Re Zero If 2021 Novels & Stories

“Sign this agreement. It extends your probation by three months and cuts your pay by forty percent.” Adeline Lancaster, the HR manager, casually filed her nails. She didn’t bother looking up as she rolled her eyes. “Don’t think this company can’t run without you just because you wrote the core architecture. “Tristan Rothwell has taken over all your code. You can pack your things and get out whenever you want.” I stared at her arrogant face and let out a cold chuckle. I had been with the company for three months and written every single line of the core codebase. Yet she had stalled my permanent position approval for over twenty days. She wanted to steal my hard work, cut my hard-earned

Forever. {Laumlayag. See you across space-time...} At exactly 00:00:00 and with the last percent of battery, Ecto goes away onto the Internet and Ecto 2.0 powers down.

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"

“You know he didn’t only show his wedding ceremonies, but he also showed off his beautiful wife and good children on f******k, zalo…In today's society, everybody follows each other through social network sites. Anyone who regularly updates their status and news. Outsiders know them better than the members in their family. I said you should install f******k or zalo, sometimes we talk together but you always refuse. That's the reason why you’re a person who belongs to the old generation. Daisy said I thought I was ancient enough, but when I returned, some people were more ancient than me. Thanks to this, Daisy was much more comfortable chatting with Abel than at first. They quickly arrived at

Her tactical armor was unbuckled at the shoulders, letting the warm, salt-tinged air hit her scarred skin. "They're confused," Thorne answered, adjusting a copper dial. "The primary initialization pulse from the valley didn't just knock out the corporate security grids; it cleared every regional debt registry along the coast. The local digital markets; the ones that had been trying to stabilize using the Swiss relays just experienced a total settlement. Every account has been balanced back to zero under the authority of 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗡𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀 𝗟𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗿.

It was about the Inheritance of Responsibility. "There’s a third protocol, isn't there?" Clara asked. "The one your father mentioned in the 'London Archive.' The Zero-Sum Exit." Hope’s breath hitched. "Mom, that’s not an exit. That’s a... it’s a total erasure. If we trigger the Zero-Sum, every trace of the Thorne-Vance influence vanishes. The tech, the bio-pulse, the mountain... and us." "The world stays," Clara said, her voice filled with a peace that surpassed understanding. "The people stay. The orchard stays. Only the 'Debt' is erased."

Time to end this one way or another. ***

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In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face. His voice, muffled against the pillow, grew hoarse until only a whisper remained. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." His phone buzzed again. His assistant was on the other end, voice tight with urgency. "Mr. Wynn, 60% of Wynn Group's shares have just been transferred out." Jasper pulled himself together and rushed to the office. When he pushed open the conference room doors, the board members were already waiting, and not one of them looked sympathetic.