Dara offers her services online claiming she can do anything and will help her clients with anything, from cleaning to cooking to taking care of her client's kids when one email makes her choke to death in surprise. One man claims her services to be his fake lover.

Jiyo is known as one of the wealthiest and coldest businessmen in the industry, the time came for his family to pester him with his life and so to get them off his back he hired Dara to be his fake lover.

Will Dara's warmth melts the cold-hearted CEO or Jiyo's rudeness will make Dara hate him?

Not my novel all praises and credit goes to original author 'tkepner' only uploading it here to listen the audiobooks while working long crappy hours 

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11913447/1/Amalgum-Lockhart-s-Folly

Year 2020!! Computer Games is starting to decline because of upcoming rise of Virtual Reality Games 
Computer  Games is starting to phase out one by one Even the most popular game in history where many people became to be Legendary Figures One of Them is Charles at the time of the peak of popularity of the game he was only 16 back then. Now the sudden rise of VR Games left him with nothing so now was 21 Years Old. For 3 Years and 6 Months he was Working Nonstop to Save Up Money he Work in Construction,Sales Clerk,Delivery Guy,Waiter,Dog Walker so on and finally he saved up money to buy a Game helmet and Coincidentally Middle Earth Online is also gonna be release in a few weeks so he purposely ordered a pre-order helmet which cost about 35,000 Php (Philippine peso) He have Save up 160,000 Php from working various jobs over the span of 3 Years and   6 months the remaining money was used for buying food and He Hide the Remaining money And now he was waiting for the release of the game and the arrival of his game helmet. He was Lying in Bed and Listening to a Song when He Heard banging his front door he hurried to the front door and Open the Front Door He was surprise when he open the door. It was the Landlady he Haven't Paid His Rent For his Apartment for the past few months because of so various jobs so now the Landlady Paid him a visit to collect the rent."Hello Mrs.Mendoza why have you come here in my Room" Charles said
"What do you mean you already know why i'm here to collect your rent for the past few months" Mrs.Mendoza said."O i'm Really sorry i have forgotten to pay my rent for the past few months" Charles said "Wait here Mrs.Mendoza i'll get the money"Charles Said "Ok i will wait here"Mrs.Mendoza said.Charles Hurriedly get the money and back in a flash in the front door
"Here's the pay Mrs.Mendoza and the advance pay for the next few months"Charles said 
Charles have paid 35,000 Php to Mrs.Mendoza "thank you for the payment i will take my leave now bye"Mrs.Mendoza said The next day Charles look For something in his laptop.

The Protagonist is One of the best witch player in his Former Game but since the release of virtual Reality he has been Saving up Money to Buy the Game Helmet Now that He has Saved up Money to Buy The Gaming Helmet He will Once Fly Again to become One of The Best Witch Player or The best in The game join The Flight Of the Legendary Witch!!!!

I dreaded the upcoming next week. Why you may ask? Well, next week is the fabled graduation for seniors at Kingdom High School, which is where I, Kogen Yoshino, attend. Kingdom High School was a decently sized school that my parents decided to enroll me in when I was a freshman. My parents wanted to move away from Japan and move to the United States for a myriad of reasons. One, it was too crowded. We lived in Tokyo. Second, the rent for the apartment we stayed in was starting to become a problem. My mom and dad's measly salary combined could not pay for even half the rent. We could've relocated, but my mom and dad decided not to since they were sick of the depressing atmosphere that was Japan. Third, my dad, mom, and I wanted to go to the United State because we heard from passing relatives that there were a lot of job opportunities and affordable apartments over there.
And so, we boarded a plane using some of our savings and flew to the United States. After going through the immigration process, we settled down at one of my dad's friends house. My mom found a job as an accountant within the next few weeks. My dad also found a job as a video game designer for some video game company. My dad, in particular, is awesome. He introduced me to video games and made me appreciate games a lot more then I used to. He is a total nerd when it comes to video games but becomes super embarrassed whenever I mention it.
When I moved to Kingdom High School, I really had trouble with making friends as I was never fluent or good at all with English. Throughout the years leading to senior year, I learned a lot more English and got better at it. I could communicate fluently with English by the end of junior year and I made a couple of awesome friends. My best buds were Zach, Bruno, and Robert. These three guys made the new American high school experience enjoyable, and they really helped with introducing the culture in the United States to me. We also always played games together every day after school. One of our favorites was Raid Online. It was an MMORPG game playable on PC and Console. It was a game with dungeons, magic, pvp, and more. The gameplay content was immense and there was no end in the fun it generated when my friends and I would enter a dungeon. This was my first introduction to MMORPG games.
Anyways, coming back to the original topic, graduation was coming up next week for seniors at Kingdom High School. I dreaded this because I was a senior at Kingdom High School with no goal in life. I spent most of my years playing games with my friends. They had already chosen a career to go towards in their life. Zach wanted to be a pilot, Bruno wanted to be a civil engineer, and Robert wanted to be an actor. One of the careers that I wanted to pursue was professional gaming. I've had my share of competitive gaming when I joined an event hosted by Raid Online which was to get the most kills in a special Christmas dungeon within 24 hours. As this was during Christmas break, I had nothing better to do and grinded this event. Little did I know, I was competing against the top 10 PVP players in Raid Online to get the most kills. 
The mechanics in Raid Online was pretty complex. Mostly everything in the environment (including inside dungeons) could be used to your advantage. I experimented with this mechanic for years before this event even started and loved it. You could make countless things using this mechanic. I came up with a genius trap where one of my skill abilities, a taunting drone, would fly around mobs in the dungeon and lead them to one big trap. One may be thinking, "Isn't this what most players would do?" Well, the twist here is that the taunting drone eventually goes on a cooldown of 2 hours. This would be extremely detrimental in a 24-hour grind fest to kill the most mobs. So, I decided to do two traps. The mobs in this dungeon were intentionally made dumb. However, they were tanks and had a crap ton of health. I made a trap to lure in the mobs into this hidden hole I made. The mobs would try to get out of the hole and fail. And so, what is the most logical way to get out? For these mobs (which were tanky goblins), it was to call for help. This is where the second trap comes in. I use the mob's help call to lure in even more goblins. They don't even realize it's a trap and drop into the hole. I waited for around 3 hours per time and killed the goblins in the hole using a bucket of lava I had in my inventory. After this, I just drain the lava (as simple as clicking a button) and restart the process. By the end of the event, I completely decimated the top 10 PVP players I was talking about by thousands of mob kills. I obtained the special event item which was a set of one of a kind Santa-Claus cosmetic armor and 1 million silver, which was the currency used in Raid Online. After the event, I was swarmed with private messages; some questioned how I did it and some straight-up denied my legitimacy and accused me of cheating. It was bothersome but luckily there was an option to turn off private messages.
My friends were amazed when I told them the tactic I used. They said that they would've never thought of it and that I was a complete troll for eating snacks, taking naps, and watching YouTube videos in between the 24-hour session.
Sadly, Raid Online closed just a few months into my senior year and I no longer had a strong connection with my three friends. They had all moved on from games and told me that games were childish and it was only just for fun. Sure, it was just for fun. But it was the only way for me to have fun with friends and by my self. I was pained by their response when I said that I would be pursuing a career in professional gaming. They said that I would never make it. And, I felt like I wouldn't. The chances of me being even in the professional scene were slim. I didn't have any actual professional gaming experience in a team or something like that. I was just known to be a winner of a now-closed game event.
During times like this, sometimes it is best just to ignore what people say. I still wanted to pursue a professional gaming career. My dad, whom I mentioned was awesome, supported me completely, and even said that he would buy whatever I needed to become a professional gamer. An expensive gaming keyboard to a semi-unnecessary gaming chair, my dad said that he would buy it. I knew we weren't in a good place with money, so the only thing I asked from my dad was a better computer. He bought all the parts for me and I built it near the ending months of my senior year. I loved the computer and I would spend every day on it. But, I still had no experience with professional gaming or e-sports and the computer my dad bought for me seemed to be all for nothing.
As next week approached, I graduated with a decent GPA of 3.0 and an ACT score of 22. College was not a choice for me since I did not have any redeeming qualities a scholarship offerer would want. I also hated assignments and testing. I really didn't feel at peace for a degree in college. 
The only choice I had was to find a way to get into the professional gaming scene. During graduation week, an MMORPG named BATTLE released. Surprisingly, it had similar mechanics to Raid Online. An environment where everything and anything can be used to your content.
I bought the game on its release date after graduation day and started it up.

Games—something that most of us if not all— have experience with. It is for good reason too since games are very addicting and are often used to escape from our reality.

Kogen Yoshino is an 18-year-old male. He is what you would call a casual gamer. This was the case until the release of the MMORPG game BATTLE.

Follow Kogen in his adventure to become the best in BATTLE (no pun intended) using his unorthodox and unpredictable gaming skills.
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At the start of the first month, Ronan spent a lot of time looking for some part-timers he can hire to fix bugs, he spent a lot of his money that he gained, in total hiring 3 people for a total of $100 each per month, they were mainly doing it for experience but paying them a bit of money also helped them, but because they weren't experienced all the fixes they added were tested in the beta program that was added into the app by Ronan, it allowed people to have access to  the latest updates without any guarantee that it worked perfectly, Ronan also spent a lot of time on creating a feedback system, instead of them writing reviews they can just submit feedback, it would be sorted based on the subject so that they can be categorized and easier to find them.

It took Ronan over 10 days for all of this to be completed, he also got his money from Jake whilst handing off the textbooks and he stopped completing textbooks so he can focus more on his app.

Ronan was also looking forward to going home in 2 months, in 2 months the college was on break for 2 weeks, so he could go home to visit his family and by then Ronan was expecting to at least have the app be self-sufficient, with himself possibly hiring a couple of people to fix the bugs and improve performance.

But right now Ronan was constantly trying to fix and update his app with his 2 'proteges'.

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Over the next 5 days Ronan finish his mission for running, but kept running, the rewards were mediocre and Ronan didn't even notice the difference between having the skill and not, he had to rent more servers because he had over 120k people using his app, it was growing at a steady pace and especially because of the advertisements he was getting more and more exposure, he had set out a plan in order to make more money from his app, he was even thinking farther into the future about making another app and creating more opportunities, but that had to wait until the future, when his current app was making a decent amount of money.

In the meantime, Ronan was finishing off all his coursework for the week, he was trying to finish all his coursework for the week in 1 day then he can focus on his app, it was fairly simple, some of it was Business Law, part of it Accounting, some Website design and logo design, but mostly it was endless typing, designing products and marketing techniques, etc. Various different things, all related to business and all done in a single day.

Every other hour Ronan would take 5 minutes to check his App statistics, how many people are returning, how often people are online for, when they are online, why they are online if they use it to talk to people or are doing it to try and find bugs, either way, Ronan isn't too bothered because when they use his app he gets paid, only a small amount per person, but it adds up over the thousands.

Most of the last half of the month was spent on creating another app, but this one was bigger, it was going to take a lot of time and it was only a project, it was an Idle-MMORPG, a type of game where you can play and level up without being there, it was a great idea and many people had created games similar, but it was obvious to Ronan that it would take him at least 2 months to get all the basics down, and by that point he will have to hire people to get all the graphics and animation done, then its all about padding out the game, he would probably have to hire an economics graduate to create the economy, balance out the game so it's not too op for people who pay and the player base doesn't implode due to the people who pay killing off all the people who don't.

Anyway back to the present, Ronan was got paid for another time, it was every month on the 21st, 1 day after Riverwood gets paid, he gained over $3000 this month, his user base had doubled from 120k to 250k and he paid for more large and widespread advertisements online, fortunately it was still cheap only ending up paying another $100 on top of what he was already paying, in total he had to pay out over $1500 a month, $200 for 2 programmers, $700 for advertisements and $600 for servers, he had also checked out many different places to rent servers as these were on the higher payment end, compared to others, but if he backed out of the contract he would have to pay for another 2 months upfront which he could afford but would take a lot of his available money from Ronan.

Ronan had a lot of things to do, his coursework load was getting heavier and the deadlines were getting shorter, his app was getting more and more people, so he had to do more and more bug fixing so that he can keep the people coming back instead of switching over to the next messaging app.

Ronan had 18 more months of coursework then hopefully he can focus on his work or at least some sort of work whether it is creating apps or working for some company in the business administration, he would also have to write a CV, perfect it for a job, either way, he has a lot to do now and he doesn't really have a lot of time to do it in.

Ronan Atkins is a 20-year-old student, he studies Business Administration at Trinity College, it is considered as one of the best colleges to learn Business Administration in the world and in order to obtain a scholarship Ronan had to pass many tests, most of which have nothing to do with the actual course he was studying in, after passing all those tests he was finally given the scholarship he dreamed off, but even after getting the scholarship his life was hard, he had to work several jobs in order to pay for food and accommodation.
Until one day, when he is working part-time at a convenience shop something happens...

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Apparently the thing the little girl handed to the blonde really was a USB. The USB contained two game account’s usernames and passwords, both for a currently popular game.
"So, it was just about game account theft!" he thought.
　　
Zhao Yu was secretly relieved that he did not dash out just then to catch them red-handed. The grand Key Case Investigation Unit Officer coming out to catch two measly game account thieves? if it ever got out, he would never be able to live it down.
　　
But the man was also somewhat strange to think two game accounts would be worth this much money? According to the girl there was ten-thousand yuan in the envelope. That was his salary for the next few months!
"Sir, this was honestly my first time. The money, I don’t want it anymore!" The little girl was still talking through her tears, "Can you let me go? I honestly won’t do it again!"
　　
"Pfft…" Zhao Yu spoke abrasively, "That deal just now was completely wordless and smooth, yet you say that’s your first time?"
"I…" The little girl could not retort.
"Say, if you’re stealing game accounts, why with cash? Isn’t it easier to just do online transactions?" Zhao Yu was rather curious.
　　
"Mr. Policeman…" The little girl answered honestly, "I still don’t have my social security card! I can’t open a bank account! Besides, online transactions always can be traced!"
"Oh?" Zhao Yu was a little surprised, "Couldn’t tell, but are you a pro at this? Say, with all the money you got from hacking, what do you do? Go buy more equipment for games?"
　　
"No! No!" The little girl must have seen an opportunity because she had stopped crying and answered very honestly, "The money is for my mom’s illness. She has uremia!"
"Humph!" Zhao Yu huffed. Obviously he did not believe these sorts of amateur lies.
　　
"It’s true!" The girl was serious. "One examination needs a few thousand yuan! Just the money from my dad selling fruits really isn’t enough! He’s so concerned, he wants to rent out the floor above our house!"
　　
"Wait!" Suddenly Zhao Yu stopped dead in his tracks. He examined the girl carefully and realized she looked a little familiar. "Tell me the truth, what’s your name? And your dad’s. if you lie, I’m taking you to the police station!"
　　
"I’m really not lying. My name’s Jiang Xiaoqing," the girl answered. "My dad’s name is Jiang Dafeng. Da Feng Ge Fruit Company on Shun Feng Street is also my house…"
"Holy…No way?" Zhao Yu’s thoughts were replaced by exclamation marks. The second biggest coincidence in the world had just landed in his lap. He had just fought with the owner of the Da Feng Fruit Company, and now he had caught the daughter red-handed, doing illegal activity. This sort of coincidence must be second to none!
　　
This time Zhao Yu no longer doubted the power of the Miracle System. It had to have something to do with it.
　　
"Mr. Policeman, sir?" The girl saw Zhao Yu spacing out but was too afraid to run, so she stood obediently in front of him and asked weakly, "Say, can you let me go? The money…oh…stolen fee…I don’t want it anymore!"
　　
"Oh!" Zhao Yu returned to reality. Looking at the envelope in his hand, he suddenly had a plan. He hurriedly returned the envelope to Jiang Xiaoqing. "What do you mean you don’t want it? Here…you take it! It’s alright, since we’re all friends. Here, this is no problem at all!"
"Oh…you…" The girl was shocked this time instead, "You know my dad?"
"Mm…you see!" Zhao Yu’s thoughts changed. He spoke, "I…just rented out your house! Now that I know your house situation, if it’s to save your mother, then I can turn a blind eye! There’s no worry, just continue on your way!"
　　
"Really? Really?" The little girl stood there stunned, feeling like her entire worldview had been turned upside down. "You…you aren’t playing with me, right?"
"Do I look like I’m kidding?" Zhao Yu was all smiles, a model example of someone with hidden agendas. "Hehehe…Just so you know, I know all about this area. If you have any problems later, Uncle here can take care of it for you! Just…this…" He pointed at the envelope in the girl’s hand, "You see?"
　
"Oh!" The little girl knew immediately, "I see, so you want a protection fee!"
"Eh?" Zhao Yu put his hand over her mouth in a hurry, "What protection fee? That just sounds rude. This business…is our cooperation. You’re the technician, and I run the business. Since we’re cooperating, then obviously we should split the reward?"
"Mister…I think…" The little girl asked rather meekly, "I’m also…doing the business side, right?"
　　
"Hm…" Zhao Yu wrinkled his brows.
　
"It’s fine, I’m the subordinate in this discussion anyway!" Jiang Xiaoqing was blunt and concise, "You not arresting me is already good enough! Then…How much do you want to split…?"
"The rule on the street is you, thirty; me, seventy." Zhao Yu was a pro in this field, "But, since I know your dad well, I’ll be nice. You, forty; me, sixty, how about it?"
　　
"Huh? No!" The little girl argued helplessly, "My mom really needs the money, that won’t be enough!"
　　
"Mm!" Zhao Yu frowned, "Then fifty-fifty, that’s final! Just do your thing one time every month! Gotta teach those addicted kids a lesson anyway! Every day, wasting their parent’s money on games and equipment. They deserve to lose their account. This way, they can learn their lesson!"
　　
Even though he was trying to convince the girl into doing more questionable activities, Zhao Yu spoke as if they were on the side of justice. The way he talked, full of confidence, spoke volumes for his God-level shamelessness.
　　
Jiang Xiaoqing was only an inexperienced child, how could she win against Zhao Yu? In the end, she gave up.
　　
Twenty minutes later, Zhao Yu was holding the five-thousand yuan "reward" he had obtained from Jiang Xiaoqing. The man was walking back to Da Feng Fruit Company as he planned to rent out the house.
　　
As it turned out, after he left someone else had come for the house. Two young men had set their eyes on the property. When Zhao Yu arrived, they had just paid the rent. The chubby Jiang Dafeng was standing there laughing as he thumbed through the bills!
　　
"Stop!" Zhao Yu immediately roared as he strode over, causing everyone to jump.
"What…what kind of situation is this?" Jiang Dafeng raised his head to see Zhao Yu.
　　
He did not even have time to react. Zhao Yu was already inches from him, savagely yelling, "Holy sh*t, you stupid fatty! Didn’t you say you already rented the house to me? How come I come back with the money and you’ve already rented it to someone else? Do you still want to live? Huh?"
Zhao Yu’s fierce expression intimidated the two young men, who were too afraid to open their mouths.
"N…No..." Jiang Dafeng was confused, "Didn’t you...say you didn’t…"
　
"Didn’t f*cking wh..." As he cursed, Zhao Yu grabbed hold of a piece of sugar cane. "Look here...you want me to crush your stupid shop?" When he finished, he pointed the cane at the two men, "I’ll say it right now, whoever it was that wanted to rent this house, you should reconsider. I’ll be watching your every f*cking move, if you guys have some unfortunate…"
　　
"You…" Jiang Dafeng was enraged as he yelled, "If you keep this up, I’m calling the police!"
Zhao Yu immediately pulled out his own police ID. "You want to f*cking call the police?! First I’ll search your shop. Just now, someone reported you’re selling rotten fruit…"
　　
The two young men already took their money and disappeared before Zhao Yu could finish. Jiang Dafeng raised his hands in defeat.
"Alright, alright! Bro, you win! You win, you can take the house, alright?" He sighed in defeat, "Geez, the shameless are truly invincible!"


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

Gold and silver were too flashy. Plus, out of every 10 prosthetics at the rehab center, three were painted gold and two silver.　
Natural skin color?
Yan Biao toyed with the idea and eventually shook his head. It was too pretentious. It was a freaking prosthetic—why pretend otherwise?
Yan Biao gave careful thought to what color he should paint his prosthetic legs, asking a whole bunch of folks for advice. After much consideration, he decided on the color his doctor suggested: titanium white.
Most doctors preferred titanium white because first, as doctors they were biased in favor of white and second, titanium white looked peaceful and less threatening. It was also the default color of most home robots. It was a color most folks in the New Era were familiar and comfortable with.
Titanium white was also nicknamed "suntan-proof." Duh! If a prosthetic could get a tan, that would be spooky.
During his rehab at the hospital, Yan Biao typically did the maximum number of exercises allowed by the doctor so he could be in the best shape possible, the kind that would enable him to engage in combat once he had gotten used to his mechanical legs. He was getting a substantial workout. 
Because of his long training sessions, Yan Biao preferred to work out outdoors and bask in the sun as long as it didn't rain. The gym was often too crowded. He wasn't used to the cramped quarters.
Just as his name suggested in Chinese, Yan Biao looked a bit intimidating. Plus, he had gone on quite a few missions in the woods during his time on Baiji. His existing tan and the fact that he was working out outdoors every day now made him look like an ox.
Yan Biao typically wore long shorts or capri pants during his training sessions, both for comfort and to allow his doctor to better monitor his prosthetics. Today he wore pants, but they came off as capri pants after his prosthetics were painted titanium white. Yan Biao even donned a pair of white sneakers to match the color of his new legs.
His other limbs were heavily tanned, in strong contrast to his pristine white prosthetic legs.
Zuo Yu nearly burst out laughing when he saw Yan Biao. "What, are you pretending to be one those black horses with white hooves?"
Fang Zhao had brought Zuo Yu up to speed shortly after he had signed a contract with Yan Biao. Zuo Yu had already visited several times during Yan Biao's hospital stay. He was free anyway and had loads of time to kill, so he looked up Yan Biao to shoot the breeze and hear a few stories about Yan Biao's life on Baiji.
Even though they were competitive toward each other, they would both be serving as Fang Zhao's bodyguards from here on out. They were comrades now, so they also tried to get along.
Zuo Yu gave Yan Biao's titanium-white mechanical prosthetics a glance and commented, "That color looks a bit girly."
That said, compared to shiny gold, silver, any of those other weird, non-conventional colors, or the floral patterns with a dizzying effect, titanium white was OK.
Yan Biao laughed and stomped his feet. He felt good about his new legs. He was used to wearing camouflage in the army. Now that he was retired, he no longer had to sneak around. It felt good to wear a different color. But he sidestepped the issue and instead asked Zuo Yu, "You got the message from boss, didn't you?"
"Got it." Zuo Yu had reached out to Yan Biao after he heard from Fang Zhao, but when he had called, Yan Biao had been having his prosthetics painted and hadn't been able to talk. Zuo Yu had asked where he was and had decided to track him down in person instead.
"The next flight to Wai is a week from now. The tickets have been booked," Zuo Yu said.
Yan Biao was blown away. "You actually managed to swing tickets?" He had looked online right after he had hung up with Fang Zhao. He had checked everything, be they freight vessels or chartered flights, anywhere he could secure seats.
But all flights for the next month had been completely sold out.
Wai was drawing tons of visitors after the establishment of the Wai Filmed Entertainment Culture Base. Most were the cast and crew of upcoming productions. The passengers were screened carefully, first when they bought tickets online and again prior to boarding. The tickets were also quite expensive, but that didn't stop the deluge of visitors. Many folks used their connections to land gopher jobs on upcoming TV productions so they would have an official cover to check out the legendary twin bases in person—the major research base and the filmed entertainment culture base.
But because of the limited number of seats, even production crews had to work their connections. 
Yan Biao had access to Wai because he worked for an investor in the filmed entertainment culture base, but first he had to land a space transport ticket.
"I'm no miracle worker. Boss got us tickets and sent me a message. The tickets were just issued," Zuo Yu responded.
Yan Biao fired up his tablet. Indeed, there was an unread message waiting for him. It was too noisy, so he had missed the reminder. He was used to using military-issue electronic equipment in the service and was still getting used to the new consumer electronic devices on Earth.
Yan Biao made a mental note to buy a better tablet when he got his first paycheck.
A week later, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu boarded a space vessel bound for Wai.
The Wai Filmed Entertainment Culture Base was now crammed with various productions that were renting space from the major investors. They had all signed contracts.
There were quite a few production crews leasing plots from the area that Fang Zhao had bought. Fang Zhao didn't have the time to deal with the paperwork; Duan Qianji had assigned someone to help him out.
But Duan Qianji was also busy and frequently delegated to her staff. The production crews paid their rent on time initially, but some tenants had started playing games when Fang Zhao's plot had started getting crowded. Tenants of the Silver Wing set were typically on time because they had dedicated staffers in charge of collecting rent. Meanwhile, production crews on Fang Zhao's plot had started owing back rent. These folks didn't dare take on Duan Qianji, but they thought Fang Zhao would let things slide.
Fang Zhao was willing to let production crews write IOUs or pay in installments, but the bottom line was that they had to show they intended to pay.
When he checked his books, he realized some tenants were messing with him this month.
It wasn't a big deal, and Fang Zhao was clearly in the right, so he didn't take the issue to Duan Qianji or the Wai military command. Zuo Yu was ridiculously free anyway, and Yan Biao had recovered. This was something for them to do. A former special forces and a retired major, both armed, would send the right message.
When Yan Biao and Zuo Yu arrived at the film studio complex and laid eyes on the clusters of replicated ancient buildings for the first time, they were blown away. Even though they had seen footage of the structures online, the real thing was more impressive.
Yan Biao took a look at his map and took a deep breath. "Wow—this entire plot belongs to boss?"
Zuo Yu triple-checked and nodded. "Yep, that's the plot."
Yan Biao was anxious to get started. "So, let's... go on patrol?" Walking in the streets of these sets felt like traveling through time. No wonder folks liked working here. Filming on a proper set definitely helped you get in character. Those talented actors would feel the difference. 
"Let's go." Zuo Yu started a quick trot.
They were careful to avoid production crews that were in the middle of shooting.
They spotted folks arguing and fighting when they walked past the replica of an ancient inn.
Zuo Yu scanned the surroundings. "Are they acting or is this for real?" He didn't see any cameras, and the folks at the center of the fight wore contrasting outfits. Some were in costume and others wore modern garb. 
"It's a real fight," Zuo Yu concluded. He asked, "Should we alert the soldiers stationed at the outpost nearby?"
Yan Biao flexed his arms and told Zuo Yu, "No need to bother the outpost over something minor like this. Let's keep track of what these folks damaged, and I'll take care of the rest."
He darted toward the crowd, yelling as he walked, "Hey, hey! What's going on? Stop fighting!" 
Followed by three punches, two kicks, and a slap that took down the most violent parties.
The injured folks stayed down for some time. Their heads were spinning.
The other folks retreated immediately after a quick look at the menacing Yan Biao and an approaching Zuo Yu. "Who... who are you?"
"Us?" Yan Biao's tanned face flashed a toothy grin. "Debt collectors."
Judging from their demeanor, the crowd quickly translated "debt collectors" as "gangsters after protection money."
This kind of shady sh*t is going down here already? So soon after the film studio complex opened for business? Isn't the military paying attention?
But come to think of it, this was no surprise. Mobsters collecting protection fees were common around shops and film sets in remote locations on Earth as well as stores on black streets. It wasn't far-fetched for criminals to branch out to foreign planets.
"Don't mess with us. We're going to alert the soldiers at the outpost," someone who appeared to be a leader warned Yan Biao and Zuo Yu while wearing a guarded expression.
"We're civil, law-abiding folks," Zuo Yu responded.
The surrounding crowd: "..." That claim would have been more credible if the two former soldiers hadn't flashed the holsters on their belts.
————
Within a week of Zuo Yu and Yan Biao's arrival at the filmed entertainment culture base, Fang Zhao had collected all his back rent and received payment covering the damage the fight had caused. 
Yan Biao gave Fang Zhao a briefing by phone.
"Some folks think they can stir trouble because the landlord isn't around. Boss, just me and Zuo Yu isn't enough. It is a big plot, after all. We can't resort to our guns when there are minor disputes. Using physical violence is also quite tiring. It's just the two of us, after all. Silver Wing has a dedicated team in charge of security. I paid them a visit. The team is made up of retired soldiers. We could put together a similar group, but we don't need that many people. Around 10 will do." Yan Biao continued, "I know some former soldiers who retired for various reason. Some of them were forced to retire because of injury, like I was, but I can vouch for their character."
Fang Zhao had been pondering the same issue. He readily accepted Yan Biao's suggestion. "Zuo Yu should be able to recommend some folks too."
"Understood."
Fang Zhao decided to send Yan Biao and Zuo Yu to the film studio complex first to collect back rent. Second, he also wanted boots on the ground. As the film studios got busier, trouble was bound to happen. Conflicts between different production crews wasn't uncommon.
After hanging up with Yan Biao, Fang Zhao checked his account balance.
Between his savings, payment for the scores he had written for the TV shows, and rental income from the filmed entertainment base, Fang Zhao had plenty of cash.
He planned on staging a concert after he finished his military service.
In Yanzhou, there were three leading performance venues: Five Notes, Vinyl Record, and Golden Age. The first two had strict standards when it came to choosing performers. The criteria was the number of prestigious music awards the performer had received.
The concert halls typically refused to rent to performers who weren't up to snuff.
That left the final option, which was the only venue that rented to anyone who paid: Golden Age. This was Fang Zhao's venue of choice.
Golden Age was the venue where the widest range of artists performed. The age of the average performer was also lower than at the two other venues. It was an important stepping stone for many up-and-coming musicians.
Xue Jing had also suggested Fang Zhao go for Golden Age. Lacking the requisite award wins, the other two concert halls were out of the question. Considering Fang Zhao's current status within the industry, given he hadn't won any top prizes, the only option was Golden Age.
But Golden Age also scared off many potential performers, because it was prohibitively expensive.
Fang Zhao checked the rates for Golden Age, then his account balance. He could afford the venue, although he wouldn't be left with much cash after renting it, but as long as he had endorsement deals lined up for after his military service, he wouldn't be totally strapped for cash. 
But precisely because Golden Age was available to anyone who could pay and its rates were exorbitant, it had a bad reputation. Purists refused to perform there, instead preferring to wait 10 or 20 years before renting the other two concert halls when they had accumulated the necessary accolades.
To prevent Fang Zhao from overthinking the matter, Xue Jing had counseled that even though Golden Age didn't enjoy the greatest reputation, it was a great venue for a newcomer, an ideal training ground. Whether it was too mass market or not was in the eye of the beholder.
"As long as you maintain a pure heart, you will always came out a winner." That had been Xue Jing's advice to Fang Zhao.
In fact, Xue Jing had no reason to worry. Fang Zhao knew very well that right now he needed a platform to showcase his talent.
Joseph had suggested hiring a PR company to launch a publicity blitz, but Fang Zhao had vetoed the idea.
If you didn't have the talent to back it up, a PR campaign could only get you so far. If you wanted the backing of major investors, that would be impossible, because they were all too smart to fall for such an act. They could detect a fraud from miles away.
It all came down to ability.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

"Second brother, the shops outside the new campus are not for rent. They're for sale only." Yun Zhibin said as he frowned.
The shops outside the new campus were in high demand now. Outside the school, whether it was a mini market, a stationery store or a restaurant, they were all raking in a steady profit. However, for some reason, the principal was only keen on selling and not renting. If someone wanted to rent, he had no choice but to wait for an investor to buy it before he could rent it. However, until now it hadn't been sold out yet.
The shop didn't have the value, but it would be unfortunate to give it up. Those who were especially rich would not be paying attention to a shop lot outside a high school. However, if those that didn't have that much money wanted to buy one, they would have to act quickly. Things might change once Yun Xiangxiang's movie hits theatres.
"Second brother, I have discussed it with the school. Forget the shops outside the school. There's a high possibility the school will let you rent one inside the school." Yun Zhibin wasn't the type to leave family high and dry.
"In the school!" Yun Zhiwu shouted. He didn't even dare think about that.
High school students weren't allowed to leave the school except after school ended. It was impossible for the shops outside to achieve the same profits as the shops inside the school.
"It's in the school, but it's still not confirmed. I'm just letting you know in advance." That's what Yun Zhibin said, but he would never say something unless he was already 90% sure. "You do know that a film was shot on the new campus, Xiangxiang is in it. I made this request when I agreed to let Xiangxiang participate."
The reason the principal agreed to it was indeed because of this exchange of favor. It was uncertain how good the movie was, but it was not an insignificant little project. It just had a budget that was comparatively lesser, but it was still a proper film.
Even if this film didn't get popular, Zhou Wei graduated from a prestigious school. Who knew whether he would become famous one day? That's why this film meant a lot to the school. Not to mention Zhou Wei didn't pay a dime for the location, so he must have given the school some other benefits.
Someone had to run the shops inside the school, so it was not a big deal to give it to Yun Zhibin.
"There's a condition; you have to provide subsidies for stationery and study materials to the poor students." This was the biggest reason Yun Zhibin was helping his brother; it was easier to talk to his own family.
"Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang, second uncle thanks you. You're really the lucky star of our family!" Yun Zhiwu's face was flushing. The condition that Yun Zhibin mentioned was not an issue to him. A school only had a certain amount of poor students, even if he sponsored all of them, he would still be making huge profits. "When is your film premiering? Our entire family should go see it!"
"Tomorrow," Yun Xiangxiang answered politely.
"Then shall we all go and watch the film tomorrow?" Yun Zhiwu said to everyone.
It was a movie that a family member was in, so even if they didn't like it, they still had to show some support. Yun Zhiwu invited everyone as he waved his hand.
"Caring Love" already had advanced screenings, and movie critics who watched it already wrote their reviews. There were a number of Lunar New Year movies, including a famous director's commercial film and a kung fu film featuring a kung fu movie superstar. These two movies had shocking presales; one had over 70,000,000 and the other over 50,000,000. "Caring Love" only had over 600,000 in presales. It couldn't even make up the small number of presales of others...
Yun Xiangxiang skimmed through the reviews of movies about to premiere. Maybe it was because there weren't many reviews, but "Caring Love" had the least nitpicks.
Four Seasons group chat
[Wei Shanshan: The film is premiering soon. I'm so nervous; this is my first time!]
[Fang Nanyuan: Don't worry. Surely someone will cherish your first time.]
[Yi Yan: At the advanced screenings, the seniors acknowledged us. I think it won't be too bad.]
[Wei Shanshan: {(´Oƪ)} We're competing with Director Zhao and movie superstar Lee. I'm not confident at all. If I weren't the lead in this movie, I would've gone to see both their movies {😢}.]
[Yun Xiangxiang: Happy Lunar New Year. Go to bed early. Once you wake up tomorrow you'll see the results.]
[Wei Shanshan: !!!]
[Yi Yan: {😲}{😲}]
[Fang Nanyuan: I'm envious of people who can sleep right now. I'm going to play a few rounds of my game.]
[Wei Shanshan: God Nan, take me with you!!!]
[Yun Xiangxiang: Beauty is the result of a good night's sleep. I'm going to bed, goodnight.]
This night, among the four, only Yun Xiangxiang could sleep early. Out of habit, she turned her phone off when she slept, and when she woke up the next morning, the Four Seasons group chat had 99+ notifications. She read all of it seriously. "Caring Love" exceeded ten million in box office sales. Of course, the other two had already exceeded a hundred million, but they had an advantage. That was having the highest word-of-mouth score.
Buying tickets online was the trend now. Online ticket sales had a recommended section that featured the film with the highest box office sales or the film with the best word-of-mouth score. This allowed the film to receive more attention, increasing its sales. Zhou Wei was so incredibly happy, he sent a big red packet to the group chat.
[Wei Shanshan: Xiangxiang, you're trending on Weibo!]
Yun Xiangxiang opened Weibo's trending page. The last title was called #the most beautiful school belle#
After clicking on it, the page was filled with pictures of the movie that were obviously taken in the theatre with a phone. It resulted in dim and blurry pictures. There were even a number of people that taped an entire scene.
That scene was when Yang Qi heard that Wei You died by electrocution at the internet cafe. She stopped by the corner where Wei You stopped the longest whenever he walked her home. She leaned against the wall and lifted her head slightly, trying her best to not let herself cry. The muscles in her face didn't twitch as much, but the pain deep in her eyes was evident. A lone tear escaped from the corner of her eye, sliding down her pale cheeks, and her hands were trembling uncontrollably.
That extreme endurance, pain, despair and remorse were all heavily exaggerated.
The comments below were full of yelling. Some asking who the school belle was; some asking what film it was from.
Sure enough, only appearance mattered. No matter what, Yun Xiangxiang, a regular person, got herself into the trending page purely on her face.
As more and more people walked into the theatres. Whether it was because they were attracted to Yun Xiangxiang's face or because they failed to get tickets for the other two popular movies, more people were beginning to choose "Caring Love." Most of them walked out of the theatre with solemn faces and red eyes.
When Yun Xiangxiang, wearing a hat, came to the theatre to watch the movie with her entire family, she saw a young girl in her teens hugging an older girl in her twenties and bawling.
She said insistently as she sobbed, "Did Yang Qi like Wei You? She must have because she wouldn't have cried with such despair at the place he sent her off. If she knew that Wei You got his head beaten up there and suffered a sequela from that, causing him to trip at the internet cafe, knocking over a cup of water and getting electrocuted, would she feel even more despair?"
Someone else said, "If it weren't for Xu Chen's overbearing parents, their premature relationship wouldn't have gotten exposed and one of them wouldn't be forced to change classes. Yang Qi definitely would have accepted Wei You. Every night, tired after studying, she would take out the gift Wei You gave her and caressed it gently with care. She was just scared that Wei You would get removed from the elite class like Qi Xiaoran. That's why she steeled herself to draw the line clearly between them."
"A lonely genius and a young internet addict like Wei You turned over a new leaf for Yang Qi's sake. He always looked at Yang Qi with so much warmth in his eyes. Ah! Why did they get this sort of treatment?"


Yun Xiangxiang was a well-regarded celebrity in her previous life. 
This life, she wants to be a proper actor. 
Have a good reputation, rather have nothing than everything and not rely on the words from her fans. The products are quality. Firmly plant her own feet to the ground and only rely on herself to take the throne, step by step. 
Yet, she accidentally got entangled with a world-class big shot.
Ever since then, the world-class big shot followed her on Weibo. He would gift her advanced technological goods for protection. Create rings that no one else can wear but her. He would glorify her family name so he can go through fire to watch over. 
Until he finally embraced her, "It's too dangerous for you. You can only be safe if you become my wife." 
Yun Xiangxiang: ...


Dave Saunders walked home from his night shift thinking of how his life was proceeding. It did not go as he had planned to. He graduated from his university with average grades. It didn't help out how he tried to apply for many jobs that he could find. All failed and he was slowly losing hope. His job paid the minimum and he was barely scrapping by. The Snow was falling tonight as the winter season has arrived. It was cold and Dave could only walk home to his apartment. Not riding the bus or a taxi was never in his mind because he wanted to his save. Riding could save him a few minutes but if he would do that he wouldn't survive in the city and his dreams of becoming successful would be over in a blink of an eye. 

As he was walking, he did not mind on what was happening in his surroundings and he had a lot on going through on his mind. He did not know that a luxurious car was fast approaching and due to his jacket being black it made the driver hard to see Dave. As the car was getting nearer the driver barely noticed Dave and tried to evade causing it to crash into a nearby building. Dave was shocked of the accident and hurriedly made his way to the car checking how driver the driver was. Dave knocked on the door as he cannot see the inside as it was heavily tinted. There was no response and Dave was having a bad feeling. The Car was producing smoke and that was not a good indicator. He immediately dialed 911 and told them to come as soon as possible giving them the exact location. As Dave was familiar of the area he gave the exact spot where they were. Everyday he would walk pass through here making him so familiar of the place. The smoke coming from the car was intensifying and Dave thought it was getting worse. There was still no movement or response inside. He could only think of one thing and that was to smash the window glass. He tried ramming his body but he couldn't even make a crack. So, he hurriedly found a piece of metal lying around near the trash and smash the luxurious car window. 

It worked and the window cracked and with the final blow the window was shattered. The person sitting on the driver seat was a beautiful girl unconscious. He thought he have seen this beautiful girl in the past. The blonde color of her hair made it seem though that she was famous. He somehow recalled that they were similar to that person in the hair product commercial. He dragged her out of the car and far away as possible because it might blow up anytime. As Dave was finally 20 meters away from the car it exploded. He sighed as he was able to save her in time. He was partially at fault for walking in the street causing the accident to happen. If he were only aware of his surroundings more then the accident could have been prevented. 

Soon the authorities began to arrive and a firetruck watered the fiery car on the building it crashed on. The police began to question Dave of what happened. He said his part of how he was walking unawares and how he was almost ran overed by the car. He explained it to them that the car evaded causing it to crash and explode. The girl was with the paramedics and was identified as VR Gaming Star Aurora of a popular online game. It caused a stir because of how popular she was. VR has one become of one the most biggest things in the entertainment industry. It made the poor became rich. You need only the skills and the brain to succeed in the VR online world.  Aurora or her IGN was popular woked up and was then informed of what had happened regarding the accident. She looked at Dave and told the police that questioned her that she did not want it to escalate. Dave was then told and he also did not want any trouble. 

Soon the media began to arrive and was flocking their way to Aurora questioning her of what had happened. Dave made his exit and quietly walked towards his apartment he was kinda guilty of the accident if he was more careful then there would be no accident. Dave arrived inside his room in the apartment he was living. It was small but he did not complain. A lot had happened today and he was glad that none of it would costs him money. Dave showered first and changed his clothes then lied on the bed as he slowly drifted into sleep. 

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. 
The Alarm was as loud as ever Dave did not want to come late as he set it as early as possible. As he was about to leave the apartmet he noticed there was a piece of paper on the floor. It was folded and as he opened and read it. He was shocked because the letter came from aurora. She was thankful for saving her as she explained her side that she was not clear-headed last night and nearly ran him over. She also told him not to worry on how she got his address. She also stated that she gave him money for his troubles and that he earned it. Dave appreaciated the thought but he never begged for money. He locked his apartment door and soon was greeted by his Land Lord. 
"Dave! Your rent last month and this month.  I want it today!"
The Land Lord said loudly.
Dave worked overtime and he saved as much as he could but it would not still make the amount needed to pay for his rent but he suddenly remembered that Aurora gave him a reward money. He checked the note again and it said that the money was already transfered to his Bank Account. The girl was mysterious and also popular he did not know she got his information. He shuddered thinking about it on how easy people are being tracked nowadays. 

He opened his phone and the App myBanks and saw the notification. 
[50,000 USD has been transfered to your account.]

Dave was mind blown. He did not expect that a simple gesture of thanks would give him Fifty-Thousand. Dave quickly approached his Land Lord and said that he was going to pay now. The Land Lord was surprised as Dave would not pay on time but he always thought how poor the people that were living on his apartment. 
"Dave, I know its hard on you but you can pay me later."
Dave smiled. "No. I have the money already because of good luck I can pay you right now."
Dave knew that this Land lord of his was always considerate of the people here even though that he was loud.
Ding.. 
[Transaction Complete]
Dave paid his Land Lord 1000 USD in rent. The Land lord did not stay any longer and Dave walked out of his apartment. 
Beeep. Beeep. Beep. 
Dave looked at his cellphone whom was calling him. "Oh, its Max. Yo, What's up man?"
"Dude, you okay? Are you still working on that dump?"
"Yeah. I'm on my way there."
"Dude, you have to stop working there and play Gen-W. I can lend you the money to buy the VR machine. I've been making bucks with the VR Game. 1 Credit is equivalent to 1 USD. Playing is like working there."
"I have to think about it but I don't need money if I decide to play it later. I can buy it with my own."
"Are you sure? Let me know if you need any help. Once your inside the game, search me up with my UserName [Dark Titan]."
"Cool Name. Sounds like you. Hahahaha"
"Hahaha. See ya later."
Max was a black american and a tall one at that. He is 6'10 and Dave was only 5'10. That was the reason Dave started calling him Titan back in the University they met. Max was always absent on his classes and focused on gaming until he dropped out when he became successful enough and could support his own. Dave finished university but barely. 

Dave had thought that it was viable if he would start gaming. With the money that he had he could easily buy the equipment needed to start VR. He looked up the online stores that was selling the VR equipment and saw the prices. 

[ADM VR-X 5600 TXX $3500]
[NDVA VR-TX 2060TII $3600]
[ADM VR-X 5700 TXX $5000]
[NDVA VR-TX 2080TII $5100]
 
There was a lot of machines to choose from but Dave made his choice to buy the most expensive one that he could find. He read that to game for a long time in a VR machine he needed those top-of-the-line equipment to nourish his body and the INTL 4X400 i9000-1k was the choice. It was from the group called International. It eclipsed all other brands and could support up to 20 hours gaming time real life. It costed dave $6000 and 100 dollar delivery. It would take about half-a-day before arriving. Dave had proceeded to his workplace and saw that everybody was working as usual when he arrived. He didn't go over to his work station but gone over to his boss to resign. 

"What? You're quitting? Why? You're one of the most hard working and you said you needed a raise. How are you going to survive the city if you have no work."
" I have found an opportunity and I must thank you for all that you've done.'

Gen-W, a VR Online game where people can change and upgrade their genetical structure to gain power.

"What are we betting?" Dalton immediately asked excitedly.
Li Du remained poker-faced. "The loser is whoever makes the least amount of profit during the auction, has to provide a piece of reliable information on a storage unit."
Andrew did not even consider this. "Ha! Kid, don't even dream about it. You're just a rookie, what kind of quality information do you have to trade? It's different for me, any information I give would be able to feed you for a year!" he said mockingly.
Again with that phrase. The people who had participated in the buzzer-beater bet rolled their eyes.
"If we win, then it proves that our observational skills and the channels that we have are better than yours," Li Du laughed. "But yes, in this case, the information that the loser provides isn't as good as the information the winner already has. But life isn't just about earning money, and winning itself is also a form of pleasure."
Hans applauded, "That's right, if you want to win, then you must be willing to raise your stakes!"
"Of course, he has to feel confident that he can win," Li Du said, adding fuel to the fire.
Andrew looked at them furiously. "Alright, let's make a bet. For which auction we will be competing at, I will let you know soon."
Reginald asked with a smirk, "How about letting us be the referees for this?"
"So be it," Andrew said, putting on his sunglasses and leaving.
Dalton shrugged. "He didn't pay us for this five-star meal."
Li Du sat without another word, and just ruthlessly began wolfing down the food.
Once full, the pair left.
When they drove onto the road, Hans immediately shouted, "Hey! What's wrong with you today? Why were you so hot-headed that you made a bet with Andrew? That isn't your style."
"You saw the atmosphere," Li Du said, "that guy made this party to mock and instigate us. I couldn't just let them be, could I?"
Hans swallowed his saliva. "You're right, screw those *ssholes!"
Li Du continued, "More importantly, don't we need information on auctions? Why not make a bet? Whether we win or lose, at the very least, we might get information on a good unit."
Hearing this, Hans thought for a while, and said, "Yeah, that Andrew does have a lot more sources of information than we do. The auctions those in the Hundred Thousand Club participate in will be good."
"Also," Li Du said, "I didn't say that the loser had to give up the goods they got to the winning party. I only said that they had to provide a piece of valuable information.
"If we lose, just give him some random information. If he loses, what he gives us will be good."
"Why?" Hans asked.
Li Du pointed to his temple. "Use a bit more of this. What are we? Rookies, the lowest of the treasure hunters. We have nothing to lose, but if Andrew doesn't give us something good, then that would hurt his reputation, and he can't afford that."
Hans smiled. "Hey, dude, I just realized you're pretty smart."
"If you spend less time sleeping around with women you meet on the streets, I'm sure you'll be able to preserve some cells in your brain."
"Ha! Don't lecture me. Save that energy to take care of Andrew."
When they arrived home, they first went on the Internet to look at the First-Generation iPhone that they had listed on E-Bay. They decided not to sell it to a collector and instead put it up online.
Hans didn't fix a price. Instead, he started an online auction, setting the starting bid at 20,000 dollars; this was also the lowest offer he could accept.
In the end, after attending the party, they returned to see that the bid had gone up by 5,000, reaching 25,000.
Seeing this, the two happily high-fived. "Why did we sell our previous stuff directly?" Li Du asked. "We could have sold it in online auctions."
"I just praised you on the road, and now you're making me regret it. Not everything is suitable for online auctions. Only things that people are interested in, things that can't be obtained by ordinary methods, will make these auctions work," Hans said.
After looking at the bid, Li Du went to search for houses.
He got lucky. He managed to find a decent house, not too far, about two streets away. The house was situated in a district called Pine Tree Tops, which was a popular middle-class district.
The house for rent was one with a secondary bedroom, with all the proper furniture and appliances. It asked for 450 dollars a month, and he would only have to pay extra for the safety deposit. This place seemed promising.
Li Du went to make a call. The owner's name was Felix. They agreed to meet in the afternoon the next day.
Andrew hadn't yet given them any information. Since they were free, he brought Hans to look at the house.
As Hans drove, he said, "Calling me was the right choice. Dude, I'm familiar with everyone in Flagstaff. Too familiar. I know everyone, so I can give you a lot of advice on the character of whom you'll be dealing with."
The car had almost reached their destination. The environment was clean and green. Every household had their garden and yards trimmed neatly.
Seeing the serene landscape, Li Du mumbled:
"In the blue night
frost haze, the sky glows
with the moon
pine tree tops
bend snow-blue, fade
into sky, frost, starlight.
The creak of boots.
Rabbit tracks, deer tracks,
what do we know."
"What are you mumbling?" Hans asked.
Li Du looked at him in surprise. "You don't know this? "Pine Tree Tops?" What I just recited was Pine Tree Tops, which is probably what this district was named after."
Pine Tree Tops was the work of American Poet, Gary Snyder. He was renowned as a master in the clarity of his lyrics; they were indifferent, but clear and meditative.
Hans shrugged. "Poems? Who cares about those? I only care about pop music. Alright, Number 15, Block B. This is the place. Let's see who's living here."
The two knocked, and a well-built African-American walked out. Seeing them, the man asked, "Who are you guys looking for? Oh, Is this Mr. Li from China?"
This man was Felix. Li Du shook his hand and could feel that he was very strong. When they were shaking, Li Du wanted to pull back his hand but realized he couldn't.
Felix was a friendly man; he embraced the two of them, and then they walked into the house. "Don't be shy, guys, come, come. Feel free to look and see if it suits you."
Taking the opportunity when Felix moved a few feet away from them, Li Du asked quietly, "You know him?"
Hans showed a rare expression of embarrassment. "Um, I… I… don't think he's familiar."
Felix heard this, and laughed, "Oh, I came to Flagstaff not too long ago, just about half a year."
Hans shrugged, and said quietly, "See, you can't blame me. Half a year ago I was still in Phoenix."
Li Du also shrugged. He went to look at the living room and then the secondary bedroom. He was quite satisfied with it. The place was clean and tidy, suiting his preferences.
When he went past the master bedroom, he hesitated for a moment, and let the bug in.
With the way things were going, he was planning to rent the place, but he was suspicious of Felix. To be safe, he wanted to use the bug to scout.
As a result, the bug flew into the master bedroom, and he was stunned!


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

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