《Hollywood Delight》


 Your New Beginning

    Standing between several boxes in your living room, you look at the certificate for California College of Art in your hand.


    After a moment, you throw it into the glove box, take out the tape and seal the box, readying for it to be shipped back home.


    ¡°Interesting.¡± You drop the tape onto the old sofa. ¡°How about that? A major in film and video? I never imagine that. How many people are looking for opportunities every year in Hollywood? How many really succeeded?¡±


    After you said that, you return to the bedroom, readying to change your clothes.


    You search your memory and learn some crucial fact about yourself. ¡°21 years¡­ and now you have nothing to do, wow.¡±


    Sitting down in a chair, you recall some important things that should never be completely forgotten.


    Although you have lived in Los Angeles for 21 years since you were born in 1970, you can¡¯t really forget the real experience that happened just yesterday.


    In another time, in another world, you graduated from a rather famous film school. You spent a good amount of time with a well-known film company. You enjoyed the pleasure of initial success, but your success didn¡¯t last long. Before your career was basically buried due to some bitch of an actress, you were unfortunately affected by a film explosion.


    And now you are here. God is fair, taking away your previous life prematurely, but giving you another in this world ¨C this strange world.


    ¡°Now, who is this person?¡±


    As you recall from your memory, you grew up with only your mother in a single-parent family. Your mother ¨C although not a super-rich person ¨C has tens of millions of dollars to her name. This was due to her advertisement company has a close business relationship in Hollywood. In fact, your mother and George Lucas would consider close friends, at least until he made his fortune.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    ¡°So that¡¯s my life, a new life.¡±


    This new world is pretty much the same as your old one, at least the people that are in it.


    You, with a new life, is no longer ignorance. You clearly know what you want. The family environment also provided a good condition for you to enter and exit the film industry during your childhood and adolescence.


    Thank to that, you get to observe the production of a Hollywood film and able to familiarizes yourself with everything related to film making in this world. In addition to that, you ¨C or the one you replace ¨C has devoted to the love of film knowledge, scriptwriting, photography, editing, co-ordination and much, much more. These are all essential elements for success.


    Apparently, your mind is like a sponge that absorbs knowledge like water. This was good, as you could recall everything in your mind very clearly. You decide to dwell a bit on your own history. Learning about yourself was always a good start.


    So, from the certificate, you joined the California Academy of Art, which closely related to Hollywood and the film industry. Your mother apparently didn¡¯t want you to go down this path and wanted you to attend a business school right after high school.


    That is good! You make your own path and create your own future.


    At the age of 16, you found yourself a broker, and with your family¡¯s relationship in film production, you managed to gain experience with your role as extras in various film. Up to now, you have appeared in more than a dozen movies. Although, without any line of dialogue or clear shot in those films you were in, the accumulated experience has done you good.


    However, you are not really satisfied with that amount of exposure.


    As you blatantly disregarded your mother¡¯s desire for your future, you are completely responsible for your cost of living outside your tuition and other expenses. Your mother might not agree with your choice in future career, she was not a monster that immediately cut off your lifeline.


    However, the process of becoming a well-known director is a costly one.


    The purchases of variety of books and films to further your knowledge as well as rental of photographic equipment for your learning experience had take it toll on your finance.


    After graduating from the college and finally embarking on your journey to stardom, you are pretty much broke.


    Your financial situation is the worse that it can be, and your credit cards have been in a negative state.


    ¡°What should I do?¡±

 You are Shameless!

    Despite the lack of finances, there are multiple options laid out before you. For one, you can go back home and smooch from your somewhat-rich and well-endowed mother, at least for the time being until you get your bearing and some planning done. You have just graduated after all, and it would be stupidly difficult to find a good job to pay for your future expenses.


    Or ¨C


    You could take your chance right now, in 1991. Every opportunity in the past year have been lost due to you waiting 21 years and accumulate more than ten years of education and experience. What you need right now is an opportunity. Just one shot ¨C a chance to create a real movie.


    But who doesn¡¯t need an opportunity? And how many do get into Hollywood when given the chance to do so? Not many. What about you? Well ¨C with your knowledge of the future and what¡¯s not, the chance of get into Hollywood isn¡¯t less than 3 digits. That is 110%!


    Of course, it would be better if you remember some lottery numbers and which date they will appear, hopefully in the next few days or so. Unfortunately, you don¡¯t, and your only chance of getting some funding quickly is with what you have learned in school in the past years.


    Or ¨C


    You could request help from the System somehow. Apparently when you were reborn into this world, you have been given a system. Classic reincarnation story! Strangely enough, it hasn¡¯t been allowing you do anything with it.


    ¡°System,¡± you call out, trying your luck again for the umpteenth times.


    [You are not authorized to use this system. Please get authorization and try again]


    [You are not authorized to use this system. Please get authorization and try again]


    [You are not authorized to use this system. Please get authorization and try again]


    It¡¯s the same message, and you have no idea how to get authorization. Have God really forgot to give you privilege? Or you just haven¡¯t reached a milestone to unlock it yet. Whatever the case may be, the system is no help to you whatsoever.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Thinking about your choices a little bit more, you finally get up and decide to call your broker. He is a good agent. Unlike your temporary career, which has not improved in years due to one thing after another, your agent was different. He had been on the rise after years of hard work, and now he is part of the CAA.


    What is that? It¡¯s the Creative Artists Agency!


    But ¨C but ¨C what does CAA mean for Hollywood? Well, every fucking thing.


    Sorry for the language, but that was how it is. CAA is very powerful, and you needed the power of the CAA to make your dream of being a super big-shot a reality, and there was not a lot of options for you right now.


    However, there was a little problem. Your contract with your agent is about to expire, so you need to schedule a meeting with your agent and discuss the renewal of the contract. Unfortunately, your broker did not want to talk on the phone. You did manage to learn where he currently is, however.


    Your broker is at a caf¨¦ near the California College of Art. There is many caf¨¦s around the college, but you narrow it down quickly enough due to your broker¡¯s taste.


    After you put on a good enough formal attire and check yourself in the mirror adequately, you head out of your apartment.


    You remember to lock the door before you go downstairs. The last time you didn¡¯t, you lost a few things ¨C not much, since you didn¡¯t have much.


    Outside, you find your second-hand car on the side of the road. You, of course, use the car to get to where you need as that is what it was designed for.


    You are practical that way.


    The drive is not very long, as your apartment is not too far from the school. Your car just needed to pass through the central street and turns about two intersections, and you¡¯re there.


    The drive is uneventful ¨C at least nothing happened yet since you are pretty much a tadpole in a small fish pond, and the world doesn¡¯t try to screw you over ¨C yet.


    Once you reach your destination, you park your car and head towards the caf¨¦. The glass door gives you entrance. Turning left at the entrance, your agent is seen sitting at one of the tables in the corner. Another person was next to him.


    ¡°What is he doing here? I told him not to come.¡±


    Your agent apparently notices you from the moment you entered the cafe, and he isn¡¯t too pleased in seeing you here. You wrinkle your brow and stride forwards to give him your greeting. Sure, you could wait until he was done with his client, but he isn¡¯t welcoming your presence so why should you return the favor?


    Without invitation, you open a chair and sit directly opposite of your agent.


    With a smile on your face, you give your greeting: ¡°Hi. It¡¯s fancy of seeing you here, and I didn¡¯t know you were with someone.¡±


    Before your agent or his client can say anything, you call the waiter nearby and give an order: ¡°I have a coffee, thanks.¡±

 I鈥檒l take that wager

    ¡°Mr. Anderson, can you give us a moment,¡± the agent said calmly and almost robotically. There was a strange sense of familiarity in the way he talked, and you swore you have seen it somewhere before ¨C perhaps in a film.


    ¡°Yes, Neo, can you give us a moment,¡± you said to the client with a sarcastic smile. That was not his name. You know who he is now that you sat down. His name is Thomas Anderson, and he graduated from the same college as you. You and Thomas even attended many of the same classes and competed in many of the same contests. As such, you have a sort of rivalry with him.


    ¡°It will not be long,¡± the agent added, seeing how Thomas was reluctant to leave the table. ¡°You can use this time to think over the contract.¡±


    Once Neo left the table, you became much sincerer. You and your agent were friends, and there were many times in the past that you used your connection to your mother to help him get ahead. Hopefully your agent will remember those favors. There was a moment of silence as your client took a sip from his coffee cup. You couldn¡¯t as the waiter hadn¡¯t brought you yours yet.


    ¡°I need a new contract,¡± you said calmly.


    ¡°Sorry, no can do,¡± the agent responded. He put down his coffee cup and gave a small smile. ¡°Look, I might not have stated it clearly over the phone, but I did not come here for you. I came here to mainly discuss a brokerage contact with Mr. Anderson.¡±


    You snickered. It was just funny the way your agent referred to Thomas.


    Your agent was not amused. He paused a little and said unceremoniously. ¡°The CAA will evaluate each of my clients. Your acting is appalling, and there is no progress whatsoever after all these years.¡±


    That was true, but then again, you weren¡¯t studying to be an actor. You wanted to be a director. You said exactly what was on your mind.


    Your agent shook his head. ¡°Sorry, I don¡¯t see any chance of success in you being a director. Neither will the CAA, so I will not renew the contract. There is just nothing in it for me.¡±


    You looked at your agent in a slightly strange way. So that was how it was. Once your usefulness was over, you have nothing of value. Your agent no longer needed you to further his career, and you have been kicked to the curb.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    ¡°Very sorry,¡± the agent reaffirmed and continued to enjoy his coffee, waiting for Thomas to return.


    ¡°Please,¡± you said slowly and lowered your head slightly. Your hands gripped your thighs tightly under the table. ¡°Just give me another chance, for everything I have helped you in the past. Just a letter of recommendation from you will do ¨C


    ¡°The management of the company has officially invited me to be one of the partners,¡± your agent said without looking at you. He was now looking at the newspaper to the side. ¡°Next, I will cross-manage some famous actors. The work and resources in the hands will increase. There is no time and energy, planning for the future of those who don¡¯t have any hope¡­¡±


    Your agent looked at you as you steeled your heart. You want to curse him for cursing your future ¨C who said you have no hope? Your mind is full of ideas, and you just needed an opportunity to let them loose into the world.


    You took a deep breath. ¡°I might not have any acting potential, but with what I know and have learned, I will be a damn good ¨C


    ¡°You will not amount to anything,¡± your agent said and placed his cup on the table. ¡°Listen to me, you are not suitable for this industry and continuing will be the waste of my time and energy. You have played how many characters so far? How many of them have dialogue?¡±


    You narrowed your eyes. Why would your agent ask you that? You didn¡¯t have any dialogue because your agent didn¡¯t do his job properly and get you one with a dialogue. Besides, you were using those roles to study film productions and become a director in the future.


    ¡°I¡¯m a waste of your time and energy?¡± You questioned if you have heard it correctly.


    ¡°Yes,¡± your agent said firmly. ¡°I should have dropped you years ago. That was my mistakes. Now, can you please leave, as I have business with a real actor.¡±


    Hearing the cue, Thomas Anderson smirked and rejoined the table. It seemed that he had won this contest with you. ¡°So, I heard that you are not suitable for Hollywood. Even the best emerging agent couldn¡¯t do anything for you. Now, can you give us a moment?¡±


    Your agent nodded and paid his undivided attention to your rival. There was a rage burning within you as you watched your agent talked calmly and nicely to Thomas.


    ¡°Sir, your coffee,¡± the waiter brought your coffee. You looked at the pitch-black emptiness in the cup as you felt your future in Hollywood is bleak.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s on me,¡± Thomas said. ¡°I know that you will be unemployed soon.¡±


    ¡°Thanks,¡± you said and picked up the cup. ¡°Cheer to your future career, hope it will be bright as mine.¡±


    Your agent raised an eyebrow as you drank the whole cup in one gulp. It was scolding hot, but you didn¡¯t care as you slammed the cup on the table. ¡°I will be the fucking best director in Hollywood or die trying!¡±


    You stomped out of the caf¨¦ after and heard a voice in your head.


    [System accepts the wager: I will be the best fucking director in Hollywood or die trying.]


    [New Quest: Be the best fucking director in Hollywood!]


    [Failure: Your life is forfeit.]

 Eyes of a Gamer

    You were alarmed by the voice in your head. What you have said inside the caf¨¦ was in the heat of the moment. You didn¡¯t really mean what you had said, at least not until you fully understand what you were wagering.


    [User Integrating in 5¡­ 4¡­ 3¡­ 2¡­ 1¡­]


    As soon as the system announced zero, your eyes widened in shock and surprise ¨C and fear. Your brain felt a massive jolt. You fell backward against the door of the caf¨¦, shattering the glass panel with your body. Many customers rushed to your aid as your mind slipped into unconsciousness.


    You didn¡¯t know how long had passed when you opened your eyes. Everything in front of your eyes was foggy. Your ears were also ringing. You couldn¡¯t hear anything anyone said, but from the people-shaped silhouettes in front of you, they appeared to be yelling at you.


    ¡°Can you hear me?¡± one of the older customers shouted.


    ¡°He¡¯s coming to. Give him some room,¡± another customer called out. He backed away from you along with many of his drinking buddies.


    [User Integrated Complete. Welcome to the Game. Your privilege is basic. Complete quest will grant you greater privilege. Goodluck.]


    What game, you pondered as your hearing returned slowly.


    ¡°What happened?¡± you asked and tried to focus your eyes. Whatever had happened minutes ago had stunned you and paralyzed all your senses.


    ¡°He must have passed out from the shock,¡± Thomas said flatly as he towered over you. You narrowed your eyes at your so-called rival. There was strange outline over his body, and his clothes seemed to be flickering.


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother with him,¡± your agent said from the side as more people constantly checked you over and making sure you were okay. One even gave you a slap across the face to wake you up from the daze. ¡°Let¡¯s us return to our discussion. The CAA will soon sign a formal contract with me. It will help me developed a good future for your career.¡±


    Thomas smirked. ¡°Did you hear that? My agent had just won a supporting role for me. Unlike you, my future will be awesome.¡±


    ¡°Give it a rest, Neo,¡± you snorted as you rubbed your eyes and tried to stand up. The dizziness was beginning to fade, but your vision hadn¡¯t fully returned. ¡°Just because I don¡¯t have any lines or frontal shot in any of my roles, it doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯m a complete loser.¡±This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    ¡°You are a complete loser. Want to be a director? Dream on. I¡¯m telling you now, your agent only signs you up because your family have a good relationship with George Lucas. It¡¯s not because you have any talents,¡± Thomas sneered.


    ¡°Right, Neo,¡± you said. ¡°I¡¯m sure it wasn¡¯t because of your father is the executive vice president of ¨C


    ¡°It¡¯s because I have talent and the potential to be a superstar!¡± Thomas shouted. He waved his hand and changed the subject. ¡°When you used underhand tactics to squeeze me out of that grand prize ¨C


    ¡°You mean when I proved that you stole my idea and tried to pass it on as your own,¡± you snorted and opened your eyes and stared directly at Thomas. You blinked several times. ¡°What the fuck¡­?¡±


    All over Thomas¡¯ figure was words and numbers. Strength, stamina, endurance, wisdom, intelligent ¨C those were games attributes. You rubbed your eyes several times to make sure you weren¡¯t seeing things, but the attributes expanded. More words and numbers filled up in front of you.


    ¡°A Grade Acting Skill? I call bullshit,¡± you snorted as you realized what these numbers were. Somehow, you could see his attributes and his skillsets. Not only him, you could see everyone¡¯s attributes and skillsets. It was insane. Your mind began to hurt due to sheer amount of information captured by your eyes.


    You covered your eyes with your hands and took a moment to calm yourself.


    ¡°Fuck you, my acting skill is top notch,¡± Thomas said and pointed at himself. ¡°I will be a big star in the future. I will participate in the Oscar. My name will be heard all over the world.¡±


    He then jabbed at you, ignoring all the nearby onlookers. He didn¡¯t even care that you just regained consciousness from crashing through the glass door. ¡°As for you, you will always be a shameful loser.¡±


    ¡°Thomas,¡± you said and slowly opened your eyes. You narrowed them at your so-called rival. ¡°You¡¯re such a dick¡­ holy shit, your dick is tiny!¡±


    You stared directly at the thing between his legs as his clothes faded away. It was there a minute ago, but now it was gone.


    ¡°What? I don¡¯t have a small dick,¡± Thomas immediately denied. His hands nearly covering his dick, but he stopped himself when he realized you couldn¡¯t really see through his clothes ¨C or could you?


    Apparently, you can ¨C somehow.


    ¡°Fuck, no wonder your girlfriend dumped you,¡± you cracked up and looked around the room at all the people. Your eyes widened and noticed everyone was stark naked. It would be a glorious sight if it wasn¡¯t for all the old men and their wrinkled old balls. ¡°What the fuck!? Don¡¯t put that in front of me.¡±


    You immediately covered your eyes and rushed out of the caf¨¦. You ran across the road and turned the corner. ¡°Phew, good thing I think fast. The owner will force me to pay for the damaged door.¡±


    Since you bolted before anyone was the wiser, you supposed you can¡¯t return to that caf¨¦ anymore. It wasn¡¯t a great loss, and you apparently gained something from the whole ordeal. You have X-ray eyes ¨C just imagine all the glorious things you could capture with them. Oh ¨C and you could also see people¡¯s attributes and skillsets.


    ¡°Are you hungry, honey?¡±


    You heard a feminine voice from behind you. You turned around to see a young woman bending over a trolley to feed her baby with a bottle. As her husband stood nearby, you stared at her bare round ass and sweet lower lips for a moment before covering your nose. You swore you were having a nose bleed.

 Returning Home

    Her husband immediately notices your staring. You are, after all, is looking directly at his wife¡¯s shapely ass and seeing her pussy very clearly in broad daylight.


    Her cunt is pressed very nicely against her invisible panties. After a second or two, you begin to wonder what color they are.


    You are a man after all.


    But since you obviously didn¡¯t want to cause any trouble, you quickly avert your eyes and walk away from the couple. A few hundred meters down the road, you turn around and have another look.


    This time, you have the great pleasure of seeing the young mother in full nudity. She is now standing up straight and looking back at you. Her husband is undoubtedly telling her that you were staring from behind moments ago.


    Her breasts didn¡¯t appear to be hold up by any form of bra, and they are huge ¨C as expect of someone who is lactating. You wish you could give them a squeeze, but you prefer not to get beat up for it. Her husband is a mean looking fellow.


    So, without any further ado, you gave her a smile and turn back around.


    You continue onwards.


    You head towards your car and while walking there, you scan the surrounding.


    There are many people on the road, walking and talking. Their clothes they are wearing are flickering as if it was some sort of hologram. Some people are stark naked. Their clothes are fully transparent ¨C with outline to tell you that they are in fact wearing clothes.


    You take a moment to inhale all the glory your eyes give you. You ignore the stats and attributes data that appears on each other. That isn¡¯t as important as other things. You need to indulge yourself a little bit.


    But first, you want to learn how to stop seeing naked men everywhere. You don¡¯t like that one bit as some of them are old people.


    You immediately start practice squinting your eyes as well focusing it. After a good hour or so standing there, looking like an idiot, everyone has their clothing back on.This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.


    You let you a sigh while rubbing your eyes. At least now you can see what you need to see. Seeing all them naked girls while driving would be an unavoidable distraction.


    You take out your car keys and have a good look at your car. Since your agent did not consider many years of friendship, you have no other options but to return home to your mother. She can give you a place to live while you prove yourself.


    ¡°System,¡± you call out.


    [User acknowledged. Please enter query.]


    You shrug and begin to open your mouth. You close them before saying anything. You wonder if you could ask the system with a thought. The system remain silence. It didn¡¯t appear to work.


    ¡°What are the conditions?¡± you ask.


    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    ¡°What are the conditions to the quest: Be the best fucking director in Hollywood!?¡±


    [User must be acknowledged as the ¡°best fucking director¡± in Hollywood. User must actively pursuit the completion of the quest. There is no time limit on this quest. Failure to complete the quest will result in the termination of the User.]


    The conditions aren¡¯t that bad. You just need to be the best fucking director ever and you are clear.


    ¡°Tell me about my eyes?¡±


    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    You change the question and ask the system again.


    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    The same response was given.


    You didn¡¯t know what this eyes ability is called, and without its actual name, you are unable to ask the System. You give up trying and get into your car.


    You drive back to your apartment.


    You stopped a traffic light on your way back.


    There was a gym by the road.


    Through the massive window in front of the place, many people are exercising. You focus your eyes and take in the awesome view of hot babes bouncing up and down. Their boobs jumping up and down, trying to break the confine of their sport bra.


    You couldn¡¯t see through walls, but people¡¯s clothing isn¡¯t a problem at all.


    You rub your nose as you check out a young woman¡¯s ass. She is doing bend over and squats, showing you everything. You couldn¡¯t help but let out a grin at the sight. How you wish you could touch it and enjoy yourself.


    A honk breaks you out of your immersion.


    ¡°It¡¯s green, fuckhead!¡±


    You roll your eyes and continue your way to your apartment. As fun as your newfound power is, it is somewhat lacking. For one, you can only look, but not touch. That will give you endless blue balls.


    You must find ways to overcome this little problem.


    Back in the apartment, you continue your packing. Hundreds of books that are almost rotted, dozens or so videotapes and film tapes. 16mm camera ¨C they all went into packaging, readying to be ship out tomorrow.


    ¡°Time to go home.¡±

 Your MILF of a Mother

    Early in the next morning, you settle the rent with your landlord, paying the man with whatever money you have left. When the moving company arrive, they pack your treasures and luggage into the trucks swiftly. They are professional after all. The trucks head off towards the west side of the city once they are done loading.


    You follow them loosely as you drive along the shore of Los Angeles, taking in the breathless sight of sexy women tanning and playing on the beach. Any girl your eyes focus on, their bikini vanishes, giving you the best view possible.


    This is your superpower. The power to see through everything.


    Of course, you didn¡¯t just pay attention to their juicy tits, bubbling ass or fuckable cunt or your desire to violate them with your raging hardon.


    No, you also spend a good quality of your attention to the attributes and skills list that appear, floating next to each person. Since you acquire this power yesterday, you have been practicing them tirelessly, so that you could understand it fully.


    With a moment of maturity, you forget your perversion and recollect your thought and examine what you have learn about your newfound power.


    You have learned several key things. There are several categories of information you can see, but the four major ones are: status, attributes, skills and traits.


    Status displays a person¡¯s health and whatever effects they are under. For example, hunger, tiredness, angry, fearful. Even horny and lustful appears sometimes on the list. How solid and visible the text is, the more effective the status is. A person whose hunger is in bold and could be seen clearly, meaning that they are really, really hunger. In fact, people who are under such an effect is almost always looking for foods.


    Attributes reveals to you their physical stats ¨C more or less. These are their strength, their endurance, their wisdom, their intelligence. Each attribute is given an accompanying number. With the numerous sample you examine, you realize that the average person is around 10. A body builder has about 20 in strength, or twice as strong as an average person. You hadn¡¯t seen anyone who had more than 30 to 40 range.


    Skills are what people have learned or taught. These included acting, memorization, sportsmanship, leadership, photography, dancing and so on. These are given a grade next to them, ranging from F to S class, with positive or negative signs as well. For example, a person playing beachball have a good coordination skill, rating at B or B+. You did notice a few S class rating on a few people, such as S class cooking. It simply means that they are a very good chef.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.


    Traits was the hardest category to see. To view these clearly, the people had to be stripped away from everything that obscuring them, clothing or otherwise. Traits include things such as ¡°easy to prone to anger¡±, ¡°generous person¡±, ¡°strong fighting spirit¡± etc. There was a percentage given next to each of the traits, likely meaning how effective these traits are.


    While you could see status quite easily, attributes required you to strain your eyes a bit. When their attributes appear, their clothing would begin to fade away. Most people become completely naked when you examine their skillsets. Since traits is the hardest to view, no one you could hide anything from you when you are looking at their personality and traits.


    The reason that you can strip away people¡¯s clothing with your eyes as you view deeper and deeper into what makes them as a person makes sense from a metaphorical standpoint. It was like you are peering into their very soul.


    Scary.


    It is a scary thought, and whether a soul exists, you must think a bit more on that.


    Your leisure drive eventually ended at your family villa. The villa is in a good location, sitting between the Los Angeles International Airport and the Marina. If you are bored for whatever reason, you could go boating or head off on a holiday.


    Of course, you would need money for any of that.


    The truck is already at the villa. There are people coming and going from the trucks, moving your things into the storage room at the side of the house. Once they are done, you would pay them.


    You park your car carefully in the garage. You make sure your dick calm down first before exiting the car. It would be bad to return home with a tenting pole.


    At the main entrance of your family home, you examine at the familiar white building. You step onto the stone steps slowly and give a sigh. You didn¡¯t want to return home until you have made something of yourself, but your current situation is not good.


    You eventually walk into the house. The maid and butler greet you and welcome you home. You didn¡¯t pay them any mind and skillfully turn at the end of the corridor and into the main living room. Your mother is waiting for you there.


    ¡°Hi mum, I¡¯m home,¡± you greet the middle-aged woman, whose hair and eyes are almost the same as yours. She was sitting on the couch, crossed-leg and readying a magazine. As she looks up at you, you take in her distinctive facial feature, beautiful and mature. Her maintenance is very excellence, and it looks like she was still in her early thirties, but you know better.


    Her status floating next to her, telling you that she is in perfect health and somewhat hungry. She is also somewhat anxious and tired. You ponder what her attributes is, and her clothes began to flicker.


    You immediately stop that thought as this is your mother for god-sake. There are lines that must not be crossed ¨C or are there?


    ¡°Good,¡± your mother said, gently nod her head. She put down the magazine and stood up, reaching your height. She walks pass you, letting you drink in her scent and towards the dinner. ¡°Let¡¯s eat.¡±


    You gulped and follow the MILF without a word. Your eyes stuck to her swaying ass, tightly bound by her dress. The dress began to flicker as an attribute materialize next to your mother.


    Well, at least you try. Unfortunately, the perversion is strong within you.

 Showing Your Conviction

    You have long been accustomed to your mother¡¯s straight forwards attitude. You have lived with her for most of your life after all.


    However, now that you are a young man with a lot of needs. You see her in a very much different light. She is savvy, eloquent, sexy and so damn fucking fuckable. No doubt that she has used her assets to her advantage in her business.


    You wonder how this discussion will go ¨C there goes your lust again.


    After all that ¡°look, but can¡¯t touch¡± since yesterday, your lust is growing out of control. The endless blue balls brought on by your power make you a bit on edge, and you really, really need a woman fast.


    Unfortunately, you have no girlfriend or money for that matter.


    You try to calm your junior as you struggle to get seated across your mother, who is completely naked under your all-seeing eyes. You didn¡¯t need to see her skillset to see her naked ¨C this simply mean how much she is unconsciously guarding against you, or how much you want to fuck her.


    You try to stop seeing through her body-tight dress, but the mind and body wants what it wants.


    Your mother cocks her head slightly, noticing your awkward inner struggle. She tries to make sense of it, and she knows that she was especially harsh on you in recent years. Although she misses you very much, she rarely shows it in her words or demeanor.


    She barely visits you when you were in college, but she does send gifts and presents, especially on your birthday.


    She is what you would call a cold, mature beauty. Since you couldn¡¯t help yourself as you are a growing man, you try to avert your eyes instead. Staring at the sun too long will get you burn, even if it is a very, very hot sun.


    ¡°Look at me,¡± your mother demands, not letting you a moment of peace.


    ¡°Do I have to,¡± you reply and resume your examination of her sexy body far too happily.


    You know that your mother really loves you, otherwise, she will not give up her busy work schedule, organize lunch and wait for you to come home. You love her very much in return.


    You also have enough respect for your mother despite your current perversion. Even strangers would form a deep feeling for her after all she have done, let alone you, her only blood relative.


    Not liking your disrespectful response, your mother leaned forwards from her chair, and her enormous tits strain themselves more tightly against her dress. Was this one of her negotiating tactics?


    How could you resist?


    ¡°I need to use the bathroom,¡± you immediately call out and rush away from the table. Your mother gave her head a shake as you burst into the bathroom.


    ¡°Fuck, fuck, calm down, calm down. She is your mother for god sake!¡± You lecture yourself and have a look at your junior. It is fully awoken. A release would be nice.


    Since you couldn¡¯t just ask one of the maids in to help you with this ¨C especially not with your mother just a door away. You decide to get rid of the hardon yourself.Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.


    How? There is something call masturbation.


    You didn¡¯t want to do that.


    It is below you.


    But you currently have no choice. Either be constantly distracted throughout lunch ¨C or regain some sense of yourself.


    You didn¡¯t enjoy the feeling of your hands on your junior, but beggar couldn¡¯t be chooser. You recall seeing all the beautiful naked girls from memory. As you have a very good memory, it wasn¡¯t difficult to create a slideshow of them.


    Unfortunately, one person outshined them all, and the moment she appears in your mind, you blew your load.


    It was right onto your mother¡¯s face ¨C in your mind. You were stunned at how the vivid the image you conjured up is. Hot, steamy, milky baby batter slowly but surely roll down your mother¡¯s beautiful face and pool between your tightly bound cleavage.


    How nice would it be to nest between there again?


    And so, you blow another two loads before your junior calms down.


    You let out a heavy sigh as you flush the toilet. Someone will have to a hard time cleaning the sticky mess you have made. You wash your hands afterwards.


    You return to the dining room a moment later. You skillfully slip into your seat. You make nothing of what just happen and enjoy lunch with your mother. At least, she is fully clothes now.


    Your mother didn¡¯t say anything either, but she must have known something due to the small smile at the corner of her mouth. She knows that she is a sexy woman, and she will enjoys teasing you in the future ¨C friendly teasing of course.


    The lunch was simple, but well prepared. It was vegetable salad with roasted beef. The moment you have a taste, you knew that your mother must have made it with her own two hands. She has always been a good cook, and you miss her cooking very much.


    ¡°You have officially graduated. Congratulation,¡± your mother said as she ate a few mouthfuls. There is not need for dining etiquette when eating with you.


    ¡°Will there be any change in your future plans?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± you reaffirm your stance. You know that your mother wants you to go into business with her as she has so much to teach you. ¡°I want to be a film director. I want to be the best there is.¡±


    Your mother swallows and eyes you. ¡°Do you know how hard that road is? Are you prepared, both mentally and physically?¡±


    ¡°I am prepared. I have been for a long time, mum,¡± you answer with strong conviction. Your eyes stand against her gaze. ¡°You know how much time and energy I have spent on this. I have been working very hard the last ten years towards this goal. Nothing you say will change my mind.¡±


    Your mother nods and takes another mouthful. ¡°I am asking about your plan, sweetheart.¡±


    You understand immediately. ¡°In the next few weeks, I will be here¡­ if you will have me.¡±


    You then tap your head. ¡°I have a lot of idea, one is very promising. I will write a suitable script for it and then looking for opportunities to invest and direct.¡±


    Your mother smiles, but it is a disapproving smile.


    ¡°Mum, I know that my age is a problem, but don¡¯t forget that Columbia Pictures just brought a street boy¡¯s script from John Singleton. They made him a director. How old is he? And not to mention, he¡¯s black!¡±


    It wasn¡¯t being racist. You just know the politic of this time better than anyone. You were from many years in the future after all. Sure, it was from another world, but this world is similar enough for your future knowledge to be priceless.


    ¡°He is a special case, not a universal phenomenon,¡± you mother retorts calmly. She understands the business landscape of Hollywood far better than you.


    ¡°Yet, he still is a director nonetheless,¡± you point out. ¡°I know that after graduation, I should enter TV or a filming crew, starting as an assistant director or even lower. Then I work my way up slowly with time and experience. Eventually, one day, someone will give me a script and a shot to debut. I know all that, but mum, I have so many ideas in my head and I want to achieve them as soon as possible. I can¡¯t wait forever for an opportunity when I can make one for myself right now.¡±


    ¡°Sweetheart,¡± your mother shakes her head. ¡°Even if you have a script ready, and even if you have the skills. Your chance of success is almost zero. You have no idea how competitive this industry really is.¡±


    She wants to say backstabbing as well but refrains from doing so. She didn¡¯t want to you to give up your dream completely.


    ¡°My chance of success is almost zero. It is not zero. If I don¡¯t try at all then it is truly zero! Now, if you excuse me, mother. I have work to do. Also, thanks for lunch.¡±


    Your mother is surprise at your sense of logic. ¡°My little boy has grown up.¡±


    ¡°In more than one way, mum. You will see one day,¡± you couldn¡¯t help but flirt with your MILF of a mother.


    You left the room immediately because it was so wrong ¨C so very, very wrong.

 Your First Script

    Ignoring what had happened on the first day home and the growing awkward situations between you and your mother, you unpack all your luggage and store your life-time treasures in your room.


    You then borrow a typewriter from the storage and setup a temporary studio in one of the available study rooms.


    Your mother didn¡¯t mind you, but secretly, she is happy that you are so focus on your dream. She went to work as usual, but before she did, she told the housekeepers to give you whatever you need.


    As you sit in front of the typewriter, you begin to think of what kind of movie to choose. There are so many great movies in your memory, but it has been a long time since you had lived in the other world.


    If it wasn¡¯t for an explosion on filming set in your previous life, you wouldn¡¯t be here right now.


    However, since your brain isn¡¯t a computer, many of the things you remembered have already become blurred, even those Hollywood movies that took a lot of time and energy to study. Even if you could remember the main plot clearly, the details are almost forgotten.


    This is especially true for movies that you have only seen only once or twice.


    Your experience is also severely lacking. While you have studied for more than 20 years in filmmaking combined from both lifetimes, you haven¡¯t really directed any film projects yourself. Therefore, you are a complete novice at being a Director.


    And according your mother, the chances of getting an opportunity in Hollywood is very small, almost non-existence to those without connection. Luckily, you have a connection ¨C via your mother and her advertisement company.


    That aside, you must think very carefully what film you should be aiming for, considering your skills in photography and editing process. The film¡¯s genre should also be popular in Hollywood during 1991 to 1992.


    That mean romantic comedy or action movies!


    Romantic comedy can be discarded immediately because you never good at romance. It explains why you haven¡¯t had a girlfriend in like forever.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Sure, you have plenty of sex during high school and college, but sex and romance are a very different thing.


    That would leave you with action movies!


    Your mind immediately tries to recall names and general plots of several movies. You began trotting down whatever comes to your mind, such as perspective of the plot, lens usage, actors acting, lighting set, post-editing, dubbing sound tracts, props etc.¡­


    The housekeepers come and go from your room, bringing you foods and coffees. You ignore them as you completely focus on your task.


    After a few taxing hours and a lot of coffees, you have plenty of films from your list to choose from as your first script. However, there is a nagging problem in the back of your mind.


    What if the film you choose to write a script for have already exists? The screenplays might already exist somewhere.


    Before setting yourself up to be sued in the future for plagiarisms, you pick up your phone and make a few appointment calls.


    You then left your house in a hurry and drive straight to a branch of the Writers Association in Los Angeles. It is there that you can ensure your future is smoother and more trouble-free.


    After paying a fee, you can check the current scriptwriter¡¯s records. With the list in your hands, you check it against their records. Fortunately, the task isn¡¯t long as the Association¡¯s database have been upgraded with a computer archive.


    After the whole afternoon, you finally narrow down your list to a few possibilities. Most of the film on there had been crossed out. They already exist in the archive ¨C hence you cannot use it to reach your stardom.


    Of course, it is possible that the script has been written already, but it is just not filed in the archive yet. However, you will cross that road when the time comes.


    And if you must go to court to fight copyright in the future, you sure you will be rich and powerful by then.


    Good old America! Justice is blind to everyone except the rich and powerful.


    You check your list once more time and then choose the most suitable movie for your debut. There is no difficult in doing this. You decide on you way back home, because the least investments with huge payouts is the most suitable for you.


    You didn¡¯t bother to use your all-seeing eyes to strip people on the street, as your mind is fully focus on your goal.


    Back home, you immediately lock yourself back into your temporary studio and began working on the screenplay.


    You have to use all your brain power to recall the film from your memory. It takes a lot of effort, and anything you recall, you immediate write it down on paper.


    You have dinner alone, stick to your typewriter, typing away. Your mother didn¡¯t say anything about it as she has an appointment she must attend. Being head of a company is difficult.


    Once you remember as much as you can, you began typing on the typewriter. A simple word fills the blank white piece of paper.


    Speed.


    You were thinking of making John Wick a house-hold name, by which you mean Keanu Reeves.


    John Wick: Chapter 4 was just too awesome to not exists in this new parallel world.

 The System Rewards

    You are a fan of Keanu Reeves. More specifically, you are a fan of the movies that he stars in and the characters that he plays as.


    The Matrix ¨C the first movie of the Matrix trilogy ¨C was and is one of your favorite movies of all times.


    The Matrix was groundbreaking when it was first released in your previous world. Hopefully, it will be released in this one, by your own hands.


    You couldn¡¯t wait for that day as well as the chance to correct some mistakes the Wachowski brothers ¨C or sisters have made. Well, they are still the Wachowski brothers right now.


    However, your debut film is more important right now.


    It is more important than all the perverted thoughts flying about in your head.


    ¡°Are you still working?¡± a familiar voice calls out.


    ¡°Yes, mum. I¡¯m still working,¡± you answer and turn about to face your lovely mother.


    Your mother has just return from her appointment with some important people. She is wearing a very revealing dress that shows both of her shoulder and ample breasts. It obviously to you that she is using her female charm to score some contracts.


    ¡°Don¡¯t work too late. A good night sleep is important.¡±


    Your mother is worry about you. She wants you to succeed, but at the same time, she also wants to fail ¨C so that you will listen to her and do what she asks.


    ¡°I know. Good night, mum,¡± you reply.


    You return your undivided attention to your typewriter before your eyes inevitably strip your mother of all her clothes. Your junior is well-behaved. It was only semi-erected.


    Once the door close, you let out a sigh and concentrate at your task.


    From your memory, the movie Speed is a sleeper hit that makes 350 million on an estimated budget of 30 million. That is more than 10 times profits over its theoretical run. That is an insane amount in your opinion, and it is especially true in this parallel world, where Hollywood isn¡¯t as prosperous as your original world.


    Interesting enough, the movies and their general storyline in this world is the same as your old world, but their box office is lacking. This is because the dialogue isn¡¯t as the same as you remember it, and the camera work could be more innovating.


    For example, Star Wars only made 450 million on a 11 million budget. That was an insane amount of money, but you remember that it makes over 700 million in your original world, which is even more crazy.


    Star Wars still beats Jaws and ET at the box offices in this world, however.


    That just mean Jaws and ET didn¡¯t take in as much winnings as it could have. You have watched both movies and compare them with what you remembered from your previous life, and you found your previous world¡¯s version is much more entertaining.


    What did this all mean?Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    Well, when you analyzed Star Wars during your recent college days, you realize the cinematography was subpar and the dialogue was questionable. Sometimes the actors and actresses weren¡¯t as good as they supposed to be.


    But since the main storyline of Star War is remained relatively intact, it was still popular and becomes a pop-culture. It wasn¡¯t as popular as it could be, however.


    Its sequels (The Empire Strikes Back) did poorly in your opinion. It garnered only 280 million in the box office ¨C still very profitable considering the 18 million budgets. However, it did not create an enormous hype when it was first released.


    This is because it is missing an epic moment: ¡°I am your father.¡±


    Instead, the main plot point of this world¡¯s version Star Wars was revealed in a different way. While it was still a good reveal, it could never compare to when Vader stated it in your world¡¯s version. Epic moments like that give people hypes, and with hypes, movies bring in more movie¡¯s goers ¨C profits.


    As for Speed. It is one of the most classic action movies of the 1990s. Your only problem is that the investment in the film is out of your reach, even if it is one of the lowest budgeted movies on your list.


    Finding 30 million dollars investment is almost impossible unless you are George Lucas, but you believe that this movie can be make for ten million dollar or less.


    However, you need a complete screenplay before you could calculate exactly how much funding you will need.


    Putting your financial troubles aside, you began typing on the typewriter. You need to concentrate on your screenplay before everything else. If you have a good screenplay in your hand, you can use it ways to fund your movie.


    Only through hard work and dedication, extraordinary achievements can be reached!


    In the following week, you put aside all financial burden and concerns about the future and use all your energy and time into creation of your first screenplay.


    You use one of the standard commercial screenplays as a template while you compiled a very detailed character¡¯s outline and dialogues. For one, it easier to fill in the template. For two, it far easier for a standardized screenplay to be accepted by investors.


    You did forget a lot of finer details in the dialogues between the characters, but you always found a suitable alternative to fill in the missing lines. Sometimes, you find your own dialogues sounded much better in the moment.


    Maybe this is your chance to right whatever wrong you found in your previous world movie? This way, the screenplay would be your creation, instead of a pure copy.


    Days and months gradually pass by as you concentrated on your script. The weather changes, cold to hot, and blooding sucking mosquitoes fill the air.


    You ignore them and continue to work, only stopping when you are stump or exhausted.


    First act, scene one.


    In the near darkness of the basement, a security guard makes his way into the inner cellar. His flashlight finds a man in work clothes bend over a panel, his back to the light.


    ¡°Hey! This is a restricted area!¡± ¨C the guard.


    The man doesn¡¯t look around. We could just almost see his face as he talks.


    ¡°Yeah. I, uh, got called in¡­. some of this wiring got screwed up.¡± ¨C the man.


    ¡°Nobody called it down to me. I¡¯m going to have to see a work order.¡± ¨C guard.


    ¡°Yeah¡­ just one second¡­¡± ¨C the man.


    The man passes a piece of paper to the guard.


    The guard distracted by the paper. The man reaches into his toolbox.


    He rises, turning, and a knife is shoved through the guard¡¯s ear.


    The knife is pulled back with calm efficiency.


    The guard turns, wide-eyes, hand to his ears. Mouth opens in silent protest. Out of his hand drops the work order. He slumps over. He dies.


    Scene after scene you write, and eventually the screenplay complete. Only then you let out an air of relieve. You didn¡¯t remember every scene of the movie, but you did well to fill in the blanks with your ingenuity.


    Now that the screenplay is complete, you could estimate the exact funding you required base on the amount of scene and shootings needed to be done.


    Before you revise your screenplay. A voice speaks into your mind.


    [Congratulation in creating your first Screenplay!]


    [You are one step towards the best fucking directory.]


    You smile. At least the System acknowledges you. Its next announcement surprises you.


    [A random reward has been awarded to you. The item is placed into your Inventory.]


    ¡°Wait, wait, I have a fucking inventory!?¡±

 Your First Ability

    [Invalid query. Try again.]


    The System answers your question with its most favorite phrase.


    You swore that the System must have its tutorial mode turn off. Otherwise, why couldn¡¯t you get a straight answer out of the damn thing?


    ¡°Inventory,¡± you call out.


    [Invalid Query. Please Try Again.]


    ¡°Of course,¡± you curse. It was never that easy. You take a moment to calm yourself and rephrase your query.


    ¡°Can you please show me my Inventory?¡±


    You have half expected a game window to appear in front of your eyes, but you were wrong.


    A grid of 3x3 appears in your mind instead, follows by a migraine ¨C which follows by cursing, by you.


    ¡°Fuck! Goddamn it!¡±


    You try your best to ignore the pain and have a quick look at the grid ¨C your inventory. The longer the Inventory remains in your head, the painful the migraine becomes.


    You notice that there was a single item in the grid, sitting on top left corner. It was a golden treasure chest. Inside must be the reward for creating your first script. Now, only if you know how to get it out of your head.


    The System really makes it hard for you, but after trying all sorts of phrases, moves and gestures, you finally got the damn chest out of your head. You had to stop every now and then as the pain became too difficult to bear.


    The golden chest vanishes from your inventory and materializes in your hand. You feel its weight and the cool metal upon your fingers despite the hot weather. It is obviously gold ¨C real gold!


    Grinning like a madman, you place the chest made of solid gold on top of the desk in front of you. It is now sitting next to the typewriter and a pile of paper that is your screenplay.


    ¡°I wonder what I got,¡± you ask yourself and slowly examine the chest. If it is a shitty item, at least you could sell the chest to get some money.


    Once you finish ogling the chest like a sexy lover, you open it, and within its confines, there is an apple ¨C an ordinary looking apple from the look of it. There was nothing special about it. Maybe it is shinier than most apples you found in the supermarket.Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    Your raise a brow and pick up the apple. The moment you did, the golden chest fades away.


    ¡°No! My precious! My precious!¡±


    You frantically try looking into your mind, at your Inventory but the chest is nowhere to found. It just disappears, vanishing away like it was never there.


    You grip the apple tightly in your hand and nearly cry a river. All that work, and you got an apple. Of course, you know it likely isn¡¯t an ordinary apple. It probably gives you something if you eat it.


    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s a devil fruit?¡±


    Your eyes immediately sparkled. Devil fruits are fruits that grant a person supernatural power from the world of One Piece, an anime.


    However, it didn¡¯t look like a devil fruit. It just looks like an ordinary apple.


    You are sure that it is not a devil fruit after the first bite. The taste isn¡¯t horrible or disgusting. In fact, it just like a very ordinary apple. You swallow the first bite and ponder if anything had changed. Other than a cool sensation sliding down your throat thanked to the nicely chilled apple, you didn¡¯t see or feel anything different.


    You examine yourself in the mirror, checking every inches of your body. Nothing really changed. You shrug and took another bite ¨C and another and another. You keep on taking bite until there is only the core of the apple left.


    ¡°Now what? Don¡¯t tell me I have to eat the core too?¡±


    You didn¡¯t believe it is just an ordinary apple. Maybe it already gives you something, just without any notification ¨C or maybe not. Nevertheless, it didn¡¯t hurt if you just swallow the core as well.


    You swallow the core without another thought.


    [Congratulation. You have gained an Ability: Skill Boost!]


    You have never been more excited. You have gained an ability! You immediately ask the system to tell you more about the Skill Boost ability.


    [This ability can temporary boost any skill, forcing it to rise in ranks immediately. The strength of the boost and the duration is completely depended on the User¡¯s sacrifice. The User cannot use the ability on yourself.]


    It was a simple explanation. The sacrifice part sends chill down your spine.


    ¡°What sacrifice?¡±


    [Invalid Query. Please Try Again.]


    ¡°@*&$(&#%*(&,¡± you curse in multiple languages. Figuring how to get information out of the System will always going to be a challenge. It requires correct phrasing or close to correct phrasing.


    Eventually, you did learn a few crucial things about your new ability. You can technically boost any skill a person has, to any ranks you desire. However, the higher the ranks you boost to from their base, the more you must sacrifice. This is the same as duration. Longer the effect of the boost, the more you must sacrifice.


    What did you need to sacrifice?


    Apparently your lifeforce. If you use this ability, you are effectively giving up years of your life to just improve someone¡¯s else. How is that good!?


    It isn¡¯t a bad ability per se, since there are many ways to use it to your advantage, but you would prefer something better ¨C like flying power for example. On another note, you are curious about how long you are going to live.


    ¡°How long do I have left to live?¡±


    [1964182331 seconds.]


    ¡°What is that in years?¡±


    [Invalid Query. Please Try Again.]


    ¡°#(*&$#*(&@^%!!!!!¡±

 Boosting an Ability

    A calculator is more helpful than the System. You found one tucked away in the drawer.


    So, dividing by 24 hours and 60 minutes and 60 seconds in a day, and 365 days in a year, not bother counting leap years. You have about 62.28 years or 62 years and around 4 months left in your lifespan.


    That is a long time. You get to live until you are over 80 years old if nothing bad happens. But you are sure that regardless how many years you have left in your life, if you get hit by a speeding car, it will be over for you instantly.


    Still, knowing that you get to live that long is always a boost to your morale.


    Speaking of boosting, you now have the power to boost a skill. You should test out your new power when an opportunity arises. It will allow you to learn the pros and cons of your new ability.


    You refocus your attention to the screenplay sitting on the desk. You pick it up and give it a pat. It took you a good amount of time to get it done, but your hard work has paid off.


    The movie itself is not complicated. It only needs to highlight the emotional drama between the main protagonist and the heroine. They both need to experience hardships and overcomes it together.


    You recall how good Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock were together in the movie. You also recall that Keanu also has a crush on Sandra during the filming stage of the movie. She also has a crush on him in return.


    Maybe you could do something about that. You know their relationship will not last just like every famous relationship, but at least, it will be fun to see them both squirm ¨C in a good way.


    Putting that thought aside, you focus your attention back to the movie Speed.


    While the movie will be released a few years earlier than it supposes to, it should still receive the same critical acclaims and box offices success like it did in your previous world.


    You made sure that the movie¡¯s plot remained the same, but you did finetune the dialogue and added extra scenes between Keanu and Sandra. Those scenes have very little to do with the main plotline, but you couldn¡¯t help but have your guilty pleasures.


    Since the screenplay is now complete, you can have a good estimation of the budgets required. You use the calculator to do some calculations. You write these figures onto a new sheet of paper.


    Most of the props could be rented since there is no need to build them from scratch. All the expensive shots could be done using a scaled down model. Salary for the actors, actresses and extra is a bit of a wild card, so you are unsure. However, if you cut back more on the length of the shots, you should be able to film the movie at 15 million.


    That is far from 30 million, but still is a horrible budget figure.


    15 million is an awful amount of money, and you will need to secure your funding somehow. You know that no film company will gamble such a large amount of money on a newcomer such as yourself, but you must try.


    Even though you are not a professional Director yet, you know that in the next few days and weeks, you would be waiting in many studios¡¯ lobby, trying to get funding.


    You decide to bring the screenplay to your mother. She should be the first person to read it.


    You haven¡¯t been seeing much of your mother in these past weeks, so it is a good time to have a nice mother and son¡¯s talk.


    You found your mother in one of the rooms, going over the company¡¯s finances. She is as attractive as ever, and thanked to the heatwave, she is wearing light clothing that loosely bound to her figure. Her clothes begin to flicker under your gaze.


    You close your eyes for a moment and suppress your lustful nature. You rein in you lust quickly and extends your screenplay to your mother.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    ¡°Mum, can you have a read of this and tell me what you think,¡± you requested of her. She immediately put down everything and took the screenplay into her hands.


    Her reading speed is extremely fast, and after fishing reading the script, she expresses her opinion on the estimated budget. ¡°A good film production company will have multiple channels to finance their operation, mostly investors¡¯ money, but¡­¡±


    She pauses, seemingly thinking deep upon it. In the end, she let out a worried sigh. ¡°A sensible person would not make such a gamble. I would not.¡±


    ¡°Would not is not the same as will not,¡± you point out. ¡°But seriously mum, do you think a production company will use this script?¡±


    Your mother looks at you for what seems to be a very long time. She was thinking hard about how to break to you, no doubt. ¡°I will tell you the truth, please don¡¯t take it the wrong way. I have seen many movies and many advertisement scripts, and all of them is much better than your script.¡±


    You thought you have prepared ¨C prepared for any form of rejection. However, rejection coming from your mother really strikes at your confidence. You thought the script is really good, but your mother has stated otherwise.


    Why? Perhaps she is the wrong person to give you any form of feedbacks?


    You narrow your eyes, stripping her clothes away.


    A new window appears around her, revealing her skillsets completely. This is the first time you actively try to see them, and you quickly notice that your mother is a realist. She sees everything for exactly what it is.


    While that kind of thinking is very good in business, requiring her making accurate financial decision with all the statistics and data available. In screenplay, it is a crutch since she never imagines the scene and how it plays out in her mind as she read your screenplay.


    Basically, there is no feel to it, and your screenplay requires the audience to feel the hardship and the experiences between the two main protagonists.


    This is the real problem with the screenplay and dialogues of this world. They treat the audience like babies and spell out everything for them. Audiences figuring something out for themselves will give them a sense of accomplishment, thus making a movie far more memorable.


    Perhaps you can change this way of thinking with your filmmaking?


    ¡°Mum,¡± you begin and touch her hands. ¡°I want to show you something.¡±


    Green ethereal mists seep out of your body, swirling downwards your arm and using your hands as a bridge to enter your mother. Her expression remains unchanged, calmed and somewhat worrying. It is as if she couldn¡¯t see the supernatural effect.


    Within moments, her immersion skill jumps from D grade to D+ to C-. It went all the way to S-Rank without skipping a beat.


    With each rank you have boosted, your breathing became more ragged. You know that your lifeforce is being drains from your being as you could feel it, but you didn¡¯t relent at all.


    You seek your mother¡¯s approval. She must see things your way ¨C even if it is for an hour.


    Soon enough, her expression changes. Her beautiful lips part slowly and let out a lustful moan. Your essence washes over her body, bringing her into unexplainable ecstasy.


    It only a few seconds ¨C but she couldn¡¯t handle it anymore.


    ¡°Oh my god!¡±


    Your mother jerks her hand away, alarmingly. Both her hands then press themselves onto her chest. She pants and heaves and nearly falls onto her chair but manages to sit down gracefully.


    ¡°What just happened?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know,¡± you lie as your check your mother¡¯s rosy cheeks. She is aroused, really arouse. It must be a side effect of your boosting ability.


    ¡°Can you read it again, mum? Maybe this time you will see things differently.¡±


    ¡°Give me a moment, sweetheart. I think¡­ I¡¯m coming down with something.¡±


    Your mother was sweating profusely. Several beads of sweat ran down her face and neck, streaming along her breasts. Noticing your staring, she swallows hard and examines the screenplay once more.


    This time, she read the script slowly, immersing herself into the storyline. Once she is done, she looks at you with surprises and admirations.


    ¡°This is good. I don¡¯t know why, but it is so good.¡±


    Your mother said, standing up excitedly. She gave her approval without holding back.


    ¡°Thanks, mum, you¡¯re the best!¡± You call out and rush to give her a hug. ¡°That means a lot to me.¡±


    You mother smiles and pats your back. She feels something poking in the legs, and quickly break free of the embrace. ¡°Sweetheart¡­ can¡­ can you leave. I have a lot of work to do.¡±


    ¡°Right, sorry, mum.¡± You apologize and left the room immediately.


    You head back to your make-shift office and grabs your car keys. It is time to find to find some investors and secure some funding. You got to your car before you realize you forgotten something important.


    ¡°Shit. I forgot my script,¡± you scold yourself and head back to the room where your mother is.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t mean to bother you again. I left the screenplay in here, mum. It¡¯s my only copy,¡± you call out when you head into the room. The screenplay is on the table where your mother had left it.


    However ¨C your car keys fell onto the floor clattering.


    Your eyes capture your mother. She is leaning back on her chair. Both of her legs are on the table, spreading apart. Her summer dress is bundled up over her thighs. Her red-lacing pantie is pushed aside while her cunt is being penetrated. Her fingers wrap tightly around a dildo handle tightly. Her eyes are completely close with moans coming out of her throat.


    ¡°Oh fuck, fuck fuck!!!!¡±


    ¡°fuck!¡±

 Understanding Your Ability

    You are now in your car, speeding down a highway. The screenplay sits in the passenger¡¯s seat. What happened just a handful of minutes ago is all part of your imagination.


    You surely didn¡¯t see your mother playing with herself like a wanton slut.


    No, because that would be wrong ¨C very wrong.


    Hell, she didn¡¯t even lock the door. You and your mother aren¡¯t the only person in the household!


    At least now she will lock the door. The horrifying looks on her face when you grab the screenplay and run out the room will burn itself into her mind.


    You eventually slow down and drive like a sane person. You didn¡¯t want to get pull over while packing a raging boner. Unfortunately, the world decide you have a free pass for far too long.


    Siren blazes behind you. You let out a sigh and turn towards the sideroad. Once you stop your car, you wait for the cop to exit his. He approaches your vehicle slowly. One hand is on his firearm, readying to use.


    You become a bit alarmed, but you realize that you¡¯re not black. The chance of getting shot and killed over a speeding ticket in this day and age for a black person is high.


    Once the cop has a good look at you, he becomes relax. He probably isn¡¯t a racist and is just being very careful. He is alone after all.


    ¡°Sir, do you know how fast you were traveling?¡±


    ¡°I have no idea, officer,¡± you reply.


    The cop tells you exactly how fast you were speeding and asks you to step out of the vehicle ¨C slowly.


    You did as the police officer have asked. A look of bewilderment appears over his face when he notices the stiff tent in your pant.


    ¡°Sir, are you on drug?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m just really, really horny, and I need to get somewhere fast,¡± you answer nonchalantly and left it at that.


    The cop gives you a strange look. He is thinking that you are looking for a prostitute. ¡°It is my duty to inform you that is unlawful.¡±


    You raise an eyebrow at the warning and make nothing of it. After a few tests to see if you are drunk or on drug or both, you net yourself a fine and then, you are on your way.


    Once the cop is gone, you have some time to think to yourself. Your ability can arouse a person! Even your calm and collected mother becomes a slut, who couldn¡¯t help herself.


    Holy shit, must all your abilities have a perverted side?


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    ¡°You¡¯re no help,¡± you call out and slams your hands on the steering wheels. You needed to calm down and fast. You need a distraction.


    You pick up the screenplay and have another read. The screenplay is very, very good, and you could only imagine how the audiences and critics will react.If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Once your mind is clear of all distractions, you think about how to get the funding for your movies. 15 million is a lot of money to you, but not to a lot of people in Hollywood.


    As a native of Los Angeles, your family has some connection with Hollywood which you could use to your advantage. Your mother ¨C


    You took a moment to clear those images out of your mind.


    Your MILF of a mother is very familiar with movie studios and film productions. She has worked with them on numerous occasions. You could use her to get a head ¨C to get ahead of others in the game.


    What are you thinking!?


    Anyway, when a scriptwriter writes a screenplay that he believes is good, he has two choices to bring his script to the big screen.


    One, like any aspiring and independent director, you can go to an influential producer or a brokerage company, such as the CAA. There, you can sell your ideas. If the idea is good enough, the investor will recommend the project to a production company. Once it passes a more rigorous reviews and makes necessary adjustments for investments, the film production will be on its way.


    Or ¨C


    You could go directly to the relevant departments of a film production company and deliver the script, and through the screening and evaluation of the film company, your screenplay will be accepted or rejected. This is the most simple and direct way.


    Although you knew several producers, they did not know you in person. They might have heard about you from your mother, but that didn¡¯t amount to anything. There is one person you could count on ¨C George Lucas. He is a friend of your mother, but then again, he isn¡¯t your friend.


    Weighting the pros and cons, you decide to try the second option first ¨C right after lunch.


    There is a restaurant nearby, so you head there. A cute waitress comes and takes your order after you found a sit and have a look at the menu.


    ¡°I will just have whatever on special today,¡± you give the order after finding nothing stand out on the menu.


    ¡°Okay¡­ ¡± she replies unsurely and attends the adjacent table. You watch her go before narrowing your eyes, having a good look at her attributes and skillsets. The cute uniform she has on slowly faded away. Her shapely figure fills your vision.


    You have gotten so use to the vision that you could turn it on and off at will.


    As for your new ability to boost anyone¡¯s skill, you have practice it exactly one time. You believe that you should practice it more ¨C but you didn¡¯t want to turn everyone into a horny mess.


    ¡°Say, System. How long do I have left to live?¡±


    [1964163910 seconds]


    Since you didn¡¯t have a calculator, you use a napkin and pen to calculate. It took a while as your math skills isn¡¯t good.


    ¡°What¡¯s that? 62 years?¡± the girl ask when she brought your food. Where she is standing, her private part is right in your face.


    ¡°That¡¯s how long I will live,¡± you respond. ¡°62 years and 3 months.¡±


    You realize that you spend about 4 hours of your life to boost your mother¡¯s immersion skill from D to S+ rank. It is about 15 minutes durations ¨C just enough time for her to read your screenplay.


    She laughs. ¡°Are you some sort of fortune teller?¡±


    ¡°You could say that. Want me to tell you your fortune?¡± You ask.


    She humors you and shows you her palm. You take hold of her palm and let your lifeforce seeps into her body. You improve her Communication Skill as you found she lacks in that area. You only increase it to B-Rank from her original D-Rank. You have it temporary boosted for 10 minutes.


    There a faint gasp coming out of her lips.


    You panic a little and slowed the transfer, and the expression on her face returns to normal. From that alone, you realize the rate of transfer affects the person¡¯ mental state.


    ¡°I think you will feel you are a lot more confidence with your job now,¡± you tell her before digging into your special lunch ¨C an omelet with bacons.


    She shrugs and continues her work. Within 5 minutes, you could see great improvement in her skills at taking orders and relaying orders. She becomes so adept that even her boss found it bizarre.


    However, the effect disappears after 10 minutes. She becomes clumsy immediately afterwards.


    ¡°What did you do?¡± she asks you when you pay for the food.


    You realize this could be a problem, as your powers will undoubtedly brings unwanted attention to yourself. ¡°I just give a pretty lady a bit of confidence.¡±


    She giggles. She is incredibly cute when she does.


    ¡°If you want another dose of confidence, come with me.¡±

 Enjoying Your Prey

    The waitress becomes defensive. ¡°You aren¡¯t going to do anything funny, are you?¡±


    You chuckle. A lot of people must have flirted with her and have unsavory thoughts. Who could blame them? She is quite a looker.


    ¡°Not if you don¡¯t want to,¡± you assure.


    Seeing how she is still hesitant, you decide this isn¡¯t worth your trouble. You just want to have a good grasp of your power, and she isn¡¯t the only person you could test your power on.


    ¡°Anyway, I have places I need to be, so see you around. Thanks for the meal.¡±


    You didn¡¯t pay the girl any more thought after that. You left the restaurant and returns to your car.


    The waitress returns to her job. She takes a few more orders, finding it becomes harder to understand some people¡¯s accent. Just a moment before, she could hear their order clearly or know exactly what they wanted without them speaking up.


    ¡°Can you please repeat that?¡±


    ¡°Da is wong wid you, girl? I aid it ike fiv ties. I arnt sying it again.¡±


    The customer is very annoyed. She quickly apologizes and writes down the order as best as she could and brings them over the chefs.


    ¡°Is isn¡¯t what I ave order!¡± one of the customers complained when their meal brought to them a few minutes later. As soon as another customer complain, the owner calls her.


    ¡°Anna, you should take a break.¡±


    While that was happening in the restaurant, you are in your car. You make sure that the screenplay is safe and secure. It is your current lifeline to stardom. You have several places you can go to try your luck at getting some movie funding, and you write those places down on a piece of paper.


    Before you could drive away, the waitress knocks on your side windows.


    ¡°I have a break right now, so can do for me what you did before?¡±


    It hasn¡¯t been more than 15 minutes since you left the restaurant. Seems like you underestimate how empowering it feels to be able to do one¡¯s job effortlessly.This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source.


    Communication skill is very important, and the girl is obviously lacking in that department. Should you help her or not, even if it was temporary?


    But then again, you are effectively wasting your life to help a stranger.


    You have checked how much of your life you had used when you boosted her Communication Skill. It was much less than what you did to your mum because hers was S+ Rank while the girl is B-Rank.


    It didn¡¯t take a genius to know that lower the rank will cost less sacrifice. This is the same with shorter the duration. In any case, it is still going to cost you to become adept at your power.


    You weigh your decision for a moment.


    ¡°Sure, come in,¡± you tell her and unlock the car door. She enters your car.


    ¡°Let me see your hand again,¡± you request. She allows you to do so.


    You channel your power once more and allows your lifeforce to enter the woman. It is slow at first but becomes quicker. You take note of her facial expression and gasping as you speed up the transference.


    You wonder what happened if you flood her system instantly. You held back the desire to experience until the last moment. Your life energy floods her body like a tidal wave, boosting her skill. She gasps and grips your hand tightly as her body uncontrollably shakes.


    She is having an orgasm! Not just once or twice.


    It is an incredible discovery. You quickly take back your hands and watch the girl panting heavily. Her face is flushed with red. Her cunt is damped. Her nipples are fully erected. You didn¡¯t need to use your power to see through her clothing to know that.


    She looks at you hazily. Her hands stroke your arms gently.


    ¡°I feel so hot.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, me too.¡± You agree.


    One thing after another, your car is now parked somewhere secluded. Your hands grip the around her slender waist tightly as you pound her tight cunt from behind. Her nimble butt ripples under your hard fucking.


    ¡°Fuck, fuck me!¡± she calls out as she grips the wire fence tightly. ¡°Harder!¡±


    You aim to please as you plow her pussy with even more reckless abandonment. It has been a long time since you fucked anyone.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to cum! OMG!¡±


    Her pussy gushes juices, coating your dick and your balls swung back and forth.


    ¡°What a fucking slut!¡± You gave her ass a few hard slaps, leaving your marks. Your dick continues to pistons in and out of her. She moans and groans under your relentless assaults, wrecking with endless orgasms.


    Minutes later, you found yourself reaching the climax. You quickly pull your dick out and drops the girl onto the ground.


    She pants breathlessly as she looks up at you. Her bountiful chest heaves up and down while her mind trying to process what is happening. She just has sex with a customer, and it feels so awesome.


    She yelps when your dick explodes all over her face. Strands and strands of hot, steamy cum plasters onto her feature. Some overshoots and hit her hair.


    You continue to jerk and let out all your bottle up cum.


    Once you done, you step back and have a good look at your work. She is drenched in your cum, and it will be very difficult to explain when she returns to work. She will have to take the rest of the day off.


    As for you, you have places you need to be.


    You let out a sigh and place a hand on her head and press your dick against her lips. You need to clean yourself before meeting all those higher ups.

 Finding an Investor

    Anna cleans your cock with her tongue and mouth, sucking up your cum. Just beyond the wire fence in front of you is a soccer field, and kids are beginning to show up with their parents. They are having a game.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t I take you home? Where do you live?¡±


    You did just that and enjoy her hot mouth one more time on the road.


    It is quite amazing getting a blowjob while driving, and you didn¡¯t mind the pleasurable experience as she is very good at what she does.


    Luckily, Anna didn¡¯t live too far from her workplace. You didn¡¯t need to get on the highway to get to her place. Otherwise, people on the road would have noticed her head bobbing up and down between your legs, chocking on your cock as you drive.


    ¡°Do you want to come in for coffee?¡±


    She asks you when your car reaches her home.


    You stare at her for a moment. Her face is still flush with red, and you wonder when her arousal would subside. It looks like it won¡¯t be anytime soon.


    ¡°Sure. I will have some coffee.¡±


    You obviously didn¡¯t have coffee.


    Instead, you fuck her from the doorway onto her couch. She screams for the whole neighborhood as you drill her pussy. You then pound her slutty cunt right on her bed. Her cunt is still tight as usual and just as wet as before.


    When you about to climax, you pull out.


    With a loud yell, you spray your seeds all over her chest and breasts. A lot of it overshoots and splashes against her face and hair.


    Once your balls are drained, you look down at your prize. She is heaving heavily. Her long slender legs are spread widely. Her well-used cunt is in a deep shade of red. Handprints are all over her breasts.


    You were quite brutal, and she loves it.


    You crawl forwards and allow her to clean your dick with her mouth. She sucks the remaining cum off the cockhead before taking the whole thing into her throat.This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    While she deepthroats you , you have a look around the room. There are pictures hanging on the wall, and you couldn¡¯t help but smirk.


    ¡°Thanks for the coffee, Anna. Don¡¯t go and tell your boyfriend that I drop by.¡±


    Once you have said that, you pull your cock from her mouth and slap her cum-coated face a couple of times with it.


    It seems that you just cuckold her boyfriend and staying any longer would just invite trouble.


    You quickly dress yourself and left the house.


    Anna remains completedly out of it on the bed. She would be there for sometimes.


    Back into your car, you drive to a printing workshop. You needed to make several copies of your script to show to your would-be investors.


    Once you have enough copies, you drive directly to the business districts in Los Angeles.


    Many film, television and music production company are establish there, but your aim is 20th Century Fox. It is one of the biggest Hollywood movie producer.


    You park the car in the parking lot of the Fox Building, and then you stash the original screenplay into your Inventory for safe keeping. It simply vanishes from your hand.


    You haven¡¯t fully experiment what your Inventory could do yet. This is because you were too occupied with your screenplay. However, you know that your Inventory could store up to 9 items. Items cannot be stacked onto each other, and the item must not exceed certain size. It didn¡¯t matter how heavy the item was.


    You took one of the copies with you when you headed into the main entrance of the Fox Building. The wide hall within is impressive, and you take a moment to immerse yourself.


    After that, you walk to the front desk. There is a young woman, busying scheduling appointments.


    ¡°What can I do for you, sir?¡±


    The receptionist at the 20th Century Fox shows good professionalism. Her warm smile is greeted with one of your own. You immediately take a couple of seconds to see her status and attributes. You didn¡¯t strip her of her clothes as your lust is currently sated by someone else.


    You learn her name from the nameplate.


    ¡°Miss Jessica. Can I see the head of the editorial department, Mr. Burton?¡±


    ¡°Do you have an appointment?¡±


    ¡°No, but this is something very important.¡±


    Jessica pauses for a moment. ¡°May I know what it is?¡±


    ¡°Yes, you may.¡± You place a copy of your screenplay onto her desk. ¡°I¡¯m an independent screenwriter and a director. This is the script I want Mr. Burton to look at. It is very important that he sees it for himself.¡±


    Jessica has a suprise expression. She has seen so many people who claims to be a director, but never someone as young as you.


    ¡°What?¡±


    You have a good idea of what she is going to say. People underestimates you because of your age and qualification. It is as expected, at least until you prove yourself.


    ¡°I don¡¯t mean to be disrespectful,¡± she apologises nicely. ¡°It¡¯s just that you look far too young to be a director.¡±


    ¡°Everyone tells me that, but I am really a director. Can you please give Mr. Burton a call?¡±


    ¡°Please take a seat.¡± Jessica tells you. She picks up the phone and appears to be dialing. She watches you as you take a seat and waited. Once you did, she places down the phone and continues her work and pays you no more mind.

 One Step at a Time

    As you sit in the lobby, you watch the people come and go. A few of them talk to the receptionist, and she gives each one a professional greeting before directing them to where they needed to go.


    ¡°Is Mr. Burton in today?¡±


    You pay attention to the two newcomers. One of them is about your age ¨C perhaps a bit younger. The other person is an older man in his mid-thirty. He has a suit on, looking savvy and professional. He also has a briefcase with him.


    He is an agent ¨C a well-known agent.


    ¡°Yes, sir.¡±


    The receptionist replies professionally.


    ¡°Do you have an appointment.¡±


    ¡°No, but here¡¯s a letter of recommendation from the CAA.¡±


    The older man hands her the recommendation letter. She takes it in her hand and gives it a quick read to see if it is authentic. She then picks up the phone, dials and speaks into it briefly.


    ¡°Mr. Burton will see you now. Please take the elevator to your left.¡±


    The older man nods and directs his companion to the elevator. They left the front desk as quickly as they had come.


    You watch the scene playout and wish you had a recommendation letter or an agent that could help you with your endeavor. However, it is unlikely you could get any of them anytime soon. Your previous agent has said that your acting is no good, and you haven¡¯t directed any blockbuster movies and make a name for yourself yet.


    The only thing you could do now is wait. Luckily, you have a way to entertain yourself. After two hours of chilling and checking out girls with your all-seeing eyes, you approach the front-desk again.


    ¡°Is Mr. Burton not in? It has been 2 hours already.¡±The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    The receptionist looks at you for a moment, trying to remember who you are.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, sir,¡± Jessica replies calmly and professionally. ¡°Mr. Burton currently is busy. He said that he does not have time for an unscheduled appointment. He said that you can directly leave your script to the editorial department on the eleventh floor. There will be someone there to accept it, and when he has time, he will have a look at it and give you a call.¡±


    It is the same answer she gives to people who doesn¡¯t have connections or standings like you, but you didn¡¯t know that.


    ¡°Thank you!¡±


    You thank her sincerely and head towards the elevator.


    She didn¡¯t give you any more attention than that. You are a nobody after all.


    After taking the elevator to the eleventh floor, you ask around and found the department where you could deliver your screenplay. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are hundreds of scripts being submitted every month.


    ¡°Speed?¡±


    A man in his forties receives you after you enter the department and reads the title of your screenplay.


    He didn¡¯t read any further than that and hands you a form. ¡°Please leave your name, phone number, address and email. If there is any news, we will notify you as soon as possible.¡±


    You thank him and quickly fill out the form and hand it back to the man. He looks at it and put it with your screenplay into a folder. He places the folder into a file cabinet nearby.


    You take note all of this, especially the number of file cabinets stand unison, rows after rows. They all undoubtedly contain scripts and screenplays waiting to be reviewed. Some of them has dust on them, telling you that your chance here is almost zero.


    ¡°Is there anything else?¡±


    The man asks once he has done his task.


    ¡°No. Thank you.¡±


    You answer him. You didn¡¯t even mention about a director position, as the man is just an office worker and has no power whatsoever. Although your heart is unwilling to let it go like this, you knew there is nothing you could do.


    Back to the lobby on the first floor, you pass by the receptionist.


    ¡°Thank you for your help. I have handed it in.¡±


    The receptionist didn¡¯t give you a single shred of acknowledgement. She knew as well as you did that your screenplay will likely never see the day of light, and she is far too busy to have time for a nobody like you.


    You shrug at her lack of response and find a seat in the lobby. You sit at one where you can basically see the entrance and the exit of the elevator. There, you wait patiently.


    Becoming successful in Hollywood has never been a simple matter, especially for a nobody like you. However, with enough patience and determination, you are sure that you can seize an opportunity when it comes.


    Of course, you must be there when the opportunity arrives.


    ¡°One step at a time.¡±


    You tell yourself and keep a keen eye on the elevator. James Burton will leave his office eventually.

 Rejection After Rejection

    Waiting until nightfall, you keep your attention closely to the elevator, checking each person who has exited. James Burton is nowhere to be seen. People is still coming in and going from the building even though business hours is over. The front desk is also emptied.


    You let out a sigh and realize it is getting late. Your target has not left his office, and he is likely working overnight. You decide to check in to a cheap motel nearby after having some fast food and then return here tomorrow morning to continue waiting.


    You are persistent that way.


    Your effort eventually pays off, and you capture several key figures leaving the elevator. Walking on the side closest to you, almost completely blocking the people behind is your target. His face is in all the newspaper, so you knew it is him immediately.


    Taking out another copy of your screenplay as the first is now forever lost in storage, you walk over to him without hesitation. The receptionist, Jessica saw this and immediately left her post and rushes to you.


    However, before Jessica could reach you and you could reach your target, someone else call out your name.


    It was a very familiar voice. ¡°How come you are here?¡±


    Hearing the voice, you turn your head slightly and avert your eyes from your target. The person who had call you out is none other than your agent. Well, your former broker now since your contract with him has expired.


    You decide to ignore him as you have more pressing matter. However, you feel that him being here is a very bad sign. The universe is working against you.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry to bother you, Mr. Burton. I have a script here. Can you please have a look?¡±


    You said it in a very quick and polite manner.


    The man smiles and gestures his hand to stop the security guards from coming over and remove you from the building. ¡°If only I get a nickel everything this happens.¡±


    He takes your script and turns to your agent. ¡°Is this one of your people?¡±


    ¡°He used to be one of my clients. But his contract has already expired this month, and the company did not renew the contract with him.¡±


    Your agent answers Mr. Burton very respectfully, and his meaning is very clear. The CAA is not very optimistic about you and voluntarily gives you up.


    James Burton couldn¡¯t help but frown as he understands the hidden meaning very clearly. He hands your script to the receptionist.


    ¡°I have accepted your script. If there is a problem, we will contact you.¡±


    You about to speak and make your case, but he waves his hand, dismissing you. Seeing that the case, you stop and politely thank him and slowly left.The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    If you push this any further, security guards will come over and kick you out of the building. At which point, you will likely be barred from the building. While you fail this chance, you must allow your future pathways to remain open.


    ¡°Is that him? Her son?¡±


    A man in the back asks your agent.


    ¡°Yes. I thought he has some potential when I first sign him up, but with the evaluation this year, his acting ability is E, the same with his potential. We cannot renew a contract with a person like that.¡±


    ¡°I see. Keep in mind who his mother is. She is well-connected.¡±


    ¡°Yes, sir. We are very sorry for the interruption, Mr. Burton. As he was one of our clients, we will take the responsibility.¡±


    James Burton laughs. ¡°This is nothing, so you don¡¯t have worry about it.¡±


    It is too bad that you are abandoned by the CAA. If you are still with them, James might have given your screenplay some thought. Your future in Hollywood is looking very bleak.


    Enduring the desire not to look back, you proudly left the building. The feeling of rejection is strong within you, and there isn¡¯t anything you could do change it. James Burton didn¡¯t even bother to look at your script or even request your contact information, and you don¡¯t want to risk using your power to make him see your ways.


    You quickly left the Fox Building and head to the carpark. You left the parking and find somewhere to have lunch. This is only a minor setback in your mind, and after you have lunch, you will once again be on your journey.


    Your next target is Warner Bros, so you drive your car to Burbank. You park it at the iconic Warner Building. It has become a major tourist attraction in your previous life, and you have been here many times in the past.


    The front desk is more welcoming than Fox Building. The receptionist directs you to which office floor you need to go to deliver your script. Once again, the storage locker here is the same as the one in Fox Building. Your screenplay will simply be forever lost here.


    It is pointless to leave it here. You need to find someone who can make the decision or has the power to vouch for you. You return to the lobby and tries your luck again. Since you haven¡¯t got any target in mind, anyone with executive power would do.


    Luckily, the world didn¡¯t try to make it hard for you this time and you saw Jim Robinson entering the building and heading towards the elevator.


    ¡°Mr. Robinson!¡±


    Unlike James Burton, Jim Robinson give you five minutes to explain yourself. You quickly use that time to the best of your ability.


    ¡°¡­ a bus with a bomb is speeding through the city. If its speed is less than 50 miles per hour, the bomb will explode. There are many innocent passengers, the female driver who is¡­¡±


    Five minutes is short, so you must be very concise about the main idea or plot of your script and not to waste his time.


    ¡°Interesting. Why don¡¯t we talk more in my office?¡±


    That is a good sign. You finally have one foot in the door. You didn¡¯t even need to use your power to make him see your way.


    However, that is all you could get.


    ¡°If I understand it correctly, you¡­ want to direct your script?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    You answer and give all the reasons in the world why you should direct. You understand that you need connections, qualifications and successful experiences to be successful in Hollywood, and you make it clearly that you will be very grateful for the opportunity.


    Without any surprise, you walk out of the Warner Building, rejected again. It seems an opportunity to prove yourself is harder to finding than talents. And you know you have talent as you have A-Rank in Directing.


    Although you have hit another wall, it didn¡¯t stop you from seeking another opportunity. In the next few weeks, living out of motel and eating junk foods, you annoy various film company and stalk their executives. All the film companies in the greater Los Angeles¡¯ area such as Disney, MGM, Paramount, Universal Pictures have all have the pleasure of your appearance. Even second-rated company such as Miramax was not spared.


    However, no opportunity was reward for your effort. While some company are very interested in your screenplay, they are not interested in you being a Director.


    Eventually, the endless rejection that follow each of your footstep chips away at your confidence.

 Proving your Experience

    Opportunities should be created and seized. They do not come easily, and if you don¡¯t strive hard for it and be very persistence, chances are, you will never succeed.


    However, after running out of major companies to spam your screenplay and throw yourself at, you have to temporary suspend your search for an opportunity.


    The companies that you haven¡¯t send a copy of your screenplay to or pay a visit personally are either too small or lack the strength to invest in your film.


    It is time for you to stalk and harass some well-known producers. These includes people like Kathleen Kennedy, James Cameron, Jerry Bruckheimer, Gary Kurtz, Steven Spielberg. Even their family members are not safe from your list.


    Unfortunately, the answer is still no.


    Not all the people you have contacted and try to meet are optimistic about your script, and those that are, did not accept your request as director. Even if you offer to sell your screenplay to them for one dollar in exchange for the opportunity to direct, their answer is still no.


    They are neither your friends nor relatives, so why should they risk millions of dollars of investment in someone like you, who lacks any qualifications or experiences.


    While you do have great amount of experiences and qualifications in your previous life, you are unable to prove it here as the technology is not on par with your previous world. This is one the main reasons why you study so hard in college ¨C you need to downgrade yourself and familiar with basically ancient filming techniques.


    Perhaps you should try and film a small part of the screenplay yourself? It will show that you have the experience and the expertise of a real director.


    You drive home to fetch your 16mm camera while avoiding your mother. You haven¡¯t been home for almost a month now and you have been dodging her phone call.This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.


    You didn¡¯t want to confront what happened that day yet as you are far too preoccupied with becoming a director. You haven¡¯t even used your all-seeing eyes to strip every female you come across either or try to get laid. Sex is fun and all, but your future and your life are at stake.


    You know that once you have proven yourself, you won¡¯t be needing to go and find girls to fuck. They will be coming to you.


    Of course, your mother knows that you come home as she has been keeping tabs on you. Many of her friends and colleagues have been calling her, telling her about you harassing them. However, she did not try to approach you as you head back out with your camera.


    She is very ashamed at what happened that day. It was so unlike her. She fears that you are the cause of her arousal, as your touch had made her incredible horny ¨C so horny to the point that she is willing to drop her important work and relieve herself.


    After you got your camera, you went to buy some film and find some Mexican seeking works. You tell them you need to shoot some shots from the passenger¡¯s side of the seat and you willing to pay them big bucks for it. They accept of course since they are desperate for work.


    God bless America!


    The Mexican immigrations listen to your every word as you are their meal tickets.


    The preview footage isn¡¯t very difficult to shoot since you are not a novice. Once you got the footage you needed and pay the immigrations, you try to find a good accompanying music.


    This becomes a huge problem as the music industry of this world is extremely lacking. This is also one of the reasons why Hollywood isn¡¯t as prestigious as your previous world. A good movie requires good soundtracks to make it great, and good music are very difficult to find.


    This is because the Music Industry of this world is small. As there are very few songs that the people love, there are only a handful of singers and composers that becomes superstars.


    You are unsure why the music scene is so different from your previous life. It is to the point that your favorite songs don¡¯t exists despites the artists are around. Those artists just don¡¯t get the inspiration to create such memorable hits you had remembered. It must due to the butterfly effects as the history of this world is not the same as your previous one.


    There are also a lot of differences in the film industry. There are many actors and actresses you are not familiar with stars in blockbusters movies. You noted this when you watch Star Wars. Let¡¯s just say Luke Skywalker isn¡¯t who you thought he supposes to be.


    Since you won¡¯t be able to recreate the same soundtrack for Speed like it was in your previous world, you will have to settle for whatever available.


    With that in mind, you drive towards some of well-known music studios.

 You shall not strip little girls!

    Despite the state of the Music industry, finding a good recording studio is not hard. Los Angeles is not only the central hub for filming making. It is also the world¡¯s top recording destination, now and many years in the future.


    It is the home to many famous recording studios from your previous world and this one, such as Capitol Records, Infrasonic, Henson Recording, and the Village. Even movie studios have their own recording studios in LA, so that they didn¡¯t need to outsource.


    You didn¡¯t expect to run into a classmate when you headed to one the studios. He is working at Ocean Way Recording, which will be called EastWest Studios in the future. Since your friend is working there as an assistant in one of the recording rooms, finding a soundtrack for your footage becomes easier.


    ¡°Man, you caught me at a bad time. My schedule is stacked.¡±


    Your friend tells you after all the pleasantries.


    ¡°Mark. I don¡¯t need anything complicated. Just a good heavy metal soundtrack to go with the footage here. One of the generic one will do.¡±


    You are willing to pay for a soundtrack, as business is a business and friendship is friendship. You didn¡¯t expect your friend to give you special treatment as you are currently a nobody.


    ¡°If that the case, have a look at the cassette archive down the hall. There should be one that suit you there. You will be doing me a favor taking a few of them away. The station gets so many of them every day that it starting to pile up.¡±


    Mark is talking about how every new artists, composers and singers sending in their audio tape to the studio, hoping to get their moment of stardoms. Unfortunately for them, the studios only review one or two samples a day. They just didn¡¯t have time or money to burn.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t mind.¡±


    ¡°Nah, nah, I don¡¯t mind. My boss doesn¡¯t mind either.¡±


    His boss waves his hand dismissively, telling you and Mark to pipe down while he trying to compose a soundtrack.


    You head down the hall to the archive with a Walkman in hand. You friend won¡¯t help you find one to your liking, and you don¡¯t need to pay him either.


    Inside the archive, you realize what your friend had said a minute ago was an understatement. There are boxes and boxes of cassette tapes everywhere, and they aren¡¯t labeled correctly.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.


    You let out a sigh and begins digging through mountains and mountains of cassette tapes, listening to each one to see if they suit your need. After a dozen cassettes, your ears are in hell.


    How could they call these horrible sounds music?


    It is no wonder the music industry is struggling to stay afloat.


    You swear it will be faster and better to just compose a piece yourself. Even if it isn¡¯t as good as you wanted, at least you get to keep your hearing and your sanity. You quickly pack up and left the archive room. You return to the recording room your friend is at.


    ¡°Hey Mark, I really need your help. It will be worth your while.¡±


    Mark gestures his hand from the audio control, telling you to pipe down. He is busy assisting his boss, doing a recording.


    There are two other people in the room, a man and a woman. They were holding each other hands in comfort as they watch their 10 years old daughter in the live room.


    ¡°Britney, a little higher, please.¡± Mark¡¯s boss request as he adjust some of the knobs on the audio control. The girl raises her voice nervously.


    Britney is very nervous and frightful. You can tell that from her status window. Her attribute window is visible, but her skill window remains hidden. The same with her trait window. Those two windows require you to look a little deeper, right underneath her clothes.


    You will not strip little girls! There are lines that must not be cross.


    As you couldn¡¯t hear what the little brunette-haired girl was singing, you take a seat next to your friend and pick up a spare headset. Your friend only pays you attention briefly before returning his attention to the computer screen.


    Mark doesn¡¯t mind you listening in, and neither did his boss. They are very cool people.


    You almost crack up when you heard her high-pitch voice through the headset. The song was all over the place due to her nervousness and fearfulness. Luckily, you manage to hold in your laugher. It was for obvious reason.


    For one, your friend and his boss will likely kick you out for ruining their recordings. For two, there is a faint aura shrouding the little girl. It was dull grey color.


    It disappears the moment you take off the headset and reappears as you put it back on. Only you can see the aura, and you quickly realize it has something to do with her singing.


    As their girl raises her voice, the dull grey color spread outwards, invading the control room from the live room. The moment it touches you, you feel kind of depress. It appears that your emotion is being affected by her singing.


    ¡°Wow, she sucks.¡±


    You mutter under your breath after you remove your headset. Your friend chuckled. He agreed with you wholly, and so did his boss.


    Once the recording is done, Mark take off the headset and face the couple.


    ¡°Mr and Mrs. Spear. Thank you for coming. We have done recording her voice. We will send it off for assessment as soon as possible.¡±


    Your ears twitch. ¡°Spears?¡±


    You recall what the girl¡¯s name was, and your mind immediately put one and one together.


    Mark¡¯s boss opens the door to the live room. ¡°Britney, you can come out now. See, that wasn¡¯t hard, was it? There is nothing to be nervous or scare about.¡±


    You stare at the little girl heading out of the live room with shock and surprise. You swore she couldn¡¯t be the same person, but you must make sure. ¡°No. No. I must not strip little girls¡­¡±

 The Princess of Pop

    Even if you have said that, your curiosity won out in the end, and your eyes focus on the little girl. Her skillsets materialized in front of you, showing you all that you need to know.


    ¡°C-Rank Dancer. C-Rank Singer. A-Rank Vocal. D-Rank Acting¡­¡±


    You continue to read her skillsets. It takes you a moment as the list is quite long. The one that stood out the most is the A-Rank Vocal.


    At her age, it is remarkable. However, it is expected of the future Princess of Pop.


    That is just an honorific title, but that doesn¡¯t make it any less important.


    You smile as you confirm who she is. She is the idol of your mother¡¯s teenage years. Not your current mother, but your previous mother. You take a couple of second to remember her by, and you ponder how she is doing. She must have cried her heart out at your funeral.


    ¡°Britney Spears.¡±


    You call for her attention from your seat. The girl looks at you shyly. Her parents are preoccupied with your friend and his boss to notice.


    ¡°Hello mister.¡±


    ¡°Why are you so nervous? There is nothing to be nervous about.¡±


    She turns her head to have a look at her parents before returning her attention back to you. Just from that, you understand. She fears that she would disappoint her parents.


    This road to stardoms is extremely harsh in this universe.


    ¡°Come here. Don¡¯t worry, I won¡¯t eat you. I promise.¡±


    Britney giggles and approaches you. When she did, you take her hands and pats the back gently. Green ethereal mists seep out of your body and swirling around your arm and streaming towards your hand and jumps onto hers.


    It enters Britney, very, very slowly.


    You make sure of the rate of transfer since you didn¡¯t want a little girl to be stupidly horny.


    ¡°There is nothing to be nervous about. Don¡¯t worry about what your parents think and worry about what you want. So, what if you didn¡¯t make it? What if your voice isn¡¯t good enough? You will only fail if you give up. Continue to strive for what you love, and one day you will succeed.¡±


    You give her encouragement while your life energy boosts her Singing skill up one rank. While it didn¡¯t seem much with your power, there is a huge different between C-Rank and C-Rank (+).


    Your energy also put her into a calm, relaxing state. It is almost hypnotic.


    When you notice that the nervousness and fearful status on the window fades and vanishes, you ask softly. ¡°Can you sing for me? There is no recording right, so sing any song that you like.¡±Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    Britney nods slowly as if she is in a trance and began to sing.


    Greyish aura surrounding her the moment she did, and it shifts to white. As she increases the tempo, the white aura grows larger, encompassing the room.


    You feel a sense of admiration as soon as the white aura touches your being.


    Her beautiful voice captures the attention of everyone in the room. Her mother gasps and covers her mouth while her father is in utter shocked. They both had never heard their daughter sings that well before. Your friend Mark and his boss are speechless.


    ¡°Brilliant! Why didn¡¯t you sing like that before?¡±


    Mark calls out once the song ended. Her parents immediately request Mark¡¯s boss to redo the audio recordings. However, Mark¡¯s boss shook his head.


    ¡°Sorry, but we don¡¯t have time for another take right now. You will have to make another booking and come back another time.¡±


    ¡°What is this about?¡±


    You ask your friend.


    He explains to you that Mickey Mouse Club (MMC) is looking for new contestants and performers for its upcoming season. Since it is a chance to appear on television, every parent who wants their child to be a star, apply for it. Since there is so much applicants this time around, everyone must send in a sample of their voice.


    That is the reason why every recording studio is completely booked out.


    You recall faintly that MMC is a reality show, created by Walt Disney. However, you couldn¡¯t recall if Britney made it in or not. She probably did, considering her voice. But what if she did not?


    An idea appears in your mind.


    As Britney¡¯s parents trying to negotiate with Mark¡¯s boss about another take, you look for small sheet of paper and a pen. You wrote your name and number on it. You also make a mental note to print a lot of business cards.


    ¡°Pardon me, but I¡¯m an independent director. Your daughter has a great voice and looks. I think she will do great as an actress. If you are in LA again, please give me a call. I will definitely cast her in one of my upcoming movies.¡±


    You introduce yourself when Britney and her parents are evicted from the room. Mark¡¯s boss didn¡¯t have time to argue with them anymore. He went to another recording room and greets new customer.


    James Spears accepts your make-shift business card. He has one look before frowning. Independent directors are like sands on the beach. There are so many, but who which one truly stands out amongst the rest?


    ¡°Thank you. If we are in LA again, we will give you a call.¡±


    You nod with a sincere smile.


    ¡°I will be waiting to hear from you.¡±


    You pay attention to the little girl. ¡°Nice to meet you Britney. Hopefully we get to work together in the future.¡±


    You are too friendly with the girl, and it immediately causes suspicion in her father¡¯s eyes. As soon as they left the studio, he crumples your business card and threw it into the trash-bin.


    ¡°Why did you do that, honey?¡± Lynne Spears asks her husband.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you see him when he looks at our daughter? I saw him touching her as well. There is a lot of those kind of director here. We should watch out for them.¡±


    You didn¡¯t have any idea of that as you return to the recording room to talk to your friend.


    Mark is sitting there, reviewing the recording they have just make for Britney. It is his job to choose the best sequence and send them off with their application.


    ¡°Man, if only we have time to record another one. Her voice is so awesome. It is like an angel, singing her melody.¡±


    You chuckle. ¡°Yeah, she really is an angel. Anyway, can you help me with this? I try going through the cassette archive. Thanks for that by the way.¡±


    Mark chuckle. He glad that someone else knows his daily pain.


    ¡°Alright, but you owe me one, a big one.¡±


    ¡°Fine. When I become rich and famous, we will get super drunk and super high like we back in college.¡±


    Mark laughs. ¡°So, tell me what you need, and I¡¯ll see what I can do.¡±


    You tell Mark what you wanted for the soundtrack. It took roughly an hour to produce. And once you have what you needed, you bid farewell to your friend and head off again.


    This time, you are heading straight to a person that is most likely to fund your movie.

 George Lucas

    That person would be George Lucas.


    As a friend of your dear mother, George Lucas will give you the time. With his reputation in Hollywood and the world of filmmaking, even if he does not invest in your screenplay personally as producer, his recommendation is more than enough.


    Why didn¡¯t you go to him in the beginning?


    You wanted to create opportunities with your own power. He is also one-time use and should be use as the last resort. As you have tried and failed, there is no shame in going to him now.


    ¡°Uncle George.¡±


    You greet the man after you drove straight to his manor in San Anselmo.


    ¡°You can call me George.¡±


    George requests of you. He is sitting in a low back chair in a spacious living room. You haven¡¯t been in this room for a long time, not since you entered College and earned your certificate.


    ¡°Please take a sit. You want some tea?¡±


    He adds.


    ¡°Yes. Tea would be great.¡±


    You take the offered seat, and the servant sent out black tea for you. You would prefer coffee, but you have drunk so much of it already in the past day. Tea would be better. It makes your mind clearer.


    As you take a small sip from your cup, George gestures his hand towards you.


    ¡°Someone has been a very naughty boy, stalking and harassing my colleagues.¡±


    You snicker. It seems that your notoriety precedes you.


    ¡°Not stalking, uncle George. Just want them to give my script a chance. I have been to many companies in Hollywood for more than a month.¡±


    ¡°George.¡±


    He reminds. You correct yourself and explain the reason why you are here.You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.


    ¡°Here is my script. I hope that you can invest in my movie.¡±


    You hand him the script politely. He accepts them.


    ¡°I think you should continue the family business like your mother wants you to. Your tenacity will take you very far in the advertisement world.¡±


    George puts that out before paying all his attention into your script. He is the second person to read your script seriously. The first is your mother.


    As for the comment before, your mother obviously got to him before you did. You didn¡¯t mind because everyone is entitled to their own opinion.


    Once George finishes reading, he puts down the screenplay on the table and picks up the cup of tea.


    He takes a long time to sip from the cup before speaking up again.


    ¡°Is there anything else?¡±


    You nod and state your intention. ¡°I want to direct the film personally.¡±


    ¡°Yes, I got that.¡±


    George Lucas states with a smile. He took another sip from his cup.


    ¡°I also took some footage as a showcase. Here, let me show you.¡±


    You immediately take out the elaborate videotape and left your seat. You turn on the TV and VCR in the living room before stuffing the videotape in. The music begins to play as image form on the screen.


    The footage you took is not complicated. The focus of the footage is switching the scene between the front wheel of the car and the speedometer. The switching of the scene must be frequent and smooth in order to induce nervousness in the viewers.


    George Lucas watches the footage very carefully. As he has read the script, he naturally thought of the setting of the movie. He knows that the vehicle will explode in the film if its speed drops below 50 mile per hour. Every time the needle touches 50, he was on the edge of his seat.


    He let out a breath of relief when the footage is finally over.


    ¡°Come, sit with me.¡±


    He signals you back to the seat. You turn off the television before you did.


    ¡°Very good footage. The dazzling motion lens, the sharp editing style, the suspenseful music. You did this all yourself, didn¡¯t you?¡±


    You nod. ¡°Yes. It took a while. I¡¯m glad you like it. How about ¨C¡±


    George waves his hand. His demeanor changes to that of a business man. ¡°Let me tell you this straight. The script is not very good. At best, it is about average. In Hollywood, that is all needed¡­ if you have connection. A good director can cast a bad movie, but a bad director cannot cast a good movie.¡±


    ¡°I know that ¨C


    ¡°Please let me finish.¡±


    You become quiet.


    ¡°The role of the director is very important in the process of filmmaking. He has many responsibilities and people he must look after. If I you give this script to an experienced director, I¡¯m sure there is a good chance that it will be making a profit.¡±


    You frown. It seems like George didn¡¯t believe that you can do it either.


    ¡°I have seen your estimated production costs. Even if the special effects are all given to Industrial Light and Magic. The cost cannot be reduced to less than 10 million dollars.¡±


    George drinks another mouthful of tea, parching his thirst. ¡°That is a lot of money to invest in, and no one in their right mind would invest it in a person lacking any experience or qualification. I truly hope that you won¡¯t let me down.¡±


    You sigh. ¡°I know that I¡¯m inexperience and lacks qualification, but I just need a chance¡­ what!?¡±

 Your Actual Investor

    It was too easy, considering all you have been through in the last few weeks.


    You become very suspicious.


    ¡°Are you sure, uncle George? That is a lot of money.¡±


    George smiles.


    It is a lot of money, but he has a good feeling about this movie. Your little demo has not only show him that you have a good grasp of cinematography, it also give him an indication of your hardwork and dedication. The music matches the scene very nice, nearly putting him on the edge of his seat as he watches the footage.


    He doubts that he could do any better with the limited resource you currently have at your disposal.


    Of course, George doesn¡¯t know that you has cheated a little. Your power allows you to know which emotion you want to convey in the footage through music.


    ¡°I thought you would be excited, knowing that you will be able to direct this movie?¡±


    You nod. ¡°I am. I am. I¡¯m just a bit curious that¡¯s all. My mum didn¡¯t put you up to this, did she?¡±


    The elephant is out, and George chokes on his tea at your accusation. It was spot on. He immediately recalls the conversation he has with your mother. That was a couple of days before.


    He didn¡¯t tell you about it, however.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t we have dinner? I¡¯m sure you are starving.¡±


    George offers. You have no reason to refuse. It has been a very long time since you sit down and have dinner with him. As he has changed the subject, you didn¡¯t bother to pursuit. Instead, you talk to him about other things, such as filming techniques.


    You also take a peek at his skillsets as he sits across you at the dinner table. The table blocks half of the body, otherwise, you wouldn¡¯t be so bold.


    You eventually bid George farewell and ready to be on your way.This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    ¡°Lucasfilm will handles the production and distribution. You don¡¯t need to worry about that. All you need to worry about is the casting and directing the movie. As for the filming crew, I afraid, I cannot help you with that.¡±


    George tells you when you are at the door. A film crew is very important, and you have some idea of whom should be on your team.


    ¡°You¡¯re not going tell whether my mother has a hand in this or not, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    ¡°I think you already know the answer to that. You are a smart young man. Your mother loves you very much, and even though she does not believe in your dream, she still wants you to succeed. Or fail.¡±


    George pauses for a moment. ¡°In any case, you are not the one who has the most to lose in this.¡±


    You understand his word very clearly.


    It is not George Lucas that has invested in your movie. It is your mother. As she doesn¡¯t have 10 milions dollar on hand, she must have put up the house up as collateral. Maybe her company as well.


    It is a very high stake. Your mother will lose everything if your movie failed.


    You know that you cannot fail.


    With that in mind, you left his manor and returning home. You ponder if you should confront your mother about this.


    As you head home, several powerful figures are talking about your screenplay in a large office. They are ones who has absolute controls of Warner Bros.


    ¡°I think this script has certain operability.¡±


    The one who had spoken this was Jim Robinson. He is someone you had talk to before. He had given you the time when you approached him. He is interested in your screenplay. He was even willing to buy it off you for a thousand bucks.


    Unfortunately, your strong desire to direct it yourself has cause the deal to fall through.


    ¡°If you focus on the actions and the passengers¡¯ fear, it will be a very thrilling movie. Not to mention profitable.¡±


    ¡°Jim.¡± Barry Meyer raises his hand to stop Jim from talking further.


    He then looks at the man next to him. ¡°What about you? What do you think about the script?¡±


    The man thought seriously with his palm rests on his chin. ¡°Let¡¯s look at it like this. He has been abandoned by the CAA. You know what that mean. Besides, it is never wise to spend a millions of dollar in a screenplay from a person without any experience or qualification.¡±


    Having said that, the man specifically emphasized. ¡°Also, do not forget. He also ask for the position of the director! Such audaucity! Who does he thinks he is? For someone like that, I wouldn¡¯t give it a second thought.¡±


    The remark is directed at Jim Robinson. Jim didn¡¯t have anything to say as the head of the company has already made their decision. Arguing over this matter will only put him at a disadvantage.


    ¡°I see.¡± CEO Barry considers it for a few minutes. The screenplay has only brought to his attention thanked to Jim Robinson, the head of editorial department. However, other than it being cheaper to produce, it doesn¡¯t have anything that stands out amongst the countless scripts being handed in every day.


    Whlie he wants to dimiss it completely, he has to consider Jim in mind as well.


    ¡°Buy the copyright for a couple of hundreds and put this script in the archive. In a few years time, we can produce it cheaply ourselfves.¡±

 Confronting Your Mother

    ¡°Hi mum. I¡¯m home.¡±


    You greet your mother when you got home. She is in her office, looking over her finances. Finding 10 million dollar in such a short amount of time is not easy. She knows she has to mortgage the house.


    ¡°Welcome home, sweetheart.¡±


    Your mother greets you after a moment. She looks lovely and sexy as ever in her summer dress. The light fabric tightly binds her body, revealing her voluptuous figure.


    As you haven¡¯t seen your mother for a while or fucked anyone recently, your dick begins to ache in your pant. Her clothing begins to flicker.


    You immediately curses your age. If you were older, you wouldn¡¯t be as horny as this.


    Who are you kidding? You will totally fall for your mother no matter how old you are. She is such a fine MILF.


    ¡°I hope you are fruitful in the past few days.¡±


    Your mother continues. ¡°I have heard many things.¡±


    You smile happily and lean over the table, getting very close to her.


    ¡°Yes, mum, very. I have found an investor for my movie. Uncle George has told me all about it.¡±


    Your mother is taken back. She then becomes annoyed. ¡°That man. I have specifically told him not to say anything to you.¡±


    ¡°Oh, he didn¡¯t, mum. You just did.¡±


    You point out and finally take your seat. A smug is on your face.


    ¡°So, mum. I thought you didn¡¯t believe in me.¡±


    His mother realizes she have been had. She isn¡¯t thinking clearly when you are so close to her. What had happened in this office those many nights ago still lingers vividly in her mind. She fears that she is lusting for her son, you.


    You looks so much like your father afterall. He is the only man she had trusts. He is also the only man who had broke her heart. She had vowed she will never allow another man inside her heart again.


    Your mother sighs and leans back against her seat. ¡°I still don¡¯t, at least not 100%.¡±


    ¡°Then why did you invest that much money in me? Isn¡¯t it what you call ¨C a bad bussiness?¡±This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    ¡°Sweetheart. It is never a bad thing to invest in your future.¡±


    Your mother just contradicts herself. She is sure that you will not suceed, yet she is willing to invest so much money into your future.


    She isn¡¯t the ruthless calculating woman you thought she was. She just want what is best for you, even if she has to sacrifice herself.


    ¡°I will succeed, mum. I will be the best fucking damn director in the whole Hollywood!¡±


    You had to get that off your chest. Once you calm down, you continue.


    ¡°You are not wrong to invest in me, mum. I will make sure that you will make your money back and then some. Trust me.¡±


    Your mother stares at you. It was too familar, especially the way you said those last two words. She has been a fool before.


    ¡°You are just like your father. He even said the same word to be before he...¡±


    Rage immediately built within you.


    ¡°I am nothing like him! I am a man of my word! I will fucking succeed or I will die trying! I even put my life on the line!¡±


    You snap at your mother, causing her to flinch. Green etherial mists surrounding you, seeping into the surrounding. You didn¡¯t pay attention to that at all.


    You eventually exhale and calm yourself. You hate your father very much, and you never want to be anything like the man.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I shouldn¡¯t have shouted.¡±


    Your mother takes in a deep breath, strangely feeling light headed. It wasn¡¯t because of the heat or the drink on her desk.


    ¡°That¡¯s okay, sweetheart. I was in the wrong myself. You know how I feel about this dream of yours. I hope you do succeed. If you don¡¯t, I don¡¯t know where I will be.¡±


    She knows she shouldn¡¯t gamble if she is not confident, at least not with the company she had built with her two hands. But after seeing you desperately trying to secure funding for your movies over the past few weeks, she couldn¡¯t remain silence any longer.


    She reaches out to George Lucas, knowing that you will eventually go there, to ensure that you will have your funding.


    The amount require is 15 millions, but George is willing to invest the remaining amount as he truly believes that you will succeed. He has seen a glimpse of your work.


    Hearing what your mother just said, you grab her hands tightly.


    ¡°Don¡¯t say something like that mum. No matter what happens, you will be with me. I will take care of you. I will never let anything bad happen to you.¡±


    Your mother blushes. Her cheeks flush with red. She immediately pull her hands away from you and left her seat.


    She turn towards the window, trying to steel her rapidly beating heart. She is unable to explain why she is feeling this way about you, her son. It is too dangerous.


    ¡°I think it is late, sweetheart. You should take a good rest as you have big day tomorrow.¡±


    You nod slowly and get up from your seat.


    Your mother is right. You have been everywhere in these past few days, and you haven¡¯t been eating properly. Now you are home, you need a big rest.


    Tomorrow, you have to sign a contract with Lucasfilm and find yourself a film crew. You wonder why George didn¡¯t just provide one for you. Perhaps, he is testing your leadership ability.


    ¡°Alright, mum. I really want to talk about what happen that night, but since it is getting late, we will talk about it some other time.¡±


    Your mother nods without looking at you.


    You take a good look at her from behind, especially her perfect ass.


    ¡°Umm.. Goodnight, mum.¡±


    You left the office and hastily head to your room. You need to take care of something fast.


    ¡°Damn it. I wish I could fuck my mum. She is so damn hot. I will die if this keeps up!¡±


    The System calls out in your mind as if it had heard your wish.


    You nearly drop dead on the floor.


    [New Quest Added: Fuck Your Mother!]


    [Failure: Lose Your Mother]


    ¡°What the actual fuck!?¡±

 User Interface Upgrade

    [User Integrating in 5¡­]


    ¡°Say what?¡±


    You are startled. You recall vividly what would happen when the System announces that.


    Luckily, this time you weren¡¯t so unprepared. However, there is no glass door to break your fall.


    [4¡­3¡­2¡­]


    You immediately drop to the floor, protecting your head with both of your arms. You await the painful shock to your brain that would surely come.


    [1¡­]


    When the System announces zero, your eyes immediately widen in shock. A massive jolt smashes your defenceless brain, forcing an anguish scream out of you. It is far more painful the first time you have felt it.


    Your mind is forced to retreat into unconsciousness.


    Silence returns to the hallway, with you lying there, unmoving.


    Just like the first time, someone rushes to your aid. She becomes very emotional as she embraces you in her arms. You feel her warmness as your breathing slows. The pain melts away as your brain slowly recovers.


    You eventually open your eyes. Your ears are ringing like before. Your vision is also blurred.


    From what you can gather, you are now in your room, on your bed. You didn¡¯t recall how you get there or who brought you there.


    ¡°Ugh¡­ fuck¡­¡±


    You groan and palm your head as you sit up. It seems that whenever there is a new Quest, the System will trigger a new update, and you will suffer a painful feedback.


    ¡°You¡¯re awake. Thank God.¡±


    Your mother calls out from the doorway. She hurriedly goes to your side and touches your forehead, checking your temperature. She checks your head, neck, shoulder and arms as well.


    Your hearing recovers first just like before. Your vision, however, remains blurry.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, mum.¡±


    You tell your mother to stop her from examining every inch of your body.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    You mother calms down. Her eyes are still reddened. ¡°I had heard you screamed. When I rush out of my office, I saw you just lying there, in the corridor, unconscious on the floor. I thought you have hit your head somewhere, sweetheart.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t hit my head, mum. It¡¯s¡­ nothing. I¡¯m just very tired that all.¡±


    You tell your mother while rubbing your eyes. You want your vision to return, and you are prepared for whatever strangeness comes your way.


    As the room becomes more focus, you look at your mother.


    You immediately avert your eyes. She isn¡¯t naked ¨C thank God. She is towering over you from the edge of the bed, and her assets are literally spilling out of her dress.


    ¡°Can you, umm¡­ not leaning over me like that. I can see¡­ you know.¡±


    Your mother smiles and straightens herself. She sits on the bed, besides you. ¡°I love you, honey. You do know that, right?¡±


    ¡°I love you too.¡±


    You reply and turn to face her. Her status and attribute are visible like before. Her skillsets and traits are hidden unless you decide to undress her with your eyes. But there is something new now.


    A red string ¨C ribbon ¨C coming out of her chest. It runs towards you and into your chest. You can touch it and apparently pull on it if you try. The moment you did, your mother jerks and becomes shocked.


    Her heart is beating rapidly, and her face flusters.


    You quickly let the ribbon go, allowing it to float and drift in mid-air. What does that mean? Could it the red string of fate? Were you meant to be?


    Bullshit!


    You tell yourself. Whatever this is, it is due to the System. It is extremely flaw ¨C or intentional. You are sure that it is intentional.


    You sigh at that and drop back down against your bed. You need to get some rest.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to sleep now, mum. Can you turn off the light on your way out?¡±


    You mother is still heaving, trying to steady herself and calm her emotion. She just felt something very bizarre. It was as if her heartstring was plucked.


    ¡°What is going on? I can¡¯t be falling for my son.¡±


    She tells herself and slowly leaves the room. She looks back at you one more time and turns off the light on her way out.


    You let out another sigh and stare into the darkness, wondering about your life. It has become a game of sort. Your new power is too bizarre. You will have experiment with it as soon as possible.


    ¡°I need to figure this out, especially why the System give me random quest?¡±


    You are having a massive headache, thinking about the stupid Quest.


    You were given two choices. Either fuck your mum or watch her die.


    You cannot allow your mother to die. And from what you have seen of the System thus far, it has the power to kill your mother.


    Although you are having awful amount of unhealthy thoughts about her, you would never act upon it ¨C or would you? Not even to save her life?


    It is very easy to bed your mother. Boost one of her skills instantly and she will not help herself.


    You call that form of boosting power: Slutification. It makes instant slut out of everyone.


    Why did the System give you such an insane Quest?


    You recall the first time the System had given you a quest. It was after you were let go by your agent and mocked by your rival. You feel a great desire to prove them wrong at that time.


    This time around it was similar. You had a strong inclination to bang your mother. You are that horny, and you truly believe that if you can¡¯t have her, no one else can.


    It is your strong desire that triggers a Quest.


    ¡°Could it be that these are really quests? They are goals?¡±


    ¡°I will fucking become a God or I will¡­ cut my nails.¡±


    [System rejects the wager. User must offer something of equivalent.]


    ¡°Well, I¡¯ll be damned.¡±

 Signing the Contract

    You decide to leave the System at that.


    It is enough to know that you can set own goals and get rewarded for its progression and completion.


    You are currently wagering your life and the life of your mother. Seeing how that is the case, you are sure that you have many more important things you can offer the system.


    Your senses.


    Your emotions.


    Your thoughts.


    Your dreams.


    Your soul.


    These are to name a few.


    As you have wagered your mother¡¯s life despite it is not yours to wage, there is no limit to what you can wager. However, it is still dangerous to wager anything important, unless you are very confidence that you will succeed and complete the quest.


    Failure is not an option.


    ¡°I should watch what I say from now on. This damn System is too dangerous. It will take everything I said as literal.¡±


    You keep that in mind and begin to sleep afterwards. Tomorrow is a very big day for you. You will have to head to Lucasfilm to sign your first contract. George Lucas would have it ready by then.


    Your junior keeps you up for about an hour before you drift off into the dreamworld. It is a very, very wet dreamworld ¨C with your mother joining you.


    By the time you are awake, your mother had left for work. You thought she might be avoiding you as her emotion is constantly playing up when you are nearby. However, she left you a warm message, telling you to have a healthy breakfast before you head out.


    The only people remain in the mansion are the workers.


    You greet each person on your way out and take note of the string that connect to their heart. Not all the strings coming out from the people are connected to you. Some strings are connected to another person in the mansion.


    You quickly understand that the string represented how they feel about the other person ¨C yourself included. Luckily, nobody hates you. To balance it out, none of them likes you either.


    While driving to Lucasfilm, you also pay attention to people on the road and sidewalks. However, the strings are only visible for people who are within about 100m.


    It seems that the string only appears when you or someone else get close enough to them. You assume that is because there would be way too many strings coming out of the person otherwise, since each string represented how they feel to another being.


    The strings are intangible unless you have the intention of touching them. Otherwise ¨C you didn¡¯t want to think about what happen if your speeding car crashes into all those strings.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    When you arrive at the studios¡¯ gate, the security guard let you in and informs George that you have arrived. He has been expecting you.


    ¡°Ah, you are finally here. Come, let¡¯s go inside.¡±


    George Lucas takes you inside Lucasfilm and have you joined the conference.


    As you did, you have a good look some of the strings coming out of him, especially the one that connect to you. That string is blue with a hint of red. It means that he considers you a friend and he might hold some affections for you ¨C not in a gay way.


    That is good to know.


    When you are in the conference room, you noted that several people are in there already. One stood out, causing you to be alarmed. You didn¡¯t expect to see her here ¨C not until 2012.


    ¡°This is Kathleen Kennedy.¡±


    George introduces when you just stood there, looking at her.


    ¡°This is rather awkward. Why is she here?¡±


    You didn¡¯t say that out loud, but everyone heard you.


    In the previous world, Kathleen Kennedy becomes the president of Lucasfilm. It was right after Walt Disney acquired Lucasfilm for over 4 billion dollars. She then proceeds to destroy your childhood with her feminism antics.


    George dismisses your comment. ¡°She will be the production manager for the film.¡±


    ¡°Yes. It is rather awkward.¡± Kathleen greets you warmly. ¡°I have seen the video you edited. It is very impressive. I suppose I owe you an apology for before.¡±


    She is referring to several weeks ago, when you came to her residence to offer your script. She refuses it of course, just like everyone else. She has changed her mind now.


    ¡°Um¡­ nice to meet you too, Kathleen.¡±


    You return the greeting and have a good look at how she feels about you. The string is grey with tint of black, meaning she might have a trace of resentment towards you. It is expected as you did harass her after all.


    ¡°I hope I will have your cooperation in the upcoming months.¡±


    Kathleen adds.


    You smile lightly.


    ¡°If you cause any trouble for me, I will have you know the terror of Slutification!¡±


    You have thought that to yourself before paying attention to George. He begins addressing the people in the room. They hold very high position, such as finance manager, marketing manager, team leader etc...


    And then there is you ¨C the director.


    Most of the people in the room is a little shock. Some of them was even angry at you, considering the color of the string connecting to you.


    ¡°Him? Isn¡¯t he a bit young?¡±


    ¡°George. I don¡¯t think it is wise to have someone like him as director.¡± An older man says, not caring even if you are in the room. ¡°We should have someone with qualification and experience to direct the film.¡±


    ¡°Ahem. There is no need, Ryan. He will be the director. That decision is final.¡±


    George makes it very clear before taking his seat at the head of the table. ¡°He is Ryan Thompson. He will be your assisting director.¡±


    You look at Ryan, taking note of the distaining color of his opinion towards you. He will undoubtedly be a problem, but you cannot just tell George that you didn¡¯t want him.


    ¡°Nice to meet you. I hope we can work together.¡±


    Ryan didn¡¯t bother to return the greeting.


    ¡°Your salary is $150,000.¡± George breaks the awkward silence.


    He looks at you. ¡°We will pay you $50,000 first. $50,000 after the film is in production. The last amount will be paid when the film is released.¡±


    It is a good pay for a newcomer like yourself.


    ¡°Uncle George. Can you put my salary into the film budget?¡±


    George is surprised. ¡°You want to share in the profit?¡±


    ¡°Yes. If you don¡¯t mind. I rather use the money for the film production right now and get pay when it is in theater. How about 1%? Will that be okay?¡±


    ¡°1%. I suppose that is acceptable.¡± George agrees. ¡°You do understand that your movie must make at least 25 million for you to earn anything. 40 million for you to earn the salary you just been offered.¡±


    You assure him that you understand fully. ¡°Also, I want to reserve the decision when casting the actors and actresses. I also to participate the editing of the film as well as the final editing.¡±


    Everyone in the room frown. They could accept the decision to cast the actors but editing belongs to the production team. The production manager is not very happy at your request.


    You just make another powerful enemy, but you didn¡¯t care. You must have the right to edit the film in post-production. That is the only way to make sure that smashes all box offices.


    George nods tentatively. ¡°As long as your suggestion is within reason.¡±

 Delight Entertainment

    Once you have your confirmation, you feel like you can sleep through the rest of the meeting and let George Lucas takes care of the rest. These people are your seniors and part of his team after all.


    Furthermore, aside from George himself, nobody really takes your suggestions seriously due to your young age. And George alone cannot go against everyone in his team in favor of you.


    As you listen in, you understand that the preparation and post-production is more cumbersome than the shooting of the film, especially for a film with many big and often expensive scenes.


    Speed is an action film, so having big and expensive scenes is unavoidable. To prevent the movie going over budget, you will have to think of ways to minimize the expenditure. It isn¡¯t too difficult since you have many never-had-thought-before techniques from your previous world.


    Those techniques are groundbreaking and had never been used here before in this world. However, you know words are cheap and actions speak more loudly. You will prove yourself when directing and editing your movie.


    In the end, you have absolute no say in the matter of filming preparation and scheduling.


    You didn¡¯t mind. Everyone here has the experience and qualification in their respective field and you don¡¯t. Telling them how to do their job will only get them to dismiss you and hate you for it.


    You rather spend your time and energy practicing and learning about your power.


    You peek into each person¡¯s status, attributes, and skillsets. You try to not look closely at their naked body. Thankfully, it wasn¡¯t too hard. Except for Kathleen, everyone is male and old.


    You wouldn¡¯t want to bang her. Her feminism is very contagious. You might just lose your dick if you try. You feel somewhat sorry for her husband.


    Lunch is served when it is time. George left the room with Kathleen and another man to draft up the contract. When they return after lunch, they handed a copy of the contract to everyone.


    You have a quick read of the contract, finding the terms and conditions acceptable. You will get 1% of the profit. You have the power the decision to cast the actors as well as special privileges during the post-production and final editing of the film.


    After everyone have sign the contract and understand their responsibilities, the meeting continues to discuss about photography, scenery, lighting, makeup, clothing, art direction and so on. You eventually zone out since most of these aren¡¯t your field of expertise.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    ¡°Have you thought of a name?¡±


    The person who ask this was the marketing executive, Howard Roffman. He had also zone out of the discussion alongside with you. Through the system, you can tell he has no opinion of you one way or another.


    You are a bit confused. ¡°What name?¡±


    ¡°The name of your studio.¡±


    It is a standard of Hollywood companies to set up subsidiaries to help coordinate the film preparation, advertisement, sponsorship, finances, and personnel. This way, the staff knows exactly what their job involve and who they answer to.


    ¡°Ah.¡±


    You think for a moment about the name of your company. It would need to be registered. It will also be on your business card.


    While you do love filmmaking, you wouldn¡¯t want your studio ¨C and company ¨C to be stuck in the film business only. It is evidence that you could excel greatly in the Music Industry as well. Your knowledge about other industries such as telecommunication and gaming also give you a great advantage.


    ¡°How about Delight Entertainment?¡±


    Howard nods and writes down the name along with your contact information. You talk to him about registering your company and trademarks until the meeting is over.


    It is late in the afternoon.


    When George accompanies you outside, he talks to you a bit more.


    ¡°Have you had any thought about your film crew?¡±


    George isn¡¯t referring to the production team or the filming team. They are provided by Lucasfilm. He is talking about the experts in various field that required for your film. As Speed is an action film with explosion, you would need an explosion expert. If you want a custom theme song, you would need a composer.


    These are people you must negotiate on your own. George could help in this regard, but you will have to do it yourself if you ever want to produce your own movie one day.


    ¡°Yes. I have, uncle George. I will gather them up as soon as possible.¡±


    George simply nods. ¡°See that you do. Once the casting and preparation is done, the filming will begin. These are the easy part.¡±


    You agree with him wholeheartedly. Marketing and distribution sound easy for those outsiders, but it is extremely complicated and difficult, especially for someone like you, who has little to no connection.


    Without George Lucas and his company, Lucasfilm supporting you, your filmmaking career will hit a roadblock. This the reason why major companies like 20th Century Fox and Warner Bros can make or break a director.


    You talk to George Lucas more about your responsibilities before he bids you farewell. Unlike you, he has a lot of work and coordination to do.


    Since George is investing 5 million in your movie plus 10 million for its marketing and distribution, he is treating this like a serious business.


    You are thankful that he did.


    You head to your car while thinking about who you should go fetch first. You would like the people on your team to be around your age. If they too much your senior, they will treat you like a kid. You also like to continue working with them after your first film becomes a box office success.


    They could help you build your company and share in the glory.


    You decide to fetch Mark from Ocean Way Recording. You have work with him recently, and he seems to have a very good ears for music.


    Once you are in your car and left Lucasfilm. Your mobile phone starts to ring. You check who is calling and almost let out a snort.


    You decide to pick up the phone in the end.


    ¡°Hello. What can I do for you Mr. Robinson?¡±

 The Sound Engineer

    Jim Robinson is the head of the editorial department at Warner Bros. You had talked to him when you started hunting for investors. As he was one of the few people hearing you out despite your newcomer status, you decide to return the favor.


    Jim greets you warming before getting to business. He talks in a savvy businessmen tone.


    ¡°Warner Bros. has taken a keen interest in your script. Although we are unable to meet your request as a director at this time, we would like to buy its copyright and right to publish and distribute. The price is negotiable.¡±


    Your arch a brow. You would never sell off any copyright for any amount of money. This is because it is bad business in the future. No one would sell the goose that lay the golden eggs. You sell the eggs instead ¨C meaning merchandising, broadcasting right, and so on.


    Or do it yourself.


    George Lucas makes a killing by exchanging his directorial salary for a full merchandising right of Star Wars. He then went on to make approximately $20 billion via merchandising revenue. He would have made a lot more if he has held the entire copyright of the franchise.


    That was in another world, but there is no reason to suggest that George couldn¡¯t do the same in this one with his budding Star War franchise.


    It is a good thing that you check the contract very carefully, making sure that you still retain all the copyright other than the production and distribution right. These belongs to Lucasfilm as part of your agreement.


    As for Warner Bros, you are curious how much your script would sell for.


    Normally a high-grade screenplay goes for $250,000. It could well exceed 1 to 2 million dollars if the owner is a well-known screenwriter and has been proven to produce profitable work. Your screenplay on the other hand is deemed to be mid-tier quality.


    You are also a newcomer.


    ¡°How much are we talking about?¡±


    Jim Robinson pauses for a moment. He knows that the number quoted by the Board is far too low for any screenplay writer, including newcomers. However, there is a good chance that you would accept the given price. This is because everyone knows about your activities in last several weeks, desperately looking for an investor only to be rejected.


    ¡°We have weighted your script and found it to be of ¨C


    You roll your eyes.


    ¡°Just cut to the chase, Mr. Robinson. I have places to be, and I know you do too.¡±


    You interject. There is no point of talk like business men.


    ¡°We will pay you¡­ 250.¡±Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    Jim Robinson quotes you the number given to him by CEO Meyer. It didn¡¯t sound so bad off the bat if one to misheard.


    ¡°$250,000 huh. I didn¡¯t think my script would go for that price.¡±


    You state with pride.


    Jim realizes that you must have misunderstood the amount. He had meant $250 dollars, not $250,000 like you have assumed. Even so, he did not interrupt you speaking.


    ¡°But I am afraid I can¡¯t take the deal. I have found an investor and they are willing to allow me to direct and even share in the revenue as well as suggestion to the casting and editing of the film. Unless your company can offer me a better term, we will have nothing else to talk about.¡±


    Jim Robinson is utterly shocked. He feels that someone just slap him across the face. He would never imagine you have netted yourself such an impressive deal, especially for a newcomer like yourself.


    ¡°I will have to discuss with the Board.¡±


    You notice his tone had changed but didn¡¯t make anything of it further. ¡°Yes, you go and do that. But if they can¡¯t meet my terms, I promise for my next film, I will go straight to you first.¡±


    There is no need to close any doors, especially ones that apparently fair to you.


    Jim Robinson thanks you for your time. You return the courtesy before hanging up and continue your way to Ocean Way Recording with a happy mood.


    You friend isn¡¯t as savvy as Jim Robinson when you meet up with him. In fact, he is a little pissed that you keep on bothering him at his workplace.


    ¡°What? I already have a job.¡±


    Mark snorts after he heard your proposal. You want him to come and work with you on your new film as a sound engineer. You also tell him your grand plans and your desire to enter the Music Industry in the future.


    ¡°If you can call this a job.¡±


    You joke after looking around the room.


    ¡°But seriously man, this is a golden opportunity, once in a lifetime kind of thing. When I make it big, you will have your very own recording studio! Heck, maybe your very own record label as well. Delight Records!¡±


    Mark raises the middle finger to shut you up.


    ¡°If you make it big. You know how hard it is for me to get this gig? Fuck, I have to run around like an errand boy and work like a slave for months! For months!¡±


    You understand his frustration very well. You have been there before. Getting a good job anywhere is hard, especially when there is no prior experience.


    ¡°And do you even know anything about music?¡±


    Mark asks.


    ¡°Nope. Not at all, but I¡¯m an audience. I know what I like and what I don¡¯t like.¡±


    You are completely honest, staring at your friend.


    ¡°What? Get the fuck out of here and leave me alone!¡±


    Marks shouts and tries to return to his work. He puts his headphone back on and continues listening to countless song tracks and readjusting their audio outputs. Many named and no-named singers had come to the studio to have their single recorded, and it is his job to produce the best version for them.


    You switch off the power to the console to get his attention.


    ¡°What the fuck man!?¡±


    Mark is incredibly pissed. You just interfere directly with his work.


    ¡°Alright, alright. How about this? Since I have time right now, let me help you produce a good single together, and if it reaches the top of the chart, you will come and work for me. I will even double your pay.¡±


    You didn¡¯t bother hearing what Mark had to say before switching the power back on and putting on a spare headphone. You gesture your hand to tell Mark to resume while he still glaring at you.


    He eventually gives up and let you join in.


    As you listen to music, you could see the silvery aura spreading out from the speaker. It is not uniform, and it isn¡¯t as intense as it could be.


    You will need to do a lot of adjusting to get the song topnotch and break all previous records. However, you thought of something and realize you should take advantage of it.


    As Mark replays the previous song, you take the headset off and speak up. ¡°Can I borrow the live room for a minute. Don¡¯t mind me and my screaming okay?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    You head to the live room. Before Mark could switch the audio to hear what you are saying in there, you lay on the floor and start holding your head, screaming and cursing.


    You eventually pass out from the pain.

 The Power of Music

    When you have awoken, you are not in the live recording room anymore. You are now lying flatly on a couch. Your friend must have brought you here after you freaked him out in the studio.


    Your vision and hearing are impaired. You couldn¡¯t see or hear anything properly. This is nothing new to you, and you just needed time to return to normal.


    ¡°Dude, what the fuck happened?¡±


    Mark asks. You could make out his face after several more seconds.


    You could already see something new in your vision. Aside from status and attribute windows hovering around him, strange colors are emanating from his mouth. The colors fade when he stopped talking completely.


    ¡°Nothing. I just wanted to be the one of the greatest music producers to ever lived.¡±


    You answered with a smile, not taking note of everyone else in the room aside from your friend. They didn¡¯t really mind you either as they sit around, chatting and taking a break from their work.


    You have chosen your word very carefully when you were doing a wager with the System.


    You didn¡¯t need to be the best, just one of the greatest music producers to have ever lived. Ever lived is the objective point, meaning you will only fail your goal if you died.


    You have offered your emotions in return for the wager. You wouldn¡¯t need emotions if you are dead ¨C or would you?


    You didn¡¯t know if the soul is a thing and whether you will live on after death. You will cross the bridge when it is times.


    Mark stares at you for a moment, looking puzzled. He then shakes his head. ¡°Just because you wanted to, doesn¡¯t mean you can be. It takes time and a lot of work and dedication.¡±


    ¡°I know. Let¡¯s get back to work.¡±


    You get off the couch.


    You pause for a moment.


    You drop back against the couch.


    ¡°After I get a good nap. I¡¯m still feeling a bit woozy.¡±


    You start to snooze, causing your friend to be flabbergasted.


    ¡°Fuck, this isn¡¯t your house man! You can¡¯t just come here, interfere with my work and then decide to sleep! Don¡¯t you have any shame?¡±


    Apparently, you don¡¯t.


    You ignore your friend and take a good rest, trying to recuperate from the damage to your psych. Your brain is still hurting from the recent ¡°user integration¡±. You hope that you won¡¯t get brain damage as you take on more quest.


    No one will bother you lying there in the common room.


    When you wake up, you came face to face with a little girl with short blond hair.


    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me your name is Christina Aguilera.¡±


    You narrow your eyes and trying to see the resemblance in the girl. Meeting the Princess of Pop and the Pop Princess at the same studio is too much of a coincidence.


    The girl shakes her head cutely. ¡°Christina? She is busy recording her song over there.¡±


    ¡°Is she now?¡±


    You are surprised, but not very. ¡°Interesting. I will go and check her out. Oh, by the way, what is your name? Do you want to be a movie star?¡±


    ¡°A movie stars? Can I really?¡±


    Her eyes sparkled a little. It seems like she destined to be one.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    ¡°Uh huh. You can if you try your hardest. Hard work beats talent any day. Just in case, let me see your potential.¡±


    You narrow your eyes, forcing her attribute window to appear. Before her skillset could appear, a man placed a hand on her shoulder.


    ¡°Come over here, Kristen. I told you not to wander off.¡±


    Kristen waves you goodbye as she followed her father out of the room. You crack your neck and decide to also leave the room. You need to continue persuading your friend to join your team, but before you do, you want to check out Christina Aguilera.


    Christina should be around the same age as Britney Spears or a little older. They are two of the pop icons from your mother¡¯s generation. If history hadn¡¯t changed much, they would still be pop icons in this world.


    You pay attention to Kristen and her father as they talk to one of sound engineers. From the way they addressed him, you learn his name is Tom Bell. That would make his daughter Kristen Bell.


    ¡°Interesting. What a coincidence.¡±


    You murmur before finding the recording room where Christina is at. You spectate along with several people as her voice is topnotch. It is A-rank after all, and it will eventually become S-Rank considering her age.


    She isn¡¯t as fearful or nervous as many other children. She must have been well-trained.


    With your new and improved vision, you didn¡¯t need to hear what she is singing to see the multitude of colors emanating from her lips. The colors come out as wave, and they are very similar to the grey and silvery light that you have seen previously when Britney had sung. The waves are very beautiful, pulsating and bouncing off the walls, amplifying or annihilating each other.


    You smile broadly as you realized what they were.


    Sound waves!


    Your ability to discern whether a song is good or bad has not changed. You can see the color on each of the soundwave and how it affects emotion. This is the power of music ¨C to able to move emotions and manipulate the brain chemistry.


    There is the reason why theme song or soundtracks is used in movies, especially during epic scenes. It is to trigger pleasant memory and the sense of familiarity.


    People registers sounds easier than visual.


    You will capitalize on this.


    Before Christina finishes her song, you left the room and return to where Mark is.


    ¡°Hey Mark! I¡¯m back. Did you miss me?¡±


    You call out once you are inside the room and sitting on the chair adjacent to him.


    ¡°Fuck no.¡±


    Mark snorts and focuses his attention to the sound track. He was listening to it attentively.


    ¡°Heh, don¡¯t be like that. We are in this together.¡±


    You dismiss your friend¡¯s growing annoyance and put on a headphone. ¡°Let¡¯s continue.¡±


    ¡°Dude. Do you mind? I¡¯m busy right now. I¡¯m listening to something.¡±


    Mark allows you to listen in on what he was working on. The song sounds incredible, and as you listen carefully from the beginning to the end, you notice a new window appear in front of you, showing the entire lyrics. Many words are in different colors ¨C some grey, some yellow, some red, some blue, and so on.


    While you haven¡¯t fully figure out which colors denote for which emotions, you are sure that each of the words or sentences trying to covey an emotion within the listeners. However, the emotions is kind of all over the place even if the song sounded very nice to the ear.


    ¡°Who the artist?¡±


    ¡°Bryan Adams.¡±


    ¡°Who¡¯s that?¡±


    Mark sighs and realized your knowledge about the music scene is basically zero. Yet, you want to aim to be a music producer ¨C are you fucking kidding?


    Learn to walk before you run!


    Nevertheless, Mark explains to you who Bryan Adams is. This song had just been released last month, and it is incredibly popular.


    You nod and ponder how you should use your new-found perspective on the lyric.


    The System you have is very overpowering. This is the reason why you wager with it.


    The System will help you archive your goal whatever it may be, just like it granted you the power to discern great actors from bad one for your quest to become the best fucking director. This is the same with music. You can discern great singers from bad one, including lyrics and accompanying background music.


    ¡°Let me borrow a pen and some music paper.¡±


    ¡°The fuck, man? Are you working on this seriously or you¡¯re just messing around?¡±


    ¡°I am working on it seriously.¡±


    You take the spectator seat at the back of the recording room and start writing down the lyric. You start crossing out words and replaces them with new one before singing out loud to yourself. Your vocal sucks, but it isn¡¯t what you are looking for.


    ¡°Look into my eyes


    You will see


    What you mean to me


    ¡­


    Everything I do


    Oh


    I do it for you


    ¡­


    Oh yeah


    I would die for you¡±


    As you sing, the lyrics refreshes on the window before you. Most of the words becomes red, conveying the emotion of love and yearning.


    Once you feel you have reached the best of your songwriting ability, you nod and look up, seeing your friend staring wide-eye at you.


    ¡°You¡¯re a composer now!?¡±


    ¡°Nope. Now I need to find a singer, and I have just the person in mind.¡±


    You sign your name on the new lyrics. Even if it is derived from this world¡¯s version, you still hold the copyright, especially if different background music and vocal is used.


    [Congratulation. You have composed your first song.]


    [You are one step towards becoming one of the greatest music producers ever lived!]


    [A random reward has been awarded to you. The item is placed into your Inventory.]


    ¡°Why thank you, very much for the gift.¡±


    You smile and knew your wager had paid off. This is the reason why you decide to wager before trying to correct any songs. If you did, you would lose out on a reward.


    You would never work for nothing.


    Mark is confused at your remark. ¡°Huh? You are getting weirder and weirder. You¡¯re not on drug, are you?¡±


    ¡°Probably. Hey, come with me if you want to hear another angel sing.¡±

 Voice of an Angel

    You head back to the recording room where Christina Aguilera was.


    It had been almost an hour since you were there, and you hoped that she is still there.


    Marks follows you closely behind. He wasn¡¯t sure why he had listened to you and your antic. Perhaps it was because you surprised him with your songwriting skills.


    In his experience, it was not easy crafting such a beautiful lyric. It is even more so for you as you have no experience as a songwriter.


    You peek inside the recording room when you got there and find it completely empty. It is somewhat expected, considering how much time and money it cost to record an audition tape.


    Mark also looks inside the room. ¡°So, what are we doing here?¡±


    ¡°Looking for an angel.¡±


    You answer nonchalantly and head back outside. You go and check the common room. Many people are there, but not the ones you are looking for.


    Christina must have left with her parents. You could find someone else as singer or leave it for another day. However, that would be giving up.


    You want Christina to sing your song, and you must try your best to do so.


    You recall how many people were there in the recording room before, watching her and listening in on her voice. They must have been impressed by her vocal just like you have.


    You decide to be bold and stand up on a table in the common room.


    ¡°Can I have all of your attention please!¡±


    Once everyone looks at you, you continue.


    ¡°Does anyone have Mr. or Mrs. Aguilera¡¯s phone number? Please give them a call as their daughter has left some of her belongings behind in the recording room. Thank you very much.¡±


    You get off the table and head back out of the common room. Some people take out their phone and begin dialing.


    Mark glares at you disapprovingly. He didn¡¯t say anything until he notices that you are heading back to the recording room from before.


    ¡°Dude, you can go there and wait. I don¡¯t have time to idle around like you.¡±


    You nod in understanding.


    ¡°Okay. I will see you back in your room later.¡±


    When you are back in the recording room, you take a seat and begin waiting.


    Since Christina and her parents had recently left the studio, they shouldn¡¯t be long coming back. You will give them about half an hour before finding someone else.


    While you are stubborn and must have things your way, you aren¡¯t beyond reasons. You will find ways to achieve your goals and meet the same ends.


    It is still better to have things as you envisioned. You envisioned Christina singing your song. It might be strange for a little girl to do so, but it is also an experiment to see the extend of your ability.


    Since there is no one in the room, you decide to take out your reward for composing your first song.


    With a thought, the golden chest materialized in your hands. You slowly opened it and found a black notebook within.


    The golden chest vanishes the moment you took the notebook out of the chest.This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.


    ¡°I wish I can keep¡­¡±


    You close your mouth immediately. Despite how much you wish the chest remains behind, you should never say it out loud with the System listening in.


    The bastard thing tries to have you bang your mother.


    Letting out a heavy sigh, you look at the notebook in your hands and tries to read the title. It was in a language you have never seen before. You are sure that it isn¡¯t in any known language in the world.


    You open the notebook and found there was nothing inside. Just empty lined white pages.


    ¡°What am I supposed to do with this? Write the name of people I hate in here and see if they have a heart attack in 40 seconds?¡±


    [Invalid query. Please try again.]


    ¡°Yeah, yeah, I know.¡±


    You put the book into your inventory as leaving it around is too dangerous. It obviously isn¡¯t a normal notebook no matter its appearance.


    You didn¡¯t want to test the notebook out by writing names inside. You might accidently become Kira if you did.


    About 15 minutes later, the door open. A man and a woman head inside. Behind them are several of their children. One of them is who you are looking for.


    ¡°Excuse me, I had received a call that my daughter left something here.¡±


    You smile and get off the seat.


    ¡°Pardon me, Mr. and Mrs. Aguilera.¡±


    You greet them politely. Luckily you are wearing professionally due to the meeting at Lucasfilm earlier in the day.


    ¡°I represented Delight Records, a subsidiary of Delight Entertainment and a partner of Lucasfilm. We would like to have a moment of your time.¡±


    You produce the Lucasfilm business card since you didn¡¯t have one for Delight Entertainment. You will need to produce some as soon as possible. There are so many opportunities that required them.


    ¡°Lucasfilm?¡± the man enquiries and accepts the business card with both hands. He has never heard of Delight Entertainment, but he has heard of Lucasfilm. It is the company behind Star Wars.


    ¡°Yes. Lucasfilm.¡±


    You emphasize its prestige. You feel no shame in borrow George¡¯s name to do your dirty business. You will use every advantage available.


    ¡°How would you like your daughter to be a superstar, Mr. Aguilera?¡±


    You ask while looking at Christina Aguilera.


    Christina looks nothing like her adult self from your previous world, but you are sure it is her because of her skillsets. She has an A-class vocal and a B-class singing despite her young age.


    ¡°It¡¯s Mr. Kearns.¡±


    Mr. Kearns corrects you. He didn¡¯t believe you and neither did his wife. If becoming a singer let alone a superstar was this easy, everyone would be one. He made his reluctant very clear.


    ¡°I can see great potential in your daughter. How about this? We can have her sing one of our newest songs? It will not take very long. We are willing to even pay for your time. $50 for just one hour.¡±


    Seeing that they were in no hurry, Mr. Kearns and Mrs. Aguilera along with their children followed you back to Mark¡¯s recording room.


    Mark wasn¡¯t surprised to see you, but he was surprised that your little stunt pays off. He immediately greets the couple and wonders which of the kids is the angel you were talking about.


    ¡°Can I talk to your daughter for a moment, Mr. Kearns?¡±


    ¡°As long as she is where I can see her.¡±


    Mr. Kearns answers flatly, making you chuckle. You understand where he is coming from. As a parent, he is very protective of his children, even if they are not his biological children.


    ¡°Do I look a pedophile?¡±


    You whisper to Mark.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    You narrow your eyes and leave it at that. You pay attention to the Christina and place a hand on her tiny shoulders. Ethereal green energies flow out of you and entering the girl.


    ¡°Christina. Are you nervous?¡±


    ¡°No. I¡¯m not nervous.¡±


    ¡°Are you scare?¡±


    ¡°No. I¡¯m not scare.¡±


    ¡°Good. Can you read and memorize this?¡±


    You show her the song you wrote with your other hand. Throughout the whole time, you continue to boost her vocal and singing skill. She feels completely relaxed as you did, and it was a little strange to everyone present.


    When both of her skillsets reach S-Rank and she understands how to sing your song, you allow her to enter the live room with a copy of your note.


    ¡°This is the angel you are talking about?¡±


    ¡°The one and only¡­ at this time. Well, just listen and you will understand.¡±


    Mark shrugs and adjusts the knobs on the console. He tells Christina to sing when she is ready. There is no need for background music or anything like that. Those are added later.


    Christina nods and reads the song over in her mind before singing.


    Sound waves emanating from her lips, forming a beautiful reddish color before surging across the air playfully. They bounce against the wall and reflect upon themselves, causing the red color to be greatly amplified.


    You watch her sing for a moment before closing your eyes, immersing in the beautiful melody that fills your very being. Your heart beat faster and faster until the song climax before being release in a blissful state.


    The song eventually ends and when you open your eyes, you can feel the tears swelling up.


    ¡°Sorry, I have something in my eyes.¡±


    You apologize and rub your eyes.


    ¡°Me too.¡±


    Mark also rubs his eyes.


    You look at Christina as she was also tearful even though she did not know why. It seems that the song also affected her greatly.


    This is a great success. You know this song will touch everyone¡¯s heart.


    You smile at your friend and lean in to talk to him.


    ¡°Mark¡­ can I borrow $50 bucks?¡±

 Explosion Expert

    Mark stares at you for ruining the mood.


    The lyric you have devised with the help from the System is almost perfect. It is only lacking because of your songwriting skill.


    However, when your lyric is being sung by a person with S-rank vocal and singing skill, it has reached the realm of unfathomable.


    It is doubtful that there is anyone in this era could match it.


    ¡°Huh? Why do you need 50 bucks?¡±


    Mark asks after getting over his dismay.


    ¡°To pay an angel for an hour of her time. She is not free, you know. And I only have 32 bucks left on me right now. I need that for dinner, or you would have me going hungry tonight?¡±


    You answer with a sheepish smile.


    Mark lets out a prolonged sigh. He reluctantly gives you the money, which you will give to Mr. Kearns and his wife later. They are standing at the back of the room, watching their young daughter through the glass window alongside with their other children.


    It is unfortunate that none of their other children catches your eyes. You have checked their skillsets, and there is nothing that stand out.


    ¡°Ah, there is also half an hour left. Have her redo a few times, so you have something to choose from when we add background music.¡±


    You suggest.


    Mark continues to record several more version of the songs in the next half an hour, with you listening in and immersing yourself in the harmonic melody.


    You feel that the latter versions of the song are much better since Christina becomes more and more adept at the rhythm. She also sings the song off by heart, as she memorized it fully.


    Christina is very talented in music naturally.


    When the recording finishes, you take off the headphone with a satisfied grin. Your lifeforce was well spent. You only boosted her skills for a little bit more than an hour, but that is enough.


    Mark is also incredible satisfied. He has never heard such a beautiful song before, and he had heard so many already.


    ¡°Alright, you win. I will join your team and help you out with your movie, but I want double pay and I don¡¯t want any dumbass executives telling me how to do my job.¡±


    Mark accepts his defeat. He recalls what happened with Britney Spears as well. With just some words from you, she ascended into an angel with a lovely voice.


    ¡°I guarantee the double pay, but I don¡¯t know about some dumbass. You know how it is in this kind of industry.¡±


    Mark nods in understanding, since the music industry is the somewhat the same as the film industry.


    Working as a grunt, one must deal with an evil overlord.


    Mark puts that thought at the back of his mind.


    ¡°If this song is in store, I think it will top the billboard without any problem. It is one of the¡­ no¡­ the best song I have heard ever. Man, I didn¡¯t know you are such a good songwriter. If you can produce several more like this, you will be famous.¡±Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    ¡°We will be famous.¡±


    You correct.


    ¡°Look, I want you to be onboard with this 100 percent and take the helm when needed. I might write great songs and have good eyes for talented singers, but I am not a musician, not really. I don¡¯t have any experience or qualification in this area.¡±


    You tell your friend clearly and let him think on it.


    You get off your seat and allow Christina out of the live recording room.


    ¡°Can I please continue singing this song? I really, really love it.¡±


    Christina asks politely.


    ¡°Yes, you can.¡±


    You give her a smile and nod. There is no harm in letting her sing it, but with her vocal and singing skill returning to normal level, she will not be able to replicate the recorded version, not without years and years of hard work.


    A decade to be exact.


    Getting to S-Rank from A-Rank doesn¡¯t happen overnight, and that is just her vocal. Her singing needs a lot more work.


    You know that she will realize that sooner or later, and she will come crawling back to you just to sing like just now. Give people a bit of fame, and they will crave it.


    It is a little devious, some may say.


    You let Christina returns to her parents.


    ¡°Thank you. Her voice is incredible. It has brought us to our tears. I believe that she will go very far in the music industry and perhaps the film industry. As for the contract, we will have it ready for you within a week time. Two weeks at the top.¡±


    It is almost unheard of to have a child own a label, especially when that child is currently a nobody.


    However, you are in the business of making stars.


    You want to sign Christina up immediately, but you currently lack the funds or the means. It would be nice if you have your own recording studios.


    You will have one eventually.


    Mr. Kearns nods and accepts your compliment, but he didn¡¯t fully understand why you are so hyped up. He has heard his step-daughter sings many times before, and he thinks that she is still far from being that good.


    This is because only you and your friend heard Christina and being moved by her singing in the whole world ¨C so far.


    You will change that, but not right now.


    Once Mr. Kearns and his wife and his children left the recording room, being 50 bucks richer, you help your friend choose the best version and add background music.


    Just like before, you use your power to determine the best kind of musical instruments to accompany the singing.


    It is only cheating if you get caught.


    It takes about an hour to finish producing a demo tape.


    [Congratulation. You have produced your first song.]


    [You are one step towards becoming one of the greatest music producers ever lived!]


    [A random reward has been awarded to you. The item is placed into your Inventory.]


    You are surprised when you heard that.


    ¡°Huh? So, that happens. Damn, it is easier to get rewarded doing music than making movies.¡±


    You notice your friend, staring at you for your random outburst.


    ¡°Ah, don¡¯t mind me. I¡¯m just talking to myself. So, what you do think of the song? It¡¯s good right?¡±


    Mark dismisses what just happened.


    ¡°It¡¯s good? It¡¯s good!?? Please take me as your student, sensei.¡±


    Mark answer and nearly want to bow down to you. He feels that his years of studying at college was a waste of time. He should have joined you in studying film instead. Then, maybe, he would be as good as you.


    ¡°But seriously though, this is the best thing I have ever heard. We should find a publisher and let it out into the world!¡±


    Mark is very excited.


    You think about it for a moment and wish the internet is well developed. The whole music industry was turned on its head when musician takes their work to the internet. Sadly, it is not developed yet, and company like Yahoo and Google does not exist.


    ¡°When we have time.¡±


    You think about how to get this song out there as quickly as possible. You are not worrying about the money. You are far more concern about how to maximize exposure. With your godlike ability, you can always create more hits.


    ¡°Now that you are onboard, I need to find an explosion expert since my film is an action film with a lot of explosions. Got anyone in mind? I was thinking of getting the twins, but I¡¯m a little worry because of their antic.¡±


    ¡°You worry of their antic? I think they should be more worry about yours.¡±


    ¡°Hey! What is that supposed to mean?¡±


    Mark waves his hand dismissively.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t want to go to the twins, I think I know a person. His name is Michael and he loves blowing things up. He¡¯s a bit of a pervert though¡­. so, I¡¯m sure you will get along with him just fine.¡±


    You narrow your eyes at your friend before shrugging. If you have the chance and the time, you will probably bang every hot babe you see.


    ¡°Michael huh? I hope it¡¯s not Michael Bay.¡±


    Mark blinks at your remark.


    ¡°Huh? You know him?¡±

 The Third Reward

    ¡°You could say that I am a big fan of his.¡±


    You answer your friend slowly.


    ¡°In another life.¡±


    You add with a smile.


    You don¡¯t hate Michael Bay. In fact, in your previous life, you enjoyed his movies for what they are ¨C popcorn flicks.


    Michael knows his targeted audiences, regardless of whatever the critics say. His movies always racked it in the box office returns. This just mean that a lot of people enjoyed his movies. They are willing to keep paying him so that he can keep making those kinds of movies.


    Profitability will always be the bottom line in Hollywood. If a franchise is bringing the big bucks despite the criticisms, it is a good franchise.


    In other word, the audience matter, not the critics.


    This was why Fifty Shades of Grey was a box office success and spawned two sequels, forming a trilogy despite being a critical failure.


    However, if you must choose between Michael Bay and Christopher Nolan to direct your film, you will choose Christopher Nolan every time.


    His movies are both enjoyable and artistic.


    The Dark Knight trilogy is one of your favorite movies of all time. You would love to be part of the crew when it is in production in this universe.


    You wonder where Christopher Nolan is right now. He should also be around your age, having born in the 1970.


    Mark looks at you and wonders what the hell you were just saying. He shakes his head afterwards, not wanting to spend too much braincells on your antic.


    ¡°So, do you know him or not?¡±


    Mark wants a serious answer, and you decide not to beat around the bush anymore.


    Time are wasting, and readers are waiting.


    ¡°Nope. Never met the guy before.¡±


    You pause and then ask: ¡°How do you know him anyway?¡±


    Mark shrugs lightly. ¡°He made some music videos. Pretty good, if I must say so myself. That reminds me. Music videos are super popular right now. It will help sells this song.¡±


    You nod in agreement. You know all about Music Television, or more commonly known as MTV. Music videos is still a great way to distribute music from the time you came from, especially in the era of self-broadcasting like Youtube and Twitch.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    ¡°Yeah, I know. We will produce them when we have some capitals and sign-on artists. It is not needed right now. Anyway, since you know Michael, can you set up a meeting for me? I will give him a proposal that he can¡¯t refuse.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re going to make a bet with him too?¡±


    Mark asks.


    You chuckle.


    ¡°Sure, why not¡­ I just need to know what he is really into. But if everything fails, I will just throw hot girls at him. He is like me, right?¡±


    Hot girls are super effective!


    ¡°I really don¡¯t want to know about that.¡±


    Mark answers and rubs his temple.


    ¡°As for Michael, I will give him a call right after I get off work today. I can¡¯t make any promises though.¡±


    Mark returns his attention to the console.


    ¡°Just try your best. I can¡¯t expect more than that. Also, give me a copy of the Christina¡¯s song. Actually, make me a dozen copies or so.¡±


    Mark creates a dozen copies in the form of cassette tapes for you.


    ¡°You¡¯re going to look for a publisher?¡±


    ¡°Nah, but you can try and find one if you like. Let them listen to the song and they will go nuts over it, probably. You can charge them whatever you think is appropriate. As for me. I¡¯m going to send these copies to radio station around town.¡±


    You tell Mark before the cassette tapes vanish in your hand. You just stash them in your Inventory.


    ¡°The fuck? How did you do that?¡±


    You smirk. ¡°A magician never reveals his secret.¡±


    Mark winces at you as the cassette tapes appear back in your palm before vanishing again. You did a few more times just to annoy him before waving him goodbye.


    ¡°Fucking showoff.¡±


    You hear Mark cursing you as you left the recording room. You head outside to your car.


    Once inside your car, you pop one of the cassette tapes into the player to listen to Christina repeatedly as you drive to the closest office supplies store and printing shop.


    You need to print some business cards and buy some office supplies.


    You got the business card easily since it didn¡¯t need to overly decorative. Just the name of your studio slash company ¨C Delight Entertainment ¨C and your name and position. All on a white background, no logo.


    You should have gotten these business card a long time ago, likely just to spam at major companies in Hollywood.


    As for office supplies, you need some envelopes, papers and pen. You pay for them instead of putting them in your Inventory and walking out of the store afterwards. That would be stealing.


    You did stash the office supplies into your Inventory when you are outside of the store.


    It is easier than having to carry them over to your car.


    Your Inventory is useful that way.


    People who saw stuffs magically vanishes in your hands are bewildered. You simply smile at them and be on your way. Let them think whatever. They cannot prove it one way or another.


    You drive to the post office afterwards. There, you package each tape into an envelope with a letter of introduction. You address the envelope to some of the major radio stations in Los Angeles, such as KCRW, KDAY, KNAC, KROQ, KXLU, KCBS, KSWD ¨C that is a lot of K.


    You send one to ALT 98.7 just to stop yourself from being radio-cist.


    By the time you are done, it is late evening and you are hungry.


    You decide to drop by a pizza joint on your way home to have dinner.


    After parking your car, you take out the golden chest from your Inventory. It is the reward you gained for producing your first song.


    You wonder what kind of reward you get. You hope it is better than that black notebook sitting in your Inventory. Maybe it is a new skill.


    You slowly open the chest, only to find it is emptied.


    You open the chest fully and found that there is an emoji with tongue out carved into the bottom.


    ¡°What the!?¡±


    The golden chest vanishes.


    ¡°What the fuck!?¡±

 Twisted Emotion

    Apparently, the System just trolled you with an empty chest.


    Or perhaps, you are unlucky enough to get an empty chest as a random reward.


    This mean that the random reward the System gives can also be no reward at all.


    If you have known what is inside the chest without opening it, you could sell the chest to a pawn shop for some quick bucks.


    It was made of solid gold, so it should worth something ¨C until they open it.


    You might bring unwanted attention to yourself when that happened.


    Perhaps it is a good thing that the chest vanishes.


    Anyway, seeing that there is no use crying over spill milk, you got out of your car and entered the pizza joint to have dinner as it is getting late.


    The restaurant is packed with people ¨C mostly family.


    You find a vacant table and then order your favorite pizza.


    A teenager takes your order. ¡°It will be 30 minutes wait.¡±


    You didn¡¯t mind the wait, and you didn¡¯t pay attention to him any further.


    As you wait for your dinner, you scrutinize the nearby families carefully. Most of them have red strings coming out of their body, connecting to another person.


    That just means they love and care for each other a lot.


    You did notice some strings have a hint of yellow, partial yellow or fully yellow. This is likely the owner of the string feeling fear or wariness to a person.


    This is very evidence in several children. They have these kinds of string, connecting to their father or uncle or older brother.


    You know that you can manipulate these strings, by pulling or tugging on them physically. You have accidently tested this on your mother.


    Doing so has jolted her affection for you.


    It also confuses her emotionally, diffusing lust and love. At least, that is what you theorized from what you saw last night.


    You want to confirm the theory.


    You also wonder if you can rip the string ¨C and you wonder what would happen if you did something like that?


    You need some test subjects, hopefully ones that won¡¯t cause a lot of troubles down the road.


    Before you hunt for your preys in the restaurant, your phone rings.


    Mark is calling, so you answer the call as it is likely about Michael Bay. You are very interested in having him on your crew as an explosion expert.


    ¡°Hey. So, I call Michael and ask if he could meet up and discuss some business venture together.¡±


    Mark pauses for a moment.


    ¡°He¡¯s somewhat skeptical, but he agrees to meet us¡­ for a movie. It¡¯s the newest Terminator movie that just came out. You know, the one with Sylvester Stallone in it. A few of my friends will be coming as well. I¡¯m assuming you want to come, right?¡±


    You reply that you would.


    ¡°Great. Oh, bring some girls if you know some. Hot ones.¡±Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    You assure Mark that you will try to bring some girls.


    After Mark hangs up, you place your phone on the table and have a thought about Terminator movies of this universe.


    Its name remained unchanged as well as its director, being James Cameron. However, its lead actor is not Arnold Schwarzenegger. Instead, it is Sylvester Stallone.


    This mean there is no iconic moments like ¡°I¡¯ll be back¡±.


    Arnold Schwarzenegger is not a prominent actor in this universe. He remains mainly as a professional body builder.


    This also mean some of Arnold¡¯s movies didn¡¯t exists like The Last Action Hero.


    In fact, a lot of movies you know from your previous life weren¡¯t released when they are supposed to or forever in production hell.


    Home Alone is an example.


    The movie should have been released last year, in November 1990. It is still in production as far as you know, but in fact, the production has stopped just a couple of months into the filming, and the entire project is shelfed afterwards.


    Disney has something to do with Hughes Entertainment filing for bankruptcy.


    Since you love seeing Arnold as the Terminator, you make a note in your mind to go grab Arnold when you have a chance.


    Another reboot with Arnold as the Terminator is in order.


    The terminator franchises have been rebooted so many times in your past, including the stupid gender bender version that basically kills the already dying franchise.


    You put all that ideas in the back of your mind before picking up the phone again.


    You call Howard Hoffman, the marketing executive of Lucasfilm. You want to register Delight Records as in the upcoming days, one or all the radio stations will be playing your songs, propelling Christina to stardom.


    You are reasonably sure of this. Having a registered trademark behind the voice is a must.


    You also decide to register a few more shell companies. They are shell companies for now.


    Howard isn¡¯t too pleased to hear your request since it costs money to register a company, even if it is a shell company.


    ¡°You want to register Delight Records, Delight Interactive, Delight Communication, Delight Literature as subsidiaries of Delight Entertainment?¡±


    You assure him that you do, and as for the registration and ongoing cost, you will repay Lucasfilm after your movie is in theater.


    You believe you will have all the funding you need by then.


    Howard is not happy with that, but considering George Lucas has vouched for you, he will carry what you requested as soon as possible.


    Your phone returns to your pocket once you finished chatting with Howard on the legal matters. Even though he is not happy with all your demands, he is very forthcoming and friendly to you.


    ¡°Here¡¯s your pizza. Please enjoy your meal.¡±


    A teenage girl places your pizza before you with a warm smile. She isn¡¯t a looker, but she was far easier on the eyes than the last person attended you.


    Her name is Ashley. It is on her nameplate.


    You thank Ashley before she heads to another table with their order.


    You examine her attributes, skillsets as well as her body while enjoying your pizza.


    Ashley has several strings connecting to various people in the restaurant, with one vibrant red string connected to a guy sitting in the corner of the room.


    He is having a drink and appears to be waiting.


    You focus on the guy and found he also have a red string connecting to Ashley.


    They like each other, so they are boyfriend and girlfriend.


    When Ashley passes you again, you reach out your hand to take hold of the red string connecting to her boyfriend. If you didn¡¯t use any force, the string stretches to accommodate her movement around the room.


    You finish a slice of pizza before tugging the string lightly and playfully. It is an experiment to you.


    Ashley stops as you did and heaves her chest heavily. Her cheeks become flush with red.


    She then looks at her boyfriend, who is waiting for her to finish her shift.


    The feeling of mingled lust, love, affection soon passes when you stop tugging the string.


    Once Ashley recovers completely and went to get another order, you tug the strings harder and more recklessly than before.


    Ashley nearly trips over when you did. She has to use a pole for support. Her face is red as she having trouble breathing. She gasps and moans softly as you twirl the string.


    It seems that you have the power to mess with people emotions. After knowing that, you inhale a few more slices of pizza and allowing the poor girl to continue her job.


    Ashley shakes her head and forces herself to another table to deliver an order.


    ¡°Umm¡­ this isn¡¯t what I order?¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­ I¡¯m¡­ so¡­ sorry. Yours will¡­ be out¡­ soon.¡±


    Ashley apologizes slowly and takes the pizza to the adjacent table. Throughout the whole time, she is unable to keep an eye off her boyfriend. Her face shows that she is being intoxicated with the emotion of love, lust, yearning and so on.


    Ashley struggled back to the counter. ¡°I ¡­ need a break¡­¡±


    Without getting an acknowledgement from her boss, Ashley heads to her boyfriend and grab him by the arm. She drags him forcefully off his seat.


    ¡°Woah, Ashley? Slow down.¡±


    The guy calls out when he was push into the toilet for the disables. She enters after him and locks the door behind her. Thumping and crashing noises could be heard before shouting and screaming.


    Moaning, groanings and grunting soon follows, causing a few people going to the toilet to raise their eyebrows.


    You enjoy another slice of pizza while the couple enjoys each other.