Kana took action quickly, and two days later in the afternoon, Zhang Xinyuan's door was knocked.

He opened the door and saw three people standing in the corridor, two women and one man.

The woman in the front had shiny golden hair, blue eyes, and distinct Western features. She had an outstanding appearance, with a tall figure of about 1.75 meters, and her prominent chest attracted attention.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Xinyuan!" The golden-haired woman greeted Zhang Xinyuan in fluent Chinese.

"You are the leader Kana?" Zhang Xinyuan asked cautiously.

"Yes, there is no need to address me with formalities. We are all authors, equal in status. We may even become colleagues in the future." Kana smiled and replied lightly.

"Wow, bro, you look older than I imagined. I thought you were around the same age as me." The man behind Kana exclaimed, and Zhang Xinyuan knew who it was from his tone - Ma Youcai.

"Hello there."

Ma Youcai looked like he was in his twenties, with shifty eyes and a sporty outfit of sneakers and tight pants. He looked energetic, and standing next to Kana with her blonde hair and blue eyes, there was a strange mismatch.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Heize Lianyue. I hope we can get along well in the future, Xinyuan!" The black-haired woman behind Kana smiled and nodded.

The black-haired woman also looked young, with a melon seed face and a star-like appearance like Kana's, but with a hint of Eastern subtlety that matched Zhang Xinyuan's aesthetics.

Zhang Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly greeted the three guests into the house, "Please come in and have a seat. Let me make some tea."

"No need, we are here to pick you up, Mr. Zhang Xinyuan. How are your preparations? Do you need any help?" Kana asked.

"I don't need to prepare, I can leave anytime. After becoming an author, I quit my job. Now I'm just a free man."

Zhang Xinyuan didn't have anything valuable in his house, so he took his phone and wallet, changed into a more presentable outfit, and left with Kana and the others.

After leaving the house, the four of them got into the car.

"The other newcomers are also in this city, but they are staying in a hotel, not coming to pick you up with us. Now I'll take you to meet them." Kana sat in the driver's seat and started the car with the keys.

Heize Lianyue sat in the passenger seat, and Ma Youcai naturally sat next to Zhang Xinyuan.

Kana was indeed efficient, they didn't waste any time and left right after meeting. Zhang Xinyuan felt a little uncomfortable, probably due to his inner insecurity.

"Bro, how old are you? Don't tell me you're already 40 this year." Ma Youcai asked with a smile.

"Do I look that old? I'm only 33 this year."

"Ten years older than me! I can call you big brother." Ma Youcai exaggeratedly called out.

"Among this group of newcomers, Zhang Xinyuan is the oldest." Kana said while driving.

"Kana, how old are you?" Ma Youcai asked playfully.

"Kid, you won't find a girlfriend like this!" Kana snorted, showing her dissatisfaction.

"Ma Youcai, it's impolite to ask a girl's age like that." Heize Lianyue laughed.

Ma Youcai seemed to be someone who easily got acquainted with others, as he had become quite familiar with the others during this time.

Zhang Xinyuan felt more relaxed. He quite liked this atmosphere of friendly interaction. If it were like the hierarchical relationship in the company, he would have a hard time adapting.

He wondered if the other authors in the Hope Association were also like this.

Ma Youcai ignored the sarcastic remark and turned his attention back to Zhang Xinyuan, "Big bro, you are already a working adult, what do you do now?"

"Just a low-level worker, doing whatever I can." Zhang Xinyuan shook his head, "What about you?"

"I'm a college student, and that neon girl is also a college student. But I'm just a regular student, while she is from Kyoto University and speaks better Chinese than I do."

Speaking of which, Ma Youcai changed the topic, "Bro, is your book 'Ordinary Biography' based on your personal experience?"

"Ordinary Biography" was Zhang Xinyuan's book title, where he wrote about his personal experiences over the years. Zhang Xinyuan didn't plan on writing a long novel, so he included his stories like a diary. It was estimated to be completed in less than a hundred thousand words.

The story is not yet finished, only written up to his failed entrepreneurship and his return to the life of a salaried worker.

"Yeah, the protagonist of this book is me. Every word I write is true. I want to write down the mistakes I made when I was young. If readers can benefit from it, that would be my honor."

"Can you tell us what happened afterwards? Did your entrepreneurship fail again?" Ma Youcai asked curiously.

"Entrepreneurship? No..." Zhang Xinyuan shook his head bitterly and briefly explained his experiences over the years.

By the end of his story, Ma Youcai couldn't help but take a deep breath. He couldn't imagine the courage Zhang Xinyuan had to take a gamble of 400,000 yuan, and the depth of despair that drove him to contemplate suicide.

"Brother, although you failed, I admire you as a man. Ma Youcai here salutes you." Ma Youcai gave him a thumbs-up.

Zhang Xinyuan chuckled self-mockingly, "I'm just a loser in life. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, but I came across that website."

"Of course, that's lucky. After becoming an author, we are all superior beings. We'll have plenty of money and beautiful women will just come to us. By the way, brother, you're not young anymore. Have you ever thought of finding a partner? You can share the life pressure together."

"If I were a rich second generation, I would probably have become a boss by now, without ending up like this. Life is inherently unequal. I cannot decide my birth, but I can decide the birth of my child. I don't want my child to come into this world. Even if they do, they will suffer like me... So I never planned to get married."

Zhang Xinyuan's topic became too heavy, even Ma Youcai felt oppressed. He wondered if Black Moon had recalled something and had become silent as well.

"We're here."

Karna parked the car next to a high-end hotel, and at the entrance of the hotel, a group of people had been waiting. They had received advance notice from Karna and all came down to greet Zhang Xinyuan's arrival.

Zhang Xinyuan looked at them - three unfamiliar faces, two men and one woman, all of them Asians with average looks, not as stunning as Karna and Liangyue.

"Mr. Zhang Xinyuan, let me introduce you. This is Kim Tae-chul, Neon Man." Karna smiled and pointed to a messy-haired guy who covered one eye.

Kim Tae-chul nodded, his gaze only staying on Zhang Xinyuan for two seconds before shifting to Karna's ample chest. Apparently afraid of being noticed by the latter, he didn't dare to look blatantly.

"And this is Arin Najib, a Malaysian." Karna pointed to a thin black man. The thin man looked at Zhang Xinyuan and grinned, "Nie hao."

Zhang Xinyuan: "Hello, hello."

"And this is Songen Banya, a Thai." Karna pointed to the last woman. She looked about fifteen or sixteen, with braided hair, thick lips, and a prominent scar on her neck.

Songen Banya seemed timid and didn't say anything.

"Miss Karna, isn't there also a Korean?" Zhang Xinyuan remembered that there were originally eight people in the group chat, and now there were only seven.

"Unfortunately, Choi Yanzhen seems to have failed in his three submissions and died in a mysterious incident." As she said this, Karna's expression dimmed. "It happened so suddenly and he didn't tell us in advance. What a pity."

"He's dead?" Zhang Xinyuan's heart sank.

Before, he had some doubts about the high mortality rate of authors, thinking that Karna was just scaring the newcomers. But now Zhang Xinyuan truly believed it.

Horror Novel Web, what exactly do you want to do?

...

With such a heavy heart, Zhang Xinyuan stayed in the hotel for one night. The next morning, he followed Karna and the other new authors onto a plane bound for Twineyor.

The plane tickets and other related documents were all prepared by the Hope Association. All the expenses of association members were reimbursed, and the conditions were top-notch.

Karna's schedule was tight, leaving no room for Zhang Xinyuan to buffer. To be honest, besides Ma Youcai, Zhang Xinyuan didn't have much conversation with the others.

This was also because of his honest personality. Zhang Xinyuan was not good at socializing, so he often didn't receive the favor of his superiors. Over time, he was marginalized in the company and was unlikely to reach higher levels.

...

In a first-class seat, Ma Youcai drank red wine and ate a medium-rare steak that had just been grilled. There was also a bowl of chilled crayfish next to him. He was truly enjoying his meal.

"When I was studying, I never thought that one day I would be able to sit on a plane and have a lavish meal. This is truly the life of the privileged, it's amazing," Ma said.

"I have to thank Miss Kana for all of this," Haidze Lianyue said, ordering a fruit salad and smiling at the blonde Kana.

Kana smiled back and responded, "Feel free to indulge, the association will cover all the expenses. The president won't mind."

"What kind of person is the president? He seems quite mysterious. Could it be that you, Kana, are actually the president?" Ma asked.

Someone had asked Kana about the president before, but she just replied mysteriously, saying, "You'll find out when we get to Twiyao."

This made the newcomers very curious.

Kana was startled and looked around, then shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Don't say that. It's not good if someone overhears. How could I be the esteemed president? You better think before you speak, young man – respect the president, understand?"

"I... I understand, sorry..." Ma was a bit confused by Kana's warning expression.

"Lordsen, aren't you going to eat something?" Lianyue glanced at Zhang Xinyuan.

Zhang Xinyuan shook his head, "No, you guys go ahead. I don't have much of an appetite."

"Just eat, Kana said the association will reimburse us. Don't worry."

"No, I really don't have an appetite. When you get older, you can't eat as much as you could when you were younger."

"Mr. Zhang, do you have any health issues? From your complexion, it seems like your health is not very good," Lianyue asked.

"Probably some lingering health issues from my previous job. I've always been weak, and I've gotten used to it after a long time. I haven't been to the hospital."

"After we arrive in America, make sure to get a thorough health checkup. Get all your problems treated and take care of yourself. The association will cover your medical expenses."

"Thank you so much."

"These are all rules set by the president. Thank him if you want to thank anyone," Kana said.

"Of course, of course."

Afterwards, Kana went to chat with Banya and Nagi, leaving Zhang Xinyuan with Haidze Lianyue and Ma.

Zhang Xinyuan looked out the window.

The vast expanse of blue and white, with blue sky above and white clouds below. The sun cast its light from an invisible angle. He never imagined that one day he would be above the clouds, flying to the other end of another world.

"What's wrong, Xinyuan? You seem troubled," Haidze Lianyue's voice sounded in his ear, pulling Zhang Xinyuan out of his thoughts.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Haidze. I guess it's my first time on a plane, so I'm a little uncomfortable."

"In the future, flying will become a regular thing. It's better to get used to it as soon as possible."

"Yes, in the future..."

What will the future hold? Will it be a struggle for survival or flying high? Zhang Xinyuan didn't know.

"Xinyuan, hehe, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before," Lianyue casually poked at the cherries in her salad with her fork.

Zhang Xinyuan paused and subconsciously glanced at the girl next to him, realizing that she was struggling with a cherry, and quickly looked away.

Was it just an illusion? He felt like she was trying to strike up a conversation with him. Zhang Xinyuan's heart couldn't help but beat faster.

Zhang Xinyuan's love history was a blank page, he hadn't even had his first love. But he didn't long for it, his yearning for love had been buried along with his youthful blood.

He knew that girls wouldn't pursue an uninteresting and mediocre man, especially one ten years younger.

"Miss Haidze, I..." Zhang Xinyuan was about to say something, but suddenly a cherry was stuffed into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste of the cherry melted in his mouth, and Zhang Xinyuan widened his eyes in surprise, looking at her.

"You can just call me Lianyue," the girl pulled back her fork and smiled playfully.

They say when a man pursues a woman, it's a mountain away; but when a woman pursues a man, it's just a thin layer of veil. He used to think he had no emotions, but now he realized that he just hadn't been flirted with by a beautiful girl.

Zhang Xinyuan coughed and looked out the window, disguising his embarrassment. After calming down, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous – he was being presumptuous again. It was impossible between them no matter how he thought about it.

...

The plane landed safely at Twiyao Kennedy International Airport, and after the seven of them got off the plane, they walked along the designated corridor and arrived at the terminal square.

In the middle of the square, people were coming and going, and only one person stood out among the crowd, like an amaryllis blooming among the weeds, eye-catching yet dangerous – at least that's how it seemed to Zhang Xinyuan and the author. In the eyes of the passersby, he was a wealthy young man, perhaps even more dazzling with his luxury car in the background.

He was a handsome man with brown curly hair and a tall figure. He squinted his eyes, with a smile on his lips, exuding a gentle and elegant demeanor.

When Kena saw the man, her expression became respectful and admiring. She quickly walked up to him and bowed, "Lord Ville, I can't believe you came in person."

"Yes, I wanted to meet these lovely newcomers in advance." Ville smiled.

"Is he the president? He's quite handsome..." Ma Youcai leaned in next to Zhang Xinyuan.

"Probably... I guess?" Zhang Xinyuan replied.

Kena turned around and looked at the newcomers, "Everyone, pay attention. This is our desired association's president and founder, Lord Velley Ringozo!"

She repeated in another language.

"Alright, let's talk about the rest at headquarters. Newcomers, get on the bus." Ville smiled and snapped his fingers.