An Indian Writer's fiction story



A normal boy of 16 who is a game lover gets super Mario game for his helping nature. One day he plays that game. Mario comes out of the game and becomes his friend
how to send Mario again into the game and win the final level is the rest...

IT WAS A FINE MORNING THAT DAY AS THE SUN SHINES ITS BEAM ON THE SPOTTED TREES IN THE CELESTIA...

Nicolo takes the boy out of the City of Lake and brings him to the wolf's den. It is located in the eastern part of the City of Lake. A forest that was so wide, many resources can be found in the forest like mines, rivers, stones, and potential quarrying sites. Many wealthy people want to hold these assets and make money out of it but for them to get a hold of these treasures they must get rid of the monsters first and then the guardians of the forest, The Wolf Tribe.

The Wolf Tribe has a long history of protecting the forest, they have a few shapeshifters and pureblood dire wolf. The strongest wolf is the 'black' ones that can handle physical and magical capabilities, the white wolf specializes in casting magic and the brown ones are the regular fighter of the tribe.

The eye color also contributes to how strong a  wolf is, the rarer the eye color the stronger the wolf. The most common is black, next is brown, the rare color is blue and red and the special is two different colors indifferent eye.

Nicolo arrived at the den, the night guards pay respect to their elder guardian. 

"Be observant!" Nicolo said and smiled at them. The guards thanked Nicolo and resume their night duty.

Nicolo headed were to see the matriarch. He will report what had happened and ask if he can take care of the boy he carried because this is the only thing that his deceased best friend left.

Nicolo arrived at the front of the hut.

"Pardon my intrusion,"  Nicolo said as he entered the hut. 

Inside the hut there was an old woman, she was wearing a tiger's fur and has some necklace and earrings with fangs attached to it, her beautiful white hair matches her red eyes. She was the last 'Champion' of the wolf tribe and due to her old age, she cannot fight anymore and just waiting for the day she will die.

Nicolo put the down the boy and put him to the chair, still asleep even with the long journey they have. The boy looks so exhausted 'this kid must suffer hell himself, I must make his life worth living for!" Nicolo said with a smile on his face.

"How is it Nicolo?" a bossy tone coming from the Matriarch.

"Jen, Mario... he's gone, he killed himself ...the reason is unknown but I manage to find his legacy," Nicolo said and get a glimpse of the child "And the whole caravan's members are now gone missing, I don't know what happens... No signs and clues!" Nicolo reported with a worried face.

The Matriarch sigh, she knows that without the information network of the clowns they won't know the possible move of the Nobles anymore! This is a really bad sign for them. Although the wolf tribe is strong there are only a hundred of them, if the Order of the Knights of the City's soldiers come to raid anytime. They will be on a very hard spot escaping!.

"Strengthen our force, Nicolo, ready for evacuation at any moment. The cubs and the kids must survive the calamity that may happen!" The Matriarch's face is full of uneasiness and Nicolo can see that.

Nicolo approached the Matriarch and then he gives the Matriarch some hug and a kiss. Even though they're old they can still show they're affections in each other.

Jen and Nicolo were best friends in their youths. Nicolo never shows his love for Jen, because he thinks that they are like heaven and hell, they can't live together and thus Nicolo just always be the friend together with... always supporting Jen. But one day when Jen was on the City of Lake exchanging for the goods she got from hunting there was a group of people watching her every step.

The moment Jen finished her business to the city and on her way back to the den the people who're watching her from afar captured her by the order of slave traders.

She was caged and treat like a wore. Nicolo and ... was worried because Jen did not come to the den in a week.

Nicolo felt an intense pain in his chest as if it's gonna tear apart. With the help of ..., they infiltrate the city and disguised himself as a trained dog of a clown.

Because of the information networks of the clown they manage to know where Jen's location is.

Nicolo and Mario were so angry that their killing intent can be felt. 

The moment they arrive at a fruit store, it was the 'slave prison' in disguise that all of the soon to be sold slave is put together in a very dark cage.

Mario went to entertain the mass outside by using his 'clone skill'  he makes 3 clones and he ordered them to dance at making jokes.

Because of the distracted crowd, none will suspect that they infiltrated the 'slave prison'. 

Thanks to Nicolo's eye, he can see in the dark while Mario, the clown just follows his instructions to where to go. Nicolo then saw the stairs and begin to walk.

After going down for about 3 minutes, they arrive at the bottom of the stairs, there some torch in each prison cell they see different kinds of monster enslave, elf and many more.

The two of them began to look for Jen.

At the 6th cell, they saw Jen, she was covered with blood and her clothes are ripped. Jen senses the income two and then when he saw the two she smiles.

"Thank you! I'm glad that you two are here" After saying those words Jen suddenly collapse.

In a hurry, Mario makes a key using his blood, it is one of the bloodline skill of 'Demonic Jester' ... the 'Blood Manipulation'.

After making a key, they open the cage and take Jen out of this miserable prison. Nicolo carries Jen in a bridal style and began to make haste through the exit.

But Nicolo did not sense Mario to follow up. Nicolo looks back and he saw Mario was looking at the front of the elf' cage.

He wants to take the elf away too.

But Nicolo shakes his head, a sign that he refused what Mario is thinking, they might be caught if they stay too long. But for Mario, this is the right thing to do and he began summoning the 3 clowns that are performing outside.

He gives the 3 of the different keys to free all of the slaves in each prison cell!

Mario then opens the cage of the elf.

'This elf is so beautiful but those goddamn nobles just make the elf a plaything.'
Mario grinds his teeth in anger.

"I will give you a new life kekeke," Mario said and extend his arm to the elf.

Mario looks like a clown that gives a balloon to a child, his smile gives a trusting vibe and because of this, the elf felt comfortable.

The elf then accepts Mario's hand and he carries him in the back and they make haste through the exit.

The other cells were on the uproar! 

Due to the variety of monsters and other beings, they started to fight and the guards of the prison cell make their action!

But the guards arrive late too bad for them, they lost almost 75% of the slave!
and they didn't even manage to see the face of the culprit.

They manage to safely save Jen without any casualties.
...

After the kissing scene of the two oldies.

The boy finally wakes up in his long sleep.

"Where am I?" he said and then he rubs his eyes.

Nicolo and Jen smile at each other.

"I think, we finally have a child? Isn't Jen?" Nicolo said while laughing and he was looking at Jen with a cute face.

Jen's face was blushing even thou they're old they can still act like a teenager.

"You're in our Den, wait what's your name?"

"I am Kyle...I was on the caravan earlier... Mr. Master?! where is he? Did I get my reward?" the boy looked at Nicolo with a worried face.

It looks like a kid that taken away his candy.

Kyle does not know why he is in this kind of place. He just wishes to change his cruel present and have a normal life, like a normal child.

Nicolo notices that the kid was uneasy, he approaches the kid and knelt to make their line of sight equal.

"What's your name Granny?" the kid asked.

"I AM NOT A GRANNY! ...the name's Nicolo, and she is Jen" Nicolo shouted at first, he does not like to be called a granny. Jen put her hand to cover her mouth because she was laughing.

Nicolo then gives her a 'Stop!' look and a very dark aura can be felt in his look. Jen just ignored Nicolo's glare.

"Nice to meet you, Kyle, I am Jen," she said and then smiled.

"Can I eat something granny?" Kyle said because his stomach begins to growl!

"Take care of him, Nicolo," Jen said.

Nicolo nodded and take Kyle to his hut and feed him.

They arrive at the place, the hut of Nicolo was just small, there was just a chair, a small table for two people a bed and some books about magic. Nicolo begins to cook while Kyle was looking around inside his hut. 

"May I look at the books? Granny?"

"I AM NOT A GRANNY!" Nicolo shouted.

"Hahaha! I will take a look at the books Mr. " Kyle said, he was enjoying teasing the old man Nicolo.

Kyle begins to open the books. Kyle got an interest in learning magic, but he knows himself that his capability of learning skills are too low because he has a Grade D magic.

Kyle's innate magic was 'Doppel Ganger' a skill that let him clone himself with a limited time duration of 6 hours, every time he uses his skill it will slowly consume his stamina and if he doesn't have enough stamina, the skill will consume his own body's nutrients.

When he was on the slums he resorted to being a pickpocket, he will use his body 'double' and make it distract the people while he was busy looking for their wallets and valuables. He's saving money for him to join the 'adventurer's guild' to earn more money. But some thugs always get his money and always beating him hard and because of this he always starve but the day the caravan appears in the City of Lake, he was not letting the opportunity to slide, he was slowly taking the money of the crowd while he was walking to get close to the front for him to play the game.

That was the reason why Kyle was able to play the game.

"Hey Kyle, come here the food's done."

Nicolo gives him a cup of rice and some curry.

Kyle couldn't wait to eat as his watery mouth is running.

Kyle was too hungry thus he eats as thrice a normal kid and as fast as he can. The look on Nicolo's face is really good as if he's watching his son eating.

"Slowly you might choke, Here eat more." Nicolo even gave his food to Kyle.

'I hope I have a child too' Nicolo takes a deep breath.

After Kyle finishes to eat he tell him to take a rest after eating.

"Can I just finish this one?" Kyle was holding to a book called, 'The Elementary Magic Guide'

Kyle's eyes were just like a puppy begging to have some bone!.

Nicolo nodded. "Hmmm we will go to the Academy, I will enroll you!"

Kyle couldn't believe what he was hearing.

'Academy?!, A Magic Academy?' Kyle's head was partying!

...

The next morning, When Nicolo wakes up he checks Kyle and he felt that the kid has a burning fever.
And it's magical power is unstable.

Nicolo was worried, his eye's change into color violet and he try to inspect Kyle's mana flow using his 'Keen Eye'

The concentration of mana was accumulated under his left eye!.

Nicolo cast a 'Silence' magic but the concentration of magic didn't stop but the opposite happened it was accelerating at incredible speed, is this will continue! Kyle's head will explode!

Nicolo goes out to the hut of Shaina, the tribe's best healer!

Kyle wakes up as if nothing is happening in his body.

But after a second his head and eyes began to ache and there was an itchy feeling under his left eye.

After that, he's feelings began to stabilize his head and eyes ache has gone.

But the Itchy feeling under his left eye is still there.

Suddenly, Nicolo came back to the hut together with a beautiful lady, with brown skin and black hair, her body is slim and her chest is well grown but her eye was odd, the left is black and the right was blue. The lady got a potion in his hands.

"Are you okay?!" Nicolo said after entering the hut. He was really worried he even checks Kyle the moment he returns.

'The accumulation is gone?' Nicolo wondered why it suddenly has gone.

'What happens' he said and sighed.

Nicolo looks at Shaina and they together nodded.

Shiana sits down in the bed where Kyle was.

"Do you feel anything odd?" Shaina said.

"This is Itchy miss," Kyle said and then he pointed where the itchiness is.

Shiana takes a look at Kyle's face carefully and he saw something.

"A green diamond mark?!" Shaina said.

Nicolo got surprised!

He remembered what Mario said!

'Every Jester has its unique mark...Look mine's a star on my right hand, It will make my hand much stronger than in any part of my body...If I wish to grab that whole cow...My hand will get bigger to fulfill my wish... you know! kekeke'

'What powers will this mark will give to this kid' Nicolo thought of this thing.

"Hey Granny, what's that look on your face? Anyways what time we will go to the Academy?" Kyle's smile is super wide.

'It reminds the smile of Mario.'

"Eat first and then take a bath, change your clothes and we will go there after you finish"

Every thing changed after the awakening of the young man called Kyle. He was a genius in arts, sports and literature. but in his 12th birthday bring doom to his life, it was the day for his Age Ceremony and the town's elder together with the assistants from the church will test his magical abilities and 'awaken' him to know his powers. His parents expectations makes things worst, they think that they son will get at least a Grade A talent in magic but their expectation failed them.
Their son, Kyle only got the last rank, the Grade D magic.

It only means that their son is a trash and because of this they treat him as a slave, as if Kyle was not their blood and flesh. Kyle was given a harsh treatment not by his family but also the society he belongs to, even his childhood friend was disgusted by looking at him. No one wants him to be around even the girl that had crush on him ridiculed him in front of other children. Because of the toxic environment Kyle,  make his escape to release himself in the harsh environment he belongs to.

Kyle begins to wander in different city day after day. He even resort in pick pocketing just to survive. Will Kyle be able to live a life that he wanted ?

-Know more about the story of Kyle in this novel!-

The players on the battlefield could not hear the fury outside. Yang Nuo, who was in a different dimension, could not even hear Quan Zhen Sect's calls. Seeing the nine burly men inching in, Yang Nuo was pitiful and helpless as even rated things could happen.
Of course, this could happen in other books. Rotten content does not exist in this book.
Seeing Rolling Mario and the rest inch in, Yang Nuo frowned and panickedly asked, "Where is this?"
"Hehe!" Rolling Mario laughed, "Don't worry, you can't feel pain in the game!"
As he spoke, Rolling Mario gave a hand signal, "Attack!"
Rolling Mario was a very careful person. Although Yang Nuo was a girl, she was a girl from Quan Zhen Sect… She must not be too weak so Rolling Mario had arranged a tactic. Upon his order, Rolling Mario sent a [Holy Flame] at Yang Nuo to mute her.
"F*ck! Nine vs one and they still muted her. How shameless!" The players outside saw what Rolling Mario did, and were agitated. This b*stard really was the epitome of shamelessness.
Although Archer was a physical attack job, it had one of the lowest demand for skills. When they were outnumbered, the skills could still be executed and being able to control was very important. Rolling Mario muted Yang Nuo which was akin to handicapping her.
They already had the absolute upper hand but still did not dare to confront her. If this was not being shameless, what was it?
After Rolling Mario muted Yang Nuo, soon, two Guardians lifted their shield to block Yang Nuo from escaping. Under the protection of a Magician and Archer, two Assassins used [Haste] and ran towards Yang Nuo in [Stealth].
Rolling Mario hid at the back and yelled, "Stab her back, aim for instant death. Don't give her any opportunity to retaliate."
Seeing what happened, everyone despised Team Red Flame even more. Completely surrounding her in attacks… They really did not leave any way out… 
If it was usual tactics, everyone would think that Team Red Flame respected their opponent but after so much scheming, the nature of their actions changed.
However, Rolling Mario was like Fearless who used any tactic without caring what others thought. After all, this was a competition. It was most important to minimise damage on their side. So long as they could win, image was nothing.
Under Rolling Mario's command, their circle shrunk and Yang Nuo kept stepping backwards until she was almost forced into a corner of the scene.
By then, two Assassins had already charged to Yang Nuo, ready to stab her.
The Assassins were invisible to Yang Nuo but to her teammates and the spectators, they could see him as he was in a semi-transparent shadow.
Just as everyone thought Yang Nuo was going to die for sure, Yang Nuo suddenly took a step forward and the two Assassins' attack fell short.
Yang Nuo rotated to behind one of the Assassins. She lifted her crossbow and trigger and shot at that the back of the Assassin's head.
An Archer's regular attack was not strong compared to an Assassin's. Even though Assassin was a vulnerable job, they might not be killed in one shot. However, Yang Nuo's weapon was Ancient grade and she was a freestyle mode player which had extra damage added. After three continuous arrows, that Assassin was shot out of the battlefield before he could turn around.
<System Notification: You killed enemy, Lifeless Ji, and obtained one point.>
"F*ck! She counter-killed!" The players watching saw how Yang Nuo suddenly counter-killed and got surprised and emotional.
They were emotional as she was an expert but they were surprised that there was such a capable player in the preliminary round.
Even Ling Longmeng was stunned by Yang Nuo's counter kill.
All these while, Yang Nuo was quite low profile in the team especially when compared to a very high profile expert like Wang Yu, she did not stand out.
Hence, Ling Longmeng always thought Yang Nuo was on the same level or weaker than her. However, that one shot made her change her perception.
Yang Nuo's step forward seemed so casual as though she knew someone would assassinate her… For players to do that, they had to predict by counting the time and their speed from the moment they went in [Stealth]. Players were not AI robots and might change their actions midway so it was very hard to predict.
Ling Longmeng was even more surprised that Yang Nuo had stepped backwards quite a distance. She could multitask while moving back and determined their speed. This lady's skills was definitely nowhere below the rest of Quan Zhen Sect.
Of course, Ling Longmeng underestimated Yang Nuo's skills. She was also from a martial arts family and although she was not as eye-catching as Wang Yu, she had pretty good talent. Although she did not have a strong killer sense like Wang Yu, hers could still be felt within two metres… It was naturally not difficult to avoid an Assassin's attack.
"I didn't think she's so good," Ling Longmeng said in surprise.
Mu Zixian was still worried, "Sighs, there's still so many of them. I don't know if Little Nuo can handle it."
Ling Longmeng was not bothered, "Don't worry, a one-for-one exchange is good enough!"
"…" In the face of Ling Longmeng's generous calculations, Mu Zixian was speechless.
"F*ck, this girl is not simple! Hurry, protect Old Bai!"
Just as the spectators were in shock, the players from Team Red Flame reacted. Simultaneously, the Magician and Archer sent long-distance attacks towards Yang Nuo.
As the magic arrows flew down from the sky, Yang Nuo dodged aside and agilely hid behind the other Assassin, Bai Yutang.
Yang Nuo had a very small build and Bai Yutang was a man. Even though Assassins were agile too, he was still a lot bigger than Yang Nuo. She hid behind him, causing the long-distance attackers behind the Guardians to lose their target. Yang Nuo gently pushed Bai Yutang and he could not help but took a step forward.
"Dang!!" "Dang!!" "Boom!"
Two arrows and an icicle smashed on Bai Yutang's head, brutally wounding him. Yang Nuo took out a dagger from her waist and wrapped her hand around to slice it across Bai Yutang's throat, and he disappeared into a ray of light.
"Counter-killed two of them!!!"
Seeing how Yang Nuo killed another person, not only Twilight City's players, even Thorn City's players were happy for her.
Regular players might not even be able to confidently win their opponent in one-vs-one but on the battlefield, Yang Nuo was against nine people but she counter-killed two of them. What an expert. Whether or not she could escape this time around, she would be famous.
After killing the two Assassins, the tense expression on Yang Nuo's face relaxed.
Looking at Rolling Mario and the rest opposite, the corner of Yang Nuo's mouth lifted slightly and showed an evil grin.


Catching arrows, running up walls, crushing boulders and bending metal, these are but petty parlour tricks in the eyes of a true martial artist. But where can a martial artist stand in an era of material pursuit?

Join Wang Yu, the greatest martial genius the world has ever seen, as he takes on the gaming world of <<REBIRTH>>, where dragons, demons and immortals are more than just legends.

Knock knock knock 
Head "come in"
Servant "Master I have some bad news ,young Master Mario has made a move, he kidnapped the Ortox second young master, it seems that he want to change the deal, so that we can take over the port".
Head "Fool does he think that they will not retaliate even if we can control our neighborhood we will be crushed internationally by them, I know that kid is stupid but his father is not. Someone is trying to unseat me using my foolish grandson, immediately call for a meeting; I want everyone's here in one hour also make sure they treat the second young master of the Ortox family with the utmost respect".
Servant "Understood master"
As the servants left the room and the old man face darkened as he sat there lost in his thoughts, his name is Francesco the head of the Monteria family, a man who started his own family from the filthy streets to become one of the biggest mafia families in the country, he was a wise and powerful man who walked his way up in life, leaving behind him a trail full of blood and corpses, he knew when to hit and when to back down and that was one of the biggest reason that he still alive until now.

...
    
In an elegant room surrounding a long table that can accommodate at least 30 people all the members of the Monteria family gathered, some are skeptical and some are suspicious about this sudden meeting while others are maintaining a suffocating silence.
 
Marco "what is the occasion, suddenly the head asks for a meeting, does anyone here know?"
Lops "not something I know of but we will soon know, no need to be nervous"
Marco "who the hell is nervous dog face"
Lops  "the one who is shouting fool" 
Pagolo "stop the bickering; when the head will come everything will be clear"
The two fell in silence glaring at each other. After a couple of minutes the door opened and the head of the Monteria family came in. everyone stood up to greet the head, with a simple node he responded and proceeded to his seat.
 
 
An intimidating and suffocating silence dominated the room for a couple of seconds That seemed to everyone inside the room as if years has gone by.
Head "it seems that we have a great problem to deal with today and that would be the reason I asked all of you to come together here on a short notice, does anyone knows what I'm talking about?"
A chill run down the spines of everyone sitting around the table, on the left side sat Mario the moment he heard the head talking, a frosty light reflected clearly in his eyes thinking that someone must have told the head about his recent deals.

Along with him Many from the people sitting around the table started to think about their under-the-table doings behind the family back. Some thought about pity things from playing around with some hookers while on the job, while others broke into cold sweat thinking about the many things they have done from taking a share of the profit to forging some of the family account books. 
Silence prevailed after they heard the question; you can only hear loud heartbeats in the room.
.....
Head "so I see that no one knows what I'm talking about, what do you think Mario."
The moment his name was called he knew that everything he has done is known by the head of the family.
Without any sign of nervousness he stood up and looks straight at the head.
Mario "there is no need for word play don't you think so grandfather as you already know."
Head "indeed I know and I am asking you why the hell did you do it?"
Mario "why?  I did nothing but taking back what is originally ours, what's wrong with that?"
Pagolo "father what's wrong, what did he do?" 
Head  "why don't I tell you what your Genius son did, he broke our agreement with the Ortox  Corporation and even kidnapped the second young master of the Ortox family thinking that he will get all the Deeds and profits from the port"
The moment Pagolo heard what the head had said, his body shock as he looked at his son speechless unable to comprehend what kind of disaster his son had caused.
The others sitting at the table also we're shocked some of them even went pall.
 
 
Head " I know that you are not that bright of a person so someone must be pulling the threads behind the scenes, what you did my grandchild will only cause our downfall,  even if we managed  to monopolize the port ,we will be crushed as every International deal we may have will be destroyed by the Ortox family, and even at home they have their ways to suffocate us and above all of this you kidnapped their young master and made it from a business deal to a personal deal, now I need to deal with the mess you created,  you are no longer a child, you will pay for what you did but now we have to provide the best accommodation ever for the young Lord and try to salvage the situation."
Hearing what his grandfather has said Mario couldn't believe his ears, he started laughing like a madman.
Mario "Can you still call yourself a mafia head grandfather, are you afraid of a couple Corporations!, they are the ones who need to be afraid, not us. How can we the mafia Family Bend our knees to some businessmen, where is your pride grandfather. You indeed have aged. We don't need them anymore and we will get everything that is ours, that's the end of it."
Everyone in the room look at Mario as if he was a mad person, it was as if the temperature in the room has gone down, in the meantime Pagolo couldn't process everything that is going in front of him, the moment he heard  his son throwing insult at the head he stood up and roared.
Pagolo "Mario you don't talk like this to the Head."
Before he could continue the locked door of the room had been opened by a servant who seemed to be in shock.
Servant "head a disaster has befallen us"
Barely able to speak as he cut the meeting which is an important one as almost everyone from the upper management of the family is here.
Head "this is an important meeting, haven't I given my orders not to disturb us at all, Deal with this Disaster by yourself it is not the time now, we have bigger problems"
Servant "I am so sorry head but this can't wait at all, we are under attack."
The moment the head heard what the servant had said his face darkened.

Aria, the girl who works as a librarian coming from a complicated and prestigious background, her past was as dark as moonless night, she suffered betrayal from her closest family, she lacked love while growing up to the point that the same word became a myth for her that only reside in fairy tales, she choose to be alone surrounding herself with walls and secrets, the same 21 years old girl who fought silently for her rights and chose to live in the darkness until the day that she crossed roads with Adrian Ortox  the coldest rich young generation of the Ortox family, what will happen when the coldest man in the city take interest in the mysterious young lady librarian.

Nghĩ một chút cũng đủ hiểu, một kẻ nghèo nàn đầu đường xó chợ sao lại không muốn ký hợp đồng với công ty đĩa hát lớn chứ. Nhưng là một rapper biểu tượng cho sức sống mãnh liệt vượt qua nghịch cảnh của người da đen, anh ta luôn phải tỏ ra đối địch với các công ty đĩa hát lớn, những tổ chức đại diện cho dân da trắng, thể hiện qua các ca từ của mình, từ đó thu hút sự ủng hộ của tầng lớp người da đen ở dưới đáy xã hội. Vấn đề tiến thoái lưỡng nan này rất khó giải quyết, 'trở thành tay sai cho MCA, làm những việc dơ bẩn", "cậu bé sóng" và thậm chí Rakim không thể để chuyện này bị truyền bá rộng rãi. Điều đó sẽ tạo ra những ảnh hưởng tiêu cực đối với họ.
　　Mặc dù "cậu bé sóng" đã giành chiến thắng một cách quang minh chính đại trước Lowry Bé trong trận rap battle, nhưng mà việc Lowry Bé đánh người hoàn toàn không hợp lý. Tuy nhiên, đúng như những gì mà Pablo đã nói, 'bọn họ cũng sợ chúng ta', các rapper và băng đảng da đen ở Newyork vẫn chưa nắm được quyền kiểm soát thành phố, cho nên khi đứng trước bang GD, vốn đã nắm quyền buôn bán hàng cấm ở Chicago, họ rõ ràng không thể hoàn toàn tự tin.
　　Thân phận của Tống Á giúp cho mọi việc diễn ra thật suôn sẻ. Rakim là một rapper nổi tiếng đã trải qua rất nhiều chuyện nên tuyệt đối không phải là một kẻ ngu ngốc.
　　Vào lúc năm giờ sáng, sau khi nhận được cuộc điện thoại từ Tống Á, Pablo đã đích thân mang đến một số điều kiện bồi thường cho "cậu bé sóng", khiến cho đối phương không cảm thấy tức giận nữa.
　　"Chàng trai, cậu làm tốt lắm."
　　Steven thấy tình hình đã được xoa dịu, cảm thấy vô cùng hài lòng. Ông ta chủ động mời Tống Á ra bên ngoài để trò chuyện.
　　"Không ai muốn thấy sự cố bạo lực xảy ra." Loại lời nói đạo mạo ra vẻ này hiện giờ Tống Á thích nói lúc nào cũng được.
　　"Ôi, đám NGer ấy chưa bao giờ khiến tôi được yên. Băng đảng da đen cần những người trẻ tuổi như cậu." Steven ngáp, "Bọn tôi già rồi, sắp không thể đảm đương nổi nữa rồi."
　　"Ông nên chú ý đến sức khỏe của mình."
　　Hai người chỉ nói với nhau vài câu đơn giản, lão Jones vui vẻ đi tới để bắt tay với Tống Á, "May mà có cậu giúp đỡ."
　　"Con trai của ông thật sự rất giỏi, có thể khiến cho Lowry Bé tức giận đến như vậy." Tống Á mỉm cười đáp lại.
　　Nhạc sĩ nhạc jazz nổi tiếng này chắc chắn là một người rất chiều con trai. Khóe miệng ông ta nhếch lên, "Cứ cho là thế đi, nếu nó có thể sửa đổi được tính cách của mình thì tôi liền cảm ơn trời đất. Lần này coi như là một bài học đối với nó."
　　"Đúng rồi."
　　Tống Á không quên mục đích ban đầu của mình. "MV của tôi đang thiếu một nữ diễn viên. Mọi người có thể giới thiệu cho tôi một người được không? Hai người biết đấy, tôi đã có một chút hiểu lầm với giới làm nhạc ở đây. Lần này tôi không muốn lại mắc phải sai lầm đó nữa."
　　"Những cô gái da đen ở New York này tùy cậu lựa chọn." Steven hài lòng hơn, ánh mắt nhìn Tống Á cũng thay đổi.
　　"Ừ!" Lão Jones hiểu ý bắt đầu tung hứng. "Steven là một nhân vật lớn. Cậu có thể nhờ ông ấy giúp đỡ."
　　"Ha ha ha ha..." Steven mỉm cười và xua tay hết lần này đến lần khác: "Chúng ta già rồi, sắp hết thời rồi. Tương lai sắp tới sẽ là thời đại của những người trẻ tuổi như APLUS."
　　"Tôi sắp hết thời, nhưng ông vẫn rất quan trọng đối với công Atlantic Records."
　　"Nói cho cùng thì vẫn là làm thuê cho người da trắng thôi? Jones, trước đây ông còn nổi tiếng hơn cả tôi. Cái con người này, ông còn nhớ sự việc xảy ra vào năm 1968 không? Lần diễn concert ở Atlanta, tôi có để ý đến một cô gái. Không phải sau đó cô gái này đã nằm trên giường của ông sao? Hả? "
　　"Ồ, tôi không nhớ rõ lắm."
　　"Ông là một lão già đến nửa câu thôi mà cũng không thể nói thật."
　　"Ồ! Lão già này, mối thù hơn hai mươi năm trước rồi mà bây giờ vẫn còn ghim trong lòng à."
　　"Theo ý của ông thì tôi là một người nhỏ mọn sao?"
　　"Không không không..."
　　Hai người càng nói càng đi xa chủ đề ban đầu.
　　"À, để tôi giải thích với mọi người một chút, chi phí quay MV của tôi rất thấp, tiền công trả cho nữ diễn viên sẽ không quá bốn nghìn đô..." Tống Á nhanh chóng chuyển đề tài quay lại vấn đề chính, "Một người thôi, tôi chỉ cần một người là được rồi, tôi không muốn các người đại diện phải tranh giành. "
　　"Cậu yên tâm, để tôi đi gọi điện thoại, khoảng hai ngày nữa sẽ có người." Steven hứa.
　　Hơn sáu giờ, Pablo cũng đi ra, ông ta đi đến trước mặt của Steven, "Steven, lần này..."
　　"Hãy để ý đến Lowry Bé? Đừng để tôi phải nghe thấy chuyện này một lần nữa."
　　Steven không khách khí mà cảnh cáo Pablo.
　　"Tôi sẽ chú ý, tôi đảm bảo chuyện này sẽ không xảy ra thêm một lần nào nữa."
　　Pablo cúi người, ông ta nói tạm biệt với Steven và lão Jones, sau đó nháy mắt với Tống Á rồi một mình rời đi.
　Rakim ôm lấy "cậu bé sóng" vẫn đang phẫn nộ bất bình, cùng nhau đi ra. "Vì Lowry Bé đã chịu nhường nhịn trước, nên chuyện lần này kết thúc ở đây, tôi rất coi trọng cậu. Sang năm tôi sẽ cùng với 'đại giáo sư' tổ chức một buổi biểu diễn. Lúc đó sẽ cho cậu cơ hội được xuất hiện trên sân khấu, cậu thấy thế nào?"
　　 "Cậu bé sóng" vẫn cảm thấy rất uất ức.
　　"Con là một đứa trẻ hư, Rakim đã cho con cơ hội mà con lại không biết cảm ơn cậu ấy sao?" Lão Jones lại bắt đầu dạy dỗ đứa con của mình.
　　"Cảm ơn, Rakim." "Cậu bé sóng" nói nhỏ.
　　"Thế mới phải chứ." Rakim vỗ nhẹ vào khuôn mặt bầm tím của cậu bé. "Nhìn xem, nhìn xem, khuôn mặt này, rất giống với Michael Corleone*. Đây là biểu tượng của danh dự, đừng làm vẻ mặt khóc lóc ủ rũ nữa đi. Tuy nhiên phải nói thật là, biệt danh của cậu quá khiêm tốn rồi, "cậu bé sóng", đứa trẻ, KID, có ai sẽ coi trọng cậu? Có biệt danh nào khác không? Người của tôi mà không có nghệ danh vang dội là không thể được."
(*) Một nhân vật nổi tiếng trong tiểu thuyết Bố Già của Mario Puzo.
　　"NAS." "Cậu bé sóng" nói, "Đôi khi họ gọi tôi là NAS*."
(*) Nas tên thật là Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones, một rapper, nhạc sĩ nổi tiếng người Mỹ.
　　"Ừ! Tên này không tệ." Rakim quay lại nhìn mười mấy người đứng phía sau. "Có hay không?"
　　"Hay, hay lắm..."
　Ngoại trừ người anh em vừa lấy khẩu súng cho Rakim đang cảm thấy sợ hãi. Nói chung kết quả cũng không tệ lắm. Ba ngày sau, Tống Á vội vàng đến buổi họp tiền kỳ lần thứ liên quan đến việc quay MV cho "I feel it coming".
　　Bối cảnh đơn giản của MV rất nhanh chóng đã được dựng lên. Chuyên gia đạo cụ đang tô màu cho những miếng xốp dẻo để ngụy trang thành một tảng đá. Sỏi trên mặt đất đã được đặt, và tấm màn chuẩn bị cho việc thêm hiệu ứng sau khi quay xong cũng đã được treo lên.
　　"APLUS."
　　Giám đốc MV là một người đàn ông trẻ người da trắng tên là Zach Snyder. Ông ta đưa một bản phác thảo khung cảnh cho Tống Á xem. "Hãy nhìn xem, dựng bối cảnh như vậy có được không?"
　　"Màu sắc có chút không giống cho lắm?" Tống Á nhìn vào hiệu ứng màu sắc của phong cảnh không khỏi cảm thấy hơi đau đầu.
　　"Cậu không cảm thấy làm như vậy rất đẹp hay sao?" Zach Snyder hỏi.
　　"Ồ... không cần làm như vậy đâu, chỉ cần làm theo kế hoạch ban đầu là được, Zach."
　　Tống Á suy nghĩ một chút, cảm thấy vẫn là không nên nói quá nhiều. Hắn đã cắt bỏ đoạn video có nội dung chào mừng thế kỷ XX, cũng như cắt giảm hiệu ứng người hóa thạch có giá thành cao. Hai người đàn ông đội mũ giáp ở cuối MV cũng không xuất hiện, tất cả đều đã bị cắt giảm. Điều này đã mang đến hiệu quả ngay lập tức. Các nhà sản xuất trên danh nghĩa ở Colombia cảm thấy rất hài lòng với việc kiểm soát chi phí. Họ chỉ thỉnh thoảng nhìn qua một chút. Quyền phát ngôn của Tống Á không biết từ bao giờ đã được tăng lên rất nhiều. Người điều khiển trước mặt này là một người đạo diễn mới, cũng không có vấn đề gì đặc biệt.
　　"Được rồi, cậu nói đúng." Zach Snyder cảm thấy hơi thất vọng. Anh ta vội vàng đi làm việc khác.
　　"APLUS, cô gái kia đến rồi." Các nhân viên thông báo với Tống Á.
　　Cô gái được Steven giới thiệu cuối cùng cũng đến. Tống Á đi đến phòng họp nhỏ và thấy một người phụ nữ da đen đang đợi bên trong.
　　"Xin chào." Hắn đi tới bắt tay với cô, đồng thời tỉ mỉ đánh giá.
　　Cô gái, không, người phụ nữ chừng hai mươi tuổi. Cô rất gầy, cao gần một mét bảy, không thể nhìn rõ được cơ thể ẩn trong chiếc áo khoác da như thế nào. Khuôn mặt của cô gái thuộc kiểu con lai mà Tống Á rất thích. Làn da cô hơi nghiêng về màu đen nhiều hơn một chút, các đặc điểm trên khuôn mặt rất thoáng, vô cùng vô cùng xinh đẹp. Tuy nhiên tinh thần của cô không hang hái chút nào. Mỗi cái bắt tay hay câu nói xin chào của cô đều uể oải, cảm giác như chưa được ăn cơm vậy. Đặc biệt, cô còn để một lọn tóc mai uốn cong giống như Whitney Houston, chất tóc màu đen hơi nâu nhìn qua trông không ổn lắm.
　　"Cô Berry đúng không?" Tống Á xem qua sơ yếu lý lịch của cô gái, "Hoa hậu Ohio, Hoa hậu Mỹ, wow..."
　　"Có thể gọi tôi là Halle." Người phụ nữ nhìn Tống Á, uể oải cắn môi và nói. "Những thông tin trên đều là của ngày xưa rồi. Hiện tại tôi không đủ cao để có thể tham gia vào giới người mẫu. Bây giờ tôi chỉ là một diễn viên thất bại."
　　Tống Á cảm thấy rằng trạng thái của cô gái này giống như đã hút thứ gì đó, lông mày hắn khẽ nhếch lên: "Cô ổn chứ? Tại sao tôi không thấy người đại diện của cô ở đây?"
　　"Anh ấy đang ở Los Angeles, có rất nhiều việc phải làm." Halle trả lời.
　　"Steven có đến với cô không?"
　　"Steven? Ồ, ông già đó, đúng vậy." Halle nhìn sang phòng khách và cởi áo khoác da ra, để lộ chiếc áo gần như trong suốt mặc bên trong. Trong lớp áo trong suốt cô không mặc cái gì cả. Halle khẽ vặn thắt lưng, nhẹ nhàng tiến sát lại gần Tống Á và mạnh dạn nói: "Để có được vai diễn này, tôi còn phải ngủ với một vài người nữa nhỉ?" Rồi thổi vào tai Tống Á.
　　"Phải không?"
　　Tống Á nghĩ không ngờ lão Steven lại là loại người như vậy. Hắn dịch ra một chút nhằm tạo khoảng cách giữa hai người rồi nói. "Không cần, tôi có thể tự làm chủ."
　　"Nhưng dáng người cô ta thực sự rất đẹp. Mặc dù gầy nhưng chỗ cần nhô thì nhô, chỗ cần ngóc lên thì ngóc..." Tống Á âm thầm nuốt nước miếng.
　　"Cậu là APLUS phải không? Steven yêu cầu tôi mọi việc đều phải nghe theo lời của cậu." Halle dùng ngón tay gãi nhẹ lên ngực Tống Á.
　　"Cô có phải là người nghiện ma túy không?" Tống Á hỏi thẳng. Hắn dự định để cho người của Colombia Pictures đưa cô đi làm xét nghiệm nước tiểu và các loại xét nghiệm khác. Hắn không muốn có bất kỳ quan hệ gì với những kẻ nghiện ma túy.
　　"Không!"
　　Halle thu hồi biểu cảm quyến rũ và bàn tay đang đặt trên ngực Tống Á. "Tôi chỉ là, tôi chỉ mới gần đây thôi..." Cô hơi mất tự nhiên lấy từ trong chiếc ví Queri ra một mảnh giấy và đưa nó ra. "Cơ thể tôi gặp một số vấn đề."
　　"Bệnh tiểu đường cấp độ 1..." Tống Á nhận ra đây là thẻ kiểm tra y tế.
　　"Còn đây nữa." Halle chỉ vào các mục kiểm tra sức khỏe khác, xét nghiệm ma túy và bệnh truyền nhiễm đều là âm tính.
　　"Ừ." Tống Á gật đầu.
　　"Cậu có tin tưởng Steven không? Nếu cậu tin ông ta thì nên biết rằng tôi cũng là người một nhà. Tôi hiểu các quy tắc. Cậu không phải lo lắng tôi sẽ làm cho cậu mắc một số bệnh linh tinh đâu." Halle lại bắt đầu, cô khẽ ngả người vào ngực Tống Á, "Tôi rất cần vai diễn này. Tôi đến New York để nổi tiếng, nhưng bây giờ..."
　　Cô ta đột nhiên rơi nước mắt. "Tôi là một diễn viên thất bại, ngay cả một nơi để ở cũng không có. Tất cả tài sản chỉ có một vài chiếc váy dạ hội đắt tiền để ở trong túi. Cách đây không lâu lại đột nhiên bị bệnh, đến cả quản lý cũng không quan tâm tới sự sống chết của tôi..."
　　"Khụ khụ, diễn xuất của cô rất tốt, Halle..." Tống Á liên tục lui về phía sau.
　　"Nếu tôi thực sự có thể diễn xuất được như thế này, tôi sẽ không phải khổ sở như thế này."
　　Có thể do Tống Á liên tục né tránh khiến cô cảm thấy vô cùng thất vọng. Cô cầm chiếc áo khoác da lên và mặc vào chuẩn bị sẵn sàng để đi ra ngoài.
　　"Cô định đi đâu vậy?" Tống Á hơi khó hiểu.
　　"Cậu đã không muốn làm gì tôi, tôi không đi còn ở lại đây để làm gì?" Halle thản nhiên trả lời.
　　"Steven đã không nói gì với cô sao?"
　　"Nói cái gì cơ?"
　　"Cô là người duy nhất mà tôi đang tìm kiếm. Cô có thể đến đây và không phải ngủ với bất kỳ kẻ nào. Nữ diễn viên trong MV của tôi chính là cô."


Một chàng trai người Trung Quốc trong lúc mơ hồ không rõ nguyên nhân đã xuyên không vào thân thể của cậu bé Alexandre Tống, một cậu trai mười lăm tuổi, mồ côi, sống nhờ nhà dì tại Chicago.
Hoàn cảnh của thân thể mà Tống Á xuyên không cực kỳ bi thảm. Đầu tiên chính là nghèo đói, gia đình của dì hắn chủ yếu sống nhờ vào món tiền trợ cấp vốn dĩ vô cùng ít ỏi.
Câu chuyện về những kẻ khi xuyên không không cần lo về vấn đề tài chính lại không hề xảy ra với hắn. Hiện tại, trong túi quần của hắn chỉ có ba đồng hai lăm xu, chỉ dám dùng để chuẩn bị cho tình huống khẩn cấp thì lấy ra gọi điện thoại công cộng.
Nơi gia đình hắn ở là phía Nam thành phố Chicago, mảnh đất của sự nghèo khó, súng ống, thuốc phiện, bang phái, báo thù chém giết lẫn nhau.
Tống Á cứ tưởng rằng hắn sẽ lớn lên trong những ngày tháng thiếu thốn đầy nguy hiểm như thế. Nhưng rồi đến một ngày hắn bỗng nhận được “thiên khải”. 
Bằng sự không ngoan, hắn đã sử dụng “thiên khải” để giúp mình trở nên nổi tiếng, đưa cả gia đình ra khỏi khu vực miền Nam Chicago và vươn lên, chiếm lĩnh toàn bộ thị trường âm nhạc nước Mỹ.


Changying had never felt the way Wang made her feel, she didn't know quite how to describe it, she just knew she wanted it to go on forever, she didn't care that Chen and her cronies thought it was ridiculous that he would even look at her twice, she could take all they dished out and more because of the way he looked at her right at that moment. 

Restraining themselves, they got out of the car, and he walked her over to hers, looking at his watch he smiled, "I'll pick you up in a couple of hours, lets get away for the weekend."

"That sounds wonderful," she whispered, wanting desperately to kiss him, "I better go before anyone sees me looking less than the frumpy little research assistant you wouldn't look at twice." He frowned at her but said nothing, shutting the door to her car and letting her go before striding into the building.

Arriving at his desk, he called one of the senior editors and spoke briefly, making arrangements quickly enjoying the idea more and more as he listened to the crude man on the other end of the phone. "Happy to help, Mario," Wang chuckled as he hung up the phone, "I will smooth it with HR."

Hanging up he called Chen into his office, "You've been with me for over a year now as my P.A.," he smiled at her as she sat and crossed her long legs letting her skirt ride up on her thigh. "I think perhaps you have become too comfortable here, and you are not being challenged enough," he continued.

Chen looked shocked and started to protest, but he waved her words away, "Mario, up on the top floor has lost another P.A., and I told him that I thought you had earned the promotion," his smile widened as she paled. 

"But, I am happy here," she looked up at him licking her lips nervously, "with you."

"I could never be selfish enough to hold you back from such a big promotion, big raise too," he said magnanimously, "I would never forgive myself."

Chen felt sick, the reason Mario lost so many P.A.'s was because he was so sleazy and hit on them in acts of gross sexual harassment, her mind was working quickly to find a way out of this nightmare as Wang continued. "Move your things up this afternoon; Mario is expecting you so you can start Monday morning first thing."

Wang walked around his desk and help her stand leading her from his office back out in the larger floor with all the cubicles of assorted employee's announcing loudly. "Chen has just won a huge promotion and will be leaving us for the top floor, today, make sure you all let her know how much she will be missed as she moves her things." 

Walking back to his office he called HR and made all the arrangements for Chen's move. Saying he would find his own new P.A. Chen had been good at her job and though he knew she bullied the other staff it did not affect him, so he had ignored it, until today. He knew exactly where he would find a new assistant that better suited his needs. Walking through the building he made his way down the research department.

People scattered to look busy as he walked in, looking at each other nervously. Wang walked to the desk he wanted and smiled down at the girl he had seen Changying have lunch with and leave work with some afternoons. "I am instigating a bit of a staff turnover he announced," as she looked up at him nervously. Changying had told her that he wasn't so scary once you got to know him but right now, Louisa wished she could crawl under her desk.

"Is there something I can help you with," she asked quietly, confused as to why he would be telling her this. 

"Yes, actually," he smiled, his voice was quite mellow when he wasn't yelling, Louise noticed. "I heard you might be looking for a change of pace, and an opening as a personal assistant has come up, phones, date books, talking with writers, etc," he could see her eyes glitter at the prospect. "The last girl I pulled out of this dungeon has worked out exceedingly well upstairs I thought I would try it again."

"Me?" Louisa whispered.

"Give it a week's trial, if it doesn't work out you can come back down and scurry around with all the research mice again," from what Changying had told him of her friend he had no doubt she wanted and could do the job, she could be trained easily by the office manager on his floor. He could handle the short term inconvenience, and he wanted to do this for Changying. 

He wanted Changying from the first moment she had stood toe to toe with him in this very room, she was unlike any girl he had ever known, and he had decided the first night they had spent together that she was 'the one'. He was just waiting for her to realise that he was hers and if a short term inconvenience gave her a friend to confide in and make her work life easier, so be it.

"Well what do you say," he asked, "You come highly recommended."

"Yes," she finally burst with excitement, "Yes, I would love to try something new. I will pick it all up quickly I promise, I won't let you down, Yes!"
"Good," he consulted his watch, "I will organise it with HR and your boss here, pack your desk up and come up to my office in about an hour." He caught himself up short and smiled at her, "Unless you were planning on leaving early today."

"No. It's OK. It's fantastic, I will be there," she returned his smile. 

"Just one small favour," Wang said quietly, "Let's not tell Changying yet. It will be a nice surprise for her on Monday. Plus I don't want all her friends thinking I will find them better jobs. I have this ferocious temperamental persona I am trying to protect," He winked at her, and she laughed.

He left her and walked over to the research department head, explaining he had reassigned Louisa to his floor and would clear it with HR to hire a more suitable researcher. No one questioned him, or Louisa assuming that she had messed up something he had given her to work on. Walking past her desk she smiled again, "Our little secret until Monday, come see me in an hour."

Wang left the dungeon planning his weekend, gratefully he had met his deadlines the night before and could take a well-earned rest with the sexy girl who clouded his thoughts. He wanted to dominate her properly, to use her thoroughly, to introduce her to his darker side. He had been playing it safe, gently demanding more and more of her like today, but his need was strong and he had big plans for this weekend.

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Mario felt that nothing was going his way recently, as if someone was deliberately playing dirty tricks on him and Sharmie. The two of them couldn't do anything about it. Even Wang Zhong needed to put up with it, let alone them. This caused both of them to feel powerless and frustrated, clearly not as ambitious as when they first came to the Holy City. As a result, when they arrived at this place that was famous for being the most luxurious restaurant, they didn't even dare to step into it.
Did Wang Zhong tell them the wrong place? Typically, only Holy Disciples who were celebrating a special occasion would go to this type of restaurant opened by dimensional gourmets, he…
"What are you guys looking at? You just going to stand outside?" Wang Zhong smiled. In this place, he considered Sharmie and Mario to be 'old friends.' Ultimately, Wang Zhong was afraid of loneliness.
They didn't go to the wrong place after all. Sharmie heaved a sigh of relief. Reality was a cruel hammer that crushed one's dreams. She had really become more cowardly recently. It was just a meal; there was nothing for the Ball Queen to be so tense about. She wasn't an ignorant girl who lived under a rock.
Sharmie rolled her eyes, feeling unsure about the situation. "Well, you know what kind of place this is, right? I heard that to eat here, you have to make reservations a week beforehand?"
"That's an exaggeration." Wang Zhong came here for taste-testing a few times previously and knew how it worked. You only needed reservations for special dishes that required certain ingredients. They wouldn't be eating such dishes today; those were still way above Wang Zhong's pay grade even with his 'small fortune.' "Let's go. Oh wow…"
Wang Zhong noticed that Sharmie was holding on to Mario's arm. Although he knew there was something going on between them already, it was the first time he saw them behaving so intimately in public. Wang Zhong smiled, giving them a meaningful glance. "You two…"
It was all thanks to that lecherous team captain, Hale, that both of them got together. Previously, after Mario pulled Sharmie away from him, he decided to man up and confess to her. After that, things just progressed naturally.
Before this couple arrived at the Holy City, they were already on close terms. Sharmie had always been leading a fun and interesting life, and her personality didn't allow her to be quiet for a second. She was somewhat into him, but Mario had an inferiority complex and often wasn't firm enough. That was a barrier in their relationship, and it was only until the Hale incident that Mario finally mustered up the courage, which hit the soft spot in Sharmie's heart. The person she liked might not necessarily be the strongest, but he definitely mustn't be a coward.
Mario seemed rather shy upon seeing Wang Zhong's meaningful smile, while Sharmie was more poised and confident, squeezing Mario's arm tightly. She looked at Wang Zhong in a boastful manner. "You still can't tell? What's there to even ask? In fact, I have a question for you. When are you going to woo my sisters?"
Wang Zhong stared dumbfounded. When women went all out, they really came up with all sorts of nonsense. "Sisters?"
"What a heartless person!" Sharmie shook her head. "I'm already supportive of you having more than one lover, yet you're still acting over here."
"Ahem." Wang Zhong came back to his senses. He knew that Scarlet, Laura, and Sharmie became sworn sisters recently, but he wasn't used to it yet. About Scarlet and Laura, how should he put this? It wasn't that both of them weren't outstanding, but he just didn't feel that spark with them. Perhaps his lonely childhood made Wang Zhong more mature, making Scarlet and Laura seem more like little girls to him.
Noticing Wang Zhong's awkwardness, Mario changed the topic as the three of them entered the restaurant.
As expected, there weren't many people in the restaurant. The staff serving them were official Holy Disciples at the Heroic Soul Stage and also members of the Gourmets. If they weren't in the restaurant, Mario and the others would have to greet them politely, but now that they were customers, they could just sit back and enjoy the warm hospitality of their seniors. 
Ella was the person in charge. Their teacher had made it clear to treat them nicely; it was apparent that their teacher was very satisfied with this taste-tester. It was a pity that he came into the Holy Land as the number one expert of the CHF and ended up as a taste-tester, but at least, he had integrity. Originally, the Gourmets wanted to accept him into their team on their teacher's account, but they didn't expect him to reject the offer. This made Ella change her opinion of him for the better.
"This Junior Brother is pretty rich today, huh? I've reserved a private booth for you. Special treatment!" Ella smiled.
"Thanks, Senior Sister!" Wang Zhong and Ella had met a few times before, and Ella was an assistant who Teacher Lan Daier valued highly. Great Teachers could accept disciples directly, while teachers accepted assistants. Similarly, being a teacher's assistant had a lot of advantages and conveniences as you could widen your outlook while following your teacher. Once a teacher was promoted to a Great Teacher, the assistant's status would rise too.
Needless to say, the interior of the booth was decorated with lavish ornaments, including things from the Dimensional World. A painting on the wall was 'alive.' According to their teacher, it was a marine Dimensional lifeform with exceptionally strong vitality. 
Sharmie had really gained some insight from this. Previously, her knowledge of gourmet restaurants was only from a few seniors boasting about their experiences. She didn't expect to be dining inside a booth on her first visit. "Wang Zhong, aren't you having a bad time here? If this is what you consider bad, aren't me and the others living in hell then?"
Wang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I was quite pitiful for a period of time, but after extreme bad luck comes good luck. I've been quite lucky recently, so I thought I would share my joy with you guys."
"You're a true brother! Loyal indeed!" Sharmie slapped Wang Zhong's shoulder casually. This certainly released all the depressed emotions inside of them recently; this made Laura and Mario feel like they were reborn, validating their existence, which they had not felt in a long time. 
The two of them were talented, but this place was where all the elites gathered. Although they weren't completely drowned out by the others, it wasn't easy for them to stand out either, or at least, they would need time and luck.
Not long after, Grai arrived. Grai was the only one who didn't change much after coming to the Holy City: he was still handsome and ever ready to adapt. We are made great by our tolerance; we are made strong by the absence of desire. This saying was an apt description of Grai. His Blood Race talent was not a taboo in the Holy Land at all, and several teachers from the Tyrants were pretty interested in him. They wanted to invite him to participate in some experiments since Blood Race bloodlines were quite flexible to work with. Grai led quite a comfortable life here, which was also because of his strong adaptability.
"Senior, you look good. Seems like you've gained something recently." After everyone exchanged greetings, Grai sized Wang Zhong up. Grai did not believe the rumors circulating outside in the least. Perhaps casting a Heroic Soul was hard, but it definitely wouldn't be a problem for geniuses like Wang Zhong and Mo Wen; this was not only because of their talent but also due to their earnest attitude. People like Gui Hao who were so arrogant could already cast such a great Heroic Soul, let alone those two. Also, a person's strength depended on their luck too.
It was indeed true that people like Wang Zhong and Mo Wen were born lucky, so their luck was never too bad.
Wang Zhong smiled. "Yes, but I still need some time to reflect on it."
Grai guessed correctly that Wang Zhong was pretty lucky recently, but he definitely didn't know just how lucky he was.
"This girl Laura sure likes to take her time. She seems to be leading quite a good life since Molton holds considerable power here," Sharmie said. Among the Holy Disciples, it would certainly be more convenient if there was someone here to stand up for you; you could avoid many mistakes. Molton was a well-known figure even among Holy Disciples, so helping Laura live comfortably here was undoubtedly an easy task for him.
Wang Zhong nodded. He didn't want Laura and Molton to be affected just because of him. "I called Napier and Mo Ling too. They were a great help to me a few days ago."
"Napier and Mo Ling?" Sharmie opened her eyes widely. "I don't think those two are in the mood to come over and eat with us?"
"Oh really? Why?" Wang Zhong was curious. He sent Skylink messages to Napier, Mo Ling, and Gui Xinying, but other than Gui Xinying who replied that she couldn't make it, the other two didn't respond. He was busy the whole day and didn't have the time to look at his Skylink. When he looked at it now, there were no replies from them indeed. 
"I heard that Napier and Mo Ling have withdrawn from the New Holy War Team. The Mo Family was quite disappointed in them, and a senior from the Mo Family declared that they should survive on their own power. Perhaps this is training or a punishment for them, but who knows for sure? The New Holy War Team is an exploration team created by the 10 Great Families. After offending them, their family won't go easy on the two of them for sure. I guess both of them are in terrible shape now." Sharmie shook her head.
"I've heard of this before." Grai, who was from the Sparta Clan, knew more about what was going on. "It seems that Napier offended a vice-captain of the New Holy War Team. Originally, he had financial assistance from the Mo Family and the New Holy War Team, but both are gone now. His elective subject is alchemy, the one that requires the most money, so he's unable to continue on with it. I think he's prepared to give up that elective as I haven't seen him during alchemy lessons in the Sparta Clan these few days."
Every newcomer, or rather Holy Disciple, would choose a main cultivation route and an elective subject; this was not only to earn money, but also because if you invested too much time on cultivation solely, it would put you at risk of narrowing your own paths, limiting your capability. Learning from something similar to your situation and adjusting your mind was imperative in helping you overcome some difficult bottlenecks. Building your foundation was very important during your initial time in the Holy Land. It was no use to rush things. As you reach higher levels of power, you require more resources. Unless you had a Sacred Teacher to back you up, good preparation was the key to success.
Once you started on your elective subject, it meant that you invested much effort in it and treated it as an interest and hobby too. Giving up on your chosen path was definitely a forced choice that would be a heavy blow to both your mind and body.
Did it really have to come to this?
Wang Zhong was rather surprised. Did this happen because Napier helped him at the Dimensional Hostel previously?
Considering how the hierarchy in the Holy Land was far worse than on Earth, this might really have happened because of Napier and Mo Ling challenging their seniors for Wang Zhong's sake. In the Holy Land, the 10 Great Families were just a means of connection to the Earth and could be easily replaced, serving no real purpose. Everything was about profit. 
"Not only did they lose their source of income, but the exploration teams in the Holy City also hold considerable power, affecting them in more ways than they can see." Grai shook his head. "If they're not strong enough and don't have someone backing them up, things will get pretty tough for them."
Beside him, Sharmie and Mario nodded vigorously, relating to this on a deep level. This really was the case for everyone when they just arrived in the Holy Land initially. Many Holy Apprentices and Holy Disciples wanted to get into their seniors' and teachers' good books, as a little help from them could possibly save them a few years' worth of mistakes. Showing off and maintaining your dignity were things that you could afford only if you had enough power since not everyone was like Wang Zhong. 
"Do you know where they are now?" Wang Zhong frowned. Regardless of whether he needed help then, Napier and Mo Ling stood up for him, and he appreciated it. If both of them were in a difficult situation because of him, Wang Zhong felt a responsibility to help them since he was in a position to do so.
The others shook their heads. Grai was someone who minded his own business, and he wasn't very close to Napier either. He only heard the news about Napier when other people were talking about it in the Sparta Clan from time to time. As for Sharmie and Mario, they were struggling with life themselves and didn't have the time to care about other stuff.
"Oh right, the three of you are not in any Dimensional Exploration teams, right?" Laura was not here yet, so Wang Zhong cut straight to the point.
"Are you trying to ask us to join the Gourmets?" Mario heard about Wang Zhong being a taste-tester and immediately refused. Anyone who knew about taste-testing jobs knew that it was certainly not a good job, and no one lasted long in it. "I know you can earn quite a fair bit from it, but I really… wouldn't be able to take it."
Wang Zhong laughed. "I'm talking about the Wanderlust Team."
The others stared at each other. None of them had heard of that team before. Grai seemed very interested. Although Grai received invitations from some exploration teams, he didn't have much interest in them and didn't feel like associating himself with them and having to suck up to them. From the very start, his goal in life was to enjoy freedom.
Wang Zhong briefly introduced the Wanderlust Team to them. "The scale of the team is rather small, but it has great potential, and the people there are easy to get along with. They have no special requirements for newcomers, and of course, if newcomers go on a mission, the rewards will be divided according to your individual contributions."
"There's such a good deal? I want to sign up. Save two spots for us! Two!" Sharmie bellowed, her face full of excitement. Joining a Dimensional Exploration team was extremely important to the development of the newcomers. Even if they were still at the learning stage, they needed some hands-on training to improve faster. There was another benefit that newcomers couldn't resist, which was earning money.
"Wang Zhong… Are you sure this will work out?" Mario was quite worried. It wasn't easy to be accepted by exploration teams, and this team treated newcomers fairly well, which was rather rare. Most small exploration teams would extort the newcomers.
"I'm the vice-captain, so I have authority over this, rest assured." Wang Zhong smiled.
Sharmie and Mario were stunned. This… seemed really different from what they heard outside.
"That's good then." Grai smiled. "Looking forward to the next time I get to work alongside Senior."
Grai hadn't made his choice all this while as he had been waiting for Wang Zhong subconsciously. He had a feeling that Wang Zhong would call him soon. There was a type of person who was born to be a leader and would never leave his friends behind. 
"The Wanderlust Team?" The door opened, and Laura arrived. She heard the last bit of their conversation and smiled. "A pretty good team that's been in the spotlight recently. News of the Wanderlust Team has been circulating all around the Dimensional Hostel. I heard that they explored an S-rank secret realm, and there are only a few exploration teams that are able to deal with an S-rank secret realm."
Unlike Sharmie who was having a bad time here, Laura was in the pink of health and seemed to be leading a good life in the Holy City. She was already a small celebrity in the Mystic Sect, which proved that having an impressive brother brought a lot of benefits indeed.
"Our team is so awesome. An S-rank secret realm?" Sharmie opened her eyes widely, finding it unbelievable. She looked at Wang Zhong. "I thought you said that the scale of the team isn't big? It's just a small exploration team?"
Wang Zhong smiled, spreading his arms. "I said that it has potential. Having a small scale doesn't necessarily mean it's not strong."


Amidst a disaster, an orphan contracts a sickness.

In his waking hours, he is tormented by his ailment, but when he slumbers, there is infinite darkness.

One day, when he was five years old, a strange Fate Trickster appeared in his dreams. Ten years later, he dreams of becoming a lord. To do so, he takes a chance to trade his fate!

That day, Wang Zhong once again stood at the gates of the Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy. He was about to start a brand new life.

The time passed quite fast. Mario would from time to time get weird reports about Emma's strange actions and would wonder at first.
But lately, she started hoarding animals, plants, all kinds of foods. The food she bought from different kinds of companies all together could feed huge cities for decades. ''Is she donating this stuff?''
He could find traces of buying but where the stuff went no one really knew. After a while, he gave up asking. She is probably donating the stuff but doesn't want to do it under the eyes of the public so she probably is doing it under her hand.
How cute. The funny thing, no matter how much she spent she was able to earn double the amount.
But the last report made him furrow his eyebrows. ''Woman... what are you up to?''
Ammunition to support the whole country in multiple years of fight, bombs, missiles, cars, helicopters.
Her own satellite in space, the whole field of solar panels, wind blades and even nearby river had small hydro energy plants. What is she planing??? Wait... the hell??? She is gathering soldiers and letting them sign a confidentiality agreement. 
He smiled suddenly and scratched his three days beard. He pressed the button on the phone and ordered. ''Contact her and tell her whole unit is interested under the condition she provides for families as well.''
Let's see what kind of strange idea this woman has. Or does she has some informations no one else does? His eyes narrowed as he saw the last line. ---Emma Thompson asked Minister of Defense to private dinner.---
Dinner was not like a normal dinner. She sat in a private room in one of the famous restaurants and smiled at five men that sat opposite of her with flabergasted expression.
 ''You want to do what?'' the Minister of Defense was really stunned and interested in the conversation.
''I actually bought the underground shelter your ministry gave up. I plan to close it completely and disappear out of the world for a few years. I found people that would like to join me in and try to survive inside without direct touch to the outside. We plan to live like in case of catastrophe or worse. I plan to test the human ability to adapt to new space and life.'' She sat there looking completely calm and confident.
''Why?'' he couldn't understand.
''Why not? I am rich. All I wanted to see I did, all I wanted to experience I did. Isn't the next step for humanity to live on other planets. Think of this as a preview to it. Few thousand of people living together for years without to be able to see the outside world. Isn't that a good idea?'' She acted like a spoiled rich woman that just wanted to something fo fun.
The ministers had their own worries but were happy such a test could be done without them wasting state money.
They came to one conclusion. ''Fine. It is accepted. We will talk to the president and ask him to make this piece of land as your own region or private state. If this is successful your name will come into history books.'' 
She just waves her hand. ''No thank you. Not interested.''
They sighed in relief. They found out she is extremely rich and if she continues gathering money she might as well buy herself island and make her own state its not like she wanted the whole county. Just the estate where the shelter is to be her own zone. 
''Do you need any help with the test?'' Minister of Health asked curiously.
Emma Thomson just nodded. ''I will need those that would be interested in such life. I can include their family members as well as we have enough space. I will need teachers, scientists, mechanics and many more. The team you would send to the next planet, only with the whole family. Those that want to join but leave family outside are not welcome. I need them to fully focused on their tasks inside.''
Hearing her words they stopped asking further. It seems she has some of her own plans. The worst thing that can happen she fails, but seeing her so rich they knew she won't lose anything so they just let her play around. She invested a bunch of money into next space exploration just to cover their eyes. 
When she left the restaurant her eyes flashed and she chuckled. If they knew only. 
The moment she saw huge gates filled with busy peopel she felt happy and content. This time it won't fail. Suddenly she heard a manly voice next to her and she almost jumped. Turning her eyes towards the voice she recognized the man.
''Uhm...Mario whoever right? What are you doing here?'' She was really curious.
''Didn't you ask for units with family members. We all brought our family members heer and are willing to do the task you give us.'' His eyes were for a moment warm but suddenly turned serious.
She turned her head towards multiple trucks filled with people and raised her eyebrows. 
''The family members were collected and all brought here. What now?'' 
Hundreds of people stood in front of a huge metal wall and waited.
 A small woman in comfortable jeans and a white shirt climbed on one of the trucks and rose her hands to attract attention. But everyone spoke. She sighed and suddenly heard the manly voice ... ''Let me?''
She shrugged and stepped a bit back to let him stand in front of her.  Suddenly strong yell boomed over the people's heads. ''Silence!!!''
Clamors stopped and everyone turned attention to teh small woman that came around him. He sighed and gave her a megaphone. She gratefully smiled, turning her eyes in little crescents.
''One ...two... oh it works...'' Everyone laughed but then it ebbed as she started talking.
''My name is Emma Thompson. You all signed the agreement so I can now openly talk about what will happen now. I invited all of you to join me inside the shelter for the next few years. It will test the possibility of survival in the next stages of human life. The space travels will soon start all over and peopel might want to leave the planet and stay on the planet. But leaving without family will cause them to be unfocused and deconcentrated. So we choose to include whole families in teh process. What if you could do that and start a different life on another planet and never be able to return. Wouldnt be teh best to use what you have and just survive.''
She breathed in and looked at their various expressions. ''Of course, you can give up now and leave, but the moment you do, you definitely all need to go and never have a chance to join again. Why? It's my rule. I will not forgive any mutiny just to tell you that. Our only punishment will be kicking the whole family out of the place and blacklisting them for life. As you all signed the agreement I am not worried that you will talk. But still, do not speak about this until we come out again. After all, this is just a test. Those that are ready to live in the underground for the next decade will go to the right side and enter the busses that will drive you to your accommodations those that give up will be paid for your wasted days and will be sent back home with trucks. Please choose now.''
She just climbed down and sat in her newest armored car that came on the market. Actually all the cars, trucks and other vehicles she changed into bulletproof and durable to any kind of attack.
Mario stared at teh care disappearing in front of his eyes as his eyebrows scrunched more and more. He knew this type of vehicle. Having so many safe cars on the same spot is not normal.
His crew surrounded him and awaited further orders. ''Did you bring all the family members?''
Everyone nodded except two men. ''My mother is still on the plane and his wife is somewhere in the bus. We need to wait for them.''
''Boss, this situation...'' All of them were veterans and knew when the situation turns like this it is not just some stupid excuse like a test.
''She used this idea to stop those people in digging too much into her secrets and movements. It seems this thing is real. Jackson takes the helicopter and get your wife. Patrick, you take the other one and get your mother. It seems this place will turn ugly soon.'' He gave everyone duties and took long steps into the huge gaping mouth of his future home. 
But he didn't feel uncomfortable... At all...

After dying in hands backstabbing friend that she thought of to be a sister she reopened her eyes and prepared for the final days before everything changes.
But to be able to protect her child she needs to clean some trash first. 
On the day of the apocalypse, she sat in her chair and a drunk glass of expensive vine. 
Want me to save you. Sure. The cow needs to be feed, the pigs need to be washed and manure needs to be spread on our fields.
Don't you want?
Go out and never come back.
Story of a single mother that just wanted to protect the most important person on the planet.
 Her own daughter Aisa. 
 
---This is going be to just a trial to write a different view from all the battles. 
Real otaku fights from the soft chair in the safety of own home. 
You want to fight and kill, do it. I am an otaku and I like it this way ---   :) 
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