title: The Days of Tao
author:  Wesley Chu 
description: Cameron Tan wouldnt have even been in Greece if he hadnt gotten a D in Art History.Instead of spending the summer after college completing his training as a Prophus operative, hes doing a study abroad program in Greece, enjoying a normal lifespending time with friends and getting teased about his crush on a classmate. Then the emergency notification comes in: a Prophus agent with vital information needs immediate extraction, and Cameron is the only agent on the ground, responsible for getting the other agent and data out of the country. The Prophus are relying on him to uncomplicate things.Easy.Easy, except the rival Genjix have declared all-out war against the Prophus, which means Greece is about to be a very dangerous place. And the agent isnt the only person relying on Cameron to get them safely out of the countryhis friends from the study abroad program are, too. Cameron knows a good agent would leave them to fend for themselves. He also knows a good person wouldnt. Suddenly, things arent easy at all.The Days of Tao is the latest in the popular Tao series from award-winning author, Wesley Chu. Following after The Rebirths of Tao, this novella carries on the fast-moving and fun tone of the series.
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  # Chu-bu and Sheemish
  
  
  ### Lord Dunsany
  
  
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  It was the custom on Tuesdays in the temple of Chu-bu for the
  
  
  priests to enter at evening and chant, "There is none but Chu-bu."
  
  
  And all the people rejoiced and cried out, "There is none but
  
  
  Chu-bu." And honey was offered to Chu-bu, and maize and fat. Thus
  
  
  was he magnified.
  
  
  Chu-bu was an idol of some antiquity, as may be seen from the
  
  
  color of the wood. He had been carved out of mahogany, and after he
  
  
  was carved he had been polished. Then they had set him up on the
  
  
  diorite pedestal with the brazier in front of it for burning spices
  
  
  and the flat gold plates for fat. Thus they worshipped Chu-bu.
  
  
  He must have been there for over a hundred years when one day the
  
  
  priests came in 