The global headquarters of the Gu Financial Empire was in a state of absolute, apocalyptic panic. Sirens blared across all ninety floors. The massive digital trading screens in the lobby flashed a terrifying, violent red."President Gu! Our mainframe has been completely breached!" the terrified Head of Cyber Security screamed, running into the executive office. "A shadow hacker known as 'J' just bypassed our trillion-credit firewall in three minutes! They have seized control of our servers and are currently transferring eighty billion credits out of our offshore accounts!"Gu Ting, the ruthless, cold-blooded CEO, furiously kicked open the doors to the central server room to confront the attacker.Instead of a heavily armed corporate espionage syndicate, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of a glowing, customized tablet was a five-year-old boy. He was wearing cute denim overalls, sucking on a strawberry lollipop, and typing at unimaginable, superhuman speeds with his tiny finge

The Emerald Lake Botanical Gardens, a heavily funded municipal sanctuary in the heart of the city, was currently a scene of absolute, terrifying chaos.Ancient, priceless oak trees were being violently uprooted. The serene, crystal-clear lake was boiling with dark, toxic energy. Rampaging through the exquisitely manicured flower beds was a massive, terrifying creature. It was a 'Heaven-Devouring Blood Lion', a demonic beast standing ten feet tall, wreathed in dark crimson flames, with fangs the size of broadswords.Walking casually behind the rampaging monster was Ye Tian, the self-proclaimed 'Immortal Beastmaster'. He was completely ignoring the destruction his unregistered pet was causing.Cornered against a shattered marble fountain was a terrified civilian family. A little girl was weeping hysterically, clutching her trembling golden retriever puppy to her chest. The Blood Lion was hovering directly over them, drooling acidic saliva that melted the pavement, preparing to swallow t

The penthouse office of the Star-Emperor Entertainment Syndicate was designed to intimidate. Behind a massive desk carved from solid obsidian sat Chu Feng, the self-proclaimed 'Absolute Monarch of Global Media'.Standing across from him, trembling but refusing to break eye contact, was Xia An. She was a brilliant, rising independent actress who had just flatly refused to sign Chu Feng’s 'Personal Companion Contract'—a thinly veiled document demanding absolute physical and personal submission in exchange for leading roles."You have a lot of courage, Xia An," Chu Feng sneered, clipping a ridiculously expensive cigar. "But courage is completely useless against absolute power. In this industry, I am God. If I want you to be a superstar, you shine. If I want you dead, you disappear."Chu Feng casually tapped a single key on his diamond-encrusted keyboard."Look at your phone," he ordered cruelly.Xia An pulled out her device. Within three seconds, her social media accounts, which held fif

The construction site of the Zenith Spire, a highly anticipated seventy-story commercial mega-complex, was completely paralyzed. For the past two weeks, unexplainable 'accidents' had plagued the site. Steel beams had collapsed, scaffolding had buckled, and terrified construction workers were threatening a mass walkout, claiming the site was cursed by ancient, malevolent spirits.Standing at the edge of the massive foundation pit, holding a complex, glowing wooden Feng Shui compass, was Master Tian. He was the self-proclaimed 'Supreme Heavenly Seer', wearing a luxurious silk Daoist robe that fluttered dramatically in the wind.Beside him, shivering despite the warm weather, was CEO Zhang, the billionaire developer who had sunk his entire fortune into the Zenith Spire."Master Tian, I beg you!" CEO Zhang pleaded, wiping sweat from his forehead. "The banks are threatening to pull my funding! Can you appease the spirits?"Master Tian sneered, slowly putting his compass away with an air of

The absolute center of Sapphire City, a bustling metropolis of twenty million people, had been forcefully brought to a dead halt.All eight lanes of the primary commercial highway were blocked by a wall of five hundred customized, heavily armored Rolls-Royces. Thousands of unregistered, black-suited paramilitaries stood shoulder-to-shoulder, forming an impenetrable human barricade.Standing on a massive, red-carpeted platform erected directly in the middle of the intersection was Long Chen, the self-proclaimed 'Dragon Emperor of Global Commerce'. He was wearing a ridiculously flamboyant white tuxedo, holding the hand of his weeping, overly-pampered bride."Today, the entire world stops for you, my queen," Long Chen declared arrogantly, his voice amplified across the city blocks. "I have purchased the roads, the airspace, and the silence of the city. No one moves until our wedding procession reaches the Sky Palace!"Behind the massive barricade of bodyguards, traffic was backed up for