Let's Squander A Billion First! - Chapter 49 - : Everyone’s Idol (19)

Urano, a bookworm who had finally found a job as a librarian at a university, was sadly killed shortly after graduating from college. She was reborn as the daughter of a soldier in a world where the literacy rate is low and books were scarce. No matter how much she wanted to read, there were no books around. What is a bookworm to do without any books? Make them, of course. Her goal is to become a librarian! So that she may once again live surrounded by books, she must start by making them herself.

Since I’m good-looking, I might as well become an actor.

Alex, a young man with ambition but unfortunate life.He grew up as an orphan and from a very young age, learned to stand on his own feet.Barely making a living by searching through the dumpsite for things that could be sold.One day, when he came back home from the dumpsite, Alex decided to rest on the new sofa that he got from the dumpsite just the other day.But unexpectedly something magical happened to him.A stone inlaid on the sofa suddenly brought him to an alternate dimension!And there, Alex rise started, controlling the luck of the world.Everything runs through his favor.Whenever a problem comes up, it gets solve unknowingly.When he lacks money, gold suddenly fell down from the sky.Opening a treasure chest will always give great rewards.Lottery is nonsense, he will win no matter what.When a strong monster is about to kill him, it will trip on a rock and have its head explode, dying by itself.That's how against the sky he is!From then on, Alex became known as 'Fortune', the one who controls luck!

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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