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The Wallet From Pulp

Godly Programming from the Start

Jeff, who died while doing his usual daily routine, found himself transmigrated into another world one that was twice the size of Earth. At first, he thought life would be the same. Peaceful. Boring, even. Just another world with different skies and landscapes. But he was wrong. On one fateful night, while he lay in his small room, a sudden ding echoed through the air. It was sharp, clear, and unnatural like something out of a sci-fi film. And then… something appeared before his eyes. [Luck Spin System has finally bind] [Congratulation you have gotten a skill: Godly Programming] With this luck finally his dream can finally come true which is making games, seeing that their was no minecraft in this world he decided to recreate it. Then his journey began starting as a programmer, he quickly rose to dominate the digital field, racing field, swimming field, shooting field, combat field, robotics field, hacking field, academic field, business field, gaming field, drone piloting field, artificial intelligence field, engineering field, virtual reality field, and even the military simulation field What would Jeff do with all these, skill and titles read to find out of course. ... This novel is based on my personal fantasies and dreams. It shows what I imagine life could be like, even if not everything is real. Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll continue to support me on my journey as an author. ******************************************** DISCLAIMER ******************************************** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications (such as ChatGPT, Minecraft, or other well-known services), or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.
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A call from the dead

A year after the tragic disappearance of his wife, Emily, Daniel Carter is still haunted by unanswered questions. The official reports say she’s dead, but no body was ever found. The grief is suffocating, but Daniel has forced himself to move on—until one night, his phone rings. The caller ID reads a name that shouldn't exist anymore. Emily. At first, he thinks it’s a cruel joke. But then he hears her voice, whispering a chilling message: "Daniel… stop digging." From that moment, his world spirals into madness. The next day, he finds a coin—just like the one Emily used to carry—engraved with the same warning. The deeper he looks, the stranger things become. The phone company confirms Emily's number was disconnected a year ago. There are no call records. No one believes him. As Daniel follows the cryptic clues, he starts uncovering things about Emily’s past that he never knew—secrets she buried deep, connections to people who seem just as eager for him to stop his search. And every time he gets too close, another warning appears… or worse, another call from his dead wife. But if Emily is truly gone, then who’s calling him? And if she’s still alive… then why is she so desperate for him to stop? With time running out and danger closing in, Daniel must decide—does he risk everything to uncover the truth, or does he heed Emily’s warning and turn back before it’s too late? Because some secrets aren’t meant to be unearthed. And sometimes, the dead don’t rest because they were never dead to begin with.
Isa_joyce · 622 Views
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