to be thinking of a hard decision but in the end extended his hand at the chair in front of him and said to Kai in his time-worn voice "Please have a seat."

Kai is a tourist on holiday when he is killed in a terrorist attack. He wakes up during the year 1981 in a forest and finds out that he is a vampire progenitor in the Harry Potter world. Kai then heads out to the nearest human settlement which happens to be Godric Hollow. 
-This is my first time writing a novel so I will have mistakes, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out.
-I want to point out that HP doesn't belong to me.
-THE STORY WON'T BE GOING ACCORDING TO CANON! I will be introducing my own elements to the story.
-OOC Voldemort

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The time ticked by, and Director Cheng waited for Lai Mingjie at their usual spot. The cakes had been laid out, and Director was having slice by slice. He gazed at his watch again and wondered why his senior was late. He kept on eyeing at the people around them, in case someone would talk about seeing Lai Mingjie or something.
However, a bunch of eyes flew to the door when it opened. Even Director Cheng felt violated and mocked when a human walked in the café. It was a normal scene that would make oblivious humans leave the café. However, the human only stopped at the door and had the audacity to look around. That was the only time when Director Cheng twitched.
"...Xu... Xu Rouguang?" He murmured as he recognized the man that walked in. Xu Rouguang ignored the glares given to him by the patrons and even by the staff. None of them had said anything, and so he didn't leave. He then cast his gaze at the old man. Director Cheng suddenly felt like he would be drenched in cold sweat as the general made his way towards him.
"Director Cheng..."
"M-Mr. Xu... why are you here?" He only squeaked as the man bowed at him. He dared not to make eye contact with anyone else.
"Ah, I... I ran into Director Lai earlier this week. He didn't look good... is he doing fine now?" Xu Rouguang kept his head low, trying to look polite despite blatantly marching to this place. Did he know Lai Mingjie would be there? He then saw the cakes on the table. His eyes flickered in confusion.
"Mr. Xu, please. This is... a member-exclusive café. You can't just venture inside this place." Director Cheng chuckled, patting the arm of the man. "I understand your sentiments, but please rest assured. Director Lai is doing fine."
Of course, he would be asking around. Based from what Lai Mingjie said, he was beaten into a pulp, and Xu Rouguang's coming turned his state upside-down. He felt no pain or any trace of last night's beating. Whatever happened to Lai Mingjie was probably Xu Rouguang's doing, and something experimental perhaps.
Not seeing Lai Mingjie himself, Xu Rouguang only nodded his head and understood that he shouldn't be there. He only excused himself before leaving. He laid a final gaze at Director Cheng before walking out of sight. The old man sighed before leaning at his seat. He kept his eyes on the cake slice and hoped that he wouldn't be kicked out of the café. However, he felt someone was standing next to him.
His eyes lifted from the cake to another candy in front of him. It was a gorgeous female demon who was donned in barmaid attire. She cast her gaze at Director Cheng, and he could see the seething rage coming from the depths of her soul... even the intense fear that hid in it. Her complex emotion made him frown, ignoring the glacial glare she was giving him.
"Louyan... tell me... why was he here? Did you tell him about this place?" The woman spoke with his cold voice. It was like the Easterlies that would freeze everyone who tried to venture into the night.
"I didn't have the time to ask. I had to shoo him—" Louyan was on an old demon, but there were others in this world that was a lot older. Take Emodao for example... and this lady as well.
"Cut the crap, Louyan!" The woman slammed the table with her fist, making the glass and cakes wriggle in place. "You do realize that letting that immortal in here could implicate my café. What are you and Emodao going to do if he suddenly went on a rampage and destroy my shop?"
"Immortal?" The patrons murmured. That was a human... not an immortal... right?
Director Cheng only looked at her before speaking in an apologetic tone, "Empress Botangca, please let me explain. I didn't know how he found this place, but believe me, he's not capable of causing trouble. He doesn't even know what he is..."
Botangca pulled back and eyed at the curious and confused expressions of her patrons. Even her staff had the same faces. Her eyes widened for a moment before sitting down on the seat next to Director Cheng. She then whispered in fear, "Louyan, are we the only ones who knew that was General Xu Rouguang of the first battalion?"
He shook his head. "Empress Botangca, I'm sure you have met the man as he sent your head flying as well. Trust me, he was only a human to everyone else's eyes. Those killed by the man were the only ones who could recognize him."
"Does Emodao know?"
"...yes, in fact, he was looking for him." He then glanced at his watch again. "Jie should be here now, but he's running terribly late. I wonder what happened..."
"I will scratch that shrimp when I see him again." Botangca bit onto her lip before escaping back into the kitchen. She said nothing else... and so did her staff. The patrons could only shrug their shoulders and continue eating.
True to what they feared, Lai Mingjie was being attacked... again. Last Monday, he was beaten up into a pulp; and today, he was receiving more blows again. Perhaps, Lai Mingjie's luck had run out, and he's now taking in all the misfortune. All because he ran into Xu Rouguang if he would blame the general.
Lai Mingjie was left in a fetal position again, with his arms protecting his head. Blood had pooled around him as he kept on receiving lashes one after another. The lash had thorns, and bits and bits of his flesh came along his blood at every whip.
"What's up with this, Little Emodao?! Too scared to fight back now? Where's my feared demon king? Where did he go, huh?!"
"Cowards!" Lai Mingjie roared, but he shielded his face to keep them from ripping his lips apart. His clothes were already soaked in blood, and even the blue scarf had been ripped by the whip. "When I rise again, I will kill all of you! I will bring Heaven down along with your entire bloodline!"
"You will never rise again! You're already dead the moment Xu Rouguang snipped your head off of your body!" Brother Blue laughed out and started kicking the man. "You're just a shell! A worthless shell up for us to play with!"
"How unbecoming."
The noises of the immortals all ceased. They started looking around and found no one else in the vicinity. A woman's voice echoed around them, and it made them all alerted; they felt no other living creature in the area. 
Lai Mingjie made use of their distraction to force his broken body to move and run. His back received the most beating and open lacerations, and so he almost ran on all fours in his escape. His legs and arms were also weak, but they had to be moved. He wouldn't die from all of this, but he would be paralyzed in the hospital for the remaining three years—constantly in pain and lightheaded.
However, Brother Blue brandished his whip and lashed at him. Lai Mingjie tripped even at his pitiable stance, but before he hit the floor, his face landed on soft mounds. All of a sudden, a woman had appeared in front of Lai Mingjie and caught him as he fell.
Lai Mingjie didn't see who it was, but his guts only screamed for one name.

A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories…

Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history!

In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?!

With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same.

How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again?

[Disclaimer and Warnings:]
This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. 

Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. 

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Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)

Item #: SCP-095
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-095 is to be placed in a standard polyethylene sleeve when not under scheduled research and stored in a standard locked filing cabinet to prevent damage or wear. High-resolution digital scans are available for any Level 1 and above personnel who wish to view SCP-095.
Description: SCP-095 appears to be a set of three moderately aged black and white comic books printed in 1932. The front and rear covers are missing and several pages have been rendered illegible due to water damage. It was found by Agent ███████ in a small antique shop in Denver, Colorado, and purchased for a small fee without incident. The owner of the shop had apparently not read the item past the publisher's date on the first page.
Forensic inspections of SCP-095 have revealed it to be genuine, though completely unremarkable save for its content. It is printed on cheap pulp paper and inked with dyes common to other publications of its era. The publisher's stamp indicates it was produced by 'Future Funnies', a company operating out of the town of Purple Lake, Ohio. All research and inquiries thus far have shown both the company and the town to be completely nonexistent.
The comic itself is a pulp science fiction story entitled 'The Atomic Adventures of Ronnie Ray-Gun', featuring a lead character bearing an unmistakable resemblance to Former United States President Ronald Reagan. Each story opens with a large panel reading "In the Far-Fetched Future World of the 1980s, only Ronnie Ray-Gun can save the day." It appears to follow an episodic format with one self-contained story per publication. The three stories are briefly described below.

Ronnie vs. Space Admiral Carter

This story pits Planetary Governor Ronnie Ray-Gun and his sidekick Space Major Herbert against the titular Space Admiral Carter as they both vie for the position of Space Marshall. The events loosely follow the events of the 1980 Presidential Election.

Space Assassin!

This story follows a character named Spaceman Hinckley as he prepares to assassinate Space Marshall Ray-Gun. He manages to catch Ray-Gun by surprise and wound him with his "Devastator Ray" before being subdued by Ray-Gun's soldiers. The events obviously refer to the 1981 assassination attempt by John Hinckley, Jr.

Jungle Planet!

This story follows Ray-Gun's attempts to create an army of robots on the jungle-covered planet of Nica in order to protect it from the evil Sand Bandits. Although Ray-Gun is told that he will lose his command if he interferes with events on planet Nica, he sends his lieutenant, Space Colonel West, to secretly build a force under the cover of the jungle. When their plan is discovered, Space Colonel West publicly takes the blame and saves his superior. The storyline appears to be a simplified retelling of the Iran-Contra controversies of 1986.
Possibly most interesting is the final page of each book, which advertises other stories published by Future Funnies. Investigation is under way to locate any surviving copies at once. The advertised stories are listed below.

Space Major Herbert Assumes Command!

Starman Willy vs. The Space Succubus

Globe Walker in Sneak Attack!

Barry Betelgeuse on Planet Afgar

Diamond Donnie in Puttin' on the Ritz!

Sky Marm Sarah of The Ice World

Flying Franken vs. Rocket Rush

Star Command Proton in A Losing Battle!

The New Menace – Death to Mankind!

Personal Log of: Dr. █████████
Date: 10-06-2004
I don't think I need to emphasize how important it is to recover any and all of the advertised stories immediately, the final two in particular.

Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only the last 4,000 have been of any significance.
So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years? We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than explaining why the sun came up, it was the mystery of enormous birds with heads of men and rocks that came to life. So we called them 'gods' and 'demons', begged them to spare us, and prayed for salvation.
In time, their numbers dwindled and ours rose. The world began to make more sense when there were fewer things to fear, yet the unexplained can never truly go away, as if the universe demands the absurd and impossible.
Mankind must not go back to hiding in fear. No one else will protect us, and we must stand up for ourselves.
While the rest of mankind dwells in the light, we must stand in the darkness to fight it, contain it, and shield it from the eyes of the public, so that others may live in a sane and normal world.

We secure. We contain. We protect.
— The Administrator

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