Bethany is 3 years old now, will be turning 4 very soon. She was underweight before she was born, so Dara tried her best to gain Bethany's weight. 

Yes, of course.

Dara gained herself some weight. Dara thought, "it's fine, I will get to my normal weight after delivering her to birth. Just exactly the way I did when I have  Christian."

Indeed. She lost some weight. But the problem was that the weight loss was a lot less than the weight gain. Although she's not in an obese state, still she felt a bit insecure in the beginning.

But Dara knew she can't complain, and she had no time for any strict diet or any weight loss program because of breastfeeding. So she just accepted her new shape. And she kept on accepting it for the next couple of years. She keeps on trying to be happy in her skin.

And just today, after all these years, she met a fitness trainer through online media, she just can't stop thinking and getting excited about how she will get back to her dream shape in an easier way and for free. Wow! Fitness trainer for free! Who wouldn't be excited to see how it goes?

***

It's late in the afternoon, Dara is examining Christian's homework while her children are enjoying Friday's ice cream with chocolate chips and cereal sprinkles and smoothies. Singapore and Greece have 5 hours time difference, so it's around lunch break for Dara's new coach.

Dara's phone bipping. She knows it's from her 'coach'. She unlocks her phone but doesn't open the chat room, seeing what her coach sent her. It was only a greeting because they haven't talked at all today. Suddenly Dara remembered that she doesn't know his real name after almost a week of talking.

Dara replies his "good afternoon" with a  short line of a  message, "good afternoon to you too."

Then she adds one more when she sees that he is online, "I'm checking my son's homework, I will reply to you soon enough when I'm done with kids."
He replies in a few seconds, "sure babe, go on."

Dara smiles seeing his quick reply and how understanding he is every time Dara mentions her children. He never sounds impatient or cynical or jealous after found out that Dara has a little family. Always sounds patient and sympathetic and he's always fun.

They haven't seen each other's face, but Dara has already felt good vibes from that man. She has opened the other chats that she got on the same day as she met K, but they were boring or perverted or weird people. 

***

There was a man who had this on his bio "I'm a fun and open-minded person, here looking for friends from all around the world." And Dara was attracted to him because of the nice pictures of himself and his holiday pictures from different countries. 

They talked quite a bit in the introduction. He was a Canadian. He had so many beautiful pictures of nature from different parts of the world,  but mostly mountains and hills. Seemed that he likes outdoor sporty activities such as hiking or climbing. She could say that from his physical appearance that was quite well-shaped with a broad chest.

They liked each other and chatted for quite an intense first day before he found out that Dara is married and has two children the next day. He suddenly ended the chat room, leaving Dara confused with a jaw-dropping. And she thought, "did I say anything wrong?"

That annoyed her a lot and made her grumpy for hours before she met a nice woman. Dara told her what was happening between her and the Canadian. Then the woman named Jules explained that the Canadian probably wanted sex with her, and chatting with a married woman was not his intention. Dara thought that Jules might be right and she felt better with that assumption.

She talked quite a few with Jules and she shared some of her experiences on the Tinkle app which one of those had led her to a real romance a while ago but then they broke up recently and here she was once again for another one. 

Dara enjoyed being on the Tinkle app, and she wrote her books and comic titles on her bio in efforts to promote them. "Great work, Dara, you hit two birds with one stone! New friends yes, promoting your work yes!" 

She met another new chatter, a good looking built-up man named Dean in a proper suit and bald head. His bio was "I'm a dominant man looking for an Asian submissive mature woman," which made Dara think a bit and wanted to ask about his bio. But she decided to pass him away without greeting him back because she didn't intend to have any heavy conversation.

Then she met another polite-looking man. He had a picture of himself in front of the mirror, in a white t-shirt and striped shirt as the outer, holding a see-through cup of tea that was only at the bottom left. His face was covered by his phone.

His bio was "Here are the scores that have been updated once in a day," then Dara saw different countries having different numbers next to it. And the very bottom of his bio was, "let me rate you!" And that was a bit interesting for Dara. 

They greeted each other then Dara asked, "what are you rating about?"
"Oh, you read that? Not everyone read bios though," he said nicely.
"Really?"
"Yeap. I mostly asked them by myself, haha."
"Ohh… I am new to this. But I really enjoy reading people's bio because I always find something different."
"Yeah, sometimes I read too, but not always."
"Soo… what are you rating?"
"Are you sure you're interested?"
"I might be, why do you ask me back that way?"
"Because you're Asian. Most Asians don't do this. Well, I know, culture."
"Culture? So your rating stuff is related to cultures?"
"Well, no."
"What is it then?"
"Hmm...okay. Since you are so insisting. I rate boobs."
"What do you mean you rate boobs?"
"Well, I mean I rate boobs, honey."
"How??" Dara started to widen her eyes in disbelief.
She saw that one country has 5 digits of the number.
"What's the highest score ever?" She asked him again.
"The highest was a Russian, her score was 94 of 100."
"Omg! How many girls have you rated?"
"Hahaha, I'm not sure…. So, will you let me rate you?"


"I have never known what efforts were;
I have never known what submission referred to;
I have never known what my passion was;
I have never known what I, myself really was;
Until there was… You"
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Dara is indeed a great submissive catch for a cold-hearted Dominant man like him, she's an innocent, a pure one to be taught, wrapped in a beautiful, petite, almost flawless appearance.
For Dara herself, this is her very first time to get into this kind of darker side.
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Being a slave means being strong. 
More than what she has become all along. 
The circumstance that Dara has never thought would be extremely challenging. 
But, by being his slave...
She finds herself.
She finds her deepest, hidden passion that she has never realized herself, before.
She finds a way to overcome.
She finally learns how to share a man, like a harem.
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Getting into the BDSM world virtually, was never her intention at all, but here she is sharing a man with girls from all over the world, in a virtual room of harems.
Jealousy, humility, degrading, among friendly, sympathetic, cooperation, partnerships, and even knowledge shared there. All of the mixing emotions of ups and downs flutter her heart and sanity. 
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Will she grow stronger and earn him?
Will she survive with all of the emotional occurrences? 

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Soon another year passed and nothing eventful happened in the vault.
I was now 10 Years Old and today I would be given a Pipboy!
I got up from my table in the Library and started heading to the room where my family lives in the vault.
As soon as I entered our home I found that it was dark, but suddenly the lights were turned on and I was momentarily blinded for a second.
"Surprise!" My Mother, Father, and a few other people said at the same time.
"Jeez, a little warning next time? I fear I may go blind if yall do this again..."  I told everyone.
"Sorry about that." my parents apologized.
"Congratulations on your birthday," an old man told me before walking towards me with a pipboy in hand.
I instantly became shocked upon seeing this old man.
It was Overseer Charles Flair!
I bowed before the overseer but he pats me on my shoulder and told me "No need to bow, I am merely here to see the promising Genius of our vault and congratulate him on becoming 10 years old."
Overseer Charles then handed me a Pip-Boy 3000 Mark IV.
[A/N: The Pip-Boy 3000 Mark IV is the fourth iteration of the Pip-Boy 3000 line and includes a number of design enhancements. The control dials were moved from the left side of the device to the right to improve accessibility and the biometric lock and glove were replaced by a simple latch, allowing for quick and easy removal. The Mark IV also utilized a revamped display interface with animated images and was capable of playing the latest video games, such as Atomic Command and Red Menace. The Mark IV, unlike their predecessors, are able to manually unlock the main vault door entrances, this is the same pipboy the Sole Survivor uses in Fallout 4]
I thanked the Overseer and put the pipboy onto my left arm.
[Connected to Pipboy]
[Attaching Pipboy to body...done!]
[Pipboy is now fused with the body, Pipboy is now indestructible, it will now only come off if the host dies and only the host can see and access the contents on the Pipboy]
[V.A.T.S. Is now Active]
[STATS is now online, scanning the user's body and memories...done! Pipboy will now show your skills and the condition of your body]
[INVENTORY is now online, Pipboy is now capable of storing items]

[A/N: Let me know if you want the inventory or not]

[DATA is now online, the pipboy will now automatically document any locations, list any quests, and notes]
[RADIO is now online, the pipboy will now detect any and all radio frequencies and list them under this tab]
...
I said hello to everyone and partied for a few hours with them before the Overseer visited me.
"Young Osiris, do you mind visiting me in my office tomorrow morning?" Overseer Charles asked.
"Sure!" I told the overseer with a smile on my face even though I was panicking inside.
Why does he want me to see him in his office?
Is he going to have me killed?
I calmed myself down and soon the party ended.
I walked into my room and closed the door behind me.
I made sure it was locked before sitting at my desk.
My room was quite bare and empty and contained nothing of any significance.
I opened my Pipboy and examined some of its contents.
/==============\
Name: Osiris Blight
Level: 1

--<S.P.E.C.I.A.L>--
Strength: 4
Perception: 6
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 7
Agility: 6
Luck: 8
--<Skills>--
Barter: 20
Energy Weapons: 5
Explosives: 5
Guns: 5
Lockpick: 20
Medicine: 25
Melee Weapons: 5
Repair: 25
Science: 40
Sneak: 20
Speech: 20
Survival: 10
Unarmed: 5
--<Perks>--
None
--<Traits>--
-> Mutant(Dormant) - ???
-> Atom's Blessing(Active) - A unique gift given to few in the wasteland, you are now completely immune to radiation.
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My mutant trait is Dormant?
Then how would I activate my Mutant abilities?
Also, how the heck do I have Atom's Blessing? Isn't that a Trait unique to the Children of Atom?
If I remember correctly Atom's Blessing is a unique trait that most members of the Children of Atom have, currently the Church of the Children of Atom is located in Megaton and has not spread out past the town yet.
When Fallout 4's events begin the Children of Atom have spread to the commonwealth and are quite aggressive, they kill most people on sight with their Gamma Weapons that irradiate people to death.
Although there are some groups of the Church of the Children of Atom that are friendly most children of atom kill on sight.
I scanned through the rest of my Pipboy and found that most things in my inventory were normal and held no importance in my mind.
I opened the Map Tab and found myself looking at a large map of the world.
It was empty and had no markers or locations.
It did however have the vault on the map.
I found that the vault was located near a small town called Morristown to the west of New York.
[A/N: Morristown is a real place in the world and it is located to the west of New York, I spent a few hours looking around New York on Google Earth and all I saw was civilization for countless miles. I am too lazy to see if Morristown existed back before the divergence and I certainly don't care, so It's now in the fallout universe either way! Also, I am too lazy to look through New York block by block so I will just roll with it, some buildings in real-world new york will end up in this novel and some that do exist may not appear in this novel]
[A/N: Also please feel free to give me ideas for companies, new weapons, creatures, groups of civilization and etc]
Besides that, the Map was completely blank and empty.
I laid down on the bed and went to sleep, tomorrow I would be meeting with the Overseer.
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(Before you being reading please read the following warning: Although I have been writing for a little over a year, I have a track record of writing plot holes or do not even notice plot holes until I am informed or I go back and see them myself)

What happens when a Nerd awakens after falling asleep and mysteriously dying to find that he has somehow reincarnated into the Fallout Universe and to top it all off reincarnated into Vault 22 as some kind of monster?

 Yang Qi Quan, who had dabbled in the frivolous society for many years, was not only a weathercock but also a greedy and selfish man. He could be described as someone who would go to any lengths for self-preservation. His personal motto was 'every man for himself' and he had never strayed from it.
At least he was neither a rapist or murderer nor was he aiding someone to curb their sentence. He was acquainted with others who were willing to help a killer or convicted rapist go scot-free, so in retrospect, what was faking a medical record for depression? It was nothing serious. 
And even if someone else were to suffer because of this fake report, it was not his direct doing and hence, there was no need for him to have any guilt over it. He knew this twisted moral compass of his would be reviled so he had always kept it to himself and only associated with like-minded people.
And the man who came to have him fabricate a medical report for depression was very much to his liking, but not as much as the rewards he promised. 
Yang Qi Quan's pay as a physician was high but it was not enough for him to afford a big house in the capital. His wife with her head nurse salary and his own salary saved up over a decade only amounted to four million yuan. It was with their parents' help that they could afford the six million yuan down payment for the well-located house in an expensive school district.
He had two children who were about to start elementary school and he couldn't have them live in a small house and go to a regular school. He had a reputation to uphold. But to repay the remaining loans, it would have taken him another twenty to thirty years and by then he would have already been sixty!
Now that he could be rid of this debt by faking a little medical report, how perfect was that?!
What's more…
From what he could tell, the man had every intention to hire him as his family's doctor; even the contract had been prepared in advance. To be able to work for such a generous and like-minded 'thigh', what more could he have asked for? 
…..
The topic regarding Mo Liu Gui's depression had been on the Internet for two whole days.
From the beginning, the news erupted to the top three places, then to the top ten, and currently, it stood within the top forty places. 
However, this was not because her supporters were diminishing or the water army not doing their job but because her popularity was dwindling fast amongst the regular masses.
But that did not stay long…
On the morning of the third day, two new hot-searches about Mo Liu Gui shot straight to the top and second spot. 
'Mo Liu Gui's Depression Was Real'
'Everyone Owes Mo Liu Gui an Apology'
Several websites began posting essays about the whole event from whence she claimed to have depression to her having had to endure the accusations from the public in the past two days, and finally having the truth come out. They sighed for her fate and praised her to the moon.
And of course, these articles were accompanied with the decisive photo – 
Mo Liu Gui's medical record.
 
The sudden reversal started a whole new wave of comments. Mo Liu Gui's fans and water army began their dance on the major online platforms to blow this matter to the sky.
'Just as I thought, it's not like you can just casually claim to have depression without any proof.'
'Oh I'm feeling heartache for Mo Liu Gui, to think that she actually had depression.'
'I'm feeling so bad for her. Those who had slandered her should all die, die, die! Such a poor innocent girl was abused by your thoughtless and jealous words. She's from a prestigious family ok?!'
'Upstairs, are you actually praising the Mo family as prestigious? Aren't a bunch of them sitting in prison now and the rest are just as twisted. What's there to boast about? Their poor morals?'
'Sour grapes! You're just jealous because the Mo family is rich.'
'So it's true? Mo Liu Gui really had depression? As a passerby, I'd like to say a word of justice. Mo Liu Gui is indeed kind and sensible, understanding and soft-hearted. She was sick and yet she still had to care for her selfish brother and think for her family.'
'Damn, this reversal is … Too powerful.'
'Those who berated out Little Rose before, come out and make sure you apologize to her!'
'That's right, those who dared to accuse her of fraud come out and apologize, you thrash!!!'
'…..'
Public opinion was raging and Mo Liu Gui's popularity was raised sky-high. People flocked to her Weibo to comfort her and sent her their wishes and love. Her number of fans surged through the roof and in an hour, it had reached eight million!
Mo Liu Gui's camp was already blowing their victory trumpet!!
Everyone in the Mo family had been paying close attention to this. They all had a smile on their face having received the news. Even the bad-tempered Mo Wu Hang couldn't help but laugh and scoff when he read the comments regarding Mo Di.
"Go on, scold that animal to death!"
…..
Of course Mo Di was aware of this 'reversal'.
After he had finished his work for the morning, Mo Di opened Weibo during lunch break and read the curses people were throwing at him online.
"Xiao Di, don't read anymore." Xian Yu Chao and the others were rarely this quiet. They were worried about accidentally making Mo Di upset so none of them dared to say much.
"Those people don't know the truth. You'll only get angrier the more you read, so it's better to ignore it."
"That's right Xiao Di, don't read that," Zhao Chun was furious but she still comforted Mo Di with patience, "Xiao Di, you really shouldn't pay attention to what they wrote on the internet."
However, Mo Di was cool as a cucumber and continued to browse the comments while stuffing his mouth with rice.
'Mo Liu Gui's younger brother is just disgusting and selfish!'
'So this is the reason Mo Di is so hated! Disgusting! Previously, Little Rose's reputation was tarnished because of the video, I suspect there's something wrong with that video!'
'Exactly! Maybe Mo Di really did cheat at that time! How could someone improve so much in such a short time?!'
'In other words, could the Mo family be wrongly blamed as well? If what Mo Liu Gui said was true then Mo Di is just selfish and ignorant of his sister's kindness. And the claim that he mistreated his sister could totally be true!'
'That's right, maybe what the people from the Mo family said was all true. Mo Di was jealous of his sister since young and had always schemed against her. This was why they all hated him!'
'OMG, so does that mean that everyone was fooled all this time and that Mo Di was really the rotten one?!'
Even when there were some that spoke up for Mo Di, their voices were just drowned out by the fans and water army.
'Mo Di's fans, stop trying to whitewash him. Mo Di is selfish and disgusting. He tried to harm such a pure and kind sister, what a rotten personality!'
'He didn't even know that his sister had depression and even intentionally created conflict! He's rotten to the core! Be careful of retribution!!!'
'Die Mo Di! Let's all curse him to have a horrible death with his limbs ripped off and tongue cut out!'
'…..'
Ding 
A notification chimed in and a message popped up on WeChat.
Mo Di opened it and found that it was from Mu Tian Heng:
[Don't worry about the news on the internet. Yang Qi Quan's account has been traced and the evidence is mostly in hand. Don't bother yourself with what they posted online either. Call me back whenever you're free, let's discuss how to play out the final step beautifully.]
[I know, brother, I'm fine.] Mo Di immediately sent him a reply with a smile pasted on his face.
Zhao Chun saw his expression and eyed Xian Yu Chao anxiously. She whispered, "What to do? Did Xiao Di read those nasty comments online and.. And go bonkers? Why is he still smiling?"
Xian Yu Chao, "No, no, that can't be…"

As the only girl born in the four generations of the Mo family – a prestigious and powerful family in Hua Xia – Mo Liu Gui has been adored since the day she was born. She is gorgeous, naive and intelligent. Behind her is the noble Mo family and by her side are countless excellent pursuers. Whether in career or relationships, she’s the heaven born life winner.

It’s a pity that Mo Di is not Mo Liu Gui but a tragic contrast of what one would call life winner.

He has been disliked by everyone in the Mo family since the day he was born. When he left the incubator, the whole family was competing for his sister but left him in the hospital corridor overnight. He never took a sip of his mother’s milk because it was just enough to feed one child. He has not been held by his father once because his father was extremely disgusted with the culprit who robbed his darling of nutrition in their mother’s womb.

His five brothers never looked him in the eye. When he was six years old, they even ganged up to beat him till he had a fractured right leg which almost left him permanently disabled, all because he scored first place in his grade while his sister scored third, making Mo Liu Gui sad to the point of crying.

Countless scolding, neglect, double standard treatment, and even abuse in the name of education have been habitually done to Mo Di. Finally one day, the Mo Di who has been soft and obedient for eighteen years turned black.

He was no longer a soft and sensible man but had become gloomy and aggressive. He ran away from home, started his own company and made new friends. Everything is booming but when his company was about to go public, he was found by the Mo family. During a struggle with Mo Liu Gui who was asking him to come home, she fell and almost had a miscarriage. This incited everyone’s anger and they forced him into a mental hospital.

In the end, he died on his 25th birthday…
Afterwards, he was reborn.

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So far, Shasha had been comfortable and away from the competition for affection that had become a pain and shame for Regina. Regina did not want to have a stepsister like Shasha who had become her rival, by stealing the attention of the young man she likes.

Maya Agustin did not understand the impact this would cause. But this was a good issue for her popularity as an artist, but as for mayor candidate, it wad still unpredictable in the future. Maya was not ready for the surprises that she would face.

First from within their own households and the voting community.
Of course this also affects the current mayor, who was also her ex-husband.
Second, their competition became an internal and external fray as well. Not just a power struggle, but a love affair between the two of them.

***
One week later,
Regina invited her friends to practice dance at the smart park.
Usually they would practice at school or at Regina's house which was comfortable, cool because it was fully air conditioned, even when they eat in the kitchen, it was still cool. Actually they prefer to practice at Regina's house, but today they have to practice in the park.

 "Find a new atmosphere," said Regina. Whereas her real intention was to disturb the concentration of Shasha's children learning to read and write. Regina's group consist of 15 people in the same pink and purple costumes, they were all beautiful, with the same posture.

These girls were selected exclusively and become an elite group that was admired both at their own school and other neighboring schools. They have won many trophies in every city or provincial event for youth level dance competitions because Regina chose a special trainer from Jakarta, so their dance moves were always very unique and not easy to be imitated by other dance groups even though they openly exercised in this place.

 "Don't worry, there's no use even if someone else try to copy our dance moves, because our practice is only making movements that we are used to showing, so we keep secret and new moves to ourselves," said Regina. This girl was indeed intelligent and had a leadership character, it's just that her arrogant and jealousy make her behavior worse.

Of course the presence of Regina's group in the park was a concern, even though they practice not using music only using the count by Regina as their group leader.
The children who were learning to read and write ran to see the group dance practice activities. The girls who joined the group were not only beautiful and lively, they were also very talented, of course they wouldn't be able to become champions if they didn't get financial support from Regina who was in turn supported by her rich mother, artist and member of the legislative cabinet, who else if not for Maya Agustin.

The whole town already knew that Maya Agustin was Regina's mother. So the appearance of Regina in the park also attracted many reporters. When they found out that Regina had appeared with her friends, the news immediately appeared on the online portal.

Regina was satisfied that her activities attracted a lot of attention, and disrupt the learning activities of the children under Shasha's guidance.
Seeing that the children under her guidance were not concentrating on studying, Shasha distracted the children's attention by distributing food in a special gazebo that was made for the study group, other people cannot use the gazebo because there was a name tag permanently made on the roof, "Nature School Reading Corner."

The gazebo was the biggest and most beautiful. Her grandfather built the special building secretly which surprised the local residents.
The distribution of the free food was given by the local small merchant to Shasha, 'No need to pay, sister. I have already been paid for everything," said the traders.

"Who paid, sir?" asked Shasha confused. "I don't know, the person has already left," They replied in confusion too.
Because a lot of food was held in that place, it automatically attracted the attention of everyone in the park.

 "Come on, everyone eat the food, it's free, you know!" The vendors shouted calling everyone in the park, distracting them from watching Regina's group dance practice. Everyone ran to the gazebo afraid that they might not get a variety of food.
Regina was annoyed, Shasha had stolen the attention of many people including the reporters who had covered her and joined the sudden people's dinner party.

Soon people from the committee gathered for a meeting with the mayor and local residents about the construction of the new nature school building also joined. The plan was that their meeting would begin in an hour after Shasha taught. But because the children were reluctant to learn, the meetings could start sooner.

Regina took her friends home, the practice only lasted one hour, far less from the 3 hours they usually practice.

 "Let's get something to eat!" said Regina who was greeted happily by her group. "Yeaaah .... Regina is very understanding," they praised.

They didn't know that Regina was upset.
Her goal was not achieved. Edo wasn't there anyways. She had to find another way to get Edo's attention.

The meeting had just started when a delegation from the sub-district came carrying an official letter addressed to Shasha Nur Fadila, regarding the awarding of outstanding youths as pioneers of out-of-school education, the event will be held tomorrow morning.

All the participants of the meeting applauded happily, they were very happy that Shasha got the award. "So we postponed the gathering with the mayor, because he was also present at the meeting," said the chairman of the meeting, Mrs. Rustina, who was the head of the Pre-School, was also an advisor to the natural school.

Shasha pondered inwardly, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad with the award, her existence was getting known and she was getting closer to her father, Mr. Rahmat, her mayor father. What Shasha did not know, the event would also be graced with presence of other officials, including her father, Mr. Rahmat, her mother Maya Agustin, a member of the legislative cabinet, her grandfather Isaac Ibrahim, who was awarded an influential figure who drives the people's economy, and Zakaria, who won the award for traditional leaders, local, he wad Shasha's grandfather on her paternal side.

Who would have thought that the big meeting tomorrow, it would not only be an award ceremony at the provincial level but also a family event that had not met for a long time.

In the end, Mr. Tao accepted the first-round TV broadcast rights of Blazing Teens and promised that the show would be broadcasted as soon as possible at prime time. Afterward, Mr. Tao enthusiastically offered to show Meng Lang around the TV station.
Meng Lang tactfully turned down the offer. After leaving Jiangchuan TV, he immediately went to the airport and boarded the first flight for Zhonghai.
Zhonghai, Shangjing, Xiangnan, Pengcheng…
Meng Lang travelled up and down the country and managed to sign broadcast contracts with 12 provincial TV stations.
Of the 12, five had promised to broadcast Blazing Teens on their comprehensive channels, which had a broader audience base, and the other seven were going to broadcast it on their children's channels.
While Meng Lang was busy negotiating deals on broadcasting Blazing Teens, a piece of information went viral in the film and TV industry.
"Some stupid second rich generation spent 10 million on making a TV series, then gave it to the TV channels to broadcast for free…"
"Seriously? Can someone be that stupid? Does his family own trees that grow money?"
"I don't care about where he gets the money from, just tell me how the TV series is."
"I've asked. It's so bad! Like, incurably bad! And it's a feature show!"
"Feature show? Do people still make such outdated things?"
"I told you he was stupid!"
The discussion in the industry hadn't affected Meng Lang yet, probably because he hadn't been in this world for long and knew no one in the circle.
But it didn't take long for the discussion to go beyond the circle and soon reached the internet.
It first started when a famous director known from Chinese New Year movies bombarded actors and actresses in his Weibo posts, saying that their exorbitant salaries led to the increase in production costs, but the increase in the quality of the films wasn't proportionate to that of the cost.
And the director, who was nicknamed "small cannon", went on and on about that issue until he finally got straight to the point, saying that the root of all problems was the inflows of speculative money, which created too many bubbles in the film and TV industry.
At the mention of this, the director complained. "Is the inflow of capital a good thing? I was told that with generous investors, there will be much less constraint during the shooting, but if you ask me, although the investors are putting in more money, the actors and actresses are getting paid much more, too. When you add in the extra cost of the increased salary, the profit of the film remains the same. Am I right?"
What an obnoxious man!
Actors and actresses sneered at his speech and some were even cursing him behind his back. "Pork used to be a lot cheaper back in the days, but I don't see you accusing the rise in pork prices."
One had to admit that although those working in the industry found the director's opinion contemptuous, the online general public enjoyed it.
The online community supported "small cannon", saying that they were reading more and more news on overpaid actors and actresses and that the production company had spent all the money on the salaries, leaving no money for making good films.
So far, it was still a famous director complaining about overpriced actors and actresses.
But "small cannon" was never afraid of offending other people. Not only did he mention the invasion of capital into the film and TV industry, but he had even listed Meng Lang as an example.
"I heard about this deal recently, which I found rather funny. Let me tell you about it."
"A film and television company was founded at Jiangchuan recently and it shouldn't have been a big deal. Capital invasion didn't happen yesterday. So be it." 
"But that company was something!"
"How so? It was backed with a lot of money and has made a TV series just to satisfy its boss, with no regard for its cost. I heard that they've completed the shooting in three months with an investment of several million. Once completed, they didn't sell it, but let the TV channels run it for free." 
"When I heard about this news, I felt so sorry for my fellow workers in the TV industry. We're all doing the same line of work and cherish our careers."
"This troublemaker just came out of nowhere. He doesn't respect the job, but decided to make a feast of pigwash for his guests. Naturally, the guests won't be pleased after eating the pig wash and will blame someone for it. But who will they blame? Since the cook himself doesn't live on the thing he made and took off after cooking, the guests will have no one to vent their anger, so they'll have to blame it on other cooks."
In the end, the director concluded. "The capital invasion has led to an increase in the salary, which I'm against. Of course, there's good and bad capital. We welcome companies like XX Capital, but not someone, like a certain film and television company in Jiangchuan!"
Sitting in the airport lounge, Meng Lang read every single word of the director's complaint he posted on Weibo.
Meng Lang agreed with some of, if not all of his opinions.
But he was speechless when the director named him as the villain and vicious capital.
Why would a filmmaker lash out at someone making TV series?
Plus, that metaphor was so out of line!
Quality-wise, Blazing Teens was indeed no annual hit show. After all, it was limited by the production cost and the positioning. 
But surely, it was no pigwash!
Blazing Teens was a feature show targeted for children and a toy advertisement campaign in the disguise of a TV show.
Since it was for children, the quality was just about right.
Was "Legend of Zhen Huan" a good TV series? Yes!
But did children like it? No!
And that was the difference between the two types.
Meng Lang figured that the director complaining on Weibo probably didn't know what kind of show Blazing Teens was and only mentioned it to express his resentment.
Ever since Meng Lang started shooting Blazing Teens, he had never thought about selling the broadcast rights. He would count himself lucky for broadcasting a well-packaged yo-yo advertisement on TV channels without paying them. He had never expected to make money from it.
What was wrong with this world?
Meng Lang racked his brain, but still couldn't figure it out. All the countries in this world had a thorough mechanism for protecting intellectual property rights and piracy had been cracked down on until it vanished for good.
Under such circumstances, peripheral products of films and TV words should at least have become a major revenue source, if not enjoyed a leap-forward development.
However, he had searched and searched online, but found no one in this world trying the development path of combining films and TV works with toys.
Aofei Anime didn't exist anymore, Bandai had switched to produce semiconductors, Hasbo became a cosmetic company, and Disney never seemed to exist in the first place…
An industry of peripheral products of films and TV works did exist and relevant toys were being sold.
But the problem was, the peripheral products in this world leaned toward "complete" rather than "specific". 
That was to say, for a hit film or TV work, a lot of products such as toys, adapted novels, games, clothes, and phone cases could be released to the market, but they were all by-products.
It had never occurred to anyone that they would make a TV series or film just to sell toys or peripheral products. Most of the time, it was the other way around. Film/TV series came first, then the derived products.
Since the jump-off points differed, the outcomes were different, too.


Meng Lang wakes up in a parallel universe as a fresh graduate only to realize that Pengda Toy Factory—his family business—is on the verge of bankruptcy. So, he decides to do what he does best (in his previous life) to save the day—making TV shows.
Apparently, this alternative reality where piracy has been annihilated can be a paradise for spin-off merchandise, but no production company has made good used of this opportunity until Meng Lang shows up.
Blazing Teens, the first feature show Meng Lang directs ("borrowed" from his original universe, to be more precise) introduces yo-yos to this world for the first time. Once he realizes how profitable it is to sell spin-off toys, he becomes an expert in it.
Balala the Fairies, Explosive Boys, Kamen Rider… Meng Lang is determined to become “King of feature shows” in this world. Although, to the critics, he is nothing but a toy vender…

Kevin's a game designer, and was in fact, a well-known eroge creator. Sitting on his work desk, his ten fingers is rapidly pressing on the keyboard, and some time, he will be found drawing something on his drawing tablet. 
Keying in line after lines of codes, while at the same time, modelling his creations or children for his new up-and-coming game called Spirit Online. Undoubtedly, Kevin is all but free. Time was of the essence after all, as the time for his project's due date is slowly closing by. 
Unaware of how much time had passed, it was only when Kevin finished the ground work for his game did he sigh in relief. Saving his current work and massaged his own temples. 
"80% of the overall work had finally done! It should be about time that I focus on my own character, which had been left in the dust for two whole years now."  Kevin said to himself, while his hand hovered the mouse across the screen. 
Spirit Online was unlike the other role-playing game that Kevin had created. Unlike most of his game which carried the eroge title, the former was actually an ordinary mmorpg with an eastern-fantasy influence, no more no less. 
The fundamental base of his game was about martial cultivation, and mastery over sword and magic, which immediately set his previous works and his current one apart. However, while many found his transition sudden and might be a defective product, Kevin who like to read novel about Wuxia and Xianxia believe that his work will shine just fine.
"However, as the game creator, I should have my own backdoor to play the game, shouldn't I?" Kevin rhetorically question to no one specifically, as he pressed on a file, labelled (Cheaty Mc).
Most of the novel that Kevin had read, was about a poor Mc receiving a cheaty support in his journey. Whether if they found a treasure that help them in their adventure; receiving a support System from god-know-where; or find a reliable master that help to spread their wings. Everything just come to one main point: to prove that an Mc should have a cheaty assistant. 
Naturally, Kevin wanted to have such privilege as well, and since he was the game creator himself, why not create a backdoor for his own character? Bypassing in-game transaction and immediately start the game with everything unlocked; like a player playing with a Trainer tool. It should be a new and awesome experience, right?
"Let get the work done then… There's still the Spirit Continent's layout, background, and it factions needed my attention, after all." Thinking up to this point, Kevin quickly started to encode his own avatar into the game.
 
[Kevin] (Devil God)
Level 0 (0/1,000) 
[Rank: -] 
[Cultivation Level: First Mortal Path] 
[Cultivation Technique: Heavenly Omniverse Insight]
*The [] represented a clickable tab, while the () represented a non-clickable bar.
 
The bar beside the Level's tab was quite self-explanatory; as they represented his experience points and experience meter. The bar on top, which were located beside his Profile's tab on the others hand, represented his actual Race: the Devil God race which is unique to the creator of the game. Which naturally is, the hidden ruler of his virtual world called Spirit Continent.
Having been highly influence by eastern-fantasy novel and wanting to make his game unique and refreshing, unlike the other games in the market, it only natural that Kevin will have the two unique tabs, namely; Cultivation Level and Cultivation Technique around.  The former being the player's stats, while the latter being the player's fundamental battle technique.
 
 [Attributes] (First Mortal Path) 
STR: D
AGI: D
VIT: D
END: D
INT: D
 
Expanding on the Cultivation Level's tab, Kevin's character overall attributes were slowly listed down. Granted, Kevin didn't want to make the game hard and wanted it to be as player friendly as he could, the attribute rank was aligned with the others mmorpg's staring point: which is 10 points in all stats or D rank, in his case.
Because Kevin wanted to enjoy the game like any other players would do, he didn't change it nor tweak it. Only leaving them behind after making sure that everything was fine.  However, that didn't stop him from shamelessly keying in all the fundamental tool that will give him other kind of advantage over others, and the list of his mischiefs was listed below,
 
[Mission] 
[Quest] 
[Map] 
[Shop] 
[Summon] 
[Inventory]
 
The Mission's tab will be representing the personal mission that Kevin issued, while the Quest's tab, was something that his creation or children as Kevin like to call them, issued.  Though finding the delicate relationship between mission evaluation, mission difficulties, and mission reward for the former is quite hard. After some tweaking and testing, his broad grin told all that he had succeed.
Next, was the Map, a self-explanatory tab to say the least. 
The Shop below the former was where Kevin could buy everything that existed in his Spirit Continent, while the Summon, allowed him to call upon his own children to aid him in his battle. However, as if he hadn't broken his character enough, Kevin also messed with his Inventory; disregarding the basic 10 Breads and 10 Waters, to fuel a finite amount of important supply. 
Items, wealth, materials, and whatnot, Kevin make sure that he had it all and wasn't lacking in any department. Finally satisfied with his so called privilege, which at this point, was no less than a cheat itself, Kevin let out a proud grin and exclaim, 
"Now that is a cheaty Mc for you!" 
Following the establishment of his character overall 'privilege', Kevin then return back to square one, and tapped on his personal data; located inside the Personal's tab.
 
Name: Kevin (Age 17)
Race: Devil God
Title: Devil God of Domination
Physique: Devil God Constitution
Bio data: —
The true ruler of Spirit Continent, titled the Devil God of Domination.  Main in Dual-cultivation, which focus on the balance between Yin and Yang, while sub in Omniverse-cultivation, where every energy is fundamentally cultivatable. Having Dao attunement in the seven deadliest path, primary in Lust, and secondary in Greed, the Devil God of Domination is rather obsessive and possessive. However loved by his children and respected by his subjects, the Devil God's reign will continue till the end of time.
 
"Alright, that all for today." Here, Kevin stopped and saved his work. His head screaming in pain, probably because of staying too long against the monitor.  Rubbing his temples and stood up with his two feet, he then slowly walked toward his bed, wanting nothing more than vent his fatigue with a nice peaceful sleep as he usually did.  
"Somehow I feel more tired than before, however, looking at the time, it wouldn't be weird either." Kevin said, scolding himself for his usual ruthlessness toward his own body.  Looking at the alarm clock beside his bed, showing 4:01 a.m. a bitter smile appeared on his face as he slowly shifted his gaze toward the monitor. 
"Spirit Online… I will definitely finish you tomorrow or the day after, and be the first, to enter the world and meet… my beloved children. " Kevin exclaim as his eyelids slowly closing down. Too tired and fatigue, it didn't take long for him to fall deeply asleep. 
Unaware that as he did so, his computer that hadn't been turned off ever since the day she was assembled suddenly had it light cut short. The monitor on the desk flickered intensely with a weird ominous purple lightning, and with an almost inaudible 'sizzling' sound, burst into a radiance light that enveloped the entire room. Bringing upon deadly silent unto the world and a piece of news for the earthling to spoke. 
— — —
Night fall in the ancestral land; the moon eagerly climb above the firmament, seemingly trying to chase the distant sun away.  In the midst of mountains and trees, Claire, a beautiful young lady leisurely take a walk toward the distant waterfall along the endless river.
The breeze of the night blew and brush the land, the leaves swayed ever so gently appeasing one's heart, with melancholy.  Claire's lustrous long raven hairs flattered along the way, she seem so heavenly, like the goddess of night.
"I wonder if his highness had woken up," Claire mumbled underneath her breath, the faint smile she had fail to hide the worries in her tone.
The person she referred to as 'his highness', was the person that she serve; she love; she longed; and ironically, the person that create her. Ever since she gain her sentient, an artificial intelligent her creator called, the latter had been occupying most of her thought from the start till the end, after all. From the day she could perceive her surrounding, the handsome face of her creator had been the one she entertain the most. 
Looking at him working so hard to create her brothers and sisters, the land that they called home, and whatnot, it only natural that Claire could fall deeply in love with him. More, when Claire could definitely feel that her creator, feel the same to all of them. 
Unfortunately, too fatigue and weakened after they were transported into a different world, a new world called Ancestral Domain. Despite her creator sleeping right before her eyes, just like when they were separated by a thin transparent glass, Claire had a misconception that they remain apart by two different worlds. So, how can she not feel sad? 
How can she didn't wish her creator to woke up as soon as possible, and at the very least, talk to her, and appease the unprecedented feeling hidden deep within her heart. How can she these… how can she that… her mind was messy and her tears threatened to fall as they usually did, nowadays.
 "Your highness…  Please wake up already, or at least, told me not to worry." Claire said sadly, her eyes moist and misty. 
However, brushing them off for reason she had now arrive before a natural cave; located behind the waterfall. She took a deep breath before walking inside, only to see a figure inclining behind the cave's wall, looking around in confusion. 
"Yo-your highness! You're awake! Finally awake!" The tears that she had restrain drained down from her eyes like there's no tomorrow. Too happy and sad, Claire immediately jumped into his embrace, and cried to her heart content. But while Claire appease her longingness for him, the latter looked at her in surprise and, further confusion.

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