Ashmusy Asks VeryDarkMan for Help After Losing 33 Million Naira to a Scam 👀🙌🏾 Popular influencer Ashmusy recently reached out to activist VeryDarkMan for help after reportedly losing 33 million naira to a scammer. The news has sparked a lot of reactions online, with many curious about VeryDarkMan’s response. According to posts on X, Ashmusy privately messaged VeryDarkMan, asking him to assist her in recovering the money. This comes after a past disagreement where Ashmusy allegedly called him names during a previous encounter. Despite their history, VeryDarkMan reacted with a mix of surprise and humor, pointing out the irony of her asking for his help now. He later agreed to assist her, which has left fans talking. This isn’t the first time these two have made headlines. Last year, VeryDarkMan called out Ashmusy for not delivering on a 1 million naira advertising deal, which she refunded after his public outcry. Now, with this new 33 million naira scam, their story continues to grab attention. What do you think about Ashmusy’s plea and VeryDarkMan’s reaction?😲 #Bloom

Behind every iPhone is the hard work of thousands of factory workers in China. The real tech story isn't just in the design — it's in the hands that build it. #MadeInChina #AppleManufacturing #iPhoneAssembly #TechReality #BehindTheTech

Let me tell you a Moonlight Story 🌙 🥰🔥 Title: The Prince and the Forbidden Flame" Once upon a time, under the whispering baobab trees of Ujamaa Kingdom, there lived a noble prince named Jabari. He was brave, wise, and destined to rule after his father, King Omotayo. The kingdom adored him, yet tradition bound his every move—especially when it came to choosing a wife. Now, in the outskirts of the kingdom lived Abeni, a girl marked by the elders as an outcast. Her mother had broken tribal laws long ago, and though Abeni was innocent, she bore the curse of her lineage. She lived in the shadows of society, her presence always met with silence or stares. But Abeni had a rare gift—she could speak to animals and heal the wounded with herbs known only to the forest. One fateful night, Prince Jabari was hunting in the forest when a lion attacked his party. He was badly wounded and separated from his guards. Abeni found him unconscious by the river and tended to him with her secret herbs. She saved his life. For days, he stayed with her in her humble hut, watching her speak to birds, dance with butterflies, and heal with love. He fell in love—not with her beauty alone, but with her spirit. When he returned to the palace, his heart longed for Abeni. He announced his intent to marry her. The elders protested. The people revolted. “An outcast cannot sit on the throne!” they cried. But Jabari stood firm. He challenged the council to a test of purity. “Let the river gods judge us,” he said. “If Abeni is truly cursed, the sacred river will reject her.” On the day of the trial, all gathered by the great River Orun. The priestess invoked the gods. Abeni stepped into the water—it shimmered gold around her feet, and the winds danced in song. The gods had spoken. The people bowed. The king wept. Jabari and Abeni married beneath the full moon, surrounded by the laughter of spirits and ancestors. She became not only his queen, but the kingdom’s most beloved healer. From then on, Ujamaa no longer judged bloodlines, only hearts.

🗣️ John Terry: "My whole family are West Ham fans. I once scored a goal against them . When I went to celebrate in front of their fans, I saw my uncle and my father among them screaming and insulting me". What a story 😅

The Man Who Powered His Daughters To Greatness Against All Odds! In 1980, a man named Richard turned on his television and saw a female player from Romania receiving a check for $40,000 after winning a tennis tournament. The whole scene was enough to shock Richard. This was more than his annual salary. Within a few years, he would decide that his daughters would also play tennis. After turning off the television, he sat down and wrote a 78-page document outlining a plan for his two young daughters to flee their hometown of Compton, California, an area known for notorious black gangster violence. Now there was also a problem in that Richard didn't know anything about tennis, he didn't have the money to pay for his daughters to train for this expensive sport, and maybe it's incredible to you that his daughters weren't even born yet at that time. Over the next five years, he collected tennis-related magazines and video cassettes. He also taught himself to play tennis. Five years later, according to his plan, Richard had a tennis racquet in the hands of his two daughters, as well as the same magazines and videos and what he had learned from them. He was both the father and coach of these little girls and he began to teach them the game of tennis. Unable to afford the basics of playing the game, Richard would go to local country clubs to collect used tennis balls from bins and load them into a shopping cart, so that his daughters could practice with these used balls on public tennis courts. Richard was overprotective and physically strong as a father, and was often beaten by local gang bullies while trying to protect his daughters from harassment during tennis training. On one occasion when he refused to leave the practice court with his daughters, they broke his nose, jaw and fingers, and knocked out several of his teeth. Richard wrote in his diary, "After today, history will remember the 'toothless' man as a monument of courage." Since tennis was a predominantly white sport at the time, people would stare and shout at the black family as Richard and his daughters traveled to various tennis courts for junior tournaments. Once the girls asked, "Daddy, why do people stare at us so badly," to which he replied, "Because they are not used to seeing such beautiful people before." The wheel of time turned quickly and the calendar page turned sharply to the year 2000, when a tall, lean black girl set out on a journey to play the Wimbledon tournament final, and thousands of miles away from her native ghetto, Richard watched his eldest daughter play in the grass fields in front of London's elite, celebrities and royalty. No one had ever seen a tennis player with such a powerful serve and fast footwork, nor had they ever heard shots so loud. It was like every ball was being beaten and every ball was crying out in pain. When the girl reached a stage where victory was ahead of fear, the girl looked at her father standing in the stands who was encouraging her to achieve victory by shouting loudly. Richard always told his daughters, "One day, we're going to win Wimbledon, and it's not going to be for us. It will be for the helpless and poor people of America." Richard's 20-year-long struggle plan had now reached a critical point in history. As the opponent's ball hit the net, cameras caught a teary-eyed Richard dancing wildly as he watched his daughter, Venus Williams, win the first of her seven Grand Slam titles. Over the next several years, Richard also watched his youngest daughter, Serena, win 23 major tournaments and become one of the greatest tennis players of all time. For all their success on the tennis court, what Venus and Serena endured off the court is the most impressive part of their journey. From spectators, who were given the nickname the "Williams Brothers" because of their physique, to comments in the media calling Serena's mixed-race daughter "chocolate milk," the two sisters' resilient and kind personalities helped them stand up to racism and bigotry their father said. The best way to avenge is to answer with her racquet inside the tennis court. This inspiring struggle of these two sisters inspired black people and athletes around the world.

AFTER LEAVING HIS WIFE PENNILESS, HE MET HER YEARS LATER—AND COULDN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES Arthur had always prided himself on being the master of his own destiny. Even during his college years, he commanded attention with his sharp business instincts. While his classmates buried themselves in books, Arthur was already immersed in entrepreneurial ventures—flipping cars one week, assembling custom computers the next. It was during this phase of his life that he met Michelle. Unlike Arthur’s flashy and superficial girlfriends, Michelle was a quiet, hardworking student majoring in foreign languages. Her modesty set her apart, and to Arthur, she was intriguing in a way he hadn’t expected. He pursued her with charm and persistence. Michelle, dazzled by the attention of the campus’s most popular guy, quickly fell for him. “You’re so beautiful,” Arthur would say, dismissing her studies with a wave of his hand. “Why waste your time in school? Marry me, and I’ll take care of everything.” Michelle hesitated. “I want to work as a translator,” she said shyly. “I want to connect with people from all over the world.” Arthur laughed. “You can practice your languages with my business partners.” Eventually, she gave in. They married, and life seemed full of promise. Money was never a problem, and soon their first child, Dimka, was born. Michelle embraced motherhood wholeheartedly. When their daughter, Lenochka, arrived a few years later, her days became consumed with caring for two young children. Michelle once considered hiring a nanny to balance work and parenting, but Arthur shut the idea down. “Kids need their mother,” he insisted. While Michelle poured herself into raising their family, Arthur threw himself into his business—or so he claimed. He always seemed to have funds for luxury items like a new car or a state-of-the-art TV. Yet when Michelle asked for something as small as a new hairdryer, he’d scoff and say, “The old one works just fine.” Years passed, and the children grew older. Michelle began to feel an aching loneliness. Arthur’s time at home dwindled, and when he was there, his phone never left his hand. Any suggestion of a date night or family outing was met with a firm “I’m too busy.” Somehow, though, he always found time for his friends. Then, one day, Arthur dropped a bombshell. “We need to split up,” he said bluntly. “I’m tired of this family routine. I have my own life to live, and I need my freedom.” Michelle was stunned. “Split up? What do you mean? What about the kids? What about us?” “You’re a mother. You’ll figure it out,” Arthur said with a shrug. That same evening, he packed his belongings and left without looking back. At least he left her the house—but not a single penny to her name. Michelle’s once-comfortable life fell apart in an instant. Desperate to provide for her children, she scoured the city for work, often leaving Dimma and Lessie with a kind neighbor. Eventually, she landed a job as a cleaner at a shopping mall, but it wasn’t enough. She started working night shifts to make ends meet, and the exhaustion quickly took its toll. Just when it seemed things couldn’t get any worse, tragedy struck. Michelle received a devastating call from her mother about her beloved grandfather. Overwhelmed by grief, she summoned every ounce of strength to carry on. When she visited the notary’s office to settle her grandfather’s affairs, she received the surprise of her life. It turned out her grandfather had been quietly investing in company shares for years. He left his entire fortune to Michelle. Determined to rebuild her life, Michelle used the inheritance wisely. She took professional development courses to re-enter her field and invested part of the money in a small neighborhood café. The café thrived and quickly became a local favorite. One busy afternoon, Michelle was behind the counter when the chime of the doorbell signaled new guests. She looked up to greet them—and froze. Standing in the doorway was Arthur, arm in arm with a striking young blonde. “Good afternoon. What can I get for you?” Michelle asked, her voice calm and professional. Arthur glanced up from the menu, doing a double take when he recognized her. “Michelle? Are you working here as a waitress?” he asked with thinly veiled smugness. “Yes, I work here,” she replied evenly. “What would you like to order?” Arthur smirked. “Two cappuccinos and some croissants. Well, well—how the tables have turned. I assumed you were still scrubbing floors. Guess this is an upgrade, huh?” The blonde laughed, clearly enjoying the joke. “Your order will be ready shortly,” Michelle said, turning toward the counter. When she returned with their drinks and pastries, Arthur couldn’t resist another jab. “You seem to be doing okay. Maybe serving coffee really is your true calling.” CONTINUE THE STORY IN THE COMMENTS BELOW! ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Denmark just launched a molten salt battery that stores energy at 600°C, delivering power or heat with up to 90% efficiency. Built by Hyme Energy & Sulzer, it can run 100,000 homes for 10 hours—or store energy for 2 weeks. A new 200 MWh plant is already underway, set to save Arla Foods €3M/year and help factories go green. Big power. Low cost. Clean future. 🔗 Full story: Why this battery could kill fossil fuel plants for good: https://engineerine.com/denmarks-molten-salt-battery/ #Denmark #MoltenSaltBattery #EnergyStorage #GreenTech #HymeEnergy #Sulzer #MechanicTimes #CleanEnergy

Bravery comes with a Price Tragic Hero: Ehigie D1es a Brave Man, Rescuing Host@g3s From K1dn@pp3rs in Edo Forest By; Chris Osa Uhunmwangho On a quiet Easter afternoon, in the heart of Edo State’s dense forest, a story of courage and sacrifice unfolded—one that will be etched in the memory of Udo-Eguare and beyond. Ehigie, a skilled wood saw operator and hunter, set out on what should have been a routine trip through familiar terrain. But fate had something far greater in store. Deep within the forest, he stumbled upon a horrifying scene: a group of armed K1dn@pp3rs had taken several innocent people host@g3. With no time to weigh his odds, Ehigie acted on instinct. He fired a warning shot into the air, startling the kidnappers and throwing their ranks into confusion. In that fleeting moment of chaos, he seized the opportunity to free eight captives and guided them through a hidden escape route only a seasoned hunter would know. But bravery often comes at a steep price. The kidnappers, enraged and regrouped, pursued him. When their gunfir3 failed to bring him down, they attacked with brute force—using heavy woods to overwhelm him. Despite his fierce resistance, Ehigie was tragically killed. In a cruel aftermath, the att@ck3rs blocked the Ugbenin/Udo Road, attempting to snatch more victims. Two bystanders were injured by gunfire but are currently receiving treatment in Ubiaja. Miraculously, those Ehigie saved have since been reunited with their families—alive because of his incredible valor. Ehigie leaves behind a young wife and three children. Though his life was cut short, his legacy is one of selfless heroism. He gave everything to protect others—an act that demands not only recognition but support from the community and government alike. Let Ehigie’s name be remembered—not just as a man who died, but as one who chose to fight for others when it mattered most. — Chris Osa Media

Why I hated Bishop Oyedepo! Bishop Oyedepo recounts the story of someone who hated him so badly.

Michael Jordan becomes the HIGHEST-PAID athlete in history – Cristiano Ronaldo enters the TOP 3 (Sportico) 1️⃣ Jordan 🏀 – $4.15 billion 2️⃣ Woods ⛳️ – $2.79 billion 3️⃣ Ronaldo ⚽️ – $2.23 billion 4️⃣ LeBron 🏀 – $1.88 billion 5️⃣ Messi ⚽️ – $1.85 billion 6️⃣ Palmer ⛳️ – $1.82 billion 7️⃣ Nicklaus ⛳️ – $1.75 billion 8️⃣ Beckham ⚽️ – $1.61 billion 9️⃣ Federer 🎾 – $1.59 billion 1️⃣0️⃣ Mayweather 🥊 – $1.52 billion

A lawyer sold his well to a teacher. Two days later, the lawyer came to the teacher and said, "Sir, I sold you the well, but it's not with the water inside! If you want to use the water, you will have to pay extra." The teacher smiled and replied, "Yes, I was about to come to you. I was going to say that you should take your water from my well, or else you will have to start paying rent from tomorrow." Hearing this, the lawyer got nervous and said, "Oh, I was just joking!" The teacher laughed and said, "This is how people like you become lawyers after studying with us." Salute to teachers! #story

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