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Eat, train and sleep. That is what Kim MinJoon’s life consisted of... he strived towards his dream to debut, but life was often unfair.

With his barely average looks and mediocre skills, reality soon hit him. He wasn’t what the entertainment circle was looking for. 

But still, he trained for hours on end, deluding himself. He kept training until one day...

He collapsed.

Lying in the empty practice room with his consciousness fading, he laughed weakly at his stupidity.
Closing his eyes he wished for another chance,  a chance to debut, a chance to better to himself.

-

“What the hell!” Kim Minjoon touched his face, no wait, this wasn’t his face!

Hazel eyes, chocolate brown hair, pouty red lips...

“Was I given a second chance..?”

But his eyes couldn’t help but trail over to the almost game like status bar by his reflection...

Kim Minjoon (17 years of age):

                                 STATS -

LVL 1 

Health: 10

Stamina: 10

Strength: 10 

Agility: 5

                                 SKILLS - 

Dance: 5

Vocal: 5

Acting: 2

I never know about it... Until my child is born and he has horn protruding from his head.
Eh?? My child is a demon? Moreover he is the heir for the demon king throne. Wait!! That means, my wife is the demon king???

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Top 10: +5 chapter / week
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I never know about it... Until my child is born and he has horn protruding from his head.
Eh?? My child is a demon? Moreover he is the heir for the demon king throne. Wait!! That means, my wife is the demon king???

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"What would I be betting on?"

The man smiled thinking that he caught another gambler in his sights. He was a bookie who arranges the bets made in the ranking facility. He saw that a newcomer had come inside the building and he immediately approached Hugh.

"Generally, you bet on who wins and loses the fights. There are other more complicated betting like betting on the specific minutes the fight would take and so on."

Hugh looked towards the middle of the fight where there was a clear winner due to the extent of the injuries sustained by the other party. The bookie saw Hugh's line of sight and spoke.

"You can't bet right now because the fight had already started. You can bet on the next fight though."

"...."

Hugh kept silent and observed the fight going on in the middle. Both of the fighters were using their Desire by projecting it outwards into a focal point. This indicated that the two of them were at the very least in the 1st advancement. Hugh calculated the power exerted by both of them and concluded that he wouldn't lose in a fight against them.

"These guys are both F-rank in the 1st advancement. Their desire intensity is about 200."

"Desire intensity?"

"Yeah, don't you know? Desire intensity is the most basic way to know how powerful a person is. It indicates the quality of your Desire but it does not take into account the fighting skills of the person."

The bookie then pointed his hands at a flatscreen display to the wall at the right. The text displayed rankings from the top 10 and below for different advancement levels. There were rankings for the unadvanced, the same for the 1st advancement, the second advancement, and so on.

"See that? That's the current rankings, the best of the best in this world."

"What's the Desire intensity of those people?"

Hugh inquired about how the rankings worked and how the Desire intensity played a role in the rankings.

"You know what, let me just give you this pamphlet."

The bookie took out a blank piece of paper from his pockets and gave it to Hugh. Once Hugh touched the paper, it disappeared from his hands and a display appeared in his vision.

<Desire Intensity>

Unadvanced: 0-200
1st advancement: 200-400
2nd advancement: 400-600
3rd advancement: 600-900
4th advancement: 900-1200
5th advancement: 1200<

<Close>

"The way the Desire intensity works is that once you advance in ranks, your desire intensity will advance with you but the amount it increases is up to your talent. 

For example, an S-rank unadvanced has S-level talent therefore his Desire intensity will be 200, which is the best quality of Desire. Once he ranks up to 1st advancement F-rank, then his Desire intensity will approximately be 266.

Compare that to another S-rank unadvanced with F-level talent then his Desire intensity will be less than 200, like 160. When he ranks up to 1st advancement F-rank, then his Desire Intensity will approximately be around 210."

The bookie explained to him how the Desire intensity worked and he now understood the way it worked. E burning question remained in his mind. What would be his Desire intensity? When he was tested for his talent, he found out that he had an F-level talent but that was before the Fat God System activated on him. He didn't know if his talent would change or not.

"How about those in the power ranking for the unadvanced, what are their Desire intensities?"

"The man in the first position in the ranking has a Desire intensity of 199. He's a one-in-a-million talent that only comes every hundreds of years or so. You might have heard of him, he's quite famous in the news."

"....."

Hugh didn't answer and looked unimpressed by the accomplishments of the top 1 spot in the power ranking. The bookie was speechless that Hugh wasn't amazed by their top spot so he doubled down on the praise.

"His name is Sader, you have got to know him right? He's famous on Earth and attends the famous school, Blacklade!"

Hugh still had an unassuming face as he looked at the bookie with disinterest in his eyes. The bookie relaxed and assumed that Hugh was ignorant and didn't know how strong 199 Desire intensity is or he didn't know how prestigious Blacklade academy was. He just chalked up Hugh's indifference to naivety. However, he couldn't believe what Hugh said next.

"What happens if I get into the top 10?"

The bookies' jaw was on the ground and even the people close enough to hear Hugh's unassuming voice turned around and faced them. In their faces was disbelief and some assumed that Hugh was joking.

"HAHAHAHAHA"

The bookie started laughing which cause a chain effect that carried on to the people looking at Hugh. They laughed at the absurdity of his question and laughed at the confidence he had. They had to wipe the tears in their eyes as they looked at Hugh. When they saw that he had the same deadpan face, they had to stop laughing and look at him seriously.

"What happens if I get into the top 10?"

Everyone was dead silent and even some of the spectators of the fight in the middle stopped to look at the commotion that was happening. They could not believe his words yet he repeated it for all of them to hear it clearly.

The bookie looked at Hugh's entire body up and down. He saw the white hair and the sharp jawline, a good trait to sway the ladies but useless in a fight. He looked at Hugh's muscle and saw good proportions and volume. It looked like Hugh could take on a fight properly with just the muscles alone but it wasn't enough to be put into the top 10. The top 10 was only reserved for the best of the best. They rarely show up in the ranking facility unannounced and without an entourage.

Usually, those who were in the top 10 were already established in the real world, so signing up in the ranking facility was merely a formality. Hugh showed up here alone and didn't know anything about the Desire intensity and the ranking. Being in the top 10 cannot be merely obtained by anybody.

"You have guts kid, but the top 10 can't be obtained by some mere nobody."

"Just answer my question."

The bookie looked directly into Hugh's eyes and saw that he wasn't relenting. He didn't know if it was just stupidity or he had some kind of ace in the hole. If the bookie had to guess, then it was just stupidity. After seconds of waiting, the bookie answered Hugh.

"For the unadvanced ranking, you'll get
10,000 for the top 10 
30,000 for the top 3 
40,000 for the top 2
50,000 for the top 1"

With 10,000 points, Hugh will be able to complete his daily mission and upgrade his armor. He felt confident in getting into the top 10 and maybe even the top 3. With power flowing in his body and his veins, he felt like nothing could stop him.

After hearing the information from the bookie, Hugh immediately turned around and left. This made the crowd that was watching him become disinterested thinking that Hugh gave up. Only the bookie looked at Hugh and shouted in his direction.

"Where are you going?"

Without turning around, Hugh stopped in his tracks and spoke in a normal voice.

"To get into the top 10"

After saying his piece, the disinterested crowd became enraged and infuriated that Hugh was confident enough to take the top 10 spot. The crowd became wild as they discussed amongst themselves how Hugh will fail and what his Desire intensity will be.

"Hear that kid? He says he'll reach the top 10."

"No way! That kid? He looks like he lifts but that doesn't matter in the Desire intensity."

"Is he like an up-and-coming talent from some rich background?"

"No, I heard he's a nobody."

"Yeah, I also heard that he's a poor man that stole a capsule to play this game."

"What? Why did I hear different? I heard he was a rich young master that came here to play with us, low mortals."

Different rumors and speculations about Hugh's background came to their ears as gossip spread around the ranking facility.

The bookie smelled the opportunity as he immediately took this chance to earn some money.

"Who would like to bet?"

As soon as the bookie shouted his proposal, the spectators rushed to his place to make some quick and easy money. A majority of the people believed that Hugh will not reach the top 10, some liked to bet against the odds so they bet that Hugh will get into the top 10.

"I'd like to bet 500 on him not being in the top 10"

"I bet 1000 that he wouldn't even reach 160 Desire intensity!"

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“FAT GOD SYSTEM ACTIVATED

USING EXCESS FAT AS MANA......”

Hugh’s body suddenly started to convulse and constrict. He felt pain all over his body as his muscles started to spasm and his skin started to shrink. Sweat started to drip all over his body and onto his shirt. The pain was so intolerable that he fainted.

Once he awoke, he finds that his body has now become fit and healthy. His muscles were defined and his jawline became sharp. His previous black hair had now become white. He could feel the power coursing through his body.

“1 minute until the body has no more fat and loses all power. Warning! Please eat more food to maintain your transformation.”

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Humanity has explored the Milky Way and now wants to conquer other galaxies. After meeting a strange intelligent life form called ‘Baras’, humanity regressed back into the solar system and other neighboring systems near Earth.

Those that explored other galaxies brought with them knowledge and mysterious items that suddenly brought forth dungeons, mysterious forests, mutated animals, and a new power in humans. Desire.

Hugh is a poor and obese 17 year old who doesn’t have the riches and talent to unlock his Desire. He is very smart though, that’s why he enrolled in a prestigious academy that fosters new talent whether they have Desire or not.

Updates daily after my finals

I especially commissioned a portrait of Hugh in his transformation. That is him on the cover. If you are on mobile, pull down to see him in HD.

Aula Penukaran Merit selalu ramai seperti biasanya. Orang-orang berdatangan ke sana demi menukarkan poin meritnya.
Ketika Zhang Ruochen dan rekan-rekannya tiba di aula, mereka pun langsung menjadi pusat perhatian.
"Itu adalah Zhang Ruochen. Padahal, belum lama dia berkunjung untuk menukarkan meritnya, tapi dia kembali ke Aula Penukaran Merit."
"Apa kau belum mendengarnya? Zhang Ruochen pergi ke Wilayah Utara, dan bertempur di Gunung Xianji. Dia menghancurkan 200 ribu pasukan Deathkin. Banyak Shenzi dan Shennu yang musnah dalam pertempuran tersebut."
"Bagaimana mungkin? Pasukan Deathkin adalah salah satu di antara 3 klan terkuat Dunia Neraka. Kemampuan mereka berada di atas rata-rata. Sedangkan pasukan Deathkin di Gunung Xianji adalah para kultivator elit. Bagaimana mungkin Zhang Ruochen sanggup mengalahkan mereka sendirian?"
"Kabar itu memang benar adanya. Salah satu rekan klanku sempat pergi ke Basecamp Wilayah Utara. Dia juga ikut bertempur di Gunung Xianji. Saat itu, dia melihat Zhang Ruochen menghancurkan Altar Kematian dan 200 ribu pasukan Deathkin dengan mata kepalanya sendiri. Bukan hanya itu, Zhang Ruochen juga mengambil Pohon Suci Utama, dan sempat berselisih dengan beberapa elit di basecamp. Kabarnya, Master Yunhai meregang nyawa akibat merebut pohon tersebut."
"Master Yunhai juga terbunuh? Padahal dia sanggup mengalahkan Supreme Saint Netherwilt."
...
Ketika itu, pandangan mata semua orang mendadak berubah.
Tidak banyak yang melihat pertempuran di Pemakaman Pedang Pluto, hingga mereka tak percaya dengan kemampuan Zhang Ruochen.
Tapi saat pertempuran di Gunung Xianji terjadi, ratusan ribu kultivator melihatnya secara langsung. Sangat sulit untuk memalsukan informasi tersebut. Agar bisa mendapatkan pencapaian sebesar itu, mereka perlu belajar dari Zhang Ruochen.
Secara natural, Zhang Ruochen mendengar diskusi mereka, tapi dia sama sekali tidak peduli dengan perkataan mereka, dan langsung berjalan lurus menuju Ranking Merit Saint King. Dia sudah tidak sabar lagi ingin menukarkan poin meritnya.
Selama darah Deathkin dituangkan dari dalam botol permata, maka seketika itu pula poin meritnya meningkat drastis. Peringkatnya juga bertambah.
Tidak lama kemudian, poin meritnya mencapai angka 3.5 milyar. Peringkatnya berada di top 10.000 dan mendekati peringkat sosok nomor satu dari Daratan Guanghan.
Setelah menuangkan darah Deathkin dan jiwa suci mereka dari dalam botol, maka poin merit Zhang Ruochen pun mulai menyentuh angka 6.6 milyar, dan jauh mengungguli Saint King dari Daratan Guanghan.
Kini, peringkatnya kembali bertambah dan bertengger di posisi 3.342. Peringkat itu sudah sangat tinggi, karena dia baru saja mengakumulasikannya dalam waktu singkat.
Sebagian besar lainnya mengumpulkan poin mereka selama ratusan, atau bahkan ribuan tahun demi bisa mendapatkan peringkat yang diduduki olehnya sekarang ini.
"6.6 milyar poin merit."
Pada saat ini, seisi Aula Penukaran Merit mendadak hening. Mereka semua tercengang dengan perolehan poin Zhang Ruochen dan peringkatnya di Ranking Merit Saint King.
Dalam kurun waktu kurang dari satu bulan, ternyata Zhang Ruochen berhasil mengumpulkan 3.1 milyar poin. Memang sejak kapan poin merit begitu mudah dikumpulkan?
"Aku benar-benar iri dengan Zhang Ruochen. Dia masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King dalam waktu singkat. Sebab, dia bisa mendapatkan Chi Merit, yang bermanfaat bagi tubuh dan jiwa sucinya. Selain itu, dia juga bisa mendapatkan Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light, yang tidak akan bisa dibeli dengan uang." Kata Saint King berambut ungu.
"Armor macam apa itu?" tanya seseorang dengan tampang penasaran.
Saint King berambut ungu menjelaskan. "Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light adalah armor level tinggi yang diproduksi oleh Istana Dewa Merit. Daya pertahanannya sangat luar biasa, bahkan Supreme Saint Netherwilt tidak akan sanggup menghancurkannya. Yang jauh lebih penting, armornya dapat melepaskan sepuluh ribu kali kecepatan suara, hingga dapat digunakan untuk menyerang maupun bertahan. Yang jelas, armor itu dapat membantu banyak."
"Kalau menilai dari kekuatan armornya, kenapa Istana Dewa Merit tidak memproduksi dengan jumlah yang lebih banyak?"
Seseorang terlihat kebingungan.
Saint King berambut ungu menggelengkan kepala dan berkata, "Setiap pembuatan Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light membutuhkan banyak harta karun. Karena nilainya yang sangat tinggi, maka mereka tidak akan bisa memproduksinya dalam jumlah besar."
"Berdasarkan aturan di Istana Dewa Merit, jika kau ingin memilikinya secara permanen, maka kau harus berada di top 10 ribu selama 500 tahun. Jika dia sampai terdepak dari top 10 ribu, maka Istana Dewa Merit akan mengambilnya kembali."
Dia pernah masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King dan sempat dipinjami armornya dalam beberapa periode. Sayangnya, dia terdepak dari top 10 ribu dan harus mengembalikan armornya. Sejak saat itu, dia tidak pernah bisa mendapatkannya lagi.
Beberapa tahun yang lalu, dia hanya memerlukan 3 milyar poin merit untuk masuk ke top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King. Tapi selama beberapa tahun terakhir, persyaratannya terus meningkat. Sekarang ini, minimal diperlukan 4 milyar poin merit untuk masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu.
Di depan Ranking Merit Saint King, Chi Merit mulai bermunculan dan melingkupi Zhang Ruochen.
Siapapun yang masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Biksu akan mendapatkan manfaat tersebut.
Sebenarnya, tubuh dan jiwa Zhang Ruochen sudah sama-sama kuat. Setelah terkena Chi Merit, maka tubuh dan jiwanya pun menjadi semakin solid.
Setelah mendapatkan suntikan merit, maka armor aneh – yang memancarkan cahaya perak – muncul di udara dan secara otomatis terpasang di tubuh Zhang Ruochen.
Armornya sangat pas dengan postur tubuhnya, seakan memang didesain untuk Zhang Ruochen.
Setelah mengenakan armornya, maka Zhang Ruochen pun terlihat lebih heroik dan luar biasa, bagaikan Dewa Pertempuran, yang telah melanglang buana di medan pertempuran.
"Selamat, kakak, karena sudah masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King dan mendapatkan Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light." Kata Feng Yan sambil tersenyum.
Zhang Ruochen tersenyum. "Kebetulan sekali aku tidak punya armor bagus. Perjalanan di Wilayah Utara memang sangat bermanfaat."
"Istana Dewa Merit telah mempersiapkan empat jenis armor bagi siapapun yang berada di peringkat tinggi. Armor ini dapat melepaskan seribu, dua ribu, lima ribu, bahkan sepuluh ribu kecepatan suara. Armornya ditujukan kepada mereka yang masuk ke dalam top 10.000, top 1.000, top 100, dan top 10."
"Istana Dewa Merit sangat memperhatikan mereka yang masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King. Lagipula, mereka mampu memainkan peranan besar di Medan Pertempuran Merit. Maka dari itu, mereka membuat armor khusus untuk menunjang kemampuan para elit."
Feng Yan menjelaskannya sambil tersenyum. Dia paham dengan hal tersebut.
Jika bukan karena manfaat besar seperti itu, lantas kenapa semua orang ingin masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King?
Mungkin di luar sana masih ada armor serupa, tapi armor semacam itu pasti sangat langka. Sebanyak apapun kekayaan Saint King, mereka tidak akan bisa membelinya.
Zhang Ruochen menatap Ranking Merit Saint King dan melihat sosok di peringkat 9.325. Dia adalah Ji Kongyuan, satu-satunya orang di Daratan Guanghan yang masuk ke Ranking Merit Saint King.
Ji Kongyuan merupakan putra pertama Kaisar Jimie, dan punya bakat yang luar biasa. Dia masuk ke top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint sejak beberapa tahun silam, dan sanggup mempertahankannya di top 10 ribu.
Saat Zhang Ruochen pertama kalinya tiba di Dunia Langit, saat itu poin merit Ji Kongyuan telah menyentuh angka 3.8 milyar. Sekarang ini, poinnya telah menjadi 4.3 milyar. Itulah kenapa dia tidak pernah terdepak dari top 10 ribu.
Setelah memikirkannya sebentar, ternyata Ji Kongyuan telah masuk ke dalam top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King selama 500 tahun. Artinya, dia bisa mendapatkan armornya secara permanen. Meski dia sudah menjadi Supreme Saint Netherwilt, tapi Istana Dewa Merit tidak akan mengambil armornya.
Dalam beberapa tahun terakhir, Daratan Guanghan menjadi relatif lebih lemah. Oleh karena itu, sulit bagi Ji Kongyuan untuk mempertahankan peringkatnya selama ratusan tahun.
"Kaisar Jimie memang luar biasa, apalagi para keturunannya. Rata-rata, keturunannya sangat berbakat." Diam-diam, Zhang Ruochen mengaguminya.
Jika Daratan Guanghan memiliki beberapa sosok seperti Kaisar Jimie, maka kekuatan mereka akan meningkat pesat.
Melihat Zhang Ruochen selesai menukar poin meritnya, Feng Yan mulai mengeluarkan darah kultivator Dunia Neraka dan mulai menukarnya.
"Delapan ratus juta poin merit. Kurang 200 juta lagi hingga aku masuk ke Ranking Merit Saint King." Sambil mengamati perolehan poinnya, Feng Yan pun tersenyum.
Pada mulanya, Zhang Ruochen bermaksud untuk memberikan beberapa darah Deathkin kepada Feng Yan, tapi saat itu, Feng Yan malah menolaknya. Sebab, ternyata dia sudah dibantu oleh klan Feng. Oleh karena itu, sebenarnya Feng Yan tinggal menunggu waktu, sampai akhirnya dia berada di top 10 ribu Ranking Merit Saint King.
Pei Yutian juga mengeluarkan botol permata dan menuangkan darah Deathkin dan jiwa suci mereka. Lantas, poinnya meningkat hingga 100 juta.
Tanpa berlama-lama, Zhang Ruochen dan keempat rekannya mulai bergerak menuju ke Tempat Penukaran Harta Karun Merit.
Dengan perolehan meritnya, maka dia bisa menukarnya dengan harta karun merit, yang dapat membuatnya semakin tangguh.
Ada banyak harta karun merit yang dapat ditukarkan dengan poin merit. Masing-masing harta karunnya bernilai tinggi dan membutuhkan poin merit dalam jumlah besar.
Kali ini, Zhang Ruochen menghabiskan 3 milyar poin merit dan menukarkan banyak harta karun merit. Tapi, sebagian besar harta karunnya diberikan kepada orang lain. Lagipula, pertempuran di Gunung Xianji bukan jerih payahnya sendiri.
Dia hanya menukarkan satu harta karun untuk dirinya sendiri, yakni Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow. Yang jelas, dia ingin memurnikan ruh pedangnya.
Setelah mendapatkan belasan botol Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow, maka ruh pedangnya akan semakin kuat. Yang jelas, ruh pedangnya tidak akan bisa disejajarkan dengan kultivator pedang lainnya.
"Jika aku kembali menenggak 20 botol cairan, maka ruh pedangku akan mengalami evolusi. Namun, karena ruh pedangku sudah teramat kuat, maka dibutuhkan 70 botol cairan untuk membuatnya berevolusi. Ini tidak akan mudah." Gumamnya kepada diri sendiri.
Setiap botolnya membutuhkan 10 juta poin merit. 70 botol cairan sama dengan 700 juta poin merit. Angka sebanyak itu sulit didapatkan.
Setelah memikirkannya sebentar, Zhang Ruochen kembali menukarkan 20 botol Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow, sebagaimana figur cantik tiba-tiba muncul di benaknya.
"Aku harus menemuinya di Gunung Wuding. Bagaimanapun juga, aku harus menyelesaikannya."
Zhang Ruochen ingin menemui Ling Feiyu di Gunung Wuding, tapi dia masih harus mengurus berbagai hal lainnya. Itulah kenapa dia agak terlambat ke sana. Ketika dia kembali teringat pesan Ling Feiyu sebelum pergi, Zhang Ruochen mendesah panjang.
20 botol Meritorious Sword Cleansing Marrow akan dijadikan sebagai hadiah pertemuan mereka.
"Chunan, kau butuh apa?" tanya Zhang Ruochen.
Xiang Chunan menggelengkan kepala dan berkata, "Tidak perlu. Aku sudah menukarkan Meritorious Turbid Sacred Fire. Aku perlu kembali memurnikan mataku, dan ternyata itu sangat sulit. Akhir-akhir ini, akurasi Thousand-mile Vision agak menurun."
Zhang Ruochen mengangguk, lantas menoleh kepada Ji Fanxin dan bertanya. "Peri, apa kau membutuhkan sesuatu?"
"Kau tidak perlu mengkhawatirkanku." Kata JI Fanxin.
Kalau begitu, Zhang Ruochen tidak perlu memaksa mereka. Sehingga, dia membalikkan badan dan mulai membaca informasi harta karun merit. Dia mencari harta karun yang sesuai untuk dirinya sendiri.


800 tahun yang lalu, seorang legenda Seni Bela Diri mati dibunuh. Ia adalah Zhang Ruochen, putra dari Kaisar Ming. Ia mati di tangan tunangannya sendiri – Permaisuri Chi Yao. Sebagai seseorang yang telah berhasil menaklukkan seluruh kekaisaran di Daratan Kunlun, Permaisuri Chi Yao membangun Pusat Kekaisaran Pertama. Ia menjadi satu-satunya pemimpin negeri yang paling disegani. Hingga akhirnya, Ia mendapat julukan sebagai “Ratu Kemuliaan dan Moralitas.”
 
Zhang Ruochen hidup kembali setelah 800 tahun. Ia berada di dalam tubuh lelaki muda yang semasa hidupnya menderita penyakit dan tak kunjung sembuh. “Selir Lin”, begitu para Keluarga Kerajaan memanggil nama ibunya di kehidupan yang sekarang. Berbekal dendam terhadap kematian dirinya serta kasih sayang yang ia terima dari seorang Ibu. Zhang Ruochen berdiri dan menatap patung Permaisuri Chi Yao yang berada di luar Kuil Kekaisaran Kuno, seketika api dendam bergejolak di kedalaman hatinya.
 
“Ibu selalu ketakutan dan gemetar saat aku menyebut nama ‘Chi Yao’ tanpa julukan ‘Permaisuri’. Apa yang telah ia perbuat terhadap para generasi setelahnya, itu memaksaku berlatih kembali selama 13 tahun lamanya. Maka hari ini, aku berdiri di sini tidak lain adalah untuk mengirim wanita itu ke neraka!”


To prevent theft, every demo sample submitted was encrypted using internal software. Du Ang had to decrypt them before he could listen to them.
As he was listening, Du Ang also read the document that Fang Zhao had submitted along with his demo. His furrowed brows relaxed, surprise shone in his eyes, and he flashed a rare smile. "He’s quite crafty." 
After mentoring so many newcomers, even though Du Ang didn’t have much talent in the way of composition, he could still determine the potential of a song. Even though demos were often incomplete and crudely made, he could extrapolate much from such a short sample.
When this song is completed, it should do OK. At the very least, it won’t fail miserably.
Du Ang was happy with the song Fang Zhao had submitted. It vindicated his decision to lobby for 10 extra days for the kid, despite the pressure from above.
After listening to the sample, Du Ang sent Fang Zhao a text message. "Stop by the office this afternoon and get cranking on recording the full song."
Even though advancements in technology cut down on production time dramatically, Du Ang would feel more secure if the song was completed early. Not to mention that this season’s new talent competition was almost over. If they didn’t get cranking, they’d be left eating dust somewhere.
After sending the text message, Du Ang contacted operations. "I’m releasing a new single in three days. Appreciate if you can save me a spot."
After touching base with the producer, operations, and so on, Du Ang asked his assistant, "How many of our newly signed singers are free?"
"Singer-wise, we’ve signed four fresh graduates. We’ve already lined up work for three of them. There’s still one left, but he doesn’t seem to be in good shape of late," the assistant responded, neck hunched.
"Not in good shape?" Du Ang furrowed his brows once again. He hated hearing that phrase. "Not in good shape" was too general a term.
"I think… he may have broken… broken up with his girlfriend." The assistant’s voice faded as he noticed Du Ang’s mood swing.
Of course Du Ang was in a foul mood.Who the hell did they sign this year? They’re too young to know the ups and downs in life. He was hired to mentor industry newcomers, not babysit. Who had time for heart-to-hearts?
"They’re all so much hassle!"
This industry was so competitive, and the new talent competition was utterly cutthroat this season. Who had time to monitor your mood? You think you’re a superstar? You want someone to comfort you? Go to mommy and daddy!
As a nobody newcomer, you had to suck it up. Who didn’t come up the ranks that way? No matter what was going on, when presented a golden opportunity, you had to claw through even if it meant tasting blood. If you couldn't deal with that kind of pressure then get lost!
"Drag his ass over here!" Du Ang said in a fiery tone.
"Yes sir!" The assistant scampered. He sure as hell didn’t want to stay and face an upset Du Ang.
Du Ang’s mouth was a flamethrower these days, lighting up one after another. His underlings were on high alert, attentive to the smallest detail, lest they catch fire themselves.
Once Fang Zhao got Du Ang’s message, he rushed over by car. It was a half-hour ride from the mass housing district to downtown, thanks to a massive improvement in transportation infrastructure. Before the end of days, you couldn’t even imagine getting close to downtown in less than an hour. If there was traffic, it was a different story—a two- or three-hour journey was nothing.
Silver Wing Media had built a 150-story building downtown. It was tower-shaped, nearly 800 meters tall. The top was graced with a giant pair of silver wings. Height-wise, the building wasn’t a standout in the neighborhood. There were plenty of buildings taller than Silver Wing Tower, but as one of Yanzhou’s three top entertainment giants, Silver Wing was no bit player.
People came and went. No one noticed a nobody like Fang Zhao. The VIPs enjoyed private passage. Fang Zhao could only ride the regular elevator along with the rank-and-file employees.
Du Ang’s office was on the 20th floor. When Fang Zhao arrived, he was tearing someone apart, spitting saliva and all.
Before Du Ang sat a young man of about 20, taking his beating submissively. He didn’t even dare wipe the saliva off his face, repeatedly assuring Du Ang, "There won’t be a next time. Definitely not! I’ve been meditating for three days now. I can perform right away. Really! Let me show you."
"Shut up!"
Du Ang halted the singer’s overeager apology and shifted his attention to Fang Zhao, who had just entered his office. Fang Zhao looked like he was in good spirits, not as disheveled as he expected, which improved Du’s mood.
"Alright, stop bullshitting me. Get ready for your recording session soon. The chart rankings for the new talent competition are pretty much settled. If you don’t enter now, don't think about making the top 100, let alone the top 50."
As a matter of protocol, Fang Zhao had to submit his song to Silver Wing Media, which then picked a singer. He was signed to Silver Wing as a composer. His contract dictated that, unless otherwise specified, his songs had to be performed by singers signed to Silver Wing.
"Fang Zhao, all you’ve got is one song?" Du Ang asked.
"Yeah, just one for now." Fang Zhao responded.
"For the same amount of time, other composers produce two or three. Never mind, just finish this one. Are you going to arrange it yourself?"
"Yes."
"OK, it’s up to you. Even if you need one of our arrangers, you’re not gonna be able to find a good one right now," Du Ang mumbled.
All the best arrangers had been assigned to the top stars. Newcomers weren’t so lucky. Instead of prying a few mediocre arrangers from the demons that ran the arrangement department, he might as well let Fang Zhao do the job. He couldn’t stand the sight of those demons. Every visit left a bitter taste in his mouth.
After tearing into the newcomer, Du Ang couldn't rest just yet. After a quick glass of water, he led Fang Zhao and the newcomer, Bei Zhi, who was also on probation, to the recording studio. He had no expectations now—all he wanted was to get this last person out there. That was mission accomplished. As for how well he placed, whether he could seize the day, that was up to the trainee himself. All he could do as an agent was to lay the groundwork.
Fang Zhao took in the production process with eager eyes and finally understood the saying that it was easier to catch a shade beneath a giant tree.
That was why so many people wanted to sign with a big company at a time when the industry was blooming. More often than not, talent alone wasn’t enough. There were so many composers out there and thousands of songs were being submitted every day. What the public fixated on and what the major companies got behind were seasoned veterans.
As for the nobodies who weren’t connected or didn't hail from prominent families, the only hope was the new talent competition, maybe a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they missed out, getting the record label to promote them was a tall order.
That was why the original owner of Fang Zhao’s body took the new talent competition so seriously, why he was so desperate as to commit suicide when his work was stolen. He felt that his dreams had died along with those three stolen songs.
After the three-day process of recording a song, the final product was subject to an internal audit, to see if the piece closely resembled any previous releases. If there was a high-percentage match, then it was flagged. If there was too much of a resemblance, or piracy, or any other problems, the company wouldn’t release the song.
The entertainment industry had evolved rapidly. The rules were different from those during Fang Zhao’s times before the end of days, but you could say it was more orderly. And even though a completely level playing field was impossible, relatively speaking, under the new rules, more aspiring talents had a shot at stardom.
"The official launch is tomorrow morning at 8 a.m.!"
The moment when Du Ang confirmed the launch date was when Fang Zhao officially qualified for the new talent competition chart. Even though the season was almost over, at least he had entered in the nick of time.
It was June 10. Ten days had passed since the last month featuring the new talent charts started. Although the rankings were still changing, there wasn’t a major reshuffle. All eyes were on the battle for top 10. The top two finishers were all but confirmed—the two virtual idols were a shoo-in for first and second. As for third to tenth place, let the games begin.
The artists and staff of Silver Wing Media were glued to the charts. After all, placing well in the new talent competition meant happy bosses, which made life easier for the small potatoes. Maybe a raise was in the horizon. 
"We have three artists in the top 10 this season so far."
"Not bad at all. We only used to place one or two. Our newcomers worked their hearts out this year."
What a rare occurrence—three artists from the same company placing in the top 10. The staff of Silver Wing were quite happy with this result. No wonder Silver Wing was one of the Big Three, even though it was on the decline in recent years and failed to place well in the new talent competition. At least they broke through this year.
Companies smaller in scale than Silver Wing were also gossiping.
"The Big Three account for the entire top 10 in this season’s new talent competition."
The so-called Big Three referred to Yanzhou’s three biggest entertainment companies: Silver Wing Media, Neon Culture, and Tongshan True Entertainment.
"Silver Wing did well this year. They’ve got three in the top 10. I heard they’re making some major moves."
"That’s what I heard too. I heard Silver Wing signed 10 new composers this year alone. They went all out."
"Wow! Ten newcomers at once! That’s a huge investment."
"Ten? How come I only see nine?"
"There are nine Silver Wing artists in the top 50. Maybe the 10th wasn’t that good and placed lower."
"No, I checked the top 200."
"Then the 10th artist must not have entered the competition. Even though Silver Wing has been in decline, they’re still a force to be reckoned with. They’re not so weak as to not even be able to make the top 100. The Big Three can’t afford to lose face."
__________
"Boss, the top 10 are gaining distance from the rest. Should we make a push?" the employee of one entertainment company asked. Their outfit had also entered a few newcomers, one of whom placed in the top 20. 
With the top 10 pulling ahead by greater margins, after canvassing the charts, the boss set his sights on the final spot in the top 10 and pointed to the entry, commanding. "He’s our target. Let’s make a push and take his spot!"
At No. 10 was "Flight," performed by Kong Xie, composed by Fang Sheng, a Neon Culture release, with a total of 1,502,461 downloads.
There was no other way. The rest of the top 10 had already surpassed 2 million downloads, only No. 10 had just hit 1.5 million. Even though No. 11 and lower were drawing 1.3 million or fewer downloads, a considerable gap from No. 10, competitive juices were stirred. Everyone had their eyes on the plumb spot.
Even though there was only one place’s difference between No. 10 and No. 11, the gap in prestige was huge. There were 20 days left in the competition. With the right push, it wasn’t impossible to overtake the current No. 10.
The bosses of other smaller companies shared similar sentiments. Seeing that the chart rankings had more or less settled and a bigger cushion developed between the top 10 and the rest, some had already thrown in the towel, but a few companies with deep talent set their sights on No. 10.
Like a group of cats greedily eyeing a fat mouse darting about.


"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.

The Ghost Hunter's Blade, which was made from the sharpest F grade metal, could easily chop through any weapon of the same grade. After what had happened today, Howard would no be able to longer face anyone in the camp nor deceive any ignorant woman in the future!
"Shameless! How is Howard going to face others in the future, now that everyone has seen him running naked?" Sofia was extremely dissatisfied with Steve's way of humiliating Howard.
"Steve did this to get justice of the women who were deceived by Howard, yet he was scolded by Lucy's sister for being shameless!
I wonder if she ever thought of the number of women who were cheated by Howard...
"Isn't Howard more shameless than Steve?" said Lucy indignantly. "Everything that happened to Howard today, he deserved!"
"It's not the same!" Sophie was adamant. "How many women will be heartbroken after hearing what Steve said? He did it with an evil intention, just to make it impossible for Howard to have a foothold in the camp ever again."
"You're obviously biased against Steve!" Lucy said angrily. "If his ugly deeds were not made public, there would be even more innocent women being deceived by Howard. You condoned the villain, so that makes you even more abominable than the villain!"
"You're saying that I'm worse than a villain?" Sofia was furious. Even though she was angry with Lucy, she was still putting all the blame on Steve.
Lucy used to be so nice and obedient, but after Lucy had been getting closer to Steve, Sofia began to doubt her own sister. When Steve came out of the ring, the crowd came to their senses, cheering.
"Steve won! He defeated Howard!"
"Yes, what happened just now? How did he beat Howard?"
"Steve won again! He even defeated one of the top 10! How strong is he now?"
At this point, those opponents, who had initially thought little of Steve, looked solemn. Howard's level of cell activation was more than 60% now, so his strength could definitely be ranked among the top 10!
However, throughout the battle, Steve had always managed to dodge the attacks. Then, all of a sudden, he counterattacked with a sudden move and defeated Howard! The strength of an all-rounded crushing was then displayed!
"Impossible! How could he become so powerful in the duration of seven days?" Stuart had a sullen face. Steve's strength had progressed beyond his imagination, making him feel threatened.
Steve had made such huge progress in just seven days. After a longer period of time, Stuart if he would be surpassed by Steve.
I can't let him surpass me. I am the Number 1. Even if he can beat Howard, I can also easily beat him...
Stuart had the intention to kill in his heart. He would never allow a piece of garbage that had once been trodden under his feet to overtake him! Steve had indeed caused quite a stir by defeating Howard!
For a moment, the crowd was talking about how Steve had become so powerful in just seven days, which was nothing short of a miracle. No matter how much they discussed this, however, they had no answers for it. They still did not know exactly how Steve had gotten so much stronger.
The competition continued for the Top 10 geniuses. Many considered the defeat of Howard by Steve to be merely an accident or dumb luck. Lucy had, however, exceeded the crowd's expectations and defeated Aaron, who was ranked fifth.
During this time, she had always been practicing the "Fundamental Practices of Energy Absorption," which Steve had taught her. This practice had improved her speed in training greatly, making it more than 10 times faster than before!
It took everyone by surprise that Lucy could defeat Aaron. However, it was not as shocking as what Steve had done. Soon, the top 10 spots were decided, with Steve, Lucy, Stuart and Sofia being among them.
In addition, three more new competitors joined the top 10. Stuart was considered to be unlucky to be matched with any competitor in this top 10.
The three newer competitors were not as strong as those who were usually ranked in the top 10. By coincidence, Steve had met one of these three in the fight for the top 10 spot.
Steve's competitor was very straightforward. And, since Steve could defeat Howard, he felt that he would not be a match for Steve, thus conceding defeat to Steve after just a brief fight.
The results from the other rings were then gradually announced. The top five spots were decided. They belonged to Steve, Stewart, Sofia, Lucy and Andrew. It was completely unexpected to see both Steve and Lucy in the top five.
"Steve is in the top five!"
"He is so lucky to enter the top five!"
"Lucy's performance was exceptionally good!"
"Why is Steve so lucky? Other than meeting Howard in the ranking battle, he did not meet any other strong opponents. That is why he got into the top five so easily.
Both Steve and Lucy were the underdogs in this battle. No one had expected the pair to make it to the top five. However, among the top five, Steve was considered to be the luckiest. Five people now stood in the ring, a total of three men and two women.
"I didn't expect your luck to be so good, that you could get into the top five!" Stewart sneered.
"Whether it's merely good luck or not, we'll know when we face off against each other!" Steve shot back.
"Steve, your good fortune ends here. I will defeat you personally and keep you away from my sister!" Sofia looked at Steve, who was beside her, her eyes full of anger.
Steve was already accustomed to the hostility from Sofia and Stuart. On the other hand, Lucy, held on to Steve's hand and said excitedly, "I knew you would surely win."
"No one can stop me from moving forward." Steve assured her, then smiled and pinched Lucy's tender cheeks.
Sofia became angrier when she saw the loving look the two shared. Her eyes were smoldering with resentment, while the others onlookers were simply envious. After all, no one could resist such a beautiful and lovely girl with a hot figure!
At this moment, Leikas walked up with a wooden box, announcing, "Now we will draw lots. One of you will get a bye to the top three, while the other four of you will battle it out one by one to get into the top three spots."
"The top three will take turns to fight one opponent until a clear winner emerges. After that, the other two will battle for second and third place."
After Leikas explained the final rules, he placed the box in front of the five people. For a moment, all the five of them showed a nervous look. Some wanted to draw the bye, while others wanted to be matched to battle someone in particular.
"Let me draw first." Steve was the first to step forward.
Stuart followed closely behind him and kept manifesting in his mind.
Let me match with Steve. I want to defeat him personally and not let him get into the top three.
Then, Sofia took her turn to draw a lot, too. She had the same eagerness in her heart to defeat Steve and stop him from getting into the top three, thus cutting off his relationship with Lucy!

Blue Star Year 2019, the alien invasion of the Blue Star. The planet has been transformed, air, gravity, magnetic field all sent changes. Air and water are highly toxic and polluted. In order to adapt to the environment, human beings and organisms have embarked on the path of gene evolution.

"I, soldier Steve Washington, hereby vows to protect mankind, bring hope and light to mankind, fight for the future of mankind, and lead mankind against aliens..."

An unconspicuous recruit read his oath during the enlistment of the recruits.
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I'll typically update my novel at around 18:00 (GMT+8).

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*** Warning***
Please be aware that this novel will be rated M for Mature, with some violent and sexual content that aren't appropriate for all audiences.

"ATTENTION!!! TOP 10!!!"
"GIVE YOUR ATTENDANCE!!!" The Speaker of the Elders said.

"NUMBER 1!"

"Tsk, Here. Name: Winter De Land. Age: 14. Height is 5'1". Gender: Male. Position: Top, 1. Status: Married." Number 1 said in annoyance.

"NUMBER 2!"

"Here. Name: Clear De Summer. Age: 12. Height: 4'5". Gender: Male. Position: Bottom, 2. Status: Married." Number 2 said shyly.

"NUMBER 3 AND 4!"

"Tch, Here. Name: Staged De Cannibal. Age: 14. Height: 5'0" Gender: Male. Position: Top, 3. Status: Married." Number 3 said boredly.
"Ugh, Here. Name: Forest De Lite. Age: 13. Height: 4'8". Gender: Male. Position: Bottom, 4. Status: Married." Number 4 said lazily.

"NUMBER 5 AND 6!"

"Tzz, Here. Name: Tyler De Fang. Age: 15. Height: 5'2". Gender: Non-Binary. Position: Top, 5. Status: Married." Number 5 said in a sarcastic tone.
"Agh, Here. Name: Ocean De Feast. Age: 14, Height: 5'1". Gender: Bisexual Male. Position: Bottom, 6. Status: Married." Number 6 said angered.

"NUMBER 7, 8, 9, AND 10!"

"Here, Goddammit. Name: Chess'X De Green. Age: 17. Height: 6'1". Gender: Transgender Female. Postion: Top, 7. Status: Married." Number 7 said with clear disturbance.
"Here, Ma'am. Name: Star De Pattern. Age: 16. Height: 5'10". Gender: Bisexual Female. Position: Bottom, 8. Status: Married." Number 8 said politely. 
"Mm, Here. Name: Mid-Night De Sea. Age: 16. Height: 5'3". Gender: Pansexual Male. Position: Switch, 9. Status: Married." Number 9 said humbly.
"Ah, Here. Name: Perch De Styy. Age: 16. Height: 5'3". Gender: Male. Position: Switch, 10. Status: Married." Number 10 said solidly.

"TOP 10, WELCOME TO YOU NEW HOUSE. I AM YOUR LEADER AND NUMBER 1'S MOTHER, CHERRY LAND." Cherry said.

"You will live here with the rest of the Top 100. It's about time you meet them." There are 100 floors in this house. You guys have the first 50. And we, your parents, have the Higher floors." Cherry said

"1 and 2, you will share the first floor. 3 and 4 you will be on the 2nd floor. 5 and 6 your floor is the 3rd. 7 and 8 you belong to the 4th floor. 9 and 10 you're placed on the 5th floor." , " Explore all you want.. This house you do everything you want or need to do, just dont break the house rules. You will start schoolnext month. Evens will first go to SpringFall Academy, then later transfer to WillHilled Academy next year. Understood and Good bye." Cherry said and left.

"Hey, Guys, nice to meet you! I'm 2! I'm your leader." Clear said turning to The Top 10s.
"Mhm...Same, I'm 10!" Perch says
"Tsk, I'm 9!" Mid-Night said and stared into Perch eyes
"Ya, I'm a 7!" Chess'X responded
"6, is mine!" Ocean bounced
"5 is my number!" Tyler said
"4 is the unlucky number and I'm 4..." Forest sighed
"Tch, I'm Numbered 3!" Stage said upset
"Tsk, I'm your leader, Number 1." Winter said gruffly standing next to Clear.

There is the intros😄

Cultivation technique levels:
Yellow
Profound
Earth
Sky
Heaven
Royal
Saint
Divine
Note: Each Rank above further divided into 4 parts/ levels
1 :- Low level
2 :- Middle level
3 :- High level
4 :- Top level

Battle Skills levels:
Yellow
Profound
Earth
Sky
Heaven
Royal
Saint
Divine
Note: Each Rank above further divided into 4 parts/ levels
1 :- Low level
2 :- Middle level
3 :- High level
4 :- Top level
 
Occupations:
Alchemist: 
Each alchemist rank is divided into from "Rank 1 - Rank 10" and above Rank 10 are Earth Rank, Heaven Rank, Royal Rank, Saint Rank and Divine Rank. These Ranks are further divided into 4 levels Low Level, Middle Level, High Level, Top Level.
Blacksmith:
Each Blacksmith rank is divided into from "Rank 1 - Rank 10" and above Rank 10 are Earth Rank, Heaven Rank, Royal Rank, Saint Rank and Divine Rank. These Ranks are further divided into 4 levels Low Level, Middle Level, High Level, Top Level.
 Rune Maker :
Each Rune Maker rank is divided into from "Rank 1 - Rank 10" and above Rank 10 are Earth Rank, Heaven Rank, Royal Rank, Saint Rank and Divine Rank. These Ranks are further divided into 4 levels Low Level, Middle Level, High Level, Top Level.
 

Having always been orphan Harry had suffered all kinds on suffering from young age, until he met a man who sold him to an Assassin guild, where he suffered inhuman torture to train him into strong assassin for the guild. Because of his strong will he didn't became a mindless killing machine for the guild. When he was strong enough Harry used all his wit and brain to think of the plan for his escape. 

Harry used his fake death to escape form the guild when he was on his to mission given by guild. 

After that harry went on using his skills learnt from the guild to become assassin who would only kill corrupted people. After few years Harry became No.1. All the assassin sent for his death met their death. 

After all this he didn't happy or accomplished from what he achieved. all he want was to have a big family live a peace full live.

One day after Harry completed his mission, he didn't go to his hideout rather he went he a barren mountain that was near to the place of his mission, Harry felt something was calling him. After he went there he felt calling was coming from the sky when Harry looked up he saw a small meteorite coming his way. Before Harry could think of something he was hit by it.

Feeling his death coming he didn't feel scared but he felt sadness for never feeling love from family. 

Want know what happens next in Harry's journey, then continue reading the story.


Author Note: I'm new to writing so if you find any mistakes please tell me i will correct them. The story in the starting will be little slow but it will soon catch up the speed.

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