Yeah you get it. Just like 'Nothing but number' but this time is alphabet

"Tsk" while reading the book about the history of the continent Anthony clicked his tongue. 

"What's the matter master Anthony?" James asked. 'This is the first time Im seeing my master being so studious with reading. Before, he finds it boring reading those books. Most likely he is bored being confined in his bed for 2 months now'.

"Nothing, James do we have other books here about the history of the continent?. I find whats written here ridiculous". Anthony answered to James query. Anthony also find the alphabet of this world difficult. 'Whats up with this characters, they're like viking plus chinese characters put together. No wonder just studying the alphabet took the previous owner of this body two years.'  Anthony also noticed that somehow the people of this world has a word for zero but they dont have a number zero in their numbers.

'This is like the roman numbers, this is truly inefficient. There should be a zero in their number. Damn really hate backward era'. 

Anthony loves reading historical books, as well as some encyclopedia and fantasy novels back in his world specially during the time he lost his last relative. Somehow he cant help compare the alphabet here to some viking alphabet back in his world.

"Master Anthony I believe we can only find what you are looking for in your father's study, would you like me go and borrow some". James replied to Anthony's question.

"Yeah, yeah. Get some for me. I know father doesnt like his book being taken out of his study but please do mention that I cant still move out that much and books are the only entertainment I have". Anthony remembered that the Baron is very particular about his book collection thats why he reminded James of what to say. 

"Yes, master I will keep what you said in mind when I borrow the books of your father. Then I'll be going now master."

Anthony wave his hand indicating for James to leave immediately and get the books he wanted.

For the past 2 months, Anthony has just been in bed. Its either he is reading, eating or sleeping. That was his routine for the past couple of months. Its very monotonous for him but what can he do. His body is still hurting. Specially the chest part where he broke several of his ribs. His left arm is healing day by day, he can already use it like normal. Well he is an Iron tier after all. For normal people it will take them a year to heal the injuries he has if they're the one who received it. Hell the original person died on the spot. 

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By the fourth month, master Titch went back to check on his condition and was glad that he was healing properly. His father also went to see him several times specially when he found out that his only son is getting on the proper path. Ever since this son of his reached the age of 16 he was already chasing girls and he doesnt cultivate properly. Baron Gregory, knows his son is talented in cultivation but he's just to lazy about it. 

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By the fifth month, he was well healed already. A month earlier than predicted. He can walked around the estate of his father. Aside from reading books, he is cultivating again. When he was in bed, master Titch gave an advised to his father not to cultivate until he is properly healed, the energy pathway of his body is messed up. The mana the energy is called, Anthony found out when he was going through his memory.

So now that his mana pathway is fully healed he can cultivate. Unlike the Xanxia novels he read before, even the protagonist is gravely injured they can still cultivate to heal themselves, here no one can, they need to be in good condition or the body for mana pathway for that matter. As far as his knowledge goes even the tier higher than Lord Masters cant fly also they cant destroy mountain in the flip of a hand or change the weather on a whim. They can even be killed by Iron tiered soldier as long as there are sufficient number of them and if you used proper tactics. The only similarities are the life span increasing and the elements that the higher tier cultivator has. 

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Anthony cultivates, since as part of House Romanovs it is his responsibility as well as nobles who dont cultivate or cant cultivate are look down upon by the others. 

Luckily for him unlike the novels he read before, a person can only stay cultivating for 2 hours to 3 hours tops in this world. They only need to do closed door cultivation when theyre about to step onto the next tier and it will only take several weeks or maximum a month if they successfully step onto the next tier.

So Anthony spend the rest of his day walking around the estate of his father. He also went to the only city of the dominion of his father. Upon seeing it in person its more of a big town than a city to him. 'Well, cant really compare this to the city back in my world. The road is muddy. There are beggar everywhere. And it stinks.' The city, doesnt have a paved road, its just mud. People throw their waste outside the building since there's no drainage system develop yet in his father's dominion. He doesnt just find this back ward but also disgusting. 'Dont they know that the way they do things will caused a plagued. 'As far as I know, not having drainage system worsen the famous black plague back in my world.

'Though there's also a different charm to it' he muttered to himself...

A story of a man from the modern Earth transmigrating to a world of cultivation. A world more like the medieval period of Europe of Earth, becoming the 3rd son of a Baron.

How will Anthony cope with his new situation, how will he adapt in a world of schemes and power.

As I got walked into my room I saw a stack of presents with Shy perched on top of the stack. Shy makes a small sound as he sees me enter the room and flys off the stack onto the wardrobe. 

The stack has a few wrapped gifts and letters attached to them sitting next to the stack is some candy and notes, from Dean, Seamus, and Daphne Greengrass. I didn't get Daphne anything since I didn't expect her to get me anything now I feel a bit bad. I suppose it's a thank you for helping her out in potions a few times.

I pick up the first present as I pick it up I can tell it's just a wrapped book but I still read the letter attached first.

From Professor Minerva McGonagall

Dear Soren Black,

It has been brought to my attention by Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, that I have been partial toward you. This was brought about by my priorly held biases held towards your late father which have as of recently, have been proven misinformed. That is why through this letter I wish to extend my sincerest apology and would like to offer a book that will better help you advance in my class. I hope you study well and have a joyous Christmas with your family.

Sincerely, Professor Minerva McGonagall

I am happy she apologized for being partial towards me, but this is a bit impersonal isn't it? I sigh as I wonder what she thinks I'm lacking in transfiguration as I open the wrapping.

THE STUDY OF THE TRANSFIGURATION ALPHABET 

… The transfiguration alphabet? I'll admit I don't have it memorized but is that really a reason to drop my grade from an O to an E? Hell, not even Hermione has it memorized yet… 

From what I can gather the "Transfiguration Alphabet" is just ancient runes simplified into a pseudo-language from having similar transformative properties. The books in Sid's lab often mentioned the ancient runes… not that I understand them.

I set down the book on my desk and move on to the next present, it's from Hermione. Surprise, surprise it's another book. The card on top is just a normal Christmas card so I just unwrap the book.

HOGWARTS: A HISTORY

I smile at the gift as it is exactly what I would expect of Hermione, then again I got her a book as well so what does that say? I set that book on my desk as well, winter break is long so I have more than enough time to skim through them both. With how much I read at Sid's lab I have gotten REALLY good at going through a book fast… even if I don't retain everything.

Next was from a name I didn't recognize, Molly Weasley is that Ron's mother?. The package was soft so I assume it is probably some sort of fabric, but first, there is a letter attached.

From Molly Weasley

Dear Soren Black,

I know we have not met yet but I hope that will change in the future. My son has sent many letters discussing you, not all of them the kindest. But I would like to thank you for keeping him out of trouble and being his friend. Currently, I am away on vacation but I hope next break you can come to visit with Harry Potter. I have known the Tonks for quite a few years and we don't live that far away so feel free to pop in.

Best wishes, Molly Weasley

.... WHAT THE HECK

She seems like such a nice lady, how in the hell did the twins and Ron end up so… wrong. Nothing against them but Ron is pretty ignorant and the twins are just pranksters.

I unwrap the gift to see it's a black jumper with a golden embroidered B on it… it's hand-knitted. I'm baffled, how did such a sweet woman have such mischievous kids? 

I look at the last present and am surprised by what I see, a letter and the name on it is Narcissa Malfoy. This is more surprising than getting something from Ron's mother.

From Narcissa Malfoy

I hope you choose the right side of the family nephew.

Regards, Your loving Aunt

As I finish reading it, it goes up in flames and turns to ash almost immediately. I don't really know what to think about this… is it supposed to be a threat?

I open the small gift and notice it is actually a small book, about the size of a small notebook.

CURSES, HEXES, AND JINXES 

The book itself was pure black except for the golden lettering on the front. I wonder if it is supposed to be a bribe, I guess it doesn't matter. No way I will take her up on her offer, pure-blood elitists should all just die out.

I wonder if she knows what I did to my 'Cousin' at Hogwarts? Probably not, that mama's boy probably can't stand to talk about being pushed around by a 'half-blood'. 

I suppose even if I don't like her I don't mind reading a bit of the book. After going through all of Sid's books my line between good and bad magic is literally non-existent. I can see how 'Dark Magic' would be perceived as such but in actuality, the only bad thing about it is that you have to imagine them in pain to use it properly. But Reducto is easily the most brutal spell I can think of literally disintegrating the enemy and it isn't considered Dark Magic.

Avada Kedavra, the killing curse, really isn't that bad in hindsight. Yes, its only purpose is to kill, and yes you have to truly want them dead. But is it really that bad to want someone dead? There are many atrocities in this world worse than death… I would know.

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After Christmas day the break was still pretty eventful, Uncle Ted got a job at the Ministry of Magic. It's just a low-level job in the Department of Mysteries but still really good for a Muggle-Born wizard in this day and age. 

Sis Dora graduated from Aurors basic training and got chosen to be apprenticed to someone named Alistar Moody, also known as Mad-Eye Moody. I haven't gotten to meet him yet, but I hope I get to during the summer since I don't trust his reputation. 

The book about Hogwarts was really interesting, I learned Dueling used to be a trained standard at Hogwarts. Nowadays it is only taught at the discretion of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, usually in your 4th or 5th year.

I'm tempted to try and get Dumbledore to consider re-adding it to the curriculum as an elective, it would be a fun class to take next year. I'm sure if I use Harry as leverage I can get him to add it to the curriculum. 

…. Maybe blackmailing the most powerful wizard alive isn't a good idea…. Nah, I think it will be fine…

Dementors are personified depression, soul-devouring creatures with little intelligence. What would you do if you woke up in the body of one?

Finished with my swords practice, I trudge my way back inside the house, heading upstairs to the library for my lessons in rune magic with Clarissa.
I knock on the hardwood door and it opens before me revealing the familiar scene, with a few additions. Annette is stood holding the door open for me while Clarissa is sat behind the desk at the end of the room next to an empty chair.
Annette then gives a deep bow and leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.
I can feel my body relaxing. This place always gives me a sense of comfort.
"Cain, come on over", Clarissa tells me with a straight face.
I slowly head towards her and sit down on the seat next to her, trying not to cause too much strain on my aching muscles.
"Before we get started, do you know how to refine mana?"
"Yes mother", I reply.
"Then, I assume you know how we measure strength?"
"Strength is measured by the amount of refined mana the person has in their mana sea or organ. Every 10 percent, the level of strength is different, from tier 0 at 0-10 percent of refined mana, all the way up to tier 9 at 90-100 percent."
"Can you name the different tiers?"
"From tier 0 it goes Novice, Apprentice, Beginner, Intermediate, Journeyman, Advanced and Master. Then from tier 7-9 for mages it goes Court Mage, Grand Mage and Archmage. For Warriors it's Combat God, Battle God and War God."
When I first heard the names for the tiers I couldn't help but think that humans truly were biased towards warriors, giving them the title of Gods. But I guess it's to be expected considering humanity's history.
After describing all that I know, I look towards Clarissa to make sure I didn't get anything wrong.
For a few seconds she simply stares at me, her eyes seemingly trying to pierce through me.
'Did I say too much? Should I have pretended not to know?'
I can't help but think so to myself.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity Clarissa emits a bright smile and quickly pulls me into a hug, oohing and aahing as she fawns over me.
"Great job, full marks! As expected of my darling Cain. Even when you're explaining something as boring as this, you manage to look adorable."
What a doting mother.
Once she gets like this it's hard to stop her.
A few minutes of cuddling later and she's back into her serious mode, but she looks much more energised now.
Clearing her throat, she speaks.
"As you know, refined mana attracts unrefined mana and the more unrefined mana we have, the more there is to compress and the easier it is for us to refine it, which is what we call the cultivation cycle. However this leads to a problem. As our mana sea gradually fills with more and more refined mana and our tier increases, it becomes harder to progress as the amount of space left for the unrefined mana gradually shrinks."
After making sure that I'm understanding everything, she continues,
"Therefore people born with larger mana capacities have an advantage during the later stages of cultivation. Even when they're a tier 9 being, they will still have a large enough space left to continue cultivating at a steady pace. On the other hand, those with smaller mana capacities might advance faster at the earlier stages, but they will struggle to reach the higher ranks."
"Is there a way to measure the size of your mana sea?", I ask.
"That's right", she replies. "Tomorrow I'll take you into the town and we'll get your mana sea measured."
Yes!
I've always wanted to explore the town that our family governed, but unfortunately I couldn't go outside by myself.
"Now for your first lesson, your job is to memorize the runic alphabet."
She reaches under the desk and brings out a thin book which she carefully places in front of me. Already prepared are sheets of paper with a quill and a pot of ink.
"I'll come and check on you later to see how you're doing. Good luck!"
"Don't worry mother, it's just memorising a few letters."
Despite me saying that she looks like she can't bear to leave, but she forces herself to exit the room anyway.
She slowly closes the door, peeking at me until the last moment before a *Click* as the door snaps shut, engulfing the room in silence.
Whew.
I let out a breath.
Let's get started.
The thin book looks like it has been used a lot. The cover is weathered and greyed out in some parts, the edges worn from years of opening and turning.
I open the book to the first page and there, in large letters, a message.
'As you set foot on the path of a mage, you must do your best to protect this knowledge. I hope one day you can become a pillar that holds up humanity and defends the realm. - Merlin'
If the information is so secret, I wonder how they determine who gets a chance to learn this stuff.
Is Clarissa actually a bigshot?
But reading that has gotten my expectations through the roof.
Not wanting to wait a second longer, I turn the page to the first rune.
"What the..?", I can't help but speak aloud.
There on the page in front of me is a large capital 'L', and on the page opposite, a capital 'N'.
"This must be a coincidence right?"
Turning to the next page, a capital 'O' and 'H'.
"No way"
I continue to flip through to the end of the book but what I find only confirms my assumption.
The runic language of this world is the same as the latin alphabet from old Earth.
Wait a moment.
Looking through it again, I notice something.
There are only 18 letters here.
"Does that mean it's not actually the same, they just look the same?"
But it can't be that coincidental right?
The 18 letters in the book are L,N,O,H,P,S,T,I,V,Y,R,E,G,M,A,C,F and K.
Was Merlin actually someone from old earth?
But then why would he only reveal a portion of the alphabet?
The history books say he found them on a tablet in some ruins. Could this actually be the future?!
Hmm..
But they also said the ruins disappeared and couldn't be found again. If it were the case that this was the same planet, there would probably be more cases of ruins like those cropping up, and they wouldn't simply disappear like that.
Alright. There's no point worrying about this for now. Until we can find more information, lets just work with what we have.
So the runic alphabet is the same as the latin alphabet huh...
Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind.
'Aren't runestones just words carved into rocks? What if I write a word on some paper and channel my mana into it?'
I considered what word to write with the letters available.
'FIRE' would be way too dangerous, and i wouldn't want to burn the house down.
There's no 'W', so water is also no good.
'Then let's go with 'LIGHT'. Should be harmless enough.'
I write the words down and wait for the ink to dry. Once it's ready I roll the paper up, hold it in my hand and channel my mana into it.
As the feeling of mana slowly leaving my body stops, the paper turns to a fine powder and a dim ball of light appears, hovering in front of me.
I'm speechless as I silently stare at the orb in awe.
Minutes later and it vanishes, snapping me back to reality.
"Amazing"
I can't stop now though. I have to do more experiments.
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My findings are like this.
The light will appear wherever I concentrate, but only within a certain range. The further away I try and cast it, the dimmer it gets. I assume because there's less mana for the light itself.
I can also choose how much mana goes into the intensity of the light. If I want a brighter light, the duration of the spell goes down and vice versa, but once the spell is cast it can't be undone.
The maximum amount of mana I can channel seems to be determined by the medium. It seems paper is only good enough to hold a small amount of mana.
I can also make objects give off light by imagining the spell being cast around it.
The word 'GLEAM' has the same effect as the word 'LIGHT', though I think I prefer the latter as I'm more used to it.
I can even make the orb move by either following a fixed path, or by imagining it at a fixed point relative to a certain object. For example, if I imagine the light to be above my hand, it will follow me as I move my arm around.
As I'm playing with magic, I realize that the door to the library is being opened.
Unfortunately it's too late.
I try in vain to cancel the spell as Clariss and Annette enter.
"Cain my darling, I'm here to check up on..."
They both stand slack-jawed, staring at the ball of light on my hand which I have held up in front of me, Clarissa in front and Annette behind carrying a tray with what looks to be tea and snacks.
*CRASH*
The tray slips out of Annette's hands as Abraham sprints over.
"What happened? Is everyone okay?"
Seeing me casting magic, he seems unperturbed.
"Wow, great job Cain! As expected of my son. But I thought you told me you were just going to have him memorise the letters today. I didn't think you'd be teaching him magic already."
"I... I didn't", Clarissa stammers, still in shock.
Realising the gravity of her words, it slowly dawns on him and he starts to take on a shocked look of his own.
Now how am I going to explain this?

At the age of 36, Cain's life had finally ended. Suffering his whole life from a mental disability he was the target of scorn and neglect, however in his final moments he managed to regain clarity, only for the newfound light in his eyes to fade once more.

When he next opened his eyes he saw a new world, and vowed that in this life he would do his best to ensure no one would have to endure what he had.

Seriously though, how the heck would I speak to humans? I'm definitely sure that as a mosquito, I don't have vocal cords to replicate human speech. Also, since I'm a mosquito, I would probably be communicating with my wings more, as they flap at a certain frequency that create certain tunes. Then again, in my previous life when I would listen to the buzzing of mosquitoes, I only hear the word 'annoying' through and through.
Would they even understand the great language of buzz? Or the esoteric communication method of flapping wings? Hmm…if I flapped my wings in a way that would differentiate the two flaps as short and long, would I be able to replicate morse code so they could understand me? 
Wait a second, this is a cultivation world. It's impossible for these cultivators to understand morse code. Not only that, I don't even remember all of the letters in morse code, I only remember the letter S and O. Yes, I only know how to scream for help in morse code. Unfortunately, morse code is useless in this world…and I'm a mosquito. Moving on.
Perhaps, the system might offer some insights as to how I would go about solving this problem? Then again, I have a few hypotheses of my own that I want to test out, but I'm definitely sure that the system is more knowledgeable in this area. The first hypothesis that came to mind was to suck a human's blood, and possibly obtain the method of speaking to language from there…but a human would probably not be classified as a rare animal by the system, which is why I didn't do it.
I can understand human speech very well, since I'm just a human in a mosquito body. But seriously though, how the heck do I talk to humans? System, how the fuck do I talk to humans? Would I need to use a martial technique and cultivate some vocal cords out of qi?
Ding!
Not long after my query, the system replied.
'The user does not need to master a martial technique to speak with humans, though it would allow for more flexibility in terms of pitch, tone, and so on. Not only that, multiple martial techniques would even allow the user to speak with other animals, so it is quite recommended for the user to train in some of them in the future,' the system replied in a monotonous voice in my head.
'But for the dilemma that is speaking with humans, it is quite simple. There is no need to find a martial technique for speaking, unless the user wants to cultivate a fighting path that is reliant on voices. The only thing the user needs to do is…'
'Read books regarding the language made by humans. That is all.'
Well…if I were a native of this world and wasn't a mosquito, I wouldn't be having this dilemma, now would I? But on the other hand, it is quite reassuring that I wouldn't have to find a martial technique that would do that, since only Red River Town might have it due to its economy. As for books regarding the human language, I have an idea in mind.
Whoosh! Buzz…
I'm going to take a detour for a bit. As I looked at the information map in my mind and checked a few times if the path I was taking was correct, I eventually changed my angle a bit, slowly but surely moving away from the original trajectory needed to head to Red River Town.
Now…where was I going? Well…I was heading towards the village nearest to Red River Town. As for the name of this village, it's named Black Rock Village, the reason for the village's name being the fact that the houses are made out of black rock. Black rock is a sturdy building material for mortals, but not sturdy enough nor tough enough to handle hits for cultivators.
And with that, I flew towards Black Rock Village with my Spatial receptor on full gear, eventually reaching the periphery of the village by the time the sun was nearing the horizon. At the very moment I had arrived at the defensive walls of the village, the sky was now dyed in a shade of orange-red.
Anyways, I did not care too much about the darkness at this point. I had the Spatial receptors to act as my vision, which was working pretty effectively even under the gradual darkness. Speaking of which, I should probably hide myself from the humans. It would definitely be surprising if they found a mosquito that was the size of a spider. It would definitely bring me a heart attack if I were looking at one.
'Void Presence+!'
Whoosh!
And with the activation of the technique, my body and aura had been shrouded by a dark energy, stemming from the depths of the black sphere behind my heart. Surprisingly, after I evolved to Void Seraphim, not much changed with the black sphere other than the fact that it was moved a teensy bit.
Anyways, with my body and aura shrouded with Void Presence+, I was now practically invisible to all of the people in the village, save for the fact that those who can release their qi. The dark energy surrounding my body melded in with the surroundings and adjusted its appearance to appear every time I moved to make it look like I wasn't there.
As to why I hadn't used Void Presence+ before in front of strong beasts, it would be because of my fear of finding out that Void Presence+ doesn't actually work in front of beasts that can release their qi. Although I wanted to, I didn't do so.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
I flew through the village at a height that would make it hard for the humans below to see me. Then again, it was already nearing nighttime so the humans were already heading back to their homes, which meant that the risk of me being found was now pretty low.
Hmmm…where would I find books regarding the human language in this village? If I were in Red River Town, I would've tried to find the nearest library at the very moment I got there, rather than start to cultivate since speaking would allow me to avoid multiple nuisances. Then again, having a high cultivation would also allow me to avoid multiple nuisances.
As for this Black Rock Village, the only possible place where I would find a lot of books would be in…the village leader's house. And so, with that idea in mind, I flew towards the largest black rock house in the village, and went inside through the opened windows.
Whoosh!
"Ungh! Aagh!" At the very instant I entered through the black rock house's windows, my antennae could not help but pick up sounds from a female human that sounded like she was in pain or something. Not only that, these sounds were pretty strong, like it was just happening below me.
And it actually did.
"Yes! Harder! Better! Faster! Stronger!" the female human moaned as her body rocked back and forth in a dance to proliferate life with a male human. Multiple beads of sweat dripped down both of their bodies, making the ambience within the room more alluring.
'Oh shit, I entered at a wrong time,' I said to myself, watching the two entangle themselves in pleasure for a few minutes. After that, I then went on and flew towards the other rooms within the black rock house, recalling the scene from before every once in a while. To be honest, that female human was really beautiful. Not only that, she also had a decent level of cultivation according to the aura I perceived, around peak Qi Proliferation realm.
Anyways, the next room I entered was quite dark, but that wasn't enough to stop me since I had my Spatial receptors. I could not help but notice that a holder of sorts was on a certain side of the room. Within it was a young human, sleeping to their hearts' content, not even unaware of what was happening on the other room.
Now, how the heck did these two parents make their child sleep this well and have fucking sex without waking the child up? Hmm…I guess this is the difference between my previous world and this cultivation world. Well, moving on from that topic, I looked at the child for a bit and took a guess as to what his age was. Around 5 to 6 years of age probably? Either way, this age is more or less perfect to start learning the human language.
Why? It's because I wanted to start learning the alphabet first before moving onto harder and harder parts of the language. I gotta have a foundation first before tackling more difficult areas.
And with that, I flew around the room to find books, since I have a hunch that the mother of this child left a few books in some sort of shelf in this room. Why? So she doesn't need to go farther to find a bedtime story book.
Buzz…
Jackpot! On the opposite side of the child holder, a small bookshelf of sorts was on a small desk, perhaps for the child to use as a place to write or draw. Of course, I aimed for the bookshelf, looking through the titles of the books in the bookshelf with the radius of my crappy vision.
"Not this one, not this one…" I continued to check each and every book, until I finally found the one in my mind.
"Found it!"
I did not try to retrieve it and lay it on the table, since I don't have hands. On the contrary, I hovered a decent distance away from the book's side and read the title.
"The Basic Characters of the Changliang Alphabet."
Changliang Alphabet? Is Changliang a place in this world or something? Either way, this would allow me to start learning the language. Speaking of which, how do I go about learning this? I can't open the book so…do I just land on it?
Buzz…
Whoosh!
As I landed on the spine of the book, I instantly felt a formless energy coursing from my limbs as it headed towards my brain, filling my brain with great information about the Changliang Alphabet that was written on the book.
Ding!
'You have obtained information regarding the human language. The skill [Human Language (Basic)] is formed.'
Well, I never expected to read books this way, but it's still a handy thing. Anyways, since the level of this skill is Basic, how complicated are the sentences I can formulate?
Let me try…
"Apple…banana…cunt."
Yeah…not complicated enough.
And with that, I continued to look through the bookshelf, finding the next book that had the human language in mind. Thankfully, the mother of this child thought that her child would grow up to be a genius, so she also put a dictionary, and a book regarding grammar and sentence formulation on the same bookshelf. How did I know this? 
Those two books were beside the Changliang Alphabet book.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
'You have obtained greater information regarding the human language. The skill [Human Language (Basic)] has been upgraded to [Human Language (Adept)].'
Adept level, that means I have a decent command over the language already. Let me see…
"The dantian is the powerhouse of a cultivator."
Hmm…pretty decent, but what if I were to talk to some sort of eloquent bastard one day? It would definitely suck if I lost in a war of words. In other words, this level is not enough. I need to go further.
Buzz…
I looked through the bookshelves one more time to try and find if there were any advanced books after the ones I had learned. Unfortunately, there were none, so I headed towards the other rooms, with the moans of the female human softly reverberating through the corridor's walls.
"Hello motherfucker."
"This is a big spoon."
"Look at the size of my huge…needle."
As I continued to look for a bookshelf that could possibly contain books about the human language, I continued to practice speaking in the human language, wondering if talking would help enhance the skill. Of course, I could not voice these words out, I was only practicing in my mind.
Buzz…
A few minutes later, I finally came across a bookshelf filled to the brim with books regarding multiple areas of human culture. Now, you might be wondering, I've already tackled alphabets, words, and grammar. Wouldn't that be enough to talk with humans? Normally, it would be, but I plan to go further.
The next book I want to absorb is…a book regarding as to how a human thinks.
"Aha!" I said to myself as the title of a book caught my eye, knowing very well that it was a book that I had in mind. I landed on it, and felt the information coalescing in my mind.
Ding!
'You have obtained information regarding the thoughts of the human, pushing the mastery of the human language further. The skill [Human Language (Adept)] has been upgraded to [Human Language (Expert)].'
'Due to unlocking the skill [Human Language (Expert)], the miscellaneous martial technique [Human Speech Synthesis] has been formed.'
Success. At this point, I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't be able to advance the mastery of the human language any further, unless if I wanted to become some sort of poet or writer. A mosquito poet or writer, that is.
Anyways, Human Speech Synthesis? Let me try it out.
Whoosh!
As I activated the skill, a few points of qi in my dantian were redirected into my brain, as I started to speak in my mind.
"What the heck are you thinking about right now?"
As I said this, the qi then directed itself out of the proboscis, formulating my thoughts into words not long after. Thankfully, I made the conscious decision of softening my voice so as to not alert the fornicating couple and the sleeping child, since that would definitely bring the couple some trauma. As for the child, not so much.
Now, why would the first thing I speak out be about thoughts? That's because…
I obtained the Expert level from a psychology book.

Dying due to dengue, Bell was shocked to find out that the heavens had reincarnated him into a mosquito's body. Fortunately, the heavens did not truly abandon him, giving him a system that would allow him to regain a normal life...eventually.

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The moonlight splashed down its watery white-silver glow onto the Imperial capital, bathed them, illuminated them. 

Within the festival hall, a silver moonlight spilled into the room through the windows as though it did not want to miss Shad's coming of age ceremony either. It really was a beautiful sight.

Currently, Shad was in the dance floor, dancing with a ravishing young lady.  Everyone gave them at least three meters of space.

The young lady's beauty was peerless to the point that it even brightened the whole room. Even the beauty of the bright moonlight seemed to fade when facing hers.

The girl was around the age of nineteen to twenty.  Her features resembled a masterpiece painting, her thinly plucked eyebrows were arched perfectly around her shining crescent eyes. Her lips were like the world's most delicate petals and her nose was of the most beautiful of sculptured white jade.

" Were you able to decipher the book, your highness?" Asked the young lady as they were dancing gently in the dance floor.

" Unfortunately not, however, I find this mysterious language very intriguing and I hope to decipher it one day," answered Shad as he was measuring the young lady's beauty with his unblinking eyes.

The young lady's eye flashed with a look of loss when she heard Shad's answer and then reverted back to normal in a flash. However, this quick change did not escape Shad's sharp eyesight.

' you must have been crazy, even if I knew the contents of that book, there was no way I was going to admit it to you. Do you think that I was some idiot.' he thought.

This young lady was none other than Lisa the young lady of the Bennett family, one of the four ancient noble families of the Djage Empire. While Shad was eating and chatting happily with his family, this young lady had asked him to dance. In front of all those people as well as his family, Shad did not dare to refuse, not to mention this young lady wasn't bad either.

" Too bad because I had three more volumes of the same book in my house but with different contents in them. I guessed we would never know what kind of secrets those book held," she said with a long sigh.

Listening to her, Shad's heart skipped a bit. A diary was something personal how come there more than one, plus they were written by the same person. Shad began to think that he had been scammed by that person.

" How come there's more? I thought it was the only one,"  Asked Shad. His tone was the same as though he was not surprised by this sudden news. 

" It's a long story. After some research, my family had found out that there were four more books like the one we acquired. But soon, we realized that even if the book had the same name on the covers, the contents were totally different."

" How did you guys know they weren't the same when you could not even decipher them?."

The letters used in the English alphabet were totally different from the ones they used in the Egul continent. They were like Asian alphabet and English alphabet unless one studied them and understood them, it would almost be impossible to know the difference, especially the people living in the Egul continent. It was as though they were a bunch of native English speaker trying to read a Chinese letter for the first time.

" After spending a lot of times comparing each of their contents, we found out the letters in each page were different from one another. Even if some of the words were the same, they were placed on different pages and different sentences. Not only that, some of the books had fewer pages than the others. So  we concluded that this book came in volumes."

Her pair of beautiful eyes had peered at Shad as she was explaining all those things. Her eyes were emitting an endless charm like a gravitational abyss that was capable to draw any young man's attention and thought, making it difficult for them to move their eyes elsewhere while they were in her presence. However, Shad was not affected in the least bit, he was more concerned and drawn to the information he was receiving from her.

" I see! how did you guys acquire them? the others would not just hand theirs to you."  Asked Shad. Even though they were unable to read them, they were still considered as Divine Books. Their owners would not give it up just like that.

" In order to have the full version of the book, each of the families that possessed them had agreed in secret to make a copy of their own and exchange it with one another in order to have all the volumes of the book. In another word, even if I have given you the one that we possessed, I still have a copy of it at home just in case."

Shad was becoming more drawn to this young lady's information.  If she did not tell him that, there was no way he would have found out about it.  Unless there some discrepancies in the book or some missing chapters would he have ever thought something was off. Now, he could not wait any longer to read that diary and the other volumes.


" I know it's too much too ask but would it be possible to have look at the others just out of curiosity,"  Asked Shad with an anticipation look on his eyes. Even though he was the 4th prince and his father was the emperor, he could not just order them or confiscated the book from them. The Bennett family was very powerful and their wealth could rival that of an Empire.

"I will see what I can do," she answered with a smile that could move the world.

" I will have to thank miss Lisa in advance," answered Shad with a joyful smile on his face.

After quite some time, the music has stopped and the musicians walked off to take a break. All the people that were dancing went back to their tables while others joined one or the other group of talking people. 

As for Shad, he went back to his family's table, which was practically empty except for his father and mother who had just got off from the dance floor as well.


While shad was on the table thinking about all those information he had gotten from Lina, he had a joyful smile on his face. Even if he hated this kind of gathering and noble parties, this one had proven quite useful and informative. However, in the next moment, his father's words erased that joyful smile.

" Thank you all for coming in my son's coming of age ceremony. As for now, we entered the most important part of the ceremony, the Honored Duel or as most people called it, the first Adult Rite of Passage."

" Now, the dance floor will turn into a battle arena where the 4th prince will receive the challenge of three adults at most five years older than him, By winning against two of them, he would truly be considered as a true man."  Said the emperor as he smiled at the crowds.

This was one of the things Shad hated the most about this kind of ceremony. They had all this kind of stupid traditions, not even himself could evade.  

' What kind of crap was that, do I really have to beat someone to prove that I was a true man. Anyway, just bring it on, I will show them how much a man I am by cripple anyone of them that dare to challenge me.' he thought with a devilish smile on his face.

This is a story about Shad, a young orphan who was struck by lightning. Instead of dying, he was reborn into another world known as Eidrin. The ambient mana on Eidrin is extremely dense and abundant, allowing mages to reign supreme over the rest of the populace. Follow Shad as he develops the strength to survive in this new world and reaches heights thought to be unattainable for mortals, all in a quest to learn the truth behind his reincarnation and the purple lightning that resides in his soul.

Carlos came back relatively fast with the dolls. Of course, a maid was carrying them, Lucy doubted Carlos had ever touched a doll. "Thank you, Royal Father," Rosemary says, accepting the dolls. Lucy looks up. "Thank you, Papa" Once the maid is gone, "It's thank you, Papa. Not Royal Father." Lucy says. Rosemary's eyes widen. "But…It's improper!" Lucy pouts, "Call him Papa or I won't play with you!" Lucy demands, twitching mentally. So childish. Still, it was effective. Rose tenses. "But, Third Sister Honored Mother said-" Lucy points her finger at Rose "Call him Papa," Lucy says. 
Rosemary frowns {Honored Mother will be angry if I call Royal Father that. But Third Sister..} Rosemary bites her lips. Feeling Rose's disturbance, Lucy rolls her eyes. "That Concubine won't know. She's not here." Lucy says, helpfully. {Oh,} Rose's tension melts, and she looks hesitantly at their Father. He was watching calmly. She lowers her eyes. "Thank you, Papa" Rose whispers. Lucy grins. Success! 
Deciding not to push Rosemary too much, Lucy obediently plays dolls. So boring! I'm dying! Lucy smothers a yawn. Some of the games are fun even at my age, others kill me. Dolls were one such thing, at least when playing with others. I can play with dolls, endlessly entertaining myself but the way little girls here want to play dolls was…. Just so boring! Who wants to pretend their dolls are concubines, and wives, or young girls preparing for marriage, or ladies at court? How is that appealing at all? 
Almost two hours later, Rose's bondmaid Rimes Dai whisks Rosemary away for her dance lessons. Lucy tucks the dolls onto the couch. Papa was bent over accounts, muttering about grain suppliers. Lucy shakes her head. It still surprises me, that Papa as an Imperial Prince works so hard as Commander of the military. Instead of bothering him, Lucy lays on the floor, carefully tracing lines, over and over again. Unsatisfied with her shaky, childish handwriting.  
Lucy was attempting to write a character for a vowel, when her light disappears, causing her to smudge it. Lucy scowls up at Carlos, who stood over her. "My light!" Lucy says. Carlos ignores her, picking one of her scattered pages. "You're learning the Zilic alphabet already? Third Miss" He added her title, as an afterthought. Lucy just frowns, more concerned over his phasing. She'd bugged Mom to tell her what the characters in her fairy tale book meant. The writing was similar to the English alphabet with its singular letters that made up words. Zilic alphabet? Most people would just call it the alphabet. Unless...
Lucy stands up, and props her hands on her hips, staring intently at Carlos. "Is there another one?" Lucy demands. Carlos blinks. "Of course, young miss. Runic is learned alongside the Zilic alphabet. It's very important for Casters and nobles. Otherwise, it's impossible to draw magic circles, or read spells. After all, Runic is the language of life" Carlos explains. Fuck. I have to learn two! Lucy droops, all her eagerness gone. It's so hard already! Why? Why? Why is there two?  
"Little thing," Papa says. "Bring me some of your writing, I want to look at it" Lucy grimaces, but walks over to him with leaden steps. Papa lifts her onto his lap and points at a character. "What's this?" Papa asks. Lucy wasn't sure if he was testing her or honestly didn't know.  It didn't look anything like it was supposed to. "A" Lucy answers. Papa nods and points to another. "G" Lucy answers before he could ask. After a few minutes of this, Papa hands her a brush. "Try to write a character for me," Papa says. 
Might as well. Lucy carefully draws A. Or least the equivalent in this language. This world had completely different languages, and thus scripts. Papa smiles, his smugness, and joy were so strong it pierced through her shields. Papa pats her head. "Such a smart girl." Papa compliments. Lucy rolls her eyes. I'm not a dog, dude.

Lucy was an ordinary college student, just trying to control her psychic powers, and earn a living. That is until the day she died. 

Now, Lucy is a Princess of the Rimes Clan, the spoiled daughter of Prince Benin, the only dual Supreme talent born into the Empire. 

The fiancee of a General’s son, and a little girl with curious eyes. 


Come with us, to explore Lucy’s Life path, and discover exactly where this pampered girl will end up.

Therius ignored Emma's harsh words. He sat next to the girl and put his book on the table. With just a wave of his hand, the staff who were working in the lounge immediately served him food.
The atmosphere suddenly turned quiet. Therius enjoyed his food gracefully while Emma watched him from the side.
"You don't eat?" Therius asked without looking at Emma. Nevertheless, his voice sounded attentive.
Emma did not answer. She immediately finished her meal without saying a word. They all ended up eating in silence. Xion only observed the two people in front of him while shaking his head.
He saw that Emma and Therius looked physically very similar. Inwardly he could only think how these two looked like either siblings or a couple that had been married for a long time. 
He did not lie when he told Emma that according to Akkadian belief, a man and a woman who had similar appearances, were said to be fated.
Maybe if their situation was different, Therius and Emma could like each other. This romance would not be a sad one-sided love story.
"All right ... let's study now," Therius said after finishing his lunch. He rose from his chair and walked out of the lounge.
Emma followed reluctantly. Surprisingly, Xion also walked following them.
"I want to witness how Therius does as a teacher," Xion said nonchalantly. "It must be interesting."
Therius did not comment at all. While Emma's face suddenly brightened. She actually felt that Xion had deliberately joined them for her first lessons with Therius to help her feel more at ease.
"Thank you," Emma mouthed her thank you in Xion's direction. The young man just shrugged.
"I want to make sure you two don't try to kill each other again and destroy this ship," he said with a shrug.
The three of them walked casually to a room located at the end of the hallway. When Therius opened the door, Emma could see a spacious room large with a beautiful arrangement. One of the walls was a huge window that showed a fantastic view of the stars-studded outer space.
The library was equipped with comfortable chairs, a desk, and three large cabinets filled with books.
"Please take a seat," said Therius. He pointed to the desk. "You will always study with me here."
Emma saw the library was very comfortable, and she quickly compared it to the small and simple study room she used earlier. Ah, why didn't she study here with Atila and Anddara?
"I like this place. It looks very comfortable. Why don't I study here with my other two teachers too?" Emma asked Therius.
The prince looked coldly at Emma. "Because I use this room every day."
"Oh ..."
At first, Emma wanted to protest by saying that this library was big enough for them to use together, but then she coughed and canceled her words. She did not want to see Therius six hours a day when she studied with Atila and Anddara too. She could only suffer his presence two hours per day.
Therius took a blank notebook and pen and handed it to Emma. "We will start today's lesson by getting to know the Akkadian alphabet."
Emma knew learning a new language was not easy. However, teaching a language was far more difficult than just learning it. So, she was curious to see how Therius would teach her.
Xion sat in a corner, watching the teacher and student interact while enjoying a cup of hot drink. He was also curious to know how Therius would do as a teacher.
"The Akkadian alphabet consists of two types. The old alphabet, and the modern alphabet. The modern written language has been made simpler. However, our old written language is still preserved to this day and regarded as a form of art. You will still see many literary works from the past that are preserved in the original format."
Therius began his class by writing down 50 alphabets on the blackboard with markers. "Our old alphabet has 50 letters, and the modern alphabet has only 35 letters. Akkadian is a tonal language, which means even though the letters might be the same, but the meaning of the words produced can be different, depending on the tone."
Emma swallowed hard. This means she must learn two languages ​​at once, namely the old and the modern ones. Moreover, she had to work extra hard since Akkadian was a tonal language. The tonal languages are some of the most difficult ones ​​to learn. The emphasis and tone must be absolutely correct to produce the right words.
Examples of tonal languages ​​are Thai and Chinese. Using the wrong tone for certain words could make people misunderstand what you were trying to say and words could get mixed up horribly.
"Okay ... I understand," Emma said, taking a deep breath. Therius told her to rewrite each letter in her notebook, and then asked Emma to memorize the first ten letters. After that, he would write down ten words using the combination of those ten letters and ask Emma to read them. 
Once she did it, Therius asked Emma to memorize those ten words. He then displayed ten pictures on the screen that matched the ten new words that Emma had just learned and asked the girl to rewrite them from memory.
Emma didn't always succeed, and she made a few mistakes each time, but Therius didn't say anything at all. He seemed patient and relaxed, repeating his words and instructions. In just one hour, Emma managed to memorize ten new letters and write down fifty objects using a combination of those ten letters.
"You are very smart. If you continue like this and keep studying hard, you will be able to read those books in the cabinet within one month," Therius praised Emma after she successfully wrote down fifty new words at the end of the two-hour session.
Emma felt her rapid progress in her learning was due to her teacher's patience. She studied Mandarin in school since she was a child and it took years for her to understand it properly, even though she was a genius. Her teachers were not as patient as this guy in front of her.
However, she did not want to show Therius that she was grateful and how she admired the technique and the way the prince taught her. Emma just shrugged and pretended not to care.
And suddenly, two hours went by just like that. Therius closed his book and turned off the multimedia screen. "Class is over."
"Hmm ..." Emma took her notebook and rose from her chair. "Can I bring my notebook so I can study it myself in my room?"
"Of course," said Therius. He also handed a tablet to Emma. "This is for you. It contains many important study materials."
"Hmm ..." Emma nodded. She received the tablet from Therius' hand and rushed out.
"If you want to see me and Xion practice our powers and take some notes, we will be in the training room an hour from now. Don't you want to see how he uses his aeromancy?" Therius asked suddenly.
Emma, ​​who had almost reached the door, halted her steps and then turned her head.
"Really? Then, I will be there.."
Xion frowned and was about to shake his head and murmured "No, I want to sleep ..."
However, Therius' sharp gaze made him snort and then nodded. "Fine. I'll train with you."
"Xion needs to train so he wouldn't turn into a sloth," commented Therius.
"See you in the training room in an hour," Emma said.
She then walked away. 
After the girl left the library, Xion patted Therius's shoulder.
"You have a talent for teaching. I had no idea," he commented.
Therius coughed and shrugged. "It's not difficult at all. She is very smart."
"Hmm ... did you deliberately use this excuse to get closer to her?" Xion asked again. "This is a good plan. But what will you do if her husband wakes up from his coma?"
Therius looked at the window and watched the stars outside. His expression looked grave.
"Dr. Salas said that he was very unlikely to survive. I only brought him with us in the ship to coax her," Therius said. "He won't wake up."
"I don't really know Emma, ​​but I can guess that she wouldn't want to marry you if she knew that you killed her husband," Xion said.
Therius frowned at his best friend's words. "What do you mean? I did NOT kill anyone."
"Eh ...?" Xion was stunned by Therius' response. "I am your best friend and know you very well ... I know you are the highest level telemancer, and you can kill him secretly. Isn't that what you did?"
Therius now looked really offended. He furrowed his brow as he glared at Xion. "I'm not a coward who kills his rival secretly."
"You didn't ...?" Xion really didn't understand Therius's reaction now.
Was he really wrong to think that Therius had attacked Haoran in the prom? Was it true that Therius was not the culprit?
Xion became very confused. So... did this mean, Haoran was really sick?
But, he remembered that Therius clearly told him not to interfere, and the next moment, Haoran was suddenly lying unconscious with a brain hemorrhage.


This novel has several male leads and they will shine in their own time.

"A man should have a bucket list, don't you think? It'd be nice to see 24 sunsets with you in one day." - Haoran Lee

"Do you want to see how I would light up the sky for you?" - Crown Prince Therius

"I will be there till the stars don't shine." - Xion Draconi the Time Master

>>>>>
Emma Stardust, who was abandoned in front of an orphanage when she was four years old, turns out to be the daughter of a runaway princess and a formidable general from Planet Akkadia. Her parents left her behind to save her from the pursuit of the Akkadian royal family.

The secret to her past was uncovered when she suddenly woke up at the top of the Eiffel Tower and realized that she could control fire, wind, and various other elements.

And the Crown Prince of Akkadia wanted Emma to become his wife? What happened to Emma's parents? Can Emma accept the prince's love? Will Emma's powers bring her companies ... or enemies?

Follow Emma's journey as she unravels the mystery surrounding her past and her future, and finds true love in the process.

If you like strong FL, space, astronomy, magic, science, and slice-of-life.. You will be spoiled by this book! 

Note: I'm also posting the free chapters in Royal Road under pen name "Xion Draconi"

>>>>>
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* The Prince Who Cannot Fall In Love & The Missing Heiress
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 "Moreover, the books on the third floor only have value as antiques. If you truly want to read them, then head out the door, turn right, and walk 800 meters. There is a specialized Shaolin bookstore. They have all kinds of Buddhist texts. If you see uncle master Yong Ping personally, you can get a 50% discount or even for FREE!"
 Before Wei Xiao Bei could speak, Shi Yan Ping began grumbling some words, using them to attack Wei Xiao Bei.
 Wow!
 Wei Xiao Bei began pondering whether he should drag Shi Yan Ming back with him. If he placed him with Andre, he wondered who would win in the war of chatting.
 Although Shi Yan Ming was a chatterbox, he did, in fact, speak the truth. 
 Wei Xiao Bei also came to an understanding. It was truly as Shi Yan Ming said. The Buddhist texts on the third floor could also be bought in bookstores.
 It was no longer the ancient times. There was no such thing as a monopoly of knowledge, especially for things like Buddhist texts. The Shaolin Temple might even want people to buy these texts to increase the number of believers.
 However, Wei Xiao Bei had a slight premonition that if he walked away and went to use modern printed Buddhist texts, he would miss a good opportunity.
 With this being the case, Wei Xiao Bei did speak with Shi Yan Ming any longer and insisted to go to the third floor.
 Shi Yan Ming had no choice. In the end, he could only agree. However, after calling another monk, Shi Yan Ming himself accompanied Wei Xiao Bei upstairs. 
 He simply did not believe that Wei Xiao Bei could truly take in the Buddhist texts.
 He was someone who had studied it with great difficulty but always felt that reading manga was a lot better than reading Buddhist texts. Amithaba Buddha, every time he read Buddhist texts, he would feel dizzy and sleepy. 
 Luckily, he was a martial monk. He only needed to force himself to understand the Buddhist texts. If he had to participate in Buddhist texts, this would simply be like asking him to kill himself.
 They both went up the stairs to the third floor.
 The third floor was sealed by steel doors that Wei Xiao Bei had already seen when he came up before.
 Although he could store the steel doors in his storage bracelet, it was impossible to restore them once he did so.
 Additionally, the ventilation duct in that place was quite narrow. Wei Xiao Bei had never learned Bone Contraction Arts, but even a practitioner of it would have great difficulty in passing through the duct. 
 After opening the doors, the smell of dust hit him in the face. He was already prepared for it, and he used his hand to cover his mouth.
 On the contrary, Shi Yan Ming had been caught off guard. He sucked in a breath and choked on it, causing him to go into a coughing fit. Afterward, he could only smile awkwardly and fully open the door, allowing the impure air to come out.
 The third floor was the floor that Shi Yan Ming was responsible for, but because there were only a few people going up to it, Shi Yan Ming could be a bit lax.
 Luckily, the Buddhist texts had already been treated. Not only were they treated with medicinal water, but liquid plastic had been sprayed on every single page of the book, creating a layer of plastic protection.
 If it wasn't for this Shi Yan Ming's way of handling the books, they might've already been covered with dust or destroyed. 
 Although a layer of dust had already covered the books, a light wipe was enough to make the books bright and clean again.
 After Wei Xiao Bei looked at the books, his eyes lit up. His heart jumped and did not even pay any attention to Shi Yan Ming who was dealing with the dust. He walked forward a few steps and took an old book. He wiped away the dust and turned the pages.
 However, after flipping the pages, Wei Xiao Bei could not help but feel awkward.
 The reason was very simple. The Buddhist text that he picked up was not written in Chinese but in Sanskrit.
 Let alone the content, he simply could not even understand the cover.
 Wei Xiao Bei did not understand Sanskrit!
 In truth, Wei Xiao Bei was genuinely stunned.
 Shi Yan Ming appeared to be quite smart, could he understand some Sanskrit?
 Thinking about this, Wei Xiao Bei immediately pulled him to the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
 I already feel a headache from reading the Chinese version of the Buddhist text. Sanskrit? Please spare this small monk!
 Seeing that Shi Yan Ming did not understand Sanskrit, Wei Xiao Bei also felt a headache.
 Luckily, there was such a thing called the internet. Without hesitation, he took out his phone. Although he had been staying cooped up inside the Sutra Depository Pavillion every day, he still charged his phone to maintain a connection with others.
 He immediately looked up Sanskrit.
 After looking at the information, Wei Xiao Bei found out that unlike Chinese with many characters, Sanskrit was an alphabet, but there were differences with the Western alphabet.
 In simpler terms, the Sanskirt alphabet had 47 letters.
 This number of letters was already considerably more than the English alphabet, but even more terrifying, unlike the normal alphabet which consisted of vowels and consonants, Sanskrit was composed of words with more than two consonants in a row. 
 There were more than 1000 consonant-only strings, but learning Sanskrit required one to learn all these 1000 consonant strings!
 This was not even considered much. The worst part was that every single noun had eight different formats. The so-called format was similar to the subject-verb-object pattern in Chinese. Other than that, there were also singular, plural and even dual forms for the noun.
 In other words, every single noun in Sanskrit could be shown in 24 different forms.
 Naturally, some of these changes were normal to Chinese.
 It was said that in Chinese level 8 tests, there were some questions that could make foreigners puke blood.
 About 98% of foreigners are said to not even be able to pass the second question.
 Additionally, it was said that Sanskrit could harness mysterious powers and produce miraculous effects.
 For example, one famous phrase, Om Mani Padme Hum. This phrase was made of six Sanskirt letters. Because there were differences among sects, there were different effects when different senior monks chanted it. 
 The most genuine incantation was the innermost heart of the Bodhisattva of Compassion. Saying this incantation could cleanse one's desires, anger, arrogance, envy, and even greed. 
 On the other hand, the Tibetan incantation was used to get rid of damage from evil spirits, diseases, clearing away fatigue, and many others.
 Naturally, Wei Xiao Bei had never truly seen the effects of these words, but he had a little belief in them at that moment. 
 After all, he had already entered the Dust World. It should be a bit normal for Sanskrit to be miraculous, right?
 After understanding the situation of Sanskirt, Wei Xiao Bei spent 20 minutes on the web trying to find a specialized online shop that sold learning material on Sanskrit.
 Learning Sanskrit? Other than senior monks who specialized in researching them, only a few people would actually dig deep into them.
 The heavens had mercy as there actually was an online store like that.
 The main reason it was able to survive was because Wei Xiao Bei had spent 10,000 yuan. 
 Since there was only one store on the internet like that, it held a monopoly and he had no choice.
 But then again, the material provided was actually decent. 
 At the very least, Wei Xiao Bei did not have a hard time learning Sanskrit. Naturally, his [Ten Line At A Glance] skill and his high learning attribute were put to great use. 
 Whether it was the 47 letters or the 1000 consonant string letters, as long as he used a bit of time to mechanically memorize them, he could roughly understand.
 This was only the basics of the basics. The next problem was that learning just the letters would not be enough.
 Afterward, he needed to familiarize himself with some Sanskrit nouns, and try to form sentences from them.
 After looking at the material for an hour, Wei Xiao Bei impatiently researched the Buddhist text in his hand.
 After researching for more than half an hour, he roughly understood Sanskrit writing.
 The book was called Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra, or in simpler terms the Diamond Sutra. The contents were the ideology of Mahayana Buddhism.
 The so-called Prajñā was the Sanskrit word for wisdom, great wisdom, and wondrous knowledge.
 After looking at the Diamond Sutra, Wei Xiao Bei roughly understood its contents.
 The text mainly consisted of the Buddha answering questions of his disciples to display the essence of his knowledge.
 In other words, the Diamond Sutra was of the same status and significance as the Analects of Confucius in Confucianism.
 Before Wei Xiao Bei could reflect on the question and answer the text, he raised his eyebrows and became happy.
 It appeared that his status panel had changed after reading the Diamond Sutra.
 The branch skill Sanksrit had appeared in his [Language] skill!
Language: Chinese (Proficient), English (Proficient), French (Proficient), Spanish (Proficient), Danish (Proficient), Western Divine Language (Basic), Sanskrit (Basic)
 At the level of basic Sanskrit, Wei Xiao Bei was similar to someone who could engage in daily conversations. He would not be able to speak or understand deeper words.
 For Wei Xiao Bei this was not an issue.
 He looked at his evolution points and saw that he still had 1851 points.
 He focused on Sanskrit, consuming 200 evolution points and advanced Sanskrit from basic to proficient.
 Afterward, Wei Xiao Bei read the Diamond Sutra and felt that it was a lot easier to read, but after looking at the text again, Wei Xiao Bei was puzzled at why there were some bits that he could not understand.
 It must be known that his Sanskrit was already at a proficient level!


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

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