Jason get reincarnated into Harry Potter with a system!

Hint: He becomes a Black family member! 

Im a beginner, and have horrible grammar because im an American lol Let me know what you thing, I hope you like it!

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The following days were extremely busy for both Jin Liwei and Iris.

Jin Liwei was busy developing his company's newest business project and looking for a partner for it. There were many companies, both local and foreign, that were interested in partnering with Jin Corporation but he had to carefully choose the best fit for this project. Most business insiders were expecting the Fans to win the bid, not only because it was in their area of expertise but also because of their status as future in-laws to the Jins. This was why everyone was shocked when they heard that Jin Corporation rejected the Fans' bid proposal. 

Right away, rumours started flying saying that the wedding between Jin Chonglin and Fan Luo was called off and must be the reason why the Fans' bid proposal to the business project was rejected. Those who were envious of the Fans for their close relationship to the Jins were gleeful. They didn't appreciate the Fans' recent aggressive business activities, using their connection to the Jins to win potentially lucrative deals. They thought that the Fans were getting too ahead of themselves, prancing about like the relatives of royalty, when their daughter wasn't even married to the Jins' Second Master yet. They wanted to see the Fans fall because they climbed too high up using borrowed ladder from the Jins and stepping on too many people in the process.

The rumours reached a point that the Fan family was forced to release an official statement saying that their daughter Fan Luo and Jin Chonglin were still very much in love with each other, and that their wedding would still happen at the right time. Their statement somewhat calmed the rumours, but the seed of doubt was already planted, especially since they hadn't heard anything from the Jins. 

Everybody waited for a statement from the Jins to clarify this issue, but the Jins maintained their silence. No, it was more indifference than silence. Seeing the Jins' stance just made everyone speculate harder that all was not well between the Jins and the Fans.

The Fan family was, of course, upset about all of these. They demanded an explanation from the Jins. But who was the head of the Jin family? It was Jin Liwei. And who was Jin Liwei? The current most powerful man in the country's business world who was known for his cold, dispassionate and sometimes ruthless leadership. Even the Fans wouldn't directly dare offend him. So their only option was to ask Jin Liwei's mother for help. After all, it was through her first that the Fans had such close connection to the Jins.

As for Iris, Bright Summit finally allowed her to return to work after assuring them that she was recovered and healthy. On their end, Bright Summit's PR team somewhat successfully spun the launch party incident as solely the Alarm Girls' fault and that Iris Long beating them up was legitimate self-defence.

Of course, there were still many Iris Long haters who continued to accuse her of violence, calling for her punishment alongside the Alarm Girls. However, whenever they posted anything against Iris online, the Black Stars would immediately swarm over them. The Black Stars were very organized and thorough in defending their boss online. Whenever a negative comment about their boss Iris was posted anywhere online, it would only take them seconds to arrive and virtually beat the hater black and blue.

The most notorious division of the Black Stars was the Slippers Army led by the infamous iEatSlippers. They were extremely vicious, an army made up of trolls who didn't give a damn about netiquette. They were quickly becoming the most hated and frightening group on the web. Anyone they targeted would be completely decimated. No matter how many alt accounts the haters created, the Slippers Army had more alt accounts than them. The majority of them were experienced trolls after all.

The day before Iris returned to work.

Black Stars website.

CaptainBlackStar: "My fellow Black Stars, I have an important and exciting announcement to share with all of you. Thanks to the initiative of MrsLovePhantom, JJNumber1Fan, JJNumber2Fan and JJNumber3Fan, Bright Summit Entertainment Company has invited us for a meeting. I personally went with MrsLovePhantom and the three ladies to meet with our boss Iris' management. Guess what? We, the Black Stars, are finally recognized and certified as the official fan club of our boss Iris Long!!! We did it!"

The replies were instantaneous.

"!!!"

"Oh my god!"

"Uwah! I'm crying. I'm so happy. We did it!"

LittlePhoenix: "(squealing and jumping all around in excitement)"

"Wow! This is just so wow. Absolutely wow!"

iEatSlippers: "Comrades, this is all thanks to our mighty slippers of justice! Our heroic battles in the name of our boss are finally recognized!"

"All hail our mighty slippers of justice!"

"Slippers are the mightiest weapons of all!"

iEatSlippers: "Bro Monkeyface, continue to direct us to our next online battlefields. Our mighty slippers of justice are still hungry for more whacking!"

"Yeah! Whack all those haters! How dare they bash our boss Iris?!"

The comments continued pouring from the Black Stars members, celebrating their new status as their boss Iris Long's official fan club.

However, they were soon interrupted when their website suddenly blacked out. They tried refreshing the website but to no avail. Zhou Mei'er (CaptainBlackStar) and Wu Chen (iEatSlippers) directly called Hou Liang (Monkeyface), asking him what was happening.

"Give me a few minutes to figure it out," he told them. 

His fingers flew on his keyboard. His usual bored and exhausted expression was nowhere to be seen. At the moment, his eyes were bright and focused. However, he frowned after a minute. His expression turned bewildered when he failed to regain access to the website.

"It seems…our website is being hacked," he muttered to his headset.

"What? Hacked? Oh no!" Zhou Mei'er cried out.

"Dammit! It must be those haters that our Slippers Army have crushed. They must've hired a hacker to try and destroy our online headquarters! Vindictive bastards! They deserve more whacking from my mighty slippers!"

"Hmm…Let's see what you got." Excitement danced in Hou Liang's eyes as his fingers flew over his keyboard. He didn't bother defending the website from the hacking. Instead, he focused on trying to trace the intruder. However, it was like trying to chase after a formless and invisible phantom.

While he was busy tracing, the blacked out website finally showed some activity. 

At first the black screen rippled until it brightened and showed a sleeker version of the website. It looked less cluttered yet more visually appealing. In fact, it looked easier to use than the previous design. When the members started exploring the new website, they were delighted at how fast and responsive it was. The features were also all improved.

Of course Hou Liang saw the new design. He pulled out the new website code and studied it. Indeed, it was so much better than his by several degrees.
The security was also tighter and less vulnerable to hackers and other breaches.

"Who are you?" he murmured, feeling very excited.

A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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Just as Happy had expected, once the idea of the trading platform within the university was conceived, practically all the students responded to it. Deals were made like mushrooms after a rainshower, popping up continuously on South China Martial Artists Ranking Board. Of course, the person who shocked the entire university by using 50,000 RMB in exchange for in-game money also appeared…
Just like this, the Three Lonely Wolves earned their first bucket of money through the new content in South China Martial Artists Ranking Board. The boys and the girl searched for a decent restaurant to celebrate this matter. 
Because of what happened last time, Xu Xin did not have the courage to talk to Happy. Their topic of conversation remained on how they should further develop South China Martial Artists Ranking Board. 
Happy did not mind this. While everyone was excited, he dropped in a few sentences of some ingenious ideas that came far in the future. It attracted the attention of the Three Lonely Wolves and Xu Xin. Their eyes sparkled as if they were afraid of missing out on any of his words. 
"Not bad!" Bai Lang's face was red as he slapped Happy's shoulder. "If I knew earlier on that you had so many great ideas, I wouldn't have let you have such an easy life. From now on, you're also one of our developers!"
"That's right! If we join the offline ranks of the official website and compete with other similar websites, we'll definitely be able to rouse more zeal among the students of the University of South China. We might even catch the eyes of the higher management of World of Martial Arts…" Chen Fan and Qi Ci looked at each other and nodded. 
If Xu Xin's suggestion had allowed them to create a platform from which they could make money on their website, Happy's suggestions would allow their website to gain a higher profile and higher grade. 
"But if you really register to become part of the official website, you will definitely have more responsibilities, and you'll be busier than before." When he said this, Happy paused for a moment before he laid out his requests before everyone's contemplative gazes. "I'll make things clear beforehand. I'll only be responsible for gathering information in the game and making suggestions. You'll still be the main people who'll be handling the website. You know that I don't know how to do those things, and I lack interest in doing them as well."
"Tsk."
Qi Ci rolled his eyes in disdain. 
"Off with you. You just can't let go of your status as a Murong Clan disciple. Alright, alright, as long as you can continue giving us suggestions like this, we won't bother you…"
 "Deal!"
Under the others' gazes, Bai Lang pushed his glasses up in a very gentlemanly manner. 
"I'll handle the website. Young Black, you continue with the offline trading platform. Qi Ci, you handle public relations. Happy, if you and Xu Xin have any good ideas, remember to tell us."
"Then that's settled!"
"Cheers!"
Among the clear sounds of wine glasses clinking against each other, no one noticed Xu Xin's curious and admiring glance shift toward Happy. There was a hint of puzzlement in her gaze. 
*****
On the second day after the dinner, Qi Ci began gathering the documents and settling the procedures required for South China Martial Artists Ranking Board to become part of the official World of Martial Artists website. In the meantime, Bai Lang and Chen Fan began the meticulous process of programming and maintaining the website so that they could bring out something of quality once Ci Qi succeeded and become even more outstanding compared to their many competitors.
During that period of time, Xu Xin often joined their discussions!
As for Happy, he was actually very free during those days. 
The suggestion and some of the plans about their website joining World of Martial Artists was already enough to make the Three Lonely Wolves busy for a period of time. Hence, even though Happy said that he would keep an eye on the developments within World of Martial Artists, he was actually practicing his martial arts every single day so that he could break into Gate Realm. 
There was no other choice!
Within three days, all the "powerful" players ranked in the top 100 on South China Martial Artists Ranking Board would have a very eye-catching "Gate Realm" tag attached behind their names. 
And there were more than ten players who had at least one of their martial arts in Grandmaster Realm. There was a faint golden light around that skill of theirs, and it looked incredibly noble and grand.
All these small additions were because of Happy. 
Even though they were just tiny details, many of the students in the University of South China rushed off to tell about it to their friends. They were incredibly envious of those who had the golden skills and tags, and to receive them, a crazed martial arts training season began. 
*****
As the number of players who entered Gate Realm shot up, signs of all sorts of competitions started showing up in the game. 
Around two months passed like that!
The new and old players had now gained some degree of understanding toward World of Martial Artists despite being clueless about it before. Some of the players who initially did not bother each other and got along well also started to show how extraordinary they were!
As one of the important cities in China, Gusu City accommodated more than one hundred thousand players. They were usually scattered throughout different shops or carried out tasks at the sect nearby. At the same time, they also silently studied the low-tier martial arts. Every single person had the grand dream of being able to soar high in the sky one day!
Great players in Gate Realm had a faint white layer of aura surrounding them, and they began to frequently appear in and outside the city. The way they carried themselves was, of course, different from other people!
After all, they were in Gate Realm!
The phenomenon of activating one's qi realm was known as realm activation. The qi which filled the players' Dantian region would rush out and surge to their bodies! The air around them would be pressurized, and the strange phenomenon would appear. 
Realm activation in Gate Realm was very weak. It could only affect the flow of air around the player. If they improved and reached Blessed Realm, the effects would be more obvious. The air around them would become thicker, and it would be very easy for the players to cause fog to form around them. 
As the strongest disciple in Gusu City's Murong Clan, Happy had still not reached Gate Realm, and it would be a lie to say that he did not feel any pressure. 
But he was not anxious at all!
The increase in abilities once a player reached Gate Realm was not high. Besides, his Lancet Knife Throwing Technique was already in Grandmaster Realm. There were very few people below Blessed Realm who could pose a threat to him. 
Over the past few days, he spent every single day hunting around Black Wind Mountain in search of Black Wind Mountain Bandits who were separated from their group. 
He had gained some rewards from it. 
He had around four thousand taels of silver crumbs, and that money was all from Black Wind Mountain Bandits. He also received around twenty low-tier martial arts. Among them were Black Wind Blade Technique, Black Tiger Fist, Black Cloud Sword Technique, and Black Snake Staff Technique.
He also obtained quite the number of Jinchuang Ointments and other small items. 
The duplicate martial arts manuals were not useful to Happy, but he could still earn some money if he sold them. However, he already had nearly silver notes worth six thousand taels of silver crumbs and was not lacking in money. Hence, he decided to keep the ones he could use and divided the ones he could not to Whirlwind Young Li, Eastern Green Gate, Qian Kunzi, Azure Wolf, Xuan Kun, and Xuan Zhong. 
Low-tier martial arts manuals could be bought in some sundry shops and pawn shops. However, each of them cost from five hundred taels of silver crumbs to one thousand taels of silver crumbs. The variety was not great either. Also, they could not buy manuals from Black Wind Mountain from the shops, unless someone pawned one of them in a pawn shop. But the price then would be higher than one thousand taels silver crumbs. 
Whirlwind Young Li and the others were very happy to receive them. 
However, when Happy returned to Gusu City at night, he ran into a dejected-looking Whirlwind Young Li and a livid Eastern Green Gate at the entrance to Murong Mansion. 
The two of them were whispering to each other. When they noticed Happy get close to them, they quickly stopped speaking, but Happy still heard a few words which instantly made him frown. 
Dragon Tiger Sect.
This name had appeared very frequently lately. It was the first player-created sect in Gusu City, and it had monopolized a few spots outside the city. Its players were very arrogant, and it seemed like Eastern Green Gate and the others had crossed swords with them. 


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

After putting the phone down, Yuan Zhou stood at the door blanking out for a while before entering the restaurant again.
"It's the fourth agency," Yuan Zhou muttered.
"This is the fourth agency returning with nothing. Is it because the information I have is too little? Or perhaps his family members are not in Chengdu or even Sichuan Province at all?" Yuan Zhou wondered.
"That's possible. He has never mentioned that he's from Sichuan or even Chengdu."
"Looks like I won't be able to find him."
After the call, many thoughts rose in Yuan Zhou's mind, concluding with the phrase "won't be able to find".
That's right. After Zhou Shijie's suggestion, Yuan Zhou decided to search for Song An's family. He did not know what he could do, but he just wanted to find them. After all, Song An had given Yuan Zhou his most beloved boxing gloves.
In truth, Yuan Zhou only knew the boxer's name and the fact that he was an amateur boxer striving to be a professional boxer. Yuan Zhou had no other information.
Thus, Yuan Zhou had hired four detective agencies to search for the boxer, and the agency that called him today was the final agency to contact him.
Each of them gave him the same answer: they couldn't find Song An's family as the information given was too little.
After so many detective agencies, the only result Yuan Zhou got was the reason of Song An's death and nothing else.
"Perhaps I should give up, or maybe look for more detective agencies," Yuan Zhou continued thinking while scrolling through his phone mindlessly.
The pages on his phone flipped through rapidly, yet Yuan Zhou's attention was not on the phone. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a certain logo.
A golden branch and leaf surrounding a red cross. This was an article of an interview regarding the Red Cross. 
The bright color of the logo caught Yuan Zhou's attention. He lowered his head and blanked out while staring at it.
"That is the logo of Red Cross?" Yuan Zhou seemed to have realized something.
Yuan Zhou was a patient person. He stared at the logo for five full minutes before putting his phone down.
"Perhaps I can change my methods," Yuan Zhou thought as he recalled the reason for Song An's death.
"Yes, I need to change my methods," Yuan Zhou put the phone down. He did not even bother shutting the door and quickly rushed into his room on the second floor.
He turned on his computer and started doing some searches on it.
The word "boxer" returned with many search results.
"Not this," Yuan Zhou frowned and changed to a different search term.
This time, he searched "injured boxer" and numerous shocking injuries appeared. In the results, bone fractures were, in truth, nothing serious. There were those who lost their sight and hearing, or even internal organ injuries.
Yuan Zhou went through the results page by page, slowly and seriously.
By the time he was done, about an hour had passed. Now, he started doing what he thought of earlier. 
He found a donation platform, and directly opened the official website of that platform.
This was a platform he found after one hour of sifting through news reports.
"Hopefully this goes smoothly," Yuan Zhou started studying the website.
This was a website for donation to injured boxers. The logo of the website was a clenched boxing gloves colored in black and white, giving it a solemn and respectful feeling.
As for the overall theme of the website, it was a red theme, similar to the Red Cross's color scheme. The color was bright, with a common font of moderate size being used. The entire appearance of the website was decent.
At the top right corner of the website, the donation methods were listed. And below that was the search bar of the website. On top of the search bar was a black phone symbol, probably signifying that one could call in to make their inquiries.
And below that was the section where one could make their online donation. Yuan Zhou was in no rush and started studying the information on the front page.
He moved his mouse to the left. There, the latest news of the platform could be seen. Everything they had done recently were listed there clearly. 
Click. Click. Click. Yuan Zhou clicked on the mouse without a stop, looking up on whether the information on this website were trustworthy.
After a while, Yuan Zhou was finally confident enough with the website.
"There shouldn't be any problems," said Yuan Zhou as he opened the online donation section.
A new website popped out on the screen.
The first line of the website had these words written: "Thank you for your compassion."
"System, can you transfer a part of the money to my ICBC account?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The system displayed, "Yes."
"Thank the heavens you can do something like this," Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh of relief.
The system displayed, "Host, if you have any objections with the transfer, you may reject it. After the rejection, you may handle the funds as you wish."
"No, no objections. Transfer it to my ICBC account directly," Yuan Zhou said.
The system displayed, "Done. Host, you may take a look at it."
"Thank you," Yuan Zhou thanked solemnly.
The system went silent again, giving no reply.
"With this, I can focus this account on doing it," said Yuan Zhou with a satisfied smile. He then started studying the donation requirements.
He studied them in detail, and found that there were some blank columns to fill in. There was a row of tiny black words: "Thank you for your contribution. Any donation below 10 RMB will be directly transferred to our online donation box. The gathered fund will be used for humanitarian efforts in accordance with the spirits of our website."
"The Boxing Aid Association sincerely thank you for your trust and support. On behalf of all the boxers in need of help, we thank your contribution!"
"This will do," Yuan Zhou sighed inwardly.
And below that was a form where he could fill in his donation and payment details.
Naturally, the first part of the form was the part where he select the donation type. Without hesitation, Yuan Zhou selected "individual donation" there. Following were the donor's name and so on, and Yuan Zhou quickly filled everything up.
Pa. Pa. Yuan Zhou tapped on the keyboard, keying in "Song An" as the name.
That's right. Since Yuan Zhou couldn't find the boxer Song An's family, after a long consideration, he thought of this idea.
Yuan Zhou decided to make a donation in Song An's name, to do some charity in Song An's name while consoling his own heart at the same time. This was Yuan Zhou's idea.
He filled in the form quickly, and at the address and phone number columns, he filled in the information he obtained from the detective agencies.
Yuan Zhou used the personal phone number of Song An that was no longer in use.
When asked whether he wanted to donate anonymously, Yuan Zhou selected no. The final part of the form was his donation message.
Yuan Zhou did not start typing immediately. He gave it a thought before starting.
While typing, Yuan Zhou recalled that each time Song An came to the restaurant in the past, the first thing Song An asked for was a towel.
Thus, Yuan Zhou typed, "Don't let your close ones see your face filled with blood."
That was the message Yuan Zhou was giving on behalf of Song An.
Click. Yuan Zhou clicked on the confirmation button. Shortly after, the donation was submitted. And three minutes later, he received a message from his bank about the fund transfer.
Looking at the message, Yuan Zhou smiled, the first time he had ever smiled when spending money.


In a remote oriental country, there is a small and odd restaurant that has refused the three-star rating by the Michelin Guide several times. 
“The price is fairly expensive over there, 288RMB for a set meal of Egg Fried Rice and a bowl of soup. Ah, and an extra small plate of pickled vegetables as well. Even so, there are still a long line of people queuing up and waiting for a taste. Reservations are not accepted there, only waiting and queuing personally is allowed. 
“Numerous people fly there on their private planes just to queue up. Furthermore, parking bays and parking spots are not provided there. The service is terrible here. Customers have to clear the tableware themselves and wipe the table as well. For god’s sake, the boss is literally crazy.” 
---Michelin Guide
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Release Rate: 5 Chapters/Week; will be released on Mon, Wed, Fri and Weekend;


Chen Chen had also once looked up this neurological disease that seemed to be a superpower.
In the past, the scientific community believed that forgetting was a passive process and those memories that were used less often would disappear slowly and automatically.
However, with more in-depth research, an increasing amount of evidence showed that the loss of memory was not a passive process. On the contrary, forgetting was more of an active process.
Human brains were constantly forgetting. This was a preset function of the brain, like a program that was continuously running in the background. One could not see it, but it truly existed.
It was not until 2017 that scientists verified this process. This was a mechanism of active forgetting, called "essential forgetting". It involved a specific subset of cells inside the brain. These cells were called "forgetting cells," which broke down the imprints of the memory cells.
The prefrontal cortex of the brains in hyperthymesia patients was very different from that of ordinary people. Whenever this region tried to compress information, it became abnormally active, preventing the compression of information. Therefore, they could not forget certain memories.
Nonetheless, although patients with hyperthymesia had an exceptional, unique memory, not all of them would reach the apex of life as ordinary people might assume. On the contrary, they could not even become the top student in their class.
This was because, despite hyperthymesia patients having powerful storage and memory capabilities, there was usually a problem with the function that halted memory retrieval.
In other words, the brains of patients with hyperthymesia were often in a state of nonstop retrieval. This caused them to be in perpetual anguish and their work and study were often affected by recollections of the past. In severe cases, this could lead to insomnia and excessive dreaming, even resulting in mental illness.
"Of course, I haven't always had this ability."
At this time, Yoru Kamidera continued. "Strictly speaking, I must've obtained it when I woke up after seeing the 'Eye' and falling into a coma for three hours."
Chen Chen's expression sharpened after hearing this. It was true that most patients with hyperthymesia were not born with this ability, but rather, they only acquired it after certain incidents. However, this must be the first time someone had obtained this ability through a Basilisk pattern.
"Doesn't this mean that you can even recall the Basilisk pattern?"
Chen Chen looked at the military base that was getting closer and asked with interest, "So, do you remember the image of the 'Eye'?"
"I do. I can even draw it out by hand."
Yoru Kamidera said, "Also I've found that my resistance to Basilisk patterns is getting stronger and stronger. I even have a certain degree of resistance against patterns such as 'Reaper', 'Flame', and 'Filth'."
After some thought, Yoru Kamidera added. "Your Excellency, the information you saw was written by me and the Basilisk patterns in it were all drawn by me."
Chen Chen could not refrain from applauding. "It seems that your role is even greater than I thought. What about against 'mysterious phenomena'?"
"I'm sorry to say that I'm useless against 'mysterious phenomena'."
Yoru Kamidera shook his head. "The leader of the team once asked me to make a similar attempt but it failed. Fortunately, the mysterious phenomenon was not that lethal, otherwise, I'd have died."
Chen Chen nodded and said no more.
At this time, the spaceship had reached the top of a building near the Yokohama military base.
The three Black Knights got off the spaceship with hard drives and data cables, heading toward the military base. There should be a server room belonging to the military base in there. As long as the diesel generator was located, the server room could be re-operated.
Chen Chen and Yoru Kamidera stayed on the spaceship, waiting for the mission to progress.
To prevent encountering Basilisk patterns, Chen Chen did not even turn on the video, but just used X-112 as a hub that would report the situation encountered by the Black Knights in the military base at all times.
"At present, it looks like there are no guards in the military base.
"The Black Knights found some human traces in the weaponry. It seems that doomsday survivors occasionally come here to replenish ammunition and other supplies.
"It's certain that the warehouse has been emptied out a very long time ago. This must've happened soon after doomsday occurred…
"Still searching. We have found the diesel generators, but the server room hasn't yet been found…"
A string of updates came from X-112.
Chen Chen was bored out of his mind, so he simply continued to look through the black diary, hoping to find other clues from it.
Seeing that Chen Chen was riffling through the diary, Yoru Kamidera beside him could not help but say, "The diaries of the dead are very dangerous because many of the mysterious phenomena that have evolved from the Basilisk patterns are highly contagious. There are even some that are simply a piece of text."
"I know." Chen Chen nodded. "But are there any specific examples for reference? I have only heard of other types of mysterious phenomena, but never any that are textually based."
"I've only heard people mentioning highly fatal mysterious phenomena that are based in text, but they didn't go into detail because if anyone hears those words, they're a goner."
Yoru Kamidera looked quite somber. "But I know of a textual mysterious phenomenon that isn't very contagious and with relatively milder effects."
Chen Chen nodded. "Tell me about it."
"This was about the time when the 'Eye' had just appeared on the Internet."
Yoru Kamidera was caught up in his memory. "I had just turned ten that year and I encountered the 'Eye'. In that disaster, my parents died and only I survived…
"Later, I heard someone mention that they've found a strange network domain name, which is a website address. The full website address is www.yygq.com. You can log in to that website whether with a mobile phone or a computer.
"The name of that website is just four letters — yygq, so this website is also called the yygq website.
"However, this URL doesn't exist. It's not in the URL registration records of any country, yet it still can be easily accessed. After entering the site, the page will display a forum with a black background and green text. The functionality of this forum is extremely crude. It's as simple as it can get.
"Nevertheless, I heard people say at the time that, as long as anyone has logged on to that website and registered to leave a comment, whatever words they type on the forum, in whatever language, will be automatically translated into traditional Chinese. Moreover, it will be in a specific format."
"Traditional Chinese?"
Chen Chen was taken aback at once.
"Yes. For example, if you type 'How are you' in Japanese, then after typing it out, the words will become "Your ashes have not been scattered[1] yet, right?", or if you type in Japanese, 'I am fine too', it will automatically become 'I'm feeling much better'."
[1] "I'll scatter your ashes" is a Chinese catchphrase that originated from Douyin, meant to express extreme fury.


Who could have guessed that the accidental discovery of a pitch-black USB drive would one day turn Chen Chen’s world upside down? 
He quickly realizes that this was no ordinary USB drive—and it came with mysterious powers, along with its own hidden rules. Equipped with his skills and intellect as a student of biological science, Chen Chen strives to uncover the limit of the USB drive, and the limit of his own ambition. 
Follow Chen Chen in his pursuit of lofty aspirations—wealth, immortality, and otherworldly powers! It is a path that will lead him to a grand plan, one that will change the fate of humanity forever…


 30 million big job!
He must rush to get things done!
As the saying goes, coincidences are what creates stories. Fate and destiny were things beyond one's control. If her husband suddenly ended up seeing that video tonight, Chu Tian's big job would be completely ruined.
Time passed in a flash. Soon, it was already 6:30PM.
After typing away for over an hour, Chu Tian finally stopped typing.
Sure enough, this job was quite difficult.
The video was already circulating through the web for half a month now. During this period of time, it had practically spread to all the major and minor sites.
Fortunately, one could track how the video was being spread online. Like a cobweb, as long as one manages to find a single thread, one will be able to pull out the entire web.
After spending over an hour, Chu Tian finally managed to gather all the videos.
All in all, the video was uploaded onto 176 websites. Of those websites, 42 had servers outside the country.
Besides that, the video was also downloaded a total of 779 times. Among them, 266 were computer downloads and the remaining 513 were mobile downloads.
The video was watched roughly 620 thousand times.
Looking at his computer screen, Chu Tian opened the messenger and sent over 176 website links.
Black Bastard Go To Hell immediately responded.
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "???"
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "What are these links?"
Chu Tian: "The video of you and that black man was first uploaded online half a month ago. Right now, it is already on 176 different websites. These are the links to that video. Not a single one is missed."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Ah? 176 different websites? That many?!"
Chu Tian: "The circulation speed for a video like that is extremely fast. Once it's uploaded to a single website, it will soon appear on another website. To reach 176 websites in a half month period is not too outrageous."
Chu Tian: "I'm merely informing you about the current situation. You can go ahead and survey those websites one by one. They're all the recordings of you and that black man. You'll know that I'm not lying to you."
Chu Tian: "Besides that, the video has been downloaded 779 times. I'm unable to provide you with the proof for that. But, that's the truth. Besides that, the video has been watched roughly 620 thousand times. Those are all the current numbers."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "My God! You're kidding! You mean to say that 620 thousand people had seen the video of me doing that?!"
Chu Tian: "That's correct. But, you don't have to give too much thought to that number. 620 thousand people having watched your video with that black man doesn't mean much. After all, our country itself already possessed 1.4 billion people. 620 thousand is an extremely small amount when compared to 1.4 billion. It's nothing more than a drop in the ocean."
Chu Tian: "What's important is your husband. What matters is that he doesn't see the video. For those other people, you'll practically never encounter them. Even if you do end up encountering them in the future, they'll likely not be able to recognize you. Thus, you don't have to worry too much."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Ok, ok, ok. I got it. I beg you, you must act quickly. My god! I couldn't imagine there's that many people having seen that video. I beg you, please, act faster."
Chu Tian: "Rest assured. I will do my best. After all, I'm also worried that your husband will discover that video. If your husband discovers it, then my 30 million will be gone. Well then, enough chatting. I'll notify you again when there's updates."
Chu Tian closed the messenger. Then, after cracking his knuckles and moving his wrists, he began to type away on his keyboard again.
...
8:45PM!
Chu Tian stopped typing and heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally done.
All the websites and downloads have been eliminated.
From now on, the video of that woman and that black man ceased to exist in this world.
Of course, that's excluding Chu Tian's own computer.
After all, he must keep a backup just in case that woman refused to pay. As such, he kept a copy of the video on his own computer.
If she refused to pay, Chu Tian doesn't mind spending some time on making that video spread all over the internet.
Chu Tian opened the messenger again. "Okay. It's done. The video of you and that black man has been eliminated from all the websites. I've also eliminated all the downloads. From today on, that video will no longer reappear."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "This quick? Are you certain you've eliminated everything?"
Chu Tian: "Absolutely. If you don't trust me, go ahead and search for it. If you can find that video, you don't have to pay me a single cent."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Please wait a moment."
Ten minutes later.
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Thank you! I truly can't thank you enough! I never would've imagined that you would be able to eliminate that video this quickly. Please wait, I'll get you my bank card number."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "My bank card number is **********. The password is 565656. That's all my personal money. There's a total of 30 million exactly in that account. You can keep that account and change the password. Rest assured, I will not touch a single cent in that account."
Chu Tian opened up his browser and entered the bank website associated with the account. He then entered the information to check the contents.
Sure enough, there's 30 million!
Not a single cent more, not a single cent less.
Seeing that, a smile rose on Chu Tian's face.
This money, it's fucking awesome!

College Freshman Chu Tian suddenly obtained a special ability – his body would automatically transform according to the comments made by others.

Deskmate Yang Rong: “Hehe, it’s truly great to have an expert hacker as my deskmate.”

Chu Tian whose knowledge in computers was limited to installing operating systems became a super expert hacker in an instant.

A random female student: “Sigh, if only my boyfriend is built like a model.”

Happening to pass by that female student, Chu Tian’s body started to transform. In a flash, he became a handsome model of a man.

The prettiest girl in school: “Chu Tian, do you know how to play basketball?”

When Chu Tian was about to say he doesn’t, a boundless amount of basketball knowledge assailed his head and transformed him into a slam dunk king.

In less than a year, Chu Tian looked to himself in the mirror and sighed, “Sigh, I beg you all, please shut up.”

Mc-so what should I do now? I could do something fun or just wait out the time hmmm you know what I feel like doing some illegal shit but what illegal shit should I do. you know what let's do two things drugs and assassin or merc for hire yeah that's what I'm gonna do but where should I start even before that I need untraceable electronics that are easy to judge by the time after that I have to create a website in the black market then I have to become well known after that wait it out and I have a premonition that I will meet black widow hehe that should be fun so a place to get an untraceable laptop hmm I got a place let's go <booom>
           An inconspicuous warehouse 

Mc-George I know your old ass in there open this goddam door or I'll break open

George-I'm coming damn it hold on who the fuck are you oh x it's you how you doing man and what have I told you about calling me old I'm immortal but that's all how old am I anyway 
Mc-by my count going on 1,000 now 
George-oh huh guess I am old but you are the cosmic entity so yeah who's old
Mc-you I'm 400 and something years old you on the other hand is an old man
George-anyway what do you want that's all you seem to visit me for
Mc-two things a burner phone and for you to come out of this warehouse to team up again but this time to get rich so move your feet or lose money little bitch 
George-I had a feeling you were gonna ask something about that so I built it already access to the internet all over the world access to all servers from independent to almost non-existent ones so how is this
Mc-can you create a website and send it to all the rotten politicians and other rotten people 
George-do you want it to be where people can't hack it or no you want to have fun no wait of course you want to have fun it's done name?
Mc-assassin name or website name
George-both
Mc-website is gax which stands for 
George-George and x pretty obvious now assassin name
Mc-mister x
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Short first chapter






Updated first chapter

"So they have control over a third of their street? Well, that doesn't matter. There's no need to worry too much." Qin Fen smiled as he closed the information page on Even Sky Tower. "They still need to fight over the remaining two-thirds of their street. The remaining sects must feel threaten. I'm confident that they will team up and fight back. This is what Even Sky Tower needs to pay attention to in order to avoid being overturned at a crucial moment during the power struggle."
Qin Fen opened a few more popular posts pertaining to himself and carefully analyzed the videos of his other fights. Reflecting after a matter was one of the most important things one could do to improve one's self.
Qin Fen exited from these threads on the Sky Battle Net after looking through all the posts. He then used a search engine to begin searching for the official website of the Flying Hearts.
The website wasn't as explosive and heated as the Sky Battle Net's website, but it was still quite popular.
This was especially true since the Flying Hearts just finished performing a concert. Quite a few people expressed their opinions on the forums with excitement.
Qin Fen casually registered himself an ID and quickly posted information on selling autographs.
Selling autographs jointly signed by Ya Xin and Ya Fei. The quantity is limited, and the price is high. 
It didn't even take sixty seconds since the post appeared on the pages of the forums before it became fiery hot.
Two minutes passed, and the post was bumped to the top of the forums.
Qin Fen opened the post and looked at everyone's replies. He immediately felt unbounded resentment assault him from reading between the lines.
"Screw off! Get on out of here! Don't take our Flying Hearts Fei Xin to be money-making tools!"
"Are you even human? You're willing to sell the autographs of Fei Xin?"
"Don't believe him everybody! This person is certainly a liar! It's extraordinarily hard to obtain Fei Xin's signatures. Everyone should know this quite well."
"You're actually selling Fei Xin's autograph? Your greed is totally a match for Thirty-Six Hours' greed."
Qin Fen saw his ID on the battle network being referenced here and could not help be stupefied. It looked like this poster was also a fan of the battle network.
It took a short few minutes for over a thousand lines of curses and derision, a quantity that hid the sky and covered the earth, to be hurled at him. Qin Fen was quite regretful. If he were to face these people in reality, would he drown to death by the sheer magnitude of their spittle?
The cursing within this forum's post was in full swing. Qin Fen's message box on these forums also received notifications every second about new messages.
The messages in his inbox were in no way fewer in number than the posts on the forums. Aside from a few messages that directly cursed at him, the absolute majority of the messages had been made furtively, inquiring on the prices for the autographs.
There was something that Qin Fen couldn't understand at all. Quite a few of the posters on the forums had attitudes that were indignant at the injustice of Qin Fen's actions, so they had lashed out in reprimanding. But these same people had different attitudes when they sent him messages; they acted incomparably intimate.
"Brother! I am also a fan of Flying Hearts Fei Xin! How much are you selling the autographs for?"
"Bro, just ignore the posts on the forums. Actually, I fully support you. Sell me one of the autographs, kay."
"Sister, I feel for the injustice that has been done to you! You're trying to benefit everyone in kind, but they actually curse you without end. This little sister supports you. How are you selling the autographs?"
There was a myriad of messages of all kinds, and each of them clearly expressed the same meaning. I am not like those in the posts on the forums. We are all one nation. 
Qin Fen looked at his screen, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The autographs he had on hand were really quite limited. The people who were now trying to worm their way into being friendly with him would probably become even angrier if they weren't able to buy the autographs in the end, right?
"Huh? You're selling some stuff?" Zhang Xiangyang gathered by Qin Fen's side. He studied the messages with extreme interest and casually asked, "Have you planned how to handle things?"
"The Super Taobao Marketplace." Qin Fen's fingers quickly opened a new web page at lightning speed. "I'll directly put them up for auction."
"Not a bad idea." Zhang Xiangyang rubbed his chin, his expression indicating that Qin Fen had made the correct decision. "Bro, if you keep doing things like this, you really will be PKed in real life one day. I can predict it. The number of people who will come knocking on your doorstep to really PK you will be eight million if not ten million."
"It's that serious?" Qin Fen found this to be a bit of a surprise. "Some people can get this crazy?"
Zhang Xiangyang stretched his body. "That's because you've never been a fan. In this world, some people believe in authority, some people believe in power, and some people believe in money. At the same time, there are people who believe in music. The Flying Hearts' voices can shock the souls of people. They are able to become the objects of people's worship, but this isn't really much. In any sort of faith or belief, all sorts of extreme craziness can be produced."
Qin Fen slowly nodded. The two little girls with their petite bodies could shock people's souls with their resounding music. There had never been a heavy metal or rock and roll band that was able to make one's blood boil to the point of madness the moment they heard the music like the Flying Hearts.
Such musicians of the soul were able to make people believe and worship. It wasn't something too magical.
Qin Fen began to feel distressed. He had challenged fourteen sects today and was already so tired that he couldn't stand steadily. Qin Fen immediately felt a bad chill the moment he thought of having to deal with challengers from the entire world and even other planets. That would absolutely be a nightmare.
Qin Fen looked at the autographs in his hand, which he could exchange for a decent sum of money. He felt a headache come on. So it turned out that getting rid of the autographs were much harder than getting them in the first place.
"Cough... cough...."
Zhang Xiangyang coughed twice in a symbolic gesture, issuing a proposal.
Qin Fen looked at Zhang Xiangyang with great interest. According to the psychological analysis, it was impossible for this man to have run over here to just speak a few words for no reason whatsoever.
"You have some sort of method?"
"It isn't that things are impossible for you." Zhang Xiangyang's hands moved as if they were playing a piano. They danced at lightning speed on top of the keyboard. "There is something in this world called the black market. In the black market, one can sell even the head of the Federation's president as long as one possesses the skills."
"Oh really?" Qin Fen dangled the autographs in his hand and said, "The Flying Hearts' autographs naturally are quite valuable. Do I not possess the qualifications to enter the black market?"
"Of course you do." Zhang Xiangyang opened the website to the black market. He quickly typed in an account number and password. "However, the capabilities of the black market far exceed what you imagine. For example, there is something here called a trusted agent. It is an occupation here. They won't ask questions on who you are, nor do they care about what you are selling. They will use their own special channels to get the things you need to sell sold."
Qin Fen's eyes gradually lit up. In the past, he had only heard of the existence of the black market. He never thought that the black market was completely on the Internet now.
Zhang Xiangyang pointed to a corner of a screen. There was a little man wearing black clothes over there. A large word was written before his chest.
"Do you see it yet? Unfortunately, my qualifications are too low. I am only a level one member, so my privileges are extremely limited. The only trusted agents I can connect to are rookies like me. You probably won't get too much money for the autographs."
"Then can you find a trusted agent who can put it on something like an auction?" Qin Fen casually skimmed through thirty signatures. "I feel like whatever price is placed on these autographs will be a loss. I'll be all right with just being able to put them up on a small-scale auction."
"Okay! No problem." Zhang Xiangyang snapped his fingers. "Any trusted agent who is able to reach this place possesses the ability to organize a small scale auction that is safe and hidden. Otherwise, they wouldn't have the privilege to enter the black market in the first place. However, I'm afraid the trusted agents of the black market will be astonished that a couple dozen or so autographs are the objects to be put up for auction."
As he talked, Zhang Xiangyang's hands danced on the keyboard as if he were playing the piano. He quickly entered line after line of information.
Soon, someone replied with a message.
"The quantity is too low. The value is too low. The items are not qualified to be entrusted." 
Zhang Xiangyang grinned in an apologetic expression. "I'm afraid it's hard to get this done. There are rules around these parts."
"What if I add these?" Qin Fen had no choice. He could only take out the several dozen t-shirts in his hands. "All of them. If it's still not possible, I'll think of a way by myself."
"I'll try again." Zhang Xiangyang sent out the information once more.
The information that came back this time caused Qin Fen to reveal a hint of a smile on his face.
"The qualifications are barely acceptable for being entrusted. The entrustment is accepted. The commission is fifty percent." Zhang Xiangyang sighed. "In this place, the higher the value of your item, the lower the commission they charge. This is the first time I've heard of something like a fifty percent commission. Are you sure you want to entrust the items?"
Qin Fen gripped a t-shirt hard in his hand and slowly nodded. "I can only get money by selling. I won't have any money by holding onto them."
"Great! You have drive!" Zhang Xiangyang quickly typed a response, and soon there was a new reply.
"Go to the official website and post a sales message. 'There are only thirty-five autographs. The link to the Super Taobao Marketplace is inside the post.'"
Utilizing the Super Taobao Marketplace? Qin Fen's smile became even more powerless. It was really easy to make money if one had access to the required channels.
Normal people could easily look up a seller's information when using the Super Taobao Marketplace. The result was completely different for someone with access to channels when using the same place to start an auction.
Qin Fen made another post. He casually used his web-cam, which was over three megapixels in resolution, to take pictures of the autograph. Then he uploaded the autograph to the black market website and sent them to the trusted agent.
Once everything was done, Qin Fen's new post exploded in popularity. This time the number of people posting was greater than on the Flying Hearts' forums by God knows how many folds.
"Don't buy it everybody! We can't let him insult our idols like this!"
"That's right! Nobody do it! Let him lose money!"
"I agree. Nobody go and buuuuuy."
Quite a few of the IDs of the people issuing these statements looked quite familiar to Qin Fen. A faint recollection made him realize that these were the same people who had sent him messages inquiring on the price on the Flying Hearts' forums.
"These people...." Qin Fen really didn't know what to say about them. While encouraging people to resist against him, they furtively went to bid on the auction.
Qin Fen also entered the interface for the auction. He had set the starting bid to be a dollar for one of the autographs. Right now it had risen to a hundred dollars within the blink of an eye, and the speed at which it rose showed no signs of slowing.
Such a result forced Qin Fen to sigh. This world really had a lot of people with money. It was just one autograph. Was it really worth it?
Different people possessed different values. Qin Fen watched as the price rose from a hundred dollars to a thousand dollars. It didn't take over fifty seconds for that to happen. The speed he refreshed the speed wasn't as fast as the rise in price.
A thousand dollars!
The autographs were each auctioned separately. Qin Fen looked at the web-pages for each of the thirty-or-so auctions. When someone suddenly smashed down with a thousand dollars, Qin Fen's entire body was as stupefied as the people who had watched him fight in the Sky Battle Net.


"Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven." -KyleChow_
"He is a youth, a gentleman, and a scholar cultivating in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He has the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, producing clouds with a turn of a hand and rain with the other. This is a story about the clash of passions between neo martial arts and paleo martial arts. This is a story about transcending the apex, about forcefully slaughtering one's way into the legends. This is a story about fading into nirvana, about the prideful of heaven!
In this world, cultivating the paleo martial art known as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the pinnacle allows one to possess the enormous strength of ten dragons and ten elephants! In this world, the Nitrogen Freezing Magic can freeze even a volcano on the verge of eruption! In this world, the Magma Art can instantly melt and vaporize a glacier!
This is a heavy undertaking by Skyscrapper back in 2009! This is a story of affection, of love. This is a story never lacking in friendship. This story, overflowing with heated blood, is certain to cause your own passion to surge!
This is a radiant era where hot-blood, friendship, love, and heroes converge, shine, and interweave upon each other.
Click and fall in love with this legend." -Strivon (Translation of original synopsis)


There was a boy named John, who is a Gr. 12 student. He is an Introvert and he does not communicate much. He spends some time with his computer at home. He has 3 friends in school. School was finished and he walked with them to go home. He arrived there at 6pm. He came up to his room, and opened his computer. When he opened his computer, he recieved an email. Leading to a link. He had second thoughts to click the link and visit the website, or Ignore it. He had a decision to ignore the link. He started opening the weband he recieved another email. This time, the email had a picture of the link. And again, He ignored it. He opened his FB acc and chatted his friends. He asked his friend Timothy if he knew about the email. John is being wierded out by it. And then tge conversation started.

John - Hey Tim...
- I have a question...
- Do u know this website or link?
- www.tG_Lst_bl.com.ki/hu_g/de_th

Timothy - Hey John...
- And no... Im gunna try to visit it
-.... 

*28 mins later*

John - Tim? U still there?
Tim - Hello... John... Why dont visit the link?
- Hehe... Were waiting, were playing a game afterall...
-And... i hve my own commands...

*deactivates Tim's acc*

     John is being creeped out by what happened to Tim. He got a spam of Tim's Deactivated Account. And after that, his computer rebooted. While he's waiting, He notived his computer to have a Black screen. it was displaying the link and a coded message.


Hello_John_why_not_visit_the_website.

www.tG_lst_bl.com.ki/hu_g/de_th

Or... Destroy_your_own_computer...

System32/command.exe/reboot
/command.exe/erasing_memory_data...
/command.exe/60.secs.../till_finish_erasing...

*countdown

23.5/8.1.22.5/9.15.13.5.20.8.9.14.7/20.6/20.5.12.12./21

     John had no choice, but to Visit the Link. So he clicked it and rebooted his computer back to normal. He is thinking that it can be a virus or a malware. He checked his Antivirus and he used it to scan any threat to his computer. Once he scanned his computer, The Antivirus said that there was no threat to his computer. After that, he recieved another email. With the link, and a picture of the website. He clicked the link and closed all of his tabs and applications and it opened his command prompt. Displaying a command. John tried to type anything or click anything, He saw this on his command prompt.

*fullscreen
*pitch black

click_the_command...
order_execute/link.link.lst.com
continue/execute.exe
copy/command.prompt-rename/Gmelst.exe
Redirecting....
Please_wait...
Done...
In_3_2...

1...

Go...

*redirects to link

Please enter the code u recieved from earlier...
After that, executr the code exactly by time...
12:00am, Nov. 5/18
Ull be now redirected to ur... Web...


*reboots computer
*1hour reboot*
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