This story is based in a world where zombie like creatures are taking over. Because of this,scientists have found a gene called the X gene which granted special abilities to it's bearers. The Main character is a boy who is forced by his parents to go to an academy to hone his skills and help fight in the war against these creatures.

Annixon waited outside of the door. When the sun started to go down, the door of the institute opened. She was all smiling with her stuff, but Annixon noticed the trace anguish in her face. Something had happened.
He walked up to her and lifted her chin. She showed genuine surprise, "Something wrong?"
"You tell me? I will let you in on a little secret. Very few things miss my line of sight." He lowered her lip. A quick fix but one could see that her lip was busted.
He placed his finger on the wound. Runes of light appeared and went into the wound, healing it.
"Somewhere along the line we will come back to this place, and I will warn you beforehand. It ain't gonna be pretty. This institute needs a makeover. I will also find out whether you want me to know or not. What goes around and whomever it was is going to receive it ten times harder…"
"Please… don't, I grew up here."
"I ain't gonna do anything now. I did say someday, but it is going to happen whether you like it or not. One thing you should know about me. I really don't like seeing shit like that."
He bent over to pick up her stuff, "Enough with the maudlin stuff. Let's head out. One point I should bring up though. There are some youngsters that are living with me and an old lady. Just keep away from Maania…You're a dracana, probably won't be so bad."

On the way, Juliza became a chatterbox. Talking about the things she wanted to learn and the things she thought she knew. Annixon just quietly listened to her, smiling and giving the occasional nod.
They arrived at the mansion, with the slightest of light on the horizon. Maania was waiting at the gate, "You're late. I made the food. What's with the dracana?"
Annixon cowered behind Juliza, and whispered, "There she is keep away if you value your own life."
Maania crossed her own arms waiting for a reply, Annixon sighed and spoke up, "She is my student. She came from the institute."
"You have barely been gone for a day and this is what you bring home."
Juliza was getting agitated, "I am right here you know."
"Sorry, it's just this man attracts the opposite sex like the open flame attracts moths.
Annixon resented the statement, "Oi, stop making it sound like I am some sort of player."
"He just can't help to always want to protect people…even if it means getting himself killed."
"Maania, that's enough. I would prefer that we do not go there."
Maania scowled at him and turned away, "Food is ready, and you need to eat."
Annixon exhaled loudly as he looked at Maania's shrinking back, "You will probably learn to live with them, for now, let's go inside and introduce you to everyone."

Anastacia rushed in and gave him a hug, "See Sinah, I told you. He wasn't going to leave us."
"And I told you that if he didn't, he was probably going to bring someone else."
Anastacia stuck her tongue out to Sinah.
Annixon pointed to all the people in the room, 
"That is Anastacia and Sinah. Over there, the quiet one is Amara. The wise old looking lady is Naitra. You've met Maania, by the way, she is much older than she looks, and then there is me Annixon."
Anastacia chirped up, "The band leader of this ragtag group."
Annixon rummaged his pocket and took out the crystal, "I have some work to do. Which one is my room?"
Naitra spoke up, "The second floor straight down the hall. The last room."
"Thanks."
He was about to leave when Maania grabbed his shirt, "Ah, yes food."
He sat down at the table as everyone else joined him. They asked what he was up to as he recollected the day.
Anastacia spoke up, "So now that you have a magite, what are you going to do with it."
"Create a high-powered battery with it. I need some to use it in electrolysis. Basically, I need pure oxygen. I just need to figure out a way to contain in though. Better go speak with D'verg again tomorrow. "

Naitra spoke up, "You have a bed now. Sleep. And make sure you get some proper rest."
"Will do so, mum."
"And if you don't you are going to get proper hiding."
Annixon couldn't believe what he just heard, but couldn't help but chuckle at the statement.
He took the crystal to his room. When he got into the room he was pleasantly surprised by the massive bed. It turned out to be the master bedroom. It even had a desk against one wall. Now it was possible that the girls arranged it but he wasn't about to complain,
He had to think long and hard about how he was going to implement a way for energy release to happen slowly, and not a one-shot release.
HE started by gathering some runes that were blue in nature and it invaded the transparent crystal. Eventually, a lively lightning bolt started to form on the inside of the crystal. He needed to create restrictive runes of the ends of each to create a hopefully positive and negative pole, but he had no engraving equipment.
From the rune book, he came across some basic rune engraving methods. It was surprisingly simple, but it was in a picture format. He has never actually seen someone doing it.
He studied the crystal as Juliza entered the room, "What are you busy with?"
"The crystal battery. It will basically be a method for energy release. The upside is I can instantly recharge this bad boy. My frustration comes in the form of engraving."
"I have some engraving tools if you need them."
"Wait seriously?! Lucky! Why would you have engraving tools? Have you dabbled in it?"
"A bit. I can do some basic engraving, nothing flashy."
Even if she demonstrated it the engravings he does will be radically different from the book's engraving, but he will at least be able to see something.

(Author note:Not going to continue writing anymore. Feedback: Reasons feedback poor.)

Follow the adventures of an old world lieutenant, Annixon bright, that gets thrust into another world due to an experiment that went wrong.


In this world filled with magic called 'Flow Arts'. He himself wishes for a better life in a world were the best piece of technology is nothing more than the catapult. Where the people have to live under the tyranny of the nobles. He will bring technology to a bygone age that relied too much on magic making them vulnerable to what is known as "The Decay".

An entity gifts Annixon bright a gift. Perfect memory and something else. One will have to read the story to find out more. There is more to 'The Decay' then meets the eye. The Decay's only weakness? Weapons not related to magic. Think of Annixon as a cross between Sherlock Holmes, Iron Man and Sun Tzu in an old age.

It was already evening and the police were still looking for Spencer. Two of their dogs got a scent and the officers that were holding the leash of these dogs shouted to call their colleagues attention. They all ran across the dark woods and saw Spencer lying against the tree, sleeping and naked.
"We got him!" the police officer announced. Some of them sighed in relief that they finally found the teen.
Vexa was hiding through the shadows of the trees, she had to make sure that Spencer was safe and found by the police. She glanced at her cellphone and found out that the battery ran out. But was glad that she was able to make a call to the police station and gave an anonymous tip.
She left the scene right away and rode on a bus. She was feeling nervous that something might've happened to Zinc and her mom. But she have to remain calm and alert just in case if the SSK was at her house.
When she arrived at home, she saw her mother sitting on a reclined chair, facing to the television that shows the cooking channel. Even with the loud noise that she made when she opened and closed the front door, her mother didn't turn away or move at all, just sitting still. Vexa was afraid that something might've happened to her mother. As she walk closer to the reclined chair, her heart beat went faster. And in one step, she would see her mother's face in a matter of seconds.
"Why are you late, Vexa?" she asked.
Vexa deeply sighed in relief that her mother was still alive. But from the looks on her mother's face, she looked like she just discovered something that she didn't like.
"I told you to not lie to me ever again! Or hide something!" she said with aggravation. She knew that her mother was mad at something. She didn't have a clue of what was it.
"What are you talking about, mom?" she asked.
Barbara stood up and faced her. Then she handed Vexa the printed pictures of her walking up to Spencer with a knife on her hand.
"It's not what it looks like," Vexa said. "I let Spencer go."
"Are you sure?" Barbara asked with fuming rage.
Vexa pointed the television. "Check the news."
Barbara remained furious at her daughter but she glanced back at the television and switched it to news, showing a headline of Spencer have been found by the police alive.
"I was just there, lying naked. Then this woman who wore a face mask approached me and injected something in me. I fell asleep. When I woke up, my eyes were covered with cloth, making me unable to see anything. And I heard this girl cursed and I wondered who would it be. I stayed on that tree for two hours, I guess? I'm not really sure. My butt was itchy since I don't have my clothes on and I'm sitting on branches and leaves—"
Then Barbara glanced back at her. "But what were you doing there in the first place? Why does it looked like you're about to kill him? Was he saved by someone else like Zinc?"
"No. He was kidnapped by the SSK and I'm the one who saved him," Vexa said.
"What? Saved him? Honey, that's not even your responsibility or something in your code."
"I didn't plan to leave him there, mom. And plus, I was lured by SSK just like she sent you those pictures. She's trying to make us fight, mom."
Barbara held her temples with her fingers and shut her eyes. Then glanced back at Vexa. "You know how hard it is for me to work on with your rules. You are breaking it constantly! Especially the moment that you met Zinc!"
"You're bringing up yourself and the rule book again."
"I agree that you improvise a little bit. But this is too much, honey. You and Zinc should just back out and not mess with this killer since she's dangerous."
"We will not choose a cowardly move."
"Why? Do you want to get yourselves killed? You guys are only sixteen! Let the law enforcement do their job and pick only the low class or less intelligent criminals!"
"Mom, we're the ones who found out the Lakas Gang's hideout. And we barely got out. That means, we can do it. I don't want to be stuck as a killer who just stalks and kills low profile students who just rapes, smuggle the drugs and other things that doesn't involved killing. Because I know that they can change. And I'm not sure in the rule book anymore, mom."
Barbara sighed after their heated conversation. But then she realized that her daughter was just growing up.
"I'm sorry," Barbara said then she heaved a sigh. "Maybe I was just stress at work."
"It's okay, Mom," Vexa said.
Barbara just smiled and stared at her daughter. Vexa was wondering why her mother was acting odd. Then Barbara walked closer to her while her eyes remained on her, sliding her hands through Vexa's straight hair.
"You are starting to get annoying like any other teenager. You are breaking the rules of your code. You have a boyfriend, or someone that you're dating. And you're getting prettier," she said. "You are really growing up, my daughter. And I am proud of you."
Vexa just stared at her mother as she listened to those rare words. Her mother could be strict sometimes but she would never forget to be sweet to her. That was why Barbara never put her daughter to adoption even if it was part of the process back in the day when her deceased husband died. And even covered her tracks even if she knew that her daughter have a psychological problem.
But Barbara have been bringing this guilt for all of these years of taking care of Vexa. And she was constantly worrying if ignoring Vexa's psychological attention with therapy was just making her worse or did the rule book refined her as a person.
"But why did the SSK lured you into that place?" Barbara couldn't help but wonder.
"She asked me to join force with her."
Barbara scoffed. "Do you know who she is?"
Vexa shook her head. "I don't know who she really is but the police said that she's been doing this for ten years."
"Yeah. I remember that before when I was still working as forensics officer," she said. "She's the most wanted killer around the country. Imagine, killing thousands of people all over the country especially the provinces."
"Yes. She's quite good," Vexa said.
"So what did Morgan and the police say?"
"I'm not sure. But saving Spencer will be a good lead," Vexa said, atleast to what she hoped for. She suddenly remembered that she have to talk to Zinc and ask for updates. "I'm going to my room."
She turned around then went upstairs. Then she stopped midway and glanced to her mother. "Thank you, Mom." Barbara smiled then Vexa continued going upstairs.
As soon as Vexa arrived the room, she plugged in the charger to her cellphone and it powered on. She went to the bathroom to wash herself and change into a sleeping wear. Lots of messages and calls that she received from Zinc while the shower runs throughout Vexa's petite body.
The window of her room slowly opened and a woman wearing a mask, gloves, black clothing and her hair tied up entered the room while taking gentle steps. She took Vexa's cellphone and deleted all the messages in it. As soon as she heard the faucet turning off, she quickly placed it back on the bed, walked towards the window in a fast pace that she accidentally tripped over on a broken exterior sill that she left some of her blood on that wood. She groaned in pain then she saw the light turning on Vexa's room. Before Vexa could see her, she was able to disappear from her sight.
But Vexa felt like someone just came into her room but saw nothing. She walked to the window then looked out and saw the a black cat jumping down the fence. It was the same cat that she saw at the front porch nights ago. She put her body back inside the window and shut it. The blood was still there on the wood.
After Vexa put on her clothes, she picked up her phone and saw nothing in her inbox. She was hoping that Zinc messaged her for updates. Then she suddenly had another thought that he probably shared the details to Mimosa instead.
She dialed his phone number but it went straight to voicemail again. And she wondered if something happened to Zinc. She thought of calling Mimosa. It rang multiple times until she answered it.
"Hey, Vexa," Mimosa said while panting. Vexa's eyebrows furrowed. She was wondering why Mimosa had ragged breaths.
"How's Zinc? I've been calling him and he's not returning my calls."
"Oh. We already split up an hour ago. So I'm not sure why," she said then Vexa heard the faucet running from Mimosa's background.
"Okay," Vexa said then she dropped the call.
That would already made sure of her that Zinc was safe. But why did he kept ignoring her calls if they split up an hour ago? Shouldn't Zinc be at home right now? Charging his phone's battery just like what Vexa did?
Vexa couldn't help it so she stood up and put on her clothes then went outside the house. She rode a bus and got off at Zinc's area. She rode a tricycle and dropped off at Zinc's house. The lights inside the house was on and even his car was here. However, his father's car was still not here so that means Zinc was alone.
Vexa stepped on the front porch and noticed that the door was slightly open. She got alarmed and looked around her, took out her knife then went inside. The place was warm and dim because only a few lights were turned on. She heard footsteps from upstairs and she could guess that there were two people up there. She slowly went up the stairs and the footsteps suddenly faded. She continued walking through the short hallway until she reached Zinc's door that was slightly opened. She had herself ready to come in and attack if the enemy was there. But as soon as she opened the door in a slow pace, she saw Zinc making out with Mimosa.

High school student by day, serial killer by night

Vexa behaves as a normal sixteen-year-old student during the day. However, she has another identity unknown to everyone. At night, she discreetly terminates her fellow students such as the bullies, rapists, drug addicts, killers, and many others having bad records.

As the authorities found dead bodies dumped in Tuson's River, the school administration decided to cooperate in finding the suspect. As the investigation continues, Vexa's hidden identity becomes threatened more than ever.

"Your majesty, so these 'watches' and alarm clocks would be able to tell the time?" 
"Hmhm... they will!"
Tim was really mind blown by the fact that such a thing could even exist.
Sometimes, he felt like Landon wasn't human.
No no no... scratch that!
Most of the time, he felt like Landon was a God in human skin.
The more he read the notebook in his hand, the more fidgety he became.
"Your majesty, will we sell these goods out of Baymard in future?"
"Yes... these ones will be sold out, since they work on Batteries."
The concept of Batteries, wasn't new to Tim and a lot of workers within his industry.
The only battery that existed in Baymard right now, was the one for heavy machines.
These ones consisted of sulfuric acid solution, and several flat plates that acted as galvanic cells in series.
Granted when they made their first battery ever, it wasn't as well done as those ones back on earth.... but it still got the job done either way.
The only problem was that those ones didn't last as long as those ones back on earth.
When they made their first battery, its outer box was made of metal... and some of the plates were done unevenly.
But once better tools and plastic came into the picture, Landon switched it up and modified several outer components once again.
All in all, these batteries were constantly improved upon monthly.
For wrist watches, tiny 'coin' or 'button' sized batteries were ideal for them.
And for wall clocks and alarm clocks, the Batteries needed to be like the ordinary batteries made back on earth.
Landon was talking about the ''A', AA', 'AAA' battery types and so on. 
To make batteries, one needed special materials and chemicals that would aid in the transfer of electricity.
There needed to be a cathode, anode, and a fluid or material that would aid in electrical flow.
Landon was sure that the people outside Baymard, wouldn't be able to come up with the exact components and chemical solutions required for battery production.... without guidance.
So why should he be worried?
Even if they made the other components of the watches and put them together, the watche's hands wouldn't tick without a battery.
Take for example Lithium batteries.
He had already planned on extracting Lithium from 'Lithium Feldspar rocks' underground the caves, and use them to make ordinary batteries as well as coin batteries.
Lithium was the core drive within these types of batteries.
And if people didn't know how to extract it from ores and rocks, how were they suppose to make these batteries?
Plus other places didn't have plastic or rubber, to make the outer frames for wall clocks... as well as alarm clocks.
So there was essentially nothing for him to worry about.
Once Baymard officially opened up to the public in July, these items would be exported to various regions around Hertfilia.
"And your majesty, this photocopying machine is supposed to lessen the burden within the Printing Industry?
If it does what you say it can do, then the workers would probably celebrate in your honor!"
"Was it that bad?"
"Your majesty, you have no idea!
We have a massive waitlist from all the workplaces already."
Well, Landon could understand their joy as well.
To put it simply, when any workplace needed to make copies of any document, they would immediately place orders with the printing... do that their copies could made.
This industry handled school papers, reports, books, I.D cards, driving licenses, and other important documents around Baymard.
So if the hospital needed 20 copies of a particular document, the workers within the printing department would have to get it done for them.
Of course the hospital would have to pay for these services as well.
And all these printing orders had put everyone around Baymard on a waiting list, which greatly slowed down development and productivity.
Hence Landon had wanted to make photocopying machines A.S.A.P.
Firstly, all industry and workplace documents should be photocopied within those particular workplaces.
For security reasons, it wasn't proper to have confidential documents leave those workplaces.
And secondly, this would greatly improve productivity and efficiency around Baymard.
Everyone wouldn't need to run up and down the place, as they could just make several copies of multiple documents within their offices or workplaces.
And the printing Press could finally focus on their numerous jobs, like printing books, I.D cards, labels on several company boxes, plastic bags, clothes and so on.
Plus having a photocopying machine will also be good for the Landport and banks in future.
Any visitor or customer's document that needed several copies, could be done within those establishments... rather than running back and forth, and keeping these people waiting.
Now focusing on the machines themselves, the interior part consisted of 5 main components within them: a light bulb, a photosensitive drum, 2 rollers, a toner, and a conveyor belt for loading the paper.
Baymard already had conveyor belts... as they were previously manufactured at the start of October.
And of course light bulbs and rollers already existed as well.
So that just left Landon with the toner and the photosensitive drums to make, which weren't hard to do.
Anyway the machine worked like so:
When one places his/her document upside down and presses the start key, an intense beam of light (from the bulb).....flashes onto the document.
This light then gets reflected towards the photosensitive drum.
Now here's where the magic really happens.
This drum is electrostatically charged by a high voltage wire.. as well as coated with a photosensitive chemical (selenium).
Since Selenium is a semiconductor... that would mean that it would act as an insulator in dark areas, as well as conduct electricity when light falls on it.
Bottom line, when the light gets reflected off the document..... it reaches the photo-conductive drum, and gets its ions displaced.
As negative charges make an electrical shadow, the drum begins to rotate.
And finally, this negatively charged shadow moves towards a positively charged toner.
Negative and positive... you get the picture.
Both charges stick to each other, and an inked image of that document is formed within the charges.
Then a new sheet of paper is feed into the hopper of the photocopying machine.
The hopper carries the paper on a conveyor belt upwards, and moves towards the drum and the toner.
The charges drop onto the new sheet of paper, and the document is finally photocopied.
As the photocopied paper makes its way out of the machine, it will pass through 2 hot rollers. 
These rollers aid in fusing the toner particles onto the paper permanently, by inserted heat and pressure onto it.
The whole process involved light, reflection, conductivity and ions.
Well anyway, this machine will have an "On' and 'Off' button on it.... and would work electrically, and steam powered (for those within buildings that don't have electricity).
A photocopying machine doesn't necessarily need the internet... it wasn't a printer.
Also, Landon had decided to add several other buttons at the corners of the photocopying machine.
Kind of like a keypad.
If they wanted to make 10 copies, they just had to tap '1' and '0' keys.. and then press 'Start'.
Well... with this, he decided to start teaching the workers a little bit about computer engineering as well.
Up next Landon Wanted to focus on Radios.


Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

  
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Author here, thank you all for tuning in..... english is my second language... so I promise to try my best.

P.S, please dont compare my Novel to others... not all world development novels have to have the same format.

Tap. Tap.
Tap. Tap.
Tap. Tap.
Tap. Tap… Tap.
Tap. Tap… Tap.
As we continued our journey down the long hall, I listened closely to the sounds of our footsteps; distinct crisp taps against the glossy ceramic tiles echoed out loud with each step we took. However, after some time had passed, what was once the sound of two footsteps suddenly grew to three. Ours were in sync, but the third was a half a beat off from ours.
I had my eyes on the receptionist in front of me the entire time, but it appeared they hadn't noticed the sound of the phantom third footsteps behind us. Someone who I initially didn't notice had stepped out of their office, that was how I rationalized it in my head. I've been a bit jumpy over the last few days; but perhaps to the receptionist, the additional set of footsteps probably wasn't something of major significance.
I took a deep breath in and resolved myself to not look back. If you look you lose. Looking back would be a sure fire bad end screen in a horror game. There's no way I'll be stupid enough to look. Must resist the temptation. Curiosity killed the cat.
While such wishful thoughts of escapism flew through my mind, from behind, I felt the sensation of a gentle finger as it brushed across, starting from the middle of my back, all the way down my spine. The suddenness of it all had me jumping slightly like I'd been electrocuted and without a second thought, I turned around only to find nobody was there.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah... Nothing... Sorry, I thought someone was behind me just now and I got a bit startled."
"Are you getting haunted by a ghost now instead of your exes?"
"Ha. Maybe."
"Anyway, we're here now, just wait inside here for a moment. Investigator Zenos should arrive shortly."
"Alright."
The receptionist unlocked the door, then turned on the lights in the room before she left me to wait in an eerie boardroom all by my lonesome. Similar to the hallway, it was a completely white room with a long white table at the center and black cushioned chairs surrounding it. There was a black chalkboard on the long wall in the room as well as a projector screen mounted along the shorter dimension of the room.
In total there were two doors in the room along the wall opposite to the chalkboard. Honesty, the room felt very peculiar to me. 
If I had to point out what made me feel so unsettled, it was likely related to the out of place, old fashioned shaded antique lamp at the very center of the table that provided additional illumination to the room. The lamp, despite its antiquated appearance, looked to be battery powered as there was no cord. I suppose the reason for it being there was in the unlikely event the ceiling lights malfunctioned for some reason. 
Shit. That's not foreshadowing. No freaking way is it foreshadowing anything. I really wanted to just leave and go home, but it really wouldn't look good if I did that after coming so far. Even if I knew it was coming or expected it was coming it still had me on edge. 
Quick, make some other reason for it being there so I can cancel the foreshadowing. It was surely also there for meetings to provide small amounts of light when the main lights were off so people could take notes during presentations when the projector was in use. Safe! Yeah… that should work and cancel out all godforsaken acts of foreshadowing. 
I pulled out a seat with my back facing the chalkboard so I could keep an eye on the door. If anything messed up was going to happen, it would surely come in through the door. If I had my back to the door I'd definitely be boned. 
I waited patiently on high alert like an eagle eyeing his prey. For a solid five minutes I glared at the door like my life depended on it, but it didn't take long before I got bored. Just as I was about to let my guard down when I realized nothing freaky was happening, I heard the sound of a glass crack to the left. One of the fluorescent bulbs in the overhead lighting panels had gone out. Since there was still a significant amount of lights on, I didn't pay it much attention and just treated it as a one off. I still had delusions that my secret technique of the quick play magic card, foreshadowing cancellation, was somehow miraculously in play.
Several minutes passed by in silence where nothing else occurred. In my boredom, I took my phone out with the intention to play some games to pass the time, only to find that the battery was at two percent. Reflexively, I pulled out my charging cable and plugged it into the power outlet at the center of the table without much thought, but the moment I plugged it in the lights momentarily flickered on and off. 
Due to the unexpected sequence of... well, in reality I knew it was coming when I realized I'd made an inadvertent horror oopsie with my careless actions, but I was still caught off guard and instinctively unplugged the power cord from the outlet. The moment I did so, the lights immediately shut off. The only illumination in the room that remained came from the gap beneath the two doors along the wall opposite to me.
To any other person put in my situation, with all the freaky stuff that has happened recently, the common sense thing to think of would be that it was the work of ghosts. It would also be common sense for me to try to turn on the battery powered lamp that just so happened to conveniently be in the room; however, I am not a man of common sense who will fall for such obvious ploys. It's like blatant clickbait, someone clearly wanted me to turn on that wretched and despicable lamp at the center of the table. With that being the case, I did the only rational thing I could do. I closed my eyes with the intent to take a nap.
If god gives you lemonade, you make lemonade, right? Well, if god gives me darkness, wouldn't the natural reaction be to sleep? It was a sign sent down to me from the heavens to sleep and act like everything was perfectly normal. If I turn on the lamp, there will surely be some sort of jumpscare waiting for me, but if I do nothing and don't see it, then it's as if it never existed to begin with. It was the same concept as crouching backwards through a horror game to avoid every jumpscare scare. Right now all I had to do was patiently wait for my savior to enter the room and I would be safe.
Coincidentally, as if my savior had responded to my train of thought, it was almost as if everything was coordinated beforehand; I heard the sound of the door handle as it was slowly turned until a small click resounded amidst the darkness. It seemed my savior, the man of the hour, Investigator Zenos was finally here. I reopened my eyes and looked directly at the door closest to me only to realize the light that entered the room through the small gap under the door was much unlike before I closed my eyes; it was presently flickering on and off.
The door slowly creaked open as a low, long and drawn out squeak reverberated throughout the room. My eyes were locked directly onto the door waiting for Investigator Zenos to step in. In a small interval between when the light flickered on and off, two shadows appeared cutting into the continuous stream of light that entered the room through the gap beneath the door. I let out a sigh of relief as I was certain it had to be Investigator Zenos.
Without any warning the light suddenly stopped flickering and remained shut off and the squeaking noise from the door simultaneously ceased. I immediately noticed that another click sounded out from the other door leading into the room on the far side. When the door was fully opened, a man entered the room and looked directly at me and asked, "Mr. Genovese, correct?"
Seeing the man call me by name, the tension in my body from moments before vanished as I slumped backwards into my chair. I glanced towards the door close to me for a moment without answering him, only to find the door was fully shut and the light was shining through the gap beneath the door like when I first entered the room.
I was now left with several unanswered questions, but there was no one who could answer them. Was I just hallucinating due to the stress? Was everything that just transpired in my head? Unfortunately, I would likely never be privy to the truth.

Transported to another world, our hero must thwart the evil demon lord where levels rule all-

Cut!

This isn’t some damn generic isekai!

But if we don’t market it as one, nobody will read it. Look man, isekai to web novels are what thots are to twitch. If you’re not doing isekai, you may as well just jump off a cliff, die, and pray to all the gods above that you reincarnate as a beautiful cat girl. Isekai is like a slice of humble American Pie. It’s like the child you never wanted, but after you stuck your dick in that glorious isekai pie once, you immediately realized you could never pull out again or ever be satisfied with anything else except for that hot garbage.

I know, I get it, the masses demand le isekai, but we can’t sell out.

Look man, just put isekai in the title and see if it makes a difference. Just call it a social experiment or some BS.

This was a summary of my life consultation with the god/devil-like voice in my head trying to tempt and make me fall to the dark side.

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"Small Cap. You still with me!" I called out to my friend on my shoulder. 

My heart raced with anticipation.

"Freend? Is Nestmate Freend okay?" His small voice came through.

"Thank heavens!" I sighed with relief. "He's fine. You should rest. You saved us Small Cap. I'm proud of you."

I gently placed him back in the belt pouch.

"Good. Me sleep now Freend." He yawned, got cozy and eased into a peaceful sleep.

"Sleep well." I warmly smiled at Small Cap's slumbering form.

Penetrating stares compelled me look at the others with a dubious expression.

"What?"

"You. I'm in my body!" Death frowned.

"I know. You're looking, um, human."

"No. That's not what I mean. How'd you do this? Wait!" He became flustered as he tried to determine the reason behind the magical miracle. "I'm proud. Grateful, but very confused. You've never had magic. Let alone of this ability."

Death shook off the rest of his words to silence.

"What did you mean when you said Moralta made mistakes?" Brystagg asked his burning question.

I surveyed the increasing mass of Zyon residents eager to tour Sol's bountiful pleasures. 

A lot of the agitated winged reptilians, flaming humanoids with two-heads and the shrouded human types were constantly bombarding Sol's protective layer with all forms of magical attacks. 

For now, the layer was able to diffuse their efforts with gray electrostatic energy. It hid part of their images behind gray clouds.

We had some respite.

"Death. You said the banshee had taken you. I don't think you were wrong," I said to him.

Death raised one of his brows with a strange expression.

"I think Moralta abandoned you, not realizing your immediate potential. That was his mistake," I blatantly explained.

He furrowed his brows.

I further explained on my hypothesis.

Moralta was used to living off the memories and magic a body held without the original ego. So, he was probably under an assumption that he only needed Death's body for the alchemy knowledge it preserved. He was not aware of Death being the holder for the Power of Preservation nor holding any other power he'd need later. How could he? This fact was only known when it was revealed in Minos.

Why was Death's ego linked to a banshee? His ego was powerful enough to attract interest from the spider demon. I suspected Moralta had left Death's ego behind when he was escaping the banshee, which had traversed into a tunnel.  This tunnel had been embedded with sacral magic from the dimension slip. It had forged a time-link to twenty years in the past. It was fortunate that Delphi had noticed this disruption. She was able to maneuver situations to our favor as much as possible.

Another mistake that the hiruda had made was when I had rescued War. 

The juxtapositioner demon had been extracting knowledge of the Dark Grimoire from his mind under a belief that it was consuming knowledge from it. Since War was now Gat Shiem's library given his image bound memory. Neither demon had considered the fact that the Grimoire was not a book. Knowing a spell was different to being able to apply it successfully. Moralta could only achieve a carbon copy effort.

"I'm impressed." Brystagg flashed a lopsided smile. A resemblance to Trix.

"It's just a theory." I failed to hold back my smugness at feeling clever.

"That's a clever hypothesis, Baby Brother." Death praised me yet still looking confused.

Colin reminded us of Trix and Leinard still withering within the gold coin tree. I groaned when I spied familiar links of blue light near the backs of the brothers.

"Ego links." Colin signed. "Of a sophisticated level too. Breaking these won't be easy."

"I know." I groaned again and heard Death gasp.

"I remember that numbing heartache." He shuddered at the sight of the links.

I held his trembling hand to steady it.

Brystagg cursed when reached for Trix. His hand suffered a temporary burn from the gold light of the Primary Core's trunk. Colin did the same thing and copped a painful burn.  They weren't able to get close to the Aueralius Brothers.

"You were able to come and go unharmed." I faced Death.

Death passed his hand through the light without any problems.

"What does this mean?!" I frowned.

He let out a short breath and stepped into the trunk before the Brothers. He was careful not to disrupt any of the rows of spinning coins. He grabbed their ankles hovering in mid-air near his head. 

"No idea what I'm doing. But try to enter the light now."

I tested a finger, drenching it in gold light and felt warm and calm. I peered at what was keeping Leinard suspended within the tree's trunk. 

Fine blue lines were wrapped around various areas of his arms, legs and torso. A strong blue chain of light was protruding from his back. Parts of the chain connected Trix's.

What had these brothers experienced that kept them in a vegetated bind to the Lotus Bridge? How many were their regrets?

"I'll continue to act as the insulator. Please, don't take too long." Death gulped with beads of sweat trickling down his face and neck. His skin was flushed.

"Break Leinard free. I'll work on Trent." Brystagg ordered me over his shoulder. He was facing Trix.

The Wisteria Garden Squad Captain had lost muscle tone in his arms, his cheeks were slightly sunken.  Similar to what War had gone through at the Juxtapositioner's lair.

Colin explained that the primary energy core powered everything within the labyrinth. It ensured data feeds to maplinks, tunnels changes, direction and movements. It typically didn't require an extra battery to run. But because of the abnormal amount of pressure used to change the labyrinth's geography in a short span and being out of kilter with time. It was draining the brothers' chi to function. 

He suspected that their minds and bodies were acting as the energy channels and filters.  Once they were freed from the trunk, he would be able to correct the light and energy to the Lotus Core. Thanks to the unexpected information he had received earlier, which he suspected might have come from Trix.  Even incapacitated, that man found a way to assist his men.

Death was able to slow down the direct currents that relied on Trix and Leinard. I wondered if it was by use of his new power.

"Wait. Why do you think I could break the Colonel free?" I blurted to Brystagg.

"You love him, don't you?" Brystagg answered.

"Heck no!" My mouth reacted. "I m-mean. Not in a pervy way. No. I mean..."

I glanced to Colin and groaned at his cheesy smirk.

Brystagg's eyes narrowed.

"Fine. Don't give me the small-eyes, Sire." I sighed.

I faced Leinard who appeared as a sleeping angel. He had also muscle-tone making him appear skinny like me. I felt angry at seeing his sedated form held together by fine threads of blue light. Slight involuntary twitches to his fingers, cheeks and mouth made me realize the nightmare he was possibly facing. I calmed my anger.

I stepped into the trunk of light and next to Death.

"How'd we do this?" I was unsure where to start.

"Place your hand on his heart, but don't touch the blue links." Death answered for me.

I pressed my hand over the free space of Leinard's heart.

"Famine." I gasped when I felt Leinard's voice strike my brain like a bolt of lightning. 

I recoiled my hand.

"Don't let go! You'll lose the connection and any hopes of saving him." Death huffed, looking pasty.

I returned my hand to Leinard's heart and screamed.

I felt fire and the pain of knives cutting my skin. My senses were assaulted with pain. Insufferable agony made my vision spin out of control until all I saw was black.

"Famine. You're here?" Leinard's voice broke through the thick black. "Hold to me. Please don't let go!"

I suffered the pain without resistance. It eventually eased to soothing relief. 

Leinard's true form became clear.

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A hundred years has passed since <The Great Upheaval>, <Superman> and <Ultraman> was forced to merge again as <Cosmic Armor Superman>, in order to heed the call to restart both their Earth's destiny anew. Some heroes and villains, have retained and was able to exist on the reborned earth...others are not so lucky...

<Larfleeze> of the <Orange Lanterns> was one of the unfortunate "deaths". He and <Ophidian the Tempter> have been fused together but was remade into a blank slate. Their personalities are gone and they have are now known as the <Agent Praesul>.

Their fusion was caused by, when they were being <Restructured> into existence again, the <Orange Central Battery> and <Blue Central Battery>. Both combined into the <Sepia Lantern Central Battery>, an unprecedented fusion on two very opposing force. 

This produced a very unique side effect, the <Greed> effect of handling the orange battery can only focus on one, whoever wields the <Sepia Lantern Ring> and its battery, will only contend on one form of greed...

...and now its seeking a new host...

[Somewhere on the Far East]

"Damn fucking idiots! I know I'm just an undergrad but I do have some skills and has the ability to challenge myself and learn, why why won't you just give me a fucking break!?"

Rand Brown, an undergraduate of a local college, just came from work and was lounging around near the coastal area. 

Born from a poor family, Rand has a few average skills of the trade, but was always hindered by his lack of a college diploma, each and every time he looks for work.

Currently lives alone in a rundown apartment, he couldn't afford to live alone but was forced out by his father. He works part-time on his uncles' store but is determined to find a much more high paying job. The day was wasted, as he was given the standard lines of "unfortunately we are not currently looking for..." or "the job needs at least XX year experience...", the usual drivel spouted at you when you aren't qualified...or is lacking in educational credentials.

"If only I wasn't poor and average, I would be doing more good. Why oh why am I being tormented and those that needs punishment and deserves to be tormented even more, are free getting fat and getting richer everyday!?

Why are they, being blessed when they are fucking criminals, who cause pain and suffering to people? Why are the heroes always looking to "reform" them, when clearly they don't deserve redemption? Aish...this world is totally unfair. If only...I had some of that power...just enough so I can repay my family and maybe...make my mark on this world."

I can't take it, life is so unfair. All I could do was put my face on the palm of my hands and cry. I have never cried when my aunt, uncle or grandma and grandpa...I only cried when a girl I courted on high school rejected me.

After a few minutes, I looked around, fixed myself and stood up. I looked at the waves as they hit the rocks near the shore. Before leaving I looked up, to get my spirits up and try even harder...when a bright <Sepia Light> was heading towards my direction.

Some people nearby are screaming, while I at the point of impact, was cemented on my location. I couldn't move---no matter how hard I tried.

Then the bright sepia colored light spread everywhere...

I remember that it was almost evening when I was sitting on a cement bench near the coast, its nighttime now. I was all right but my clothes make me look like a bum "salary man" in one of those K-dramas (Korean). I looked around and the impact crater is visible but suspiciously no one is around and there is no commotion.

Usually an object falling from the sky, is a great way for news and media outlets...but there are none anywhere. I double checked again, my back, my legs, arms, spine and then....my hands.

There was a smooth brown matte finish ring on my left ring finger. I do not recognize the logo but I do know that it belongs to a lantern...

<"Greetings I have traveled trillions of light years for you, <Sepia Lantern Alpha of Space Sector 2814>. You have been chosen to wear and bear the mantle of the <Sepia Lantern>.">

"WHO ARE YOU!?? WHERE ARE YOU!??"

<"No need to shout. I am called <Agent Praesul>. The entity that resides in the <Sepia Lantern Central Battery> that is currently residing in the dimension of you soul.">

"Wait...what? No no no no, I understand the <Ring> but the central battery? Wait. According to <Heroes and Villains Almanac>, the only lantern that needs its central battery to be always near...them.....is..."

<Correct. Before me, the ring was an <Orange> color. A fortuitous accident, has enabled the fusion of a <Blue Lantern Central Battery> and an <Orange Lantern Central Battery>, bringing the two disharmonious force into one.

Thus the sepia-colored ring or the <Sepia Lantern Ring> and <Sepia Central Battery> was created. Every thing is much more efficient and thus tremendously halving the "greed factor" of the orange color.">

"Wait, halving so there is still an after effect?"

<"Its a silver lining. You are now able to choose any <One> obsession or desire that you want: money, women, or power or SUPER power: speed, strength, agility, etc. and all that. Now...make you choice...">

[Choose your Greed Rand Brown and fulfill your destiny]

This is happening, a chance to change my life for the better. It would've been better if I was struck by lightning like <The Flash> or was trained by the <League of Assassins> or chosen normally by a <Green Lantern Ring>---but no, instead I got a new version. One that no one has heard about, a villains power.

A few good things though, its new, not as dangerous as the former color...it was fused with a blue lantern item---an item for good. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe it was just my luck or...my destiny to have this in my hour of need...

"I choose my greed: to become the most powerful among the heroes AND the villains."

[Objective acquired. Greed set on becoming the most powerful. Abilities have been unlocked.]

[Ability Drain = acquire the ability of a target. 0/??]

[Light Construct = able to create perfect copies but limited depending on the user's current ability. Limited to create 2/?? constructs with 75 percent power from the original. Can change constructs on the fly, copies are made by <Scanning> the intended copy.]

[Light Barrier = allows ability to breathe in space and liquid, deflect energy beams, absorb some kinetic force.]

[Energy Blast = can choose and alter any <Light> energy for use.]

[Flight]

[Light Year Range Communications and Reception]

[Scan]

[Translator]

I can feel the central battery "inside" me powering up and pouring power into the ring on my left hand. The ring gave off a bright sepia colored glow, I reckon that it can be seen for miles. I don't want to attract any attention, who knows what the <Heroes> would think, against someone wearing an unknown W.M.D. (weapons of mass destruction) that a lantern ring could bring.

<"Do not worry, sir. I have already erected a barrier of light that makes it appear, everything inside slash us, normal. To others outside the barrier there is no crater or damage, just a normal fixed bench near the coastal area.">

"Very prudent. You're like my own personal <Alfred> hologram."

<"Ahh yes the famous butler of the <Dark Knight>. I am far superior though and I can wield the <Sepia Energy> to protect you in dire situations. I can also use it to help you to fulfill your greed.">

We...I left the scene immediately and proceeded to test the <Ability Drain>. My former bully as the first on my list, a neighbor five blocks away, was a fucking dickbag that always makes it his personal quest to inflict misery and humiliation at me, on a day to day basis---even when we are now adults.

I used the ring and managed to gain entry, I provided my own unique get up based on a suit from a video game. My mask though is purely original, a <Sepia Smoke> is constantly surrounding my head, making my whole head hazy and mysterious. Only a bright sepia light from eyes can be seen, a total villain, if anybody ever saw me.

I can obtain a <Construct> copy by either scanning the original or the ring downloads all known facts about the subject through various means, as long as a viable D.N.A. (deoxyribonucleic acid) sample is provided. 

I obtained funds by obtaining a copy of <Batgirl>, her data and info plus a strand of her actual D.N.A. provided by some shady black market trade via consignment. 

Batgirl Construct was the one who gave me the capital by hacking known and unknown criminal offshore accounts, for me to secure "for her" payment and obtain another sample. This one from <Bane>.

I don't know how to increase the quantity of constructs but if my guess is correct, I need to use the <Construct Creation> often. 

Anyway once I got Bane, I go to the bully's house and ordered Bane Construct to beat the shit out of him. To top it off Bane Construct, rained on him threats and curses and various forms of tortures that he will do if he ever messes around with me again.

I heard the next day he vacated his home for someplace faraway from here...

On this day, <Avarum> was created. The chocolate camo military style getup, fully equipped with a main weapon, a SCAR-FN rifle, a sidearm on the left and right are a pair of .50 desert eagle magnum, six grenades on my front snugged on a grenade vest and a standard backpack with amenities and supplies.

All the weapons, equipment and accessories are of course energy constructs, they deliver a much more powerful version, I drained a lot of abilities including weapon creations, from both humans and metahumans, giving me knowledge of almost all forms of earth weapons.

My constructs grew as I constantly fought and scanned and obtain D.N.A. samples and data of all known heroes and villains.

The most helpful are the combat related ones like Batgirl, Wildcat, Bane, Slade, Nightwing, etc. I can handle long range and close range combat if need be. I also gained trade skills like hacking, intricate knowledge of the mystic and supernatural arts, other world techs and so much more.

My affinity with the <Sepia Ring> has grown immensely as well, my constructs are much more intricate than Hal Jordan or Kyle Rayner combined. I can summon constructs on the double-digits now, although they can only use 75 percent power capability, their looks are perfect to the core. They are also graced with the same armament like me, totally unlike other lantern corps in the known universe.

By draining all the abilities of almost all villains and heroes, I rendered all of them inert. My actions has always been to lay low, the <Justice League>, <Teen Titans>, even <Cadmus> are no doubt aware but my deception was just too good, for them to know the real me. 

Almost all the villains and low level heroes, that I "retired" through compensation or for those who are...*cough..."well seasoned", I put them through "a more thorough cooking process". 

I substituted my constructs for those I deemed worthy enough, low level enough, to pass inconspicuously through the eyes of say, Batman, Superman or Lex Luthor and his <Legion of Doom>. I, someone who was formerly a nobody, has eyes on these super powered humans' big name groups.

With this I gain power silently and biding my time, until I can directly confront, both the <World's Finest> and <Underworld's Finest>.

My "forces" continue to bring hard justice, not just physically, mentally but also dealt a blow to all forms of criminals' income as well. I leave just enough for their families but other than that everything belongs to me. 

Me and my <Sepia Lantern Corps> established our own utopia on <Okaara>. I saw green lanterns trying to establish outposts, must be to test the waters if the former orange lanterns was still alive. I can control both orange and blue light, combine them or separate them, during my practice. I emitted a visible large scale orange scan, from the planet and focused mainly on the incoming green lantern patrols.

In a few hours the corps base and equipment vanished...

Unlike Larfleeze, I conquered the Okaarans and established my dominance. I was not a cruel ruler but rather a firm one. I focused on combat, learning and self sustenance, teaching them various ways through the use of my constructs abilities.

By keeping the Green Lantern Corps at bay, I was able to establish a growing army of Okaarans. Armed, armored and well versed into all forms of combat. Have data on all known would be enemies of mine and knowledge of land, sea and air vehicles. They really love vehicles and those armor suits.

I established a capital called <Avarum Central>, a sepia colored castle one flowing river on the left and a growing field of giant wheat, corns and other edible vegetation on the right. A thousand meter wall surrounds the capital, keeping monsters at bay.

All current Okaarans can fight but can also farm their own food, create weapons and armor or mine, just to show how versatile they have become. Through my hard work they deified me, creating a sepia statue, that silently emits a powerful invisible orange energy in space.

My efforts in disciplining my people came with sweet results, as Okaara became a tourist destination, with how I trained my Okaarans on establishing hospitality to other species, they are a total boon to an already successful venture. 

<Okaaran Beer> has this unique taste, smell and flavor only found on Okaara. Okaaran armor is also a prized treasure, especially for any enthusiast who collects them. Through improved living conditions and me terraforming the planet, Okaaran women and men have started to evolve beautifully in a few decades. 

Our population grew exponentially, creating more bodies to be trained and nurtured. The <Vega System> was ripe for expansion, my kingdom grew at a very fast pace.

All types of species, came to become a true member of my <Sepia Lantern Corps>, my army grew again and again and again.

I still silently abduct persons with powers or abilities that I need, as the upcoming <Second Great Upheaval> that I will create by finally confronting those big name heroes and villains, drew ever so near. 

I cannot wait to put them in their place and making them watch me from the sidelines, in establishing a true, hard conditioned, peaceful era that will spread to all known and unknown universe for more than a thousand years.

But that is for the future...mother's birthday is coming up and next month is their anniversary, I need some perfect jade and diamond to create the perfect gift, that she would surely love...

My sources say that the <Fortress of Solitude> has the jade and the <Batcave> has a confiscated <Oan Diamond>...

What to do..what to do...what...to...do...?

Wu You Lan said curiously, "Brother Lin, what are you laughing about? Is there something good that happened?"
Lin Fan smiled as he said, "No, I just saw a piece of news and it's really heartwarming. This is really good."
To a normal person, this might be a very normal thing. However, Lin Fan's meeting with that tramp the previous day had changed that person's life.
He was also secretly proud of it. This thing that he produced was quite amazing. It produced results so quickly.
Zhao Zhong Yang, who was using his phone, started talking to himself, "D*mn, there's a new influenza."
Lin Fan asked, "What influenza?"
Zhao Zhong Yang shook his head. "I don't know. I think it's the newest one. Many people from a small town are infected. This article doesn't describe much. It just advises people to watch their hygiene."
Fraud Tian said, "This kind of thing typically gets wiped out very quickly. Our country's medical treatments are quite advanced."
Lin Fan stayed there for a while more before he prepared to leave and find a target.
He had already realized that, if you pay more attention sometimes, you would be able to discover some things that have been neglected in the past.
"I'm going out."
Lin Fan gave everyone a holler before leaving the shop.
Fraud Tian watched Lin Fan's back view as he left. He said curiously, "What has this kid been doing recently? He keeps going out. Could it be that he has found a girl outside?"
*Cough cough cough*
When Zhao Zhong Yang heard that, he immediately started coughing. "Fraud, are you trying you find trouble for yourself?"
Fraud Tian said, "What do you mean by that?" But just as he said that, he sensed a strong killing intent directed at him. He looked over and laughed before slapping his own mouth. "This mouth of mine really likes to talk rubbish."
"I was just bullsh*ting. Pretend I didn't say anything."
Wu You Lan glared at Fraud Tian and snorted three times coldly as if to say 'You better watch yourself.'
Outside!
Lin Fan was driving his car and thinking where he should look. Shanghai was so big. This kind of situation was not uncommon.
*Screech*
A sports car appeared next to him. It was also waiting for the traffic light.
The light turned green.
They accelerated.
In front, a man was driving a battery-powered vehicle. A child was sitting at the front of the vehicle. The traffic light was now red and the vehicle was supposed to turn, so it waited there.
But the child in the vehicle was not obedient. She thought they had reached, so she jumped off the electric vehicle and ran to the left side.
When that man realized that the child was running on the road, he panicked and quickly got off the vehicle to chase the child. Especially when he saw a few cars speeding towards them, his spirit left his body.
Lin Fan had been in a carefree mood at first but suddenly, he saw the situation in front and was given a violent shock. A child was running in front of him and, judging by his momentum, Lin Fan wouldn't collide with him but that car next to his would very likely run over the child.
Especially because the horsepower of this sports car was rather high.
Without thinking, he jerked the steering wheel to the side and banged his car onto that sports car. He jammed the brakes to position his car perpendicular to the road to block off the cars behind.
He looked at the situation. It was f*cking dangerous.
The traffic police had seen the situation from the start and he had wanted to run over to help but it had been too late. He hadn't expected a car to push aside the car next to it and block the road.
In his heart, he was praising this driver's quick-wittedness.
In the sports car.
A young man was sprawled on the steering wheel. His head was hurting a little. When he realized his car had been knocked into, he flew into a rage as he flung open the door.
When he saw the state of his car, he started cursing out loud.
"F*ck your mom! Are you f*cking blind? You'll have to sell your house to repay me now." Huang Zhen was furious. He felt that this was really f*cked up. Someone actually dared to purposely collide with his car.
Usually, when other drivers saw his car, they would stay far away from it in fear of even touching it.
If they just scratched it a little, they would vomit blood.
Now, someone actually dared to bang into his car purposely.
Lin Fan got off his car and walked a few steps to that adult and the child in front. "Is the child alright?"
The adult was in a pretty severe state of shock. He shook his head. "He's fine, he's fine. Thank you so much."
The situation had been way too dangerous. He also knew that if it hadn't been for this person in front of him who banged into the sports car, the outcome would have been horrifying.
After all, the cars behind couldn't see the situation in front. Even if they had managed to dodge the sports car, they wouldn't be able to dodge the subsequent cars.
The traffic police ran over in a hurry and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder. "You're way too awesome. In such a critical moment, you actually thought of such a solution."
Huang Zhen was fuming as he walked over. He shoved Lin Fan furiously. "Do you have a f*cking problem? Pay for my car!"
But Lin Fan didn't move at all from Huang Zhen's shove. Instead, Huang Zhen felt as if he had pushed a concrete wall. Even his wrist was hurting a little.
The traffic police had wanted to see how this quick-witted hero looked. But when he saw the owner of that sports car in a rage, he hurriedly said, "Youngster, don't be rash. This was a special case. If he hadn't knocked your car aside, you would have run over this child."
"What kind of joke is that? So what if I run over him? This brat was asking for death himself. You couldn't have blamed me for running him over," Huang Zhen answered without thinking.
"How can you say such things?" The traffic police frowned as he felt that this young man's words were too brutal.
Lin Fan turned away from the traffic police and the sports car driver. He patted the child's head. "Little girl, don't run around as you like from now on."
"Thank you, thank you," the adult kept on thanking him. However, there was still fear in his heart. This situation had been caused by his daughter and the car which had been banged into was a luxurious car. How could he possibly pay for the damages?
"Alright, there's nothing else for you here. Go on." Lin Fan said with a smile.
Huang Zhen had been quarreling with the traffic police the whole time when he suddenly heard Lin Fan say that.
He actually told that battery-powered vehicle driver to go. Then, Huang Zhen barked, "Who agreed to let them go? Don't move! Before we settle this matter, nobody will leave."
Lin Fan turned around and looked at that young man. "Why do you speak without thinking?"
At that moment, the traffic policeman took a closer look at the hero's face and was startled. He gasped in disbelief, "Master Lin…"
Lin Fan nodded at him.
Meanwhile, when Huang hen found out that this was Master Lin, he was startled as well. However, thinking about how his beloved car had been damaged to such a state, he was still furious.
"Good, you're a famous person. That's good. Let them go then. You will handle this matter for me."


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

In the evening, Shui Shui Sat in front of the computer and looked at the group. Within a few minutes, the group had changed from two people to six people. They were all very strange faces, and these people were very enthusiastic in their greetings.
"Hi, how are you? " They sent a smiley face.
"Hello. " Shui Shui's reply was very cold, because she was waiting for the other party to say it.
"A friend said that your ghostwriting is very reliable, and he also got the highest score. We all have the same thesis title. If you help us ghostwrite, will you write the same model? It's easy to be discovered. " They were actually also looking for ghostwriting They were afraid of finding unreliable ghostwriters, but now that it was just one ghostwriter, would it be easy to be discovered? This was a very serious problem.
"Don't worry about that. It won't happen. I'll write in a different style and guarantee the quality. You can refer to your friend's thesis. There won't be any plagiarism. " Shui Shui was very confident because Shui Shui also hated plagiarism. And changing styles was also easy.
"I can guarantee that it'll be of a certain quality. I know that you might not believe it at first, but I can't do anything about this because I've only helped your friend ghostwrite for her. Everything else depends on you. " Trust was a very difficult hurdle If she couldn't trust her, then there was nothing she could do. After all, she wouldn't be willing to do a loss-making business for something like this.
The others all remained silent. The person with the online name Qingfeng suddenly spoke "actually, I feel that if we're looking for someone to write for us, we definitely have to find someone who won't cheat us. Shui Shui Shui is actually not bad. At first, I didn't trust her too much, but because the thesis was too rushed, I decided to choose her. I also succeeded. She's really honest. "
Shui Shui was a little surprised. She didn't expect him to say that.
Shui Shui stood in front of the computer and smiled. They were also very cute. She replied, "I'll do my own thing first. I'll say it first. I don't have enough time. I won't accept it. "
The other party was a little nervous because the deadline for the thesis was quite early. The number of words wasn't much, and this person had helped their friend before. There shouldn't be too much of a problem. It took courage to step out of trust. They decided to trust this woman whom they had never met before. Money wasn't a problem. The problem was that if they didn't write the thesis well, it would affect their grades. And they didn't really want to write it themselves because they had played in university for a few years If they wrote it themselves, they really would not be able to write it.
Shui Shui saw that they were all looking for her. "please send the time and request to me. "
These five people had the same request. Shui Shui Shui took a look at it and said, "the number of words in your thesis is not much. The academic requirements are very high. "
The request was not explicitly stated, but that was the meaning of these few words.
When Shui Shui said that they found Shui Shui to be quite professional, the teacher had said in class that this was an article that needed to be written in academic terms and could not be too straightforward. However, the request was not explicitly stated.
They waited expectantly for Shui Shui's words.
After a long while, Shui Shui replied, "it's not a big problem. The number of words is only around 2,500. It's mainly about your major. You can send me your class information. I estimate that I can finish five articles in ten days. If it's early, I will contact you. "
"Okay. " They saw that the time was so fast and could still accept it. If there were any problems, they would be able to deal with it in time.
Shui Shui prepared to do her own things with her underwater computer. There were a lot of things to do. The design drawings and basic graphics were already out. This wheelchair had many functions. When needed, it could change its shape so that the person in the chair could stand up.
After a long time, she reached the last step and started to ponder. It seemed like something was missing. What exactly was missing She was a little confused. It used a lot of physical force, which could be used in a wheelchair. Right, it was the power of the wheelchair. The battery No, the battery was not safe. She was conflicted. After all, it was a household use. Perhaps it could be set as a human-powered device. It could be used to power a bicycle. She could turn her foot into a hand.
With this idea in mind, she erased the design drawing and redesigned it. This time, she drew very quickly because she had all the concepts in her mind.
She stopped writing and a design drawing came out. She could start working on the detailed description and description.
She did not know if the gift teacher would like it, but since she had decided to do something, she would not stop halfway. As for her father's gift, she would also work hard.
"Ring! Ring! " The phone rang.
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She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

Adam transformed into his Warrior of Light form and drew Bailfire and leapt into the air as he did Time Lord stood still once he got closer Time Lord lashed his arm out but Adam was quicker and sliced off Time Lords arm once it fell to the floor Time Lords arm melted away blood sprayed around the room as Time Lord screamed " I will kill you for that you worm!" then Adam saw a large dark shadow approaching as they were fighting Zain had made his way to behind Time Lord Adam yelled out to Time Lord " look out behind you!" Time Lord turned around but that is exactly what Zain wanted Time Lord to do as he thust his sword into Time Lords chest. The Six was amazed at how fast Zain was Time Lord did not even have a chance to react to his attack as Zains blade went straight though Time Lords chest. Adam fell to his knees as he watched Time Lords eyes roll back in his head and his Central Heart Power Core break into pieces like it was glass. Singar screamed out at the top of his lungs " NOOOOO! YOU MONSTERS HOW COULD YOU?!" 
   Singar had to restrain himself from lunging at Zain he know that he would get killed as well and  he was far to old to be fighting a monster like that so he turned to Adam and said " I beg of you please avenge my masters death." Adam asked Singar " how can I avenge him?" Singar replied "You must destroy the Dome Power Cell Battery Generator so that I may take the place of king and rule this Kingdom as it should" 

    they nodded and saw the Dome Power Cell Batter Generator at the end of the tower. Ralingar, Victor, Jason and Luke leapt up and attacked Zain while Adam, Nina and Kai'la La'gar rushed to the Dome Power Cell Battery Generator and Nina said " I don't think it matters how we destroy it we just need to destroy this generator"  as Kai  and Adam took their swords out and thrust it into the control panel as they did the dome disappeared and they heard the sound of clapping hands the Six turned around and saw Zargorwarth the Demon Lord who was smiling darkly and said " hello Six we meet again and this time I will be taking those Dark Ring Fragments." Adam reached for his blade Zargorwarth extended his hand and Adam fell to the floor gasping for breath  Zargorwarth walked towards them and said " I will not be  denied the honor of my Ultimate Form. With are far more powerful then my other four Transformations" 
    Zargorwarth stopped and loosed his grip Adam let in a deep breath falling backwards once Adam thought " can Zargorwarth be speaking of one of the Transformations that can be achived though untapped power?" the rest of the group knew that Zargorwarth had five of the Rings of Darkness and if he could transform four more times then he could be unbeatable Zargorwarth said with a grin " you know since I am feeling in a good mood I will show you my first Transformation. But I must tell you that this is transformation is not due to the Rings of Darkness this is from untapped dark Power and I have four more once I reach my fourth transformation and each transformation is stronger then I last. Once transform into fourth transformation I can reach my True Form." The group did not know what to think if each transformation was stronger then the last they  just hoped that Adam would be strong enough to defeat Zargorwarth in the end. Zargorwarth powered up and said " now it is time for you see my first Transformation and quake in terror at my dark power!"

Five hundred years ago, King Az'artan died on his death bed he and his three sons were told by a Jin'qua that in ten years time a great and unknown evil the likes that the universe of Tyilingariea had never seen will admerge but also six heros of legend will come each from a different universe. A human Kyle Rider, a bounty hunter Kain Riddle, a princess Kai're and a pair of twins Nina and Lucas Silverstar. each will play a role in saving this world as well as every Multiverse in existice in this five book epic

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