While Ren is planning what to do in the barren lands, he remembered the all-purpose hoe he received from the God. So he tried to search for it and found it lying under his bed.

When he grabbed the hoe, a panel appeared in front of him.

[Welcome to the interdimensional market.]

Those words greeted him and he is shocked because he saw a floating panel in front of him.

"D-do you see this?" Asked the shocked Ren.

"Yeah I could see it." Yoruichi said.

[Would you like a beginner's crash course of the market?] The panel asked.

"Yes." He said and a voice spoke through the head of the two.
 
It told them the basics of the trading system. You could put up items for sale or auction. You could buy items in the panel as well, there are also designated sub-panels if you want specific items. 

There are also trade panel where you can trade item for an item. There is even chat box where you can speak with the owner of the item through telepathy. 

The market also doesn't allow scamming because doing so will cost your life and the items you are trying to sell and the item you scammed will be given to the opposite party. (It is like the trading house of Dragon Nest but with trade boxes and chat boxes.)

[What would your community name would be?] It said and another blank panel appeared.

After thinking for a while, he just puts in his name.


[Invalid the name's already taken]

"Err. What do you think I should put in?" Ren asked Yoruichi.

"How should I know? Just put whatever you want." He said.

"Hmmm. Ren101? Uhhh invalid.... Ren001... invalid again... Ren123456... Invalid as well? FarmerRen. Oh. It got accepted." Ren heaved a sigh of relief after the community name got accepted.

After his community name got accepted, he then stared at the massive panel in front of him and there's a blinking notification in the corner of the panel as he clicked on it.

[You have a trade offer. (Accept) (Decline)] 

"Oh, someone sent me a trade offer. Accept."

A panel opened up with two windows. One of then is his and the other one, when Ren looked at who wants to trade to him, it was the overseer.

"You have finally joined the community." The overseer said.

"Its you again. Did you do something to me again? My head's a mess and I can't remember a single damn thing!" Ren sent his thoughts to the overseer.

"It was an accident. I didn't do anything at all." The overseer said.

"Anyway, since you have finally made it to the market, I'm giving this to you. I didn't give it to you earlier because you don't have any storage bags or rings at that time." The overseer said and a book appeared in the overseers trade window. When he put his fingers on that book, another panel appeared as it showed what book it is.

"Farming101? You're a God, right? Why don't you just transfer the knowledge to me?" Ren asked.

"Why should I? I don't gain anything with that trade. You get this book from me for free because it is inappropriate to send you with a book. If you want more you have to give me something of equal value. Its should be a basic rule especially for an alchemist like you." He said.

"Fine. I have already clicked accept. Lock it from your side." Ren said and didn't say anymore because he doesn't know the price of trading with the overseer and he doesn't know the prices of the goods up for sale as well.

The overseer locked and accepted the trade and a panel appeared saying that the trade was successful and before the overseer disconnected, Ren asked him since he knows a lot more than him plus his memory is basically gone because of another accident.

"If I ask a question is there a payment?" Ren asked.

"Of course. A question is 100 points each." He said and Ren disconnected from the overseer.

Ren then claimed the traded item and a book appeared in front of him and he grabbed it. He doesn't want to focus on getting seeds right now because basically, he's a beginner in terms of growing crops.

"Is that the book, that guy gave you?" Yoruichi asked.

"Yep. Looks like I have to read this from now on to at least have some basic knowledge on farming." Ren said as he opened the book.

What he saw inside is a table of content. The book was split into three sections, basics of farming, what you need to know about the land, and lastly, crops.

Ren didn't think twice and immediately flipped through until he reached the second section, about the land. He tried reading it from the start.

"Land pollution refers to all forms of pollution affecting any type of soil: agricultural, forestry, urban, etc. Soil pollution is a disruptive element for many biological resources and ecosystem..." Ren read through the book and finally found his answer.

"To cure land poisoning, you must extract the poison or chemicals from the ground. There are two ways to solve land poisoning, the long way, and the short way. The long way consists of taking a land sample and studying it and trying to find out something that would counteract the poison within the land. Or you could use the short way, just pour a drop of sap of rejuvenation into the land to purify it to the roots." Although Ren had found his answers, he still continued reading it for hours. 

Yoruichi just lied down on his bed, not seemingly bothered about Ren who keeps on reading as he lit a lamp and continued reading the book.

After reading for hours, he felt tired. He didn't feel hungry because he's eating the fruits they gave him while reading.

Ren finally decided to call it a night as he blew on the flickering light of the lamp and laid down as he closed his eyes to sleep.

Meanwhile, after confirming that Ren has slept, Yoruichi on the other hand transformed into a slender and well-endowed woman of average height. She has dark skin, golden irises, and black hair. She took one spare clothes of Ren from the table and their size exactly fit each other. 

She then continued jumping all around mount Myoboku. Yoruichi is currently mapping the entire area out. There are three points of interest for Yoruichi at the moment. A cave entrance, Toad Town, and the elder's house. But Yoruichi's curiosity led her to enter the cave entrance.

She cautiously entered the are and so far she didn't see or feel anything dangerous at the moment. When she reached the end of the cave, she saw a huge toad sitting in a high chair with waterfall in his back.

"What can I do for you little cat?" Asked the Great toad sage.

"Looks like you really can see the future." Said Yoruichi.

"Indeed. Although what I can see is only bits and pieces of it." He said.

"Tell me about this world. What are these things I perceive floating in the air?" Yoruichi asked for information.

"You are indeed not from these world. I don't think you're from Kaguya's clan. The boy isn't either." The great toad sage said in amusement.

The great toad sage then obliged as he told Yoruichi about chakra and shinobis but he didn't tell about chakra's origins and the nature chakra. 

He could tell that Yoruichi is perceiving nature chakra but he didn't tell her because simply absorbing them without any form of training could be deadly to anyone.

"Telling all this information, what's in it for you?" Yoruichi asked.

"The boy that's been with you might bring destruction or save this land from impending doom. I wish for you to guide him through the latter." He said. When he tried to see Ren's future, he saw two dreams, the first one is Ren sitting cross legged on the chakra fruit tree and is waiting for it to ripen while the second dream is blurry he can't see much the only thing he saw is Ren emitting light under such dark sky.

Hearing the great toad sage, Yoruichi can't stop laughing as she laughed hearing the Great Toad Sage's request.

"Ahhh, sorry. Its just that I find it funny. You think a mere prediction of the future can depict the path Ren will walk into? He will walk his own path with or without anyone's guidance. He might be naive at first glance because he lost majority of his memories but his instincts guides him on what he wants to do and what he doesn't." Yoruichi said as she went out of the cave and return to Ren's house.
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Somewhere in a dark place.

"So who are you, old man and what can I do for you?" Ren asked the floating old man in front of him.

"Fret not, child. My name is Hagoromo, the founder of ninshu." The old man said as he introduced himself.

"You said you want to be immortal? I can help you with that. I have the elixir of life processed from the sap of Tree of Life." 

"Oh, you also want me to provide some corpse? I can help you with that. You see that tree over there? My killer tree over there has managed to kill so many thieves who were aiming for my garden."

"You want me to provide you with meat for your village? Sure, I've got tons of magic beasts being guarded by my pet."

"Oh, you want to kill me to take everything I have? I have a seed that can take all the nutrients of the land in your village leaving it barren."

"My background? I'm just a farmer. Farming in this land. Don't mind me. Look, i'm just planting seeds over here."

A man transported to another world after dying from bad luck. Instead of showing who's fist is bigger or who's d*ck is longer, he decided to not meddle on everything and built a farm for himself.

Kim Anderson's point of view [POV] 

In bed, I kept thinking about the same thing again and again.

I was thinking and beating myself up with the idea that I still loved Carl.

My thoughts were distracted with the vibration of my phone.

It was a text message.

-Hey Kim,thousand and one thousand and one excuses Earl. 
Don't forget you have a photo shoot for the Runway magazine cover tomorrow. Try your best to be here on time and look astonishing as always.-

I raised my eyebrow after reading the message....I almost forgot about the photo shoot.

"Thank you Earl" I smiled.

With that, I switched of the side lamp then there was total darkness.

~*~


                       

The buzzing sound of the alarm woke me up. 

I opened my eyes reluctantly...i groaned as I got up from my bed. I flickered the alarm to turn the annoying sound off.

I was still sleepy. I didn't have enough sleep last night. Thoughts of Carl clouded my mind.
I staggered to the bathroom like a brainless Zombie. 

My head was aching for sleeping late last night. 

The cold breeze of the morning made me shiver. 

I needed a hot bath.

After the bath, I came out a bit refreshed but a cup of coffee would do more magic.

Right then I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I ordered. 

It was my nanny with a cup of coffee. As if she read my mind. 

That was just what I needed.

"Good morning Kim" 

"Good morning nanny"

"You look unwell. What is the matter dear?" That was one of Nanny Mae's many qualities. She could feel it when I am troubled.

"Its nothing Nanny. Just didn't sleep early last night. And I'm also nervous about my wedding."
I lied!

"Its just normal dear. Let's hope everything comes of successfully." She added then she made her way out.

Seven O'Clock. Gosh I was getting late for my shoot.

But I didn't know what to wear.

After minutes of deciding,
I settled for a crop top with a faded cut out jeans and a pair of louboutin and carried a Chanel classical bag. 

I decided on a makeup free face that morning. I wasn't in the mood.

I checked up on my son after having my breakfast then I headed straight to the agency. 

I didn't know what to feel since I will be having my wedding shopping too after the shoot.

When I arrived at the location, I was led to the dressing room by Melanie my assistant. She had to come there early to make sure of everything I will be needing is provided.

We can't miss out in anything. This was a world known magazine I was shooting for.

The shoot began after the dress up and make ups.

The outfit I wore for the first section of the photo shoot was a custom made Dior number encrusted with beads made with precious stones. 

Leroy was already there when we were done with the shoot.

"Hello Dear" 

"Hey, are you done with the shoot? Can we go now?"

"Yes honey"

Leroy is a very persistent guy. 
He knew if he hadn't come there himself i will make up a thousand and one excuses just to avoid the wedding shopping.

I know I've not been fair to him. All he has done is love me passionately but I don't return the love.

He is very kind and has been there for my son and i for the past ten years. It was only enough that I marry him even if I don't feel the same way he feels about me. 

I just hope with time I can learn to love him.

For what seemed like a match made in heaven, Carl Moore fell in love with the daughter of his employer, CEO of a highly reputable law firm in Boston. 

The CEO got murdered in cold blood and Carl was accused of committing the crime.

Carl spent ten years in prison for the crime and returns determined more than ever to win the love of his life back.

Now, Kimberly 'Kim' hates him for killing her father  and seeks to have revenge on him no matter what it takes.
                                                                           
Carl on the other side will do anything to prove his innocence and win Kim back.

But the truth becomes more hard to find as he get closer to it.

Will he be able to prove his innocence and get back with Kim with all the obstacles he would have to face ?



▶▶updates on weekends.

Love y'all


Amazing cover by @candice


Zhang Zian was busy the whole day and now it was almost time for him to go to bed. 
Zhang Zian had been exhausted throughout the day, but now that he knew the elves' lives could be extended, his tiredness vanished completely. However, he hadn't told the news to Old Time Tea or the other elves yet. As Pi had said, it wasn't the right time. If he hastily told the news to everyone, they would be too expectful. The reality might be too disappointing. For that reason, they might as well not know about it in the first place. 
Even if the lifetime of the elves really could be extended infinitely, the elves had to go through an extremely difficult process to do so. Judging from Pi's stern expression as it read the untitled book, Zhang Zian figured that this may be his biggest challenge and trial since he downloaded the Pet Hunter game.
Although he couldn't understand the untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster Dictionary, The Book of Sand, or a fantasy book from another civilization in the universe, he was still very grateful for it. Without it, he wouldn't have found out about such reassuring and hopeful news.
The elves had fallen asleep, one after the other. Before going to sleep, Richard had been very active that night, as if everything put him in a good mood. Zhang Zian had to hang it upside down to calm it down. 
When everyone was in bed, Pi was still sitting in front of the computer, typing away.
"Pi, did the noise bother you?" Zhang Zian came over and asked. He knew how annoying Richard and Snowy Lionet were.
Pi shook its head no.
"Well, we're all going to bed now. Please go to sleep as soon as you finish writing." Zhang Zian brought over a small desk lamp. The lamp light was turned away from the bedroom, so it wouldn't affect anyone's sleeping.
He didn't plan on telling Pi what he was doing later, because he wasn't sure whether he would be successful or not. He didn't want Pi to be disappointed after giving it so much hope. 
Pi grinned and nodded.
Zhang Zian glanced at the elves again. After confirming that each elfin was in its correct place, he turned off the ceiling light. 
With the light from the desk lamp and his own nightlight, he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to Pi type. He thought about the elves' lives for a while, and then thought about the situation of Uncle Li's diner. He tried to allow all of his thoughts to occupy his mind and keep himself from falling asleep.
About an hour later he heard a click, and the fan noise from the laptop disappeared. Pi turned off the desk lamp and the room grew darker. It climbed into the basket hammock chair to go to sleep.
Zhang Zian kept his eyes open for a while, and almost fell asleep. He pinched his thighs to keep himself awake. 
He looked up and guessed that Pi had already fallen asleep. Then, he grabbed his cell phone by his pillow and opened the Qidian app.
That day, as he watched Pi write, he had secretly browsed the Internet on his cell phone, trying to find out what the amazing reading lists were.
After he finished researching, he knew that reading lists were an important supplement to the Official Recommendation Spots from the Qidian website. A reading list was created by an individual, who would list his or her favorite books and the reasons why they would recommended those books on their list. If other readers agreed with the owner's suggestions, they would start following the creator of the list. The reading list owners were similar to bloggers who reviewed digital products on video websites, and the digital products recommended by bloggers tended to receive more attention. Some reading list owners even had tens of thousands of followers. 
After careful searching, Zhang Zian discovered that the reading list owners were roughly divided into two categories. One type introduced and reviewed each book in great length, while the other kind of reading list owners introduced each book with only one sentence. The former type attracted much more followers than the latter. After all, through the detailed evaluations and introductions, the readers could tell that the reading list owners had put in a lot of work into every book. 
That day, he had mentally noted the reading list owners' IDs who wrote long book reviews and then went to the comment sections of their lists. He first ruled out the most popular reading list owners, because in their comment sections, numerous authors or authors who pretended to be readers were promoting their own books. Those reading list owners wouldn't be able to read all the books being recommended to them, even if they tried to read 24 hours a day.
As for the reading list owners that attracted fewer followers, their comment sections were basically empty. It wouldn't be helpful for Zhang Zian to advertise Pi's novel in those lists. 
After more research, he targeted a reading list owner who had the tenth most followers. The ID name of the reading list owner was Morning Gorilla Star, who was mentioned by the author of Diplomats of the Underworld. 
Morning Gorilla Star had written down his requirements about posting advertisements in his comment: Do not copy and paste your ads. I will promote urban novels that have no or only one female protagonist.
Zhang Zian felt relieved when he read these requirements. He was extremely popular with women, and many cute girls were desperately hoping to be his girlfriend. Pi had just hidden this fact while writing the novel based on the life in Zhang Zian's pet shop. Therefore, Pi's novel had managed to meet Morning Gorilla Star's requirements.
Advertising was like sending resumes to hiring managers. The key points of the novel must be written as concisely as possible. What was the highlight of Pi's novel? It certainly wasn't that the protagonist didn't have a girlfriend! 
He typed on his phone: Can I promote my own book? The title of the book is Pet King. The protagonist, who is the owner of a pet shop, downloads a game that can capture elves. Together with the elves, he witnesses the growth of the pet shop. There is no female protagonist in this book. 
He thought it over and added "Currently" in front of the sentence, "There is no female protagonist in this book." Then, he satisfyingly clicked the "Send" button.
After sending the message, Zhang Zian repeatedly refreshed the comment section and anxiously waited for a reply from the reading list owner, just like a job seeker who was constantly refreshing emails and nervously waiting for replies after sending out his resume. Zhang Zian had read the books recommended by Morning Gorilla Star, and all the books were well-written. Perhaps Morning Gorilla Star wouldn't think Pi's novel was good enough. However, Zhang Zian hoped that Morning Gorilla Star, who had read countless books, could at least tell him why Pi's novel failed to be recommended by him. In that case, Zhang Zian could help Pi revise the novel. Zhang Zian was acting like a job seeker who was close to starving to death and desperately needed a job, whatever the job was, to feed himself.
Since it was nearly one o'clock in the morning, the owner had probably gone to bed already. Watching his comment drowning in other comments from authors promoting their own books, Zhang Zian couldn't help but sigh in dismay.
Perhaps he sighed too loud, because Zhang Zian heard a squeaking sound come from the hammock chair. It sounded like Pi had turned over.
He locked his phone screen and waited a little longer. He didn't unlock his phone until there wasn't any more sounds coming from the chair.
What should he do?
He was very sleepy. Should he wait till the reading list owner woke up and try advertising again? 
No, he shouldn't wait. Tomorrow, Pi would receive its first Minor Recommendation Spot. If its novel failed to be ranked in the top three or top four spots, it might never have a chance to receive a recommendation again.
With that thought, he decided to advertise on another reading list. Advertising was just like begging, and as long as he could swallow his pride now, he would gradually become thick-skinned. 
This time, he lowered his expectations by moving his attention from the reading list owners with tens of thousands of followers to ones with hundreds of followers, hoping that some of them hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Zhang Zian noticed that there was one whose ID was Yang Chenkong. In his reading list, Yang Chenkong wrote reviews with thousands of words for each book and offered many thoughtful insights. However, Yang Chenkong only had a mere 3,000 followers. Would it really be useful to advertise in this list?
Zhang Zian desperately went to the comment section. To his surprise, he saw that this reading list owner was still online, discussing his opinions with his friends about a certain book. 
Zhang Zian hadn't read the book that they were talking about. However, from reading their conversation, Zhang Zian felt as if he had read it and learned about its successes and failures. From observing, Zhang Zian could tell that Yang Chenkong was very professional. 
For some reason, the comment section of his reading list was blank and had no advertisements. Zhang Zian chuckled to himself. He could take advantage of this rare opportunity to advertise. 
There were some basic rules of advertising for all reading lists. Unlike like people who put advertisements in bathrooms,  book-promoting advertisements couldn't be randomly posted. Each reading list owner had different requirements for advertisements. For example, Morning Gorilla Star had explicitly stated that he would only recommend novels with no or one female protagonist. Yang Chenkong, however, had a wide range of book choices. Except for supernatural novels, Yang Chenkong basically read every genre. 
However, the most difficult thing was that the list owner didn't specify which book genres he would recommend, and Zhang Zian didn't know how to cater to his preferences. After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Zian rewrote the message that he had sent to Morning Gorilla Star. He deleted the sentence "Currently, there is no female protagonist in this book." He added, "Feel free to read the sample chapters, but don't blame me if you're poisoned (Translator's Note: Read and Poison sound the same in Chinese)," hoping that his self-deprecating tone would draw Yang Chenkong's attention. 
After clicking "Send", he was too tired to repeatedly refresh the comment section as he did before. It was almost half past one in the morning, and he would need to get up early that day.
Putting down his cell phone, Zhang Zian lay down flat on the bed. Soon, he was half-awake and half-asleep, and he would completely fall asleep at any moment. 
In the darkness, Pi had been watching him the whole time. It had barely moved, except to slightly change its posture after its legs started to get numb.
Pi had always known about Zhang Zian's actions. It could tell from Zhang Zian's exhaustion. 
Since Zhang Zian was so tired, it wouldn't matter if he did these things later, right?
Pi opened its mouth and silently imitated the shape of someone saying "thank you."
What?
Zhang Zian thought he heard something. It seemed like someone was talking to him. He barely could open his eyes. His drowsiness was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his eyelids.
He looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary. He unlocked his phone screen and saw that it was past two in the morning. 
Since he hadn't logged out from the Qidian app yet, he clicked open Yang Chenkong's comment section, the second reading list owner he advertised on that night, hoping to find Yang Chenkong's review on Pi's novel. However, he found no review, and saw that the advertisement he had posted was gone.
No wonder the comment section was so empty. As it turned out, Yang Chenkong deleted all of the advertisements in his comment section. Zhang Zian's efforts were again all in vain. 
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. He shoved his cell phone under his pillow and fell asleep.


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

Lin Qian sat in the car for a while, thinking about what happened just now; his gaze, his ardent moving hands, and his lingering whispers beside her ear. She couldn't help but blush and giggle.
It was time to leave work. Many passers-by were coming and going in the parking lot. She waited for quite a while for a chance to sneak into his car. Fortunately his car was parked in a remote spot. She hid in the front passenger seat and no one noticed her. 
After sitting for a few more minutes, she saw a shadow approaching from outside the window. The driver's door opened; Li Zhicheng stepped into the car.
A wholesome and ticklish sweetness permeated Lin Qian's heart upon his arrival. She didn't say anything, merely lowering her head and playing with her fingers.
Li Zhicheng said nothing either. He glanced at her thoughtfully, then he started the car.
When the car left through the main gate of the Group, Lin Qian, as usual, was agile like a bunny, lowering her body to avoid from the gazes of others. Li Zhicheng said before she went on the business trip that he wanted to make their relationship be known to the public, but at times like these, she still subconsciously wanted to hide. 
While she was hiding, she did not forget to warn him, "Don't you dare to laugh at me!"
"Hmm." he replied flatly.
Then she felt a hand gently on her back, a very casual move, as though he was caressing his dearest belonging. Lin Qian could feel goosebumps on her back and neck upon his touch. Not long after the car left the main gate, she straightened in her seat, blushing. 
She felt like she must have overreacted. It was just a simple touch, why did… why did… she sense desire from it?
Is it because it has been so long since I've had intimate contact with him, so that's why my thoughts wander? After all, a few months ago, I got greedy too and needed to be satisfied... 
Lin Qian was silently embarrassed by her thoughts. Meanwhile Li Zhicheng was staring at the sunset and the blue sky; the car moved steadily and swiftly.
The car continued moving for a while more, suddenly Lin Qian came to her senses.
This was not the way to her home. Her home was only opposite the office, a few hundred meters away. He had been driving for so long without her noticing. 
"Where are we going?" she asked. She thought that he would send her home first, drop off the luggage and then go for dinner.
"My place." his reply was succinct, "We'll drop off the luggage then go for dinner."
Lin Qian was stunned.
What… how could he bring her home so naturally? Since when did she agree to stay at his place tonight?
Even though she was judging him silently, in the end Lin Qian said nothing. She pretended to enjoy the scenery and listen to the podcast, allowing Li Zhicheng to drive the car straight back to his place.
His place was located in a development that was freshly built only two years ago, not far away from Aida Group. Because it was in the suburbs, the area was very big. She took a glance and was surprised to see that there were around twenty to thirty blocks standing under the sun.
He stayed at a townhouse by the lake, located deep inside the neighborhood. 
Lin Qian immediately took a liking to his house the moment she saw it. She didn't like enormous mansions; it didn't feel like home. His house was a small two-storey home with a front yard and a backyard. The backyard was used as a parking lot; the front yard was filled with plants. There was even a wooden rack in the front garden, but it was empty. 
Lin Qian touched the tall wooden rack, "What do you plan to plant?"
"Whatever you like."
Lin Qian felt a surge of sweetness, then she continued to be a character with mettle and complained silently: Tsk, this isn't even my home. 
There was a vestibule immediately after they entered the door. Beyond the vestibule was a spacious living room. The home decor and furniture were all American country style; grand yet homey. Lin Qian scanned the room, then she asked, "You didn't design this, did you?"
Li Zhicheng threw her carry-on luggage on the sofa, nodding, "It's my dad's house. I am staying here for the time being."
Lin Qian understood. She put her hands behind her back, touring with great interest. Li Zhicheng followed after her, hands in his pants' pockets.
Living room, dining room, kitchen, guest room… obviously other than the living room, the rest of the first floor was not used often. Walking up a spiral staircase, she first reached a small living room on the second floor. It was quiet and well-ventilated.
Then it was the study. This room was larger and it looked spectacular with a few book racks filled with books.
There was a gym as well. A treadmill and two other pieces of gym equipment filled the space.
Lin Qian stood by the doorside, "Do you still work out every day?"
Li Zhicheng, "I'm used to it."
Indeed, when he was in the military, he must have done large amounts of exercise every day. Lin Qian turned around and pinched his arm. It didn't seem brawny, but all she touched were tough muscles. Of course, the most beautiful part of him was his fit and well-developed abs; before she left last time, she even lay on top and rubbed herself against them… Lin Qian flushed, trying to look casual when she left the gym.
Last came the master bedroom. It took up a lot of space, with a brilliant chandelier, thick golden-brown drapes, an arc-shaped king-size bed, and a wardrobe. But the decoration was simple as well. There was nothing except for the bed and the wardrobe. There was only a pillow on the bed. 
Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Li Zhicheng's bass voice rang beside her ear, "Go and get another pillow from the cabinet."
Lin Qian's face heated up; she turned around and glared at him, "Get it yourself."
His eyes were all smiles, he reached for her hand and led her to the cabinet. He opened the door, pulled out a pillow, lowered his head to give her a glance, and threw the pillow to her. Lin Qian caught it out of reflex, then she turned around with a reddened face, and placed the pillow on the bed.
Being playful, she pushed his pillow to a far corner, then she placed her new pillow in the center, occupying the ruling position. After she was done, just when she gleefully wanted to turn her head and show it off to him, she suddenly felt the warmth of his body covering her back and his arms closing around her waist.
Lin Qian was pressed against the wardrobe from behind; one of his hands leaned against the wardrobe, the other held her waist. His lips moved down from her face and her neck nibbling; his hand was fondling her silently. He only let Lin Qian turn around and face him when she had melted into a puddle after being incited by him. But he was still pressing her against the wardrobe, encircling her in his embrace.
"Why did you suddenly kiss me, I merely took your spot…" Why was he suddenly aroused and kissing her aggressively?
When faced with her coquettish protest, he had no smile on his face; his gaze was frighteningly dark and deep. 
"Lin Qian, today is the 23rd."
Lin Qian was confused. He had let go of her and said, "Let's go have dinner first."
The dinner took place at an exquisite restaurant outside of the neighborhood. The food was delicious. Following Lin Qian's temperament, after the past few hours, she had totally forgotten about the sorrow and melancholy she had for the past two months. She had forgotten about the sense of distance with him too. She returned to her usual self, telling Li Zhicheng the interesting encounters she had for the past two months while savouring the food on the table.
Even though he didn't speak much, he was obviously in a good mood too; one could see smiles in the corner of his eyes. But his dark and deep gaze was always set on her. This made Lin Qian feel slightly anxious.
When they walked out of the eatery, the night was perfect. The sky was clear with a bright moon hanging. The neighborhood was tranquil. Thinking about what would happen later tonight, Lin Qian's heart did a flip.
After panicking, she subconsciously wanted to delay it.
"A hundred steps after a meal makes living to ninety-nine a reality," she said with a straight face, "Let's go for a walk."
Li Zhicheng glanced at her, saying, "We will make a trip to the supermarket."
"Why are we going to the supermarket?"
Li Zhicheng wrapped his arm around her waist, "To buy something."
Initially, Lin Qian didn't realize what he wanted to buy. The supermarket was crowded and lively on the weekend. She saw the fruits section and happily walked towards it, picking up a few oranges and apples. After she had weighed them, Li Zhicheng took the bag from her, wrapped her shoulder with his arm and led her forward. The two made a round and Lin Qian didn't have anything else to buy. When they were close to the checkout counter, only did she remember, asking, "What do you want to buy?"
Li Zhicheng didn't say anything.
He led her in hand, walking past aisle after aisle of shelves, and finally stopped in front of rows of colourful boxes. 
Lin Qian saw it now; her face reddened instantaneously. She wanted to let go of his hand, but he reacted faster, holding her hand tighter, making it obvious that he wanted her to accompany him.
Li Zhicheng was a man with deep thoughts. Even though he was unfamiliar with this kind of product, he didn't say much, nor did he ask for help from the sales person. He stood in front of the shelves, reading carefully, then he picked a box and tossed it into the shopping basket.
Then he lowered his head to glance at her, "Is it okay?"
Lin Qian's heart was in turmoil. Why does he ask me whether it is okay or not? As though I'm using it? 
But...alright, it will be used on me i guess...no wonder he needed to ask me... 
These messy thoughts flashed past and filled in the gaps, Lin Qian's face was heated up even more. She said nothing, taking a glance at that box of Okamoto 003 condoms.
Humph… not a bad choice.
After they came out from the supermarket, every step towards his house was slow torture for Lin Qian.
The two walked side by side. His words were few, his steps were steady. As Lin Qian stared at his composed profile and his tall and well-proportioned body, she thought back to that box of condoms being slipped into his pocket, and she started feeling restless.
She even recalled the few days after their visit to Mount Emei. At night he would press her against the bed and kiss her whole body repeatedly. His hard and scorching desire was held in her hand, lightly pressed against her lower abdomen and nudged her, once, twice, hinting silently. During that time, he would raise his fervent, predatory gaze and stare at her, like a real, unmasked wolf… 
Lin Qian continued to silently follow him as they kept walking.
But her every step was filled with thrill and uncontrollable desire.
They quickly arrived at his home.
The neighborhood was exceptionally quiet; there was only the two of them in the house, so the air was absolutely silent. The only sound Lin Qian could hear was her own panting.
But Li Zhicheng seemed calm as usual. He turned his head and glanced at her, "I am going to take a shower downstairs. If you want to shower, you can use the bathroom in the master bedroom."
Lin Qian, "Oh…"
He lowered his head to kiss her again, "Wait for me upstairs."
Lin Qian's heart did a flip again. She couldn't say anything, so she could only… obey him and went upstairs.
As the hot water slowly flowed down her body, Lin Qian stared at the water streaming through her fingers dumbfoundedly.
She was about to become one with him. He would finally fulfill his wish.
Thinking of this, her heart softened for him, but at the same time, she was also a bit amused. She buried her face in her hands. Li Zhicheng, will we be in love forever? Right now, as I am about to walk towards you, I wish this moment would last forever. Only then will your waiting and desire be worth it, and my decision too.
She also remembered why Li Zhicheng said today is the 23rd.
It was because the last time her period came, it was the 14th.
Today was very safe for sure, with no chance of being interrupted again.
He sure did remember.
Turning off the faucet, she put on her nightgown. It was made of silk, running down to her knees. It had a V-shape collar, revealing a small patch of snow white skin around her chest. Her arms and legs were laid bare.
Lin Qian looked awhile at herself in the mirror, then she pushed open the bathroom door.
As she walked out, she was stunned.
The drapes had been drawn closed, covering the windows securely. The lights on the ceiling were turned off, leaving only a dim floor lamp on; the soft lightning rippled through the room. 
Li Zhicheng stood next to the lamp, turning his head as he heard the bathroom door.
He was in a long, black bathrobe, with his hands in the pockets, revealing his calves. The bathrobe was made of silk, pure black and soft; he looked fair and cold in it. His temperament seemed to be more poised and lazy than usual, but equally handsome and charming. 
Who knows how long he had been waiting for her.
Lin Qian forgot to breathe, staring at him in a daze. 
When he saw her, he took his hands out from his pockets, walking towards her slowly.
Lin Qian's heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
He stood before her and lowered his head to look at her. Lin Qian's palms started sweating.
Suddenly he bent over and swept her off her feet. "Ah!" Lin Qian let out a soft cry in alarm; he held her firmly in his embrace. 
Their surroundings were still. Her face was pressed against his chest; she could hear his racing heartbeat. He looked down at her; his dark gaze was like the endless night, staring at her. 
"Lin Qian." He slowly asked, "How long have I waited?"
Lin Qian felt her throat dry up, and with a quivering voice she answered, "...seventy-nine days?"
He embraced her, and then turned and led her to the bed behind them.


Lin Qian used to believe that her Mr. Right needed to be handsome and reliable. An elite man in the business world who was extremely influential. A person that Lin Qian would admire, for nothing would be impossible for him.

However, when she finds her love, she realizes that what attracts her is his calmness, silence, persistence and loyalty. She loves him so much that she is willing to stand by him to face the schemes and cruelty of the business world. She just wishes to spend the best time of her life with him, regardless of what the future will be.

There was nothing special about the first time they met each other. Who knew that such an ordinary encounter would be the start of their glamorous time together? If you are looking for a light and sweet romance with a thrilling story line, then this is definitely the right book for you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.

Author's note: Hey there Readers!, I'm back with a new chapter! I Hope you guys enjoy! I would also like to thank you guys for the Reviews. Favorites, and follows :) Thank you for also sharing your tips and thoughts for the story.

Arc 3: Special Chapter

Special Chapter: The Uchiha

The sounds of a heart monitor could be heard beeping all over a certain room. The room was indeed a very quiet place and it was almost shrouded in darkness if not for the small lamp that was displayed beside the door. In a specific spot in the room, a hospital bed was located, on the bed itself, lies a certain person in an unconscious silent state.

Not too long, the door to the room suddenly opened to reveal a man with has onyx eyes and ash-grey hair, which he normally keeps in a ponytail. His most consistent feature are his black rimmed circular glasses. He donned a dark purple shirt with a high collar, a white under-shirt, and dark purple pants with a white cloth waistband.

Kabuto Yakushi entered the room quietly as he headed to the certain bed where the most interesting person that he'd ever met was located. He held his clipboard and pen as his eyes finally met and saw Sasuke Uchiha, who was in a deep state of slumber.

"Looks like He's still unconscious." He thought to himself. This was the third day that he was in this state since that grueling training session.

The man observed the Uchiha teen for a moment before darting his eyes towards the machines and monitors that were keeping and treating the teen well. He then proceeded to do the daily check up on the raven haired Uchiha.

"He's overall vital signs are normal and his wounds are recovering faster than before." Kabuto commented as he used his pen to checked everything on the clipboard. He was amazed that the kid could recover fast from a series of vigourous trainings that almost put him into the brink of death.

He's drive for revenge was still going strong.

Kabuto never understood this whole revenge thing coming from Sasuke Since day one when the kid arrived, he wasted no time on getting himself stronger day by day, he pushed himself on every training session that he had with Orochimaru.

The most suprising thing that he'd seen and heard is that the kid allowed himself to get experiment just to make himself stronger, which was one of the most craziest decisions ever made, just so that he could face his big brother and get his revenge on him for killing all their family and the entire clan.

Sasuke Uchiha was indeed a self-proclaimed tragic hero, who left and betrayed his own village. His fall to darkness was quick as lightning as all traces of his goodness can't be found in these past two years.

Kabuto also noticed that the kid rarely shown emotions everytime he'd seen him, He just really won't talk to anybody and if he did, it was to Orochimaru or himself that he would asked to send him people that he could fight to test his newly acquired skills, especially his Sharingan, which he would really torment them and show no mercy. For a teen at his age, he was already a fierce force and not to be mess with or else.

The Sharingan was his and Uchiha clan's most prized possession, the snake sanin had strive all these years just to get that ability. He failed the first time to take it from Itachi, but now he has this second opportunity to finally have it through Sasuke himself.

Speaking of the Sharingan, it was the main reason on why the kid ended up like this, the reason was simple, he had overused it during the recent training and sparring sessions with the snake sannin himself or it might be those headaches that the kid frequently suffers from then on.

These were two main cases and the man believed that both of these things caused him to end up like this. Kabuto would noticed the teen placing his hand on his head and cringing in pain, there were times that he would heard the kid mutter a couple of names of two persons that was pretty much unknown to him and could also barely hear from time to time. Sometimes, He would see the kid show strange emotions when he was all by himself.

He really had no explanation for the teen's headaches except for the fact that it happened whenever Sasuke was all by himself or training. The last thing that he noticed was that there was something else about him, he was really not sure but he led himself to thought that he was suffering on some kind of schizophrenic disorder but who knows? It was just a really strange but interesting case for him.

After he finished all the routine check up, Kabuto was now poised to leave the room to take handle on some other matters. Before leaving He took one last looked at the unconscious teen and observed him for one last time.

"He's going to wake up in a few days time, Why should I be worried?" He smiled and commented as he then turned around to leave the room. There was nothing to worry about right now, it was a waste of time to worry for a person who is alive and well. He had other things to do.

As the door finally closed, silence took over once again. There was also tension that began to rise inside the room in every moment. Sasuke Uchiha laid down on the bed, there was a hint of consciousness brewing inside him as a few fingers from his right hand slowly began to move.

Not too long, his eyes suddenly opened revealing the blood red three tomoe Sharingan, and that only mean't one thing, he was now finally back.

(CHAPTER END)

AN: Thank you for reading the special chapter.

The battle against a man named Kawaki, sends Boruto, Himawari and Sarada back in time. Now, They find themselves in a world that is so familiar yet different to them.

(reread previous chap)
Xhemin caught sight of what Darryl wanted her to see and the view brought a wave of bewilderment in her face.
"Is that…." Xhemin was trying to say the words that got stuck at the end of her tongue.
"A solar panel," Darryl continued as they both stared at the rectangular metal positioned outside in the clearing. "The one who lived here knew how to make use of new technology, so I don't think he or she is a from the tribe,"
"But the house looks ancient!" Xhemin gasped still in shock, "Besides everyone in the village said the devil's child is imprisoned here,"
"Well he must have preferred to make an ancient house," Darryl reasoned. "Besides we don't really know the story about that devil child. But there's one thing I'm sure of, a child cannot live on its own so I'm thinking that child must have been dead,"
Darryl had a point. Even when she became a princess, she doesn't know all the details of the devil's child since the no one dared to tell her. She wondered by then whether the story of such a child was ever true.
"So, you mean… someone from the mainland lived here?" Xhemin asked, her two eyes brightened with disbelief as she stared at his husband "That's a bomb…"
"Well there's a big probability," Darryl concluded as he gave Xhemin the single lamp they had "Anyways, I'll go and look outside for the plant while you search here. The moon luckily is bright tonight so I should be able to find my way"
"Alright," Xhemin replied and stared at Darryl's back as he left. Xhemin on the other hand went deeper into the house, looking for some places inside the house where a plant like Acamilla Apparaus might have been planted. There were few pots on the room but all of them were empty.
Soon, Xhemin reached a room that looked like a kitchen. It was rather a small space, dusty but not cluttered. Seeing the cupboards and few wooden utensils made only Darryl's words more convincing. In her stay at few homes in the Manggan villages, she had never seen a single house that had cupboards, except from their house in the Pearl haven and the one she was in right now. That only meant, whoever lived here was probably like her and Darryl, he or she must be from the mainland.
While caught in her thoughts, Xhemin's attention was later drawn to a staircase that she had not notice before. It was just right across the kitchen and it looked like it led to a single room upstairs. Thoroughly attracted to her new discovery, she climbed into the wooden stairs, hoping that the steps were still strong enough to support her weight. Well it was, and Xhemin reached the top and found herself in a room that looked like a private bedchamber. There was a mattress around the corner and a huge study table filled with books on the other side facing a window. The room was well arranged but it was obvious that no one had been there for a long time.
Curious as to what type of books was there, she went to check on them only to find they were not books. At least not the published ones she knew as they were notes tucked in together like the book professor Owen gave her. The notes contained different things and subjects but were all written by hand. There were notes about advanced mathematics and physics and books about geography and language.
Xhemin's shock was beyond reach. She herself knew that the notes she found here weren't ordinary ones. The one who wrote them probably was a very well educated being and a smart one. He or she must be well read and well-travelled. Xhemin scrutinized the notes further and she realized that they weren't written by one person only. The handwritings weren't the same but regardless, it contained subjects and matters that an ordinary person would not be interested at.
Xhemin curiosity surged higher and because of that, she ended up checking for more notes. There were few more notes piled under the study table and she scanned as much as she could. She realized that some of the notes too contained information about the island's geography—the Manggan island. There were also notes about the plants that were growing in the island and descriptions of them as if they had already been studied.
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After few more readings, Xhemin thought that these notes were somehow helpful, so she decided to bring them back to Pearl haven. She pulled the blanket that was carefully folded into the bed and gathered all the notes that was in there. She placed them all in the middle of the blanket and wrapped it altogether. After that, she dragged the whole thing down the stairs. It was a heavy thing and so she was breathless when she reached the kitchen floor again. She'll just leave the whole thing there while she looked for the plant or for her husband who seemed to have forgotten about her.
Xhemin found a door in the kitchen and she went out from there to go and look for Darryl outside. She went to where the solar panel was hoping Darryl was there but there was not sign of him.
"Darryl?" She decided to call him, but he didn't head her call, so she decided to go back inside the house to wait for him. On her way back, her attention was caught by something from a far-off direction.
She halted just right before the kitchen door where she once exited and turned her head to a certain direction she had never cared to check previously. Right then, she caught a glimpse of a big garden just right ahead.
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The morning sun was almost rising from the east and so the surrounding was becoming clearer as each moment's past. The garden Xhemin saw was filled with plants and vegetables—some died leaving the garden with their brown dead stems while some of it survived and that view tells every onlooker that such garden had not been attended anymore for some time that's why the stronger plants had taken its rule while the weaker ones died.
Xhemin went to the garden as something within her tells that what she had been looking for might probably be in there and at last, whilst she was drown into the midst of the garden, there, right at the middle of such beautiful unattended lush of green and brown, glowed healthy white flowers.
Those were Acamilla Apparaus.
Xhemin was sure of that.


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"You are one of my many dreams, and the only dream I wish I should have chased desperately" 

Darryl Lemmuel was an aspiring engineer. There was only one word to describe him—exceptional.

He was the only male heir of the Lagdameo clan and the future of L Empire. Apart from that, he was rumored to be financially independent at the age of eight, tricked the present president of L empire—his father— into agreeing with his terms and left home at the age of sixteen to live on his own. He broke all the socialite’s rule to have a good taste of adventure! 

Xhemin Lae Dugmoch was a struggling botanist.

Enrolled in an A-list school, she knew nothing but books, experiments and strawberries. As the granddaughter of a retired famous doctor, Xhemin was very keen in keeping her profile low as per her granddad's wishes. Nobody in the elite community knew that she existed and that her grandfather’s corporation— Feather HealthCare had an heir.

One witty heir and one crazy strawberry girl; their predicament started when their life got tangled up against each other in a conference.

HE suddenly became her target prey.

And SHE was a little trouble not worthy of his attention.

The trouble he soon learned to want— so desperately and dearly wanted.

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Three days later.
Ji Zhiyao woke up really early, showered, and changed into a freshly-washed white shirt and black jeans, feeling wholly clean and refreshed.
Yesterday, the crew of the shopping center called him according to the details he had left, letting him know that he had been successfully chosen to be part of the amateur team and to go to level one of Silver Place for a match against W.J. this morning. 
Ji Zhiyao was a little excited.
While Fi-god whom he encountered a few days ago was his first opponent who was a professional player, competing live against a professional team was still a first for him.
Whether or not the disparity between leisure players and professional players was a chasm that could not be crossed, he could not wait to find out. 
After tidying himself up, a look at the wall clock told him that it was only 9 am. The competition was set at 10:30 am, and it only takes him less than half an hour to go from his home to Silver Throne. 
Yet, the remaining time was not enough to do the livestream session for today.
Hence, crossing one leg over the other and scrolling through Weibo, he laid back on his bed at peace with his conscience, 
There were not many events about Heroes. After going through the posts of several well-known gaming accounts that he follows, Ji Zhiyao grew bored and starting casually scrolling through the hot and exploration pages. 
Scrolling and scrolling, he was a little sleepy from reading.
Just as the phone was about to fall on his face, Ji Zhiyao caught a glimpse of a phrase, "In the morning three days ago, Fi-god…"
Recalling the match he had played with Fi-god, he lifted his legs and nimbly turned over to read the post. 
"In the morning three days ago, Fi-god was up early and led me in a match. He was absolutely manly QAQ[1]!!! Not only did he not despise my terrible skills, he even said that I had eighth-grade syndrome when I apologized to him. *sobs*~ was actually a little upset, but watching Fi-god trash the opposing team while drinking yogurt, I somehow felt better again~" 
Below there, several HD screenshots were attached. The screenshots were of the game's open chat.
Out of nowhere, Ji Zhiyao suddenly had a sense that somehow this was related to the match he had played. Thus, he tapped to view the photos, wanting to make out the situation. 
The first image was of a username that was covered and followed by the words "QAQ, don't mind me. Although my skills are lousy now, once I train for a period of time, I will definitely be able to protect you!" 
The username in the second image was not covered. It was Mix.Fi. The words following it were direct. "I think you got eighth-grade syndrome."
The third image did not even capture the username but only a simple phrase: "Let me be the one to protect you."
The fourth image was a conversation. The covered username said "Fi-god lagging?" to which Mix.Fi replied "Opening the yogurt cover." 
The fifth image was the results of the match. With the exception of Fi-god, all the other usernames were covered.
With a dull clatter, the phone slid down while Ji Zhiyao was still staring aghast at the screen.
He did not know how to even describe how he felt right now. If he were to make a comparison, it was probably as annoyed and helpless as one was when realizing in the end that it was just a loose screw of an electric lamp causing all the commotion in an issue of <Midnight Ghost Stories>. 
This blogger girl was probably a big dreamer.
Ji Zhiyao swallowed his saliva to calm down and tapped to enter the profile. 
An influencer with little fame with five to six ten thousand fans; other than selfies, her posts only consisted of ambiguous screenshots. 
Fi-god was not the first person whom she had created a deliberate misinterpretation out of context using screenshots, but he was definitely the most famous one.
Ji Zhiyao was suddenly angry.
His anger had appeared out of the blue, and he was so caught off guard that even he himself could not tell if it was because he was present yet unknowing of the whole incident or because Fi-god was being used by someone to gain attention. 
He scratched his head in frustration and cursed quietly.
[1] Emoticon meant to be a crying face.


The handsome, skilled newbie livestreamer, Ji Zhiyao, has a dream. 

"One day, I want to become the most famous crosstalk actor amongst the livestreamers."

Later on, this dream is forgotten by him and secretly becomes another.

"I want to overthrow Fi-god! I want to become Mix's new team dictator!"

The rich and aloof idol of the eSports scene, Mo Huaifeng, also has a dream. 

"Two years later, Mix will definitely make it into the International League."

Soon after, subtle changes happens to this dream.

"I want to make it into the International League with Ji Zhiyao and after winning, I will f**k him on livestream."

Livestreamer to eSports pro, Captain to boyfriend, will their dreams come true?

At IPA headquarters:
The phone rings and the secretary picks' it up. "Hello this is IPA headquarters. With whom am I speaking to?"
"This is Sergeant Killian McKenzie from the Canterville Police Department could you please put me through to your Boss."
"Okay sir, please hold". She said calling upstairs. "Cap: old man Mac from the CPD is asking for you, he is on the other end of this line. Should I put him through?"
"Really, I haven't heard from him in a while but put him through. This should be interesting." The secretary did as she was told.
"So Mac I hope this is not one of those social calls, didn't I tell you to call an ambulance the next time you couldn't get yourself to stand up because of that bad back of yours." He said with a smirk on his face.
"Very funny Captain Fin, I assume that pun took you a whole year to prepare. I am actually calling because I need your help. This is official business so I do not want any of your rookies just bring the "A" team."
"You must have bit off more than you could chew. For the great Sergeant Mac to say that, the pride and joy of the police force. There is no shame in admitting it but don't worry everyone knows we are the best."
"That smart mouth of yours will land you in my cell one of these days." said Mac. "Okay, I am sorry. Where and when do you want us?"
"Next time dial it down a notch. Come to the Fiasco hotel right this instant and when you arrive just identify yourselves and they should escort you to me."
Captain Roger Fin and his agency had set a record amongst their peers being known to solve the unsolvable with each member handpicked by Fin himself. He immediately called for a meeting so as to choose who he would be going with. The task at hand was like trying to pick a needle in a haystack but he was quick about it. Kevin and Roy were to accompany him and hopefully they were going to help him close the case fast. Eager to get to work they packed their necessities and drove to the Fiasco hotel. At the reception they were told that the Sergeant had been waiting and they were directed to the crime scene. On their way there, prying eyes were all around and they felt like they were on a tour in a haunted house. Upon arrival Mac and Mickey said their goodbyes leaving the IPA in control. 
"What am I looking at, you meatheads. And start from the top" said the Cap.
"There are no signs of forced entry. So either the victim willingly let the assailant in or the perpetrator had his own key." stated Kevin
"There is blood at the door, Roy take a sample."
"Before leaving, the old man had said the husband was found stabbed and lying on the bathroom floor. Meaning he was stabbed at this door and wiggled his way to the bathroom where he found the disfigured remains of his dear wife. 
"In the bedroom, near the bed there was a scuffle. All is in disarray. It is obvious that a 5 star hotel has very meticulous workers. Their arrangement of items beside the bed is a mirror image of each other. 2 mahogany tables bear onyx lamps for those who prefer some night reading." 
"We hear you but there is only one lamp that I see, or is the other one imaginary and belonging to Casper the friendly ghost."
"Exactly my point now let me finish. There was a struggle on the bed and one party hit the other with the lamp that is right there on the floor, that person is right handed but I shall conclude my prognosis at the hospital." Everyone else had left the scene so they were depicting all this at first sight and they preferred it that way.
"Scrutiny on the rest of the room avails no further evidence save for the missing sheets, any suggestions." "Since you said there was a struggle and one party received a blow from the other. Judging by the fact that the sheets are missing I would say the perpetrator was on the receiving end of the blow and after finishing up his business here, he got rid of the blood stains that were on the sheets."
Cap smiling frivolously, "Are you sure you boys are not descendants of the great Sherlock Holmes because you never cease to amaze me."
"If only. Why would I be working at a shitty paying job if I were a Holmes." Seeing the devilish stare that Kevin was getting from the Captain he quickly took back all he had said saying he just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. 
"Quit your yammering and move on to the bathroom." The Devils playground it was, looking like the PG version of a holocaust. Blood all over the floor, with a beautiful woman with hollowed out eyes lying on the floor. Her dressing indicated her intentions which made Kevin and Roy shamefully drool. This was clearly the work of a heinous individual that apparently had something against women. It was a perversion in itself that the female was the main target and the male was collateral damage and just left there to die. Roy stated that there was no evidence of sexual trauma for she had no wounds in her nether region and he did not find any semen in or around her body.
The missing eyes were a cause for concern. Why would the culprit kill her and take her eyes? , was he a twisted cannibal of some sort. Lunacy not being an exact science they ruled it off as the eyes being a trophy to the killer. Zack had put up quite a fight so probability was high that they were looking for a male. The room was dusted for fingerprints but they all belonged to the husband, his wife and cleaning staff which basically meant they had hit a dead end.
"Weddings and the honeymoon's are overrated. That is why I always tell people to keep it casual. You never go wrong." said the Captain.
"No offense but not all of us are robots." said an underling.
They were surrounded by clues which led them no closer to finding the person responsible. Solving this case was proving to be a mammoth task and thus Fin was wroth with himself for accepting the job. Seeing that they had reached the finish line with no winner, they decided to go back to the start line.  Before anything had happened, all was well until the perpetrator entered the room. But as to how he had done this, it was a mystery. The doors could either be opened either from the inside by the tenant or from the outside using a keycard. So the only lead worth chasing down was the latter.  The keycards that could open the doors of the hotel belonged to staff being the housekeep, the minibar keep and managers. With the suspect pool so large, they had their work cut out for them but of course the higher brass would never do such tedious tasks when the foot soldiers were present.
"The staff is all yours, make sure they spill out their guts and start with that Keisha. Roy she is yours, knowing Kevin he would daydream during the whole ordeal." He let the body go to the Coroners' office for analysis.
The housekeep was interrogated being asked about each of their whereabouts but that came up empty. The Medical examiner had told them that Portia's time of death was about 8 and 9pm the previous night so everyone was to provide an alibi for that period. With nothing of fruition the minibar keep were next but nothing about them stood out, last but not least they went to the manager and he had a perfect alibi with a dozen witnesses. He gave them a gadget that registers all room entry involving a keycard so they looked at the previous days' log. It showed that there was someone who entered Room 35 at a quarter past 8 using a keycard that belongs to the housekeep. When they confronted the staff with the new development no one fessed up. This was a breakthrough but problematic still, for many of them had access to the card but no indication as to who it was. Immediately they checked if the keycard was still on hotel property and luckily it was. The manager then explained that the hotel had 5 blocks with 10 rooms each counting the bottom floor with five and the top floor with the remaining five. The housekeep had one key that could open all ten rooms per block and only a specific keycard could open the doors of a specific block making 5 keycards total. Roy and Kevin took the keycard in question dusted it for prints and used the fingerprint scanner to see if there could be a hit but alas this was another brick wall.
"One bust after another, that's just great!" Kevin said. Roy contemplating what else to do then suggested that they go to the hospital where Zack was taken. A renowned place like the Fiasco hotel having such horrors occur at their establishment would have people fleeing for their lives so the owner begged that the whole matter be hushed up. Current guests were even voicing about leaving the hotel for another that does not harbor murderers. Running away from the altercation that was brewing Kevin and Roy quietly moved away from the angry mob and went to the exit gate. 
"All's well that ends well" said Kevin. "Boo hoo, just shut up and drive". Off they went to be by Fins' side at the hospital. Zack was stable but seeing him on the hospital bed having undergone a lifesaving operation and looking like a vegetable it was clear that they were not going to hear from him that day. Luckily he was stabbed but all his vital organs were still intact.  He looked as though he was fit to act in a 'Die hard' sequel. A few IPA members were called to babysit the bed ridden Zack until he awoke. The Captain then got a call from the Coroner. They all listened as they were told that the fatal wound on her body was made by a blade of some sort with serrated edges. So it was established that this was not a conventional knife and it was probably homemade. But as for the eyes it was a much more delicate blade used, the edges of her cavity were not jagged but smooth. This was not the work of a surgeon or a person with medical expertise but it was an impressive job still. The coroner then said that the eyes were probably removed by a Swiss army knife and that a lot of care was taken upon removal. With all the information they had gathered the IPA called it a day and went back to headquarters.

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After lunch, George showed to her the cave where she'll hide while  the troop will attack the Japanese den. 

  " This is where you hide. It smells garlic around since snakes hate it. Baldur put this yesterday night while Albrecht swept the entire place to make you confortable and there's a mat out there, beside are your food, utensils and water. This is just 50x50 in width with seven feet and five inches in height so as you see I can stand up straight.

 " It echoes around." She smiled. 

 " You stay here as long as I return if I die, your brothers will pick you up."

  " Where's your dagger?" 
  " I put it in here again." She right away showed to George the purse on her right leg where the dagger was placed.

  " Oh no, no, not that. It's okay, I forgot, but I know where it was placed. Sorry." Then he smiled.

  A little while she sat on a mat when she spoke again.

  " Please,  you have to live for me, don't die in this war." She was teary eyed.

  He sneered at her and made a hand salute.

 "This is for the love of my country and Philippines where I found the girl I used to love, without her knowing. So!  I'll go now."

  " Yes, take care."
  " I'll go."
  " Yes."
  " I, I better go." 
  She smiled and threw some pebbles chasing him while he blocks a bigger rock on the cave's doorway.

  He's gone.

  There was a small hole where she can see outside, two meters from her was a flowing water, it looks like a daffodil where it provided her oxygen inside. George also left her a small lamp and a reserved candle. 

  She had thicker blanket to warm her as she was reading the journal of grandpa Sibal where silence was deafening.

  On the other hand, George had carried the three sacks of snakes and wild dogs one at a time, Edmund, Henry and Baldur who just waited around 300 meters away patiently waited for the sacks. When they have met in the site, they helped him forward the meat by leaving piece by piece, starting from the haunted old entrance of Kabang, going to the locals' path in a separate direction. The blood was still flowing from every chunk of meat they left on the grasses as they speedily moved towards the place of the Japanese. As planned, a kariton alone with a horse - filled with decayed wild dogs and a sack of chopped snake will travel going down to the Japanese area, passing the shortcut path away from the gates will leave the bad smell to attract the wild beasts after dusk. Some of the sacks will pass from the abyss going out and some guerillas as arrow men will post in the heights of taller trees to send the meats through their arrows, hitting inside the Japanese barracks. Everyone were on their posts; the 30 men wearing the Japanese uniforms have been readied. During the attack of beasts, no one shall get inside. When silence will take place, all 30 Filipinos wearing the the Japanese uniforms will free the prisoners and shoot all Japanese soldiers they see could survive from the animals' attack and pull them out to be thrown in the river using the kariton.  In the Eastern part, Bruno, Albrecht and Elias headed the 15 men and in the Western part Michael, Anthony and Gador headed the other 15 lost commandos and in the northern part, Baldur, Amado and Edmund handled the 15 men and the southern troop was led by Narciso, Derek and George.  Apart from them, Jacob and Henry led the 10 arrowmen, 10 were installed to destroy the artillery and weaponry nooks, confiscate and bring the guns and ammunition back to station one, the nearest for exodus. However, there were 2 guerillas instructed by George to temporarily but heavily cover the abyss that it could not be suspected as a hole to be highlighted by leafy plants and put anything natural in order to perfectly hide everything inside it. With it, George had foresights that after their attack, a 'no man's land' order will follow so everyone needs to retract after the operation without leaving any traces. Arrows need to be restored by the 10 men from the task force. The attack will be recorded as animals' attack and all the prisoners will be transported to far flung places and hide. 

   Everyone were on post trying to observe the sunset and ensure that each of them had the potion on their uniforms and clothing disguises. As planned, only eastern and northern troop and the arrowmen shall first do the move whenever possible because they have the telescopes that could sparingly signal for readiness. 

In estimation, there were approximately 40 Japanese soldiers on target.

At around 6:20 pm the arrowmen started to hit the barracks' borders by bloody chopped meats of green anaconda and wild dogs. Minutes after, everyone safely hide but they were shocked by what they saw, they thought it's already the end of days when the big snakes, wild vengeful dogs, around a hundred flew over the fences of the barracks and when the gate guards were first killed, many of the wild beasts have successfully entered as they growled in madness while killing those Japanese soldiers. But the most of it, few big snakes appeared and attacked the cottages and all centers in the barracks. They expected that the radiomen would transmit the message to the provincial post, successfully they did. 

When the silence took over, the 30 men guerillas in Japanese uniform started the tactic as they successfully  infested the place. Impressively, the remaining survivors have sought their attention, thinking they were Japanese comrades. After silencing the remaining few, the Filipino prisoners were freed and they were instructed to follow someone and would not run elsewhere but to proceed to station three.

  George and the rest of the soldiers just observed from afar if they still needed to go down but as far as the sound of silence enveloped the place, he signaled to retract and meet at station two.

  At station two, the kariton filled with weapons were disembarked. There was cheering and most of them congratulated George and to his plan. 

  On the brink of the celebration, Baldur and Albrecht asked him about her as he slowly exited out of the crowd and it took him almost an hour to reach Kabang.

He was kneeling beside the cave where Magee was left and whispered to her.

   "Magee, Magee...it's me." 

   " George?" 

   " Oh dear, here...come out. Just leave everything there, I'll just pick them up tomorrow." He used so much energy in pushing the rock back to its place with so much sweat and he was tremendously chilling.

  " George, thank God, you're back." She wrapped her blanket on him but as she got out she felt the chills too and they both ran going back to the house. He made him seated while she boiled some water to warm him and wash up. He moved closer to the furnace and warmed himself a little while he felt such a relief. Outright boiling the water he washed up with gogo and dried himself in front of the furnace. After a short while, Magee then urged her to go to bed and when he did, she put some warm socks on his feet. 

   " Thank you." George broke the silence. 

  " It's nothing compared to what you have done for me. It's just that I'm very happy that you're alive but you made me worry a lot." Then she was teary eyed while slightly slapping his feet. 

  " Hey, brothers told me they warned you not to slap me anymore, aha." He jokily complained. 

  " They're not around either."

  " Yeah, we're all alone." He smirked. 

   She blew the candle light and went to her bed but she seated first and gave to him some of her extra blankets. 

    No, you need this more than I do but she returned it to him and vise versa so they landed laughing. 

  " I missed your voice. Hearing your voice from afar is already my huge reward tonight for coming back."

  " You nailed it and I'm very proud of you. Forty plus enemies isn't easy to destroy, your men must have felt their efforts and trust were well spent and managed by their competent leader. That valor in your heart is a great honor."

  Then the wind blows charismatically outside with the rustling of the waters from the spring down to the river.

 There was a total silence. Then he tried to look up if she's already sleeping to her separate bed - and she did.

Reluctant of her roots, a 20 year old Magee and a Captain's daughter - was sent by Lolo Sibal to UST in 1938 to study Philosophy. Way back then, Lolo Sibal was a survivor of the 1918-1920 Spanish flu plague who was accidentally trapped , along with the Captain for twenty years in the legendary cave of Kabang. Interestingly, the Captain left to him the wealth for Magee's education and returned to the United States. In September, 1941 Magee has heard from a UP friend that the Japanese are coming in December of the same year so she returned home empty-handed and stayed with her family. Without them knowing, her father, the Captain who survived has returned to the Philippines for another military mission on the same month of September, 1941 and assigned the 25 year old 1Lt. George of the infantry and the in-charge of the platoons in combat to take care of his daughter in whatever means. One day, during the early weeks of the Japanese occupation, one of its officials named Hakanori proposed to Magee through her mother and agreed for the wedding. Magee was against to it despite her multiple attempts to escape. Accidentally, the night before her wedding, she fell into the abyss nearby their house and found herself the next day that she was with the Filipino guerillas together with the American and German soldiers. She noticed the Captain personally but only in a short encounter and there - he was gone. In the fight for freedom under the Japanese occupation, 1Lt. George used a different tactic and studied very well the terrains and natural habitat of the place. He led the disarming of any Japanese patrolling and collected all their weapons and uniforms, worn by Filipino Guerillas in disguising. He also applied sharpened bagacays in holes, pulleys, and ropes in all sorts, throwing rocks, powdered some poisonous plants and made antidotes, used herbs and root crops for their survival and even dug some exit points and tunnels all over just to reach the cave of Kabang. Alongside with Magee at war where he only started as his guardian through the Captain's request had smoothly twisted and subtly turned out that he became madly in love with her. One day...

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