A boy, named Zayn, member of famous boy band 1D and the son of one of the richest man in London decided to pursue his degree in London business school to help his father in his business later. 

 One young girl, y/n, from a middle class family from India dreamt of studying in London business school and got a chance too. But she is lost in the vast and complicated world of London and felt lonely. Facing too many problems, will she be able to get her aim fulfilled? Will she be able to make the young man, Zayn, realize what actual love is?

It’s a known fact that if a person questionable credibility tells you to leave everything to him or her, you shouldn’t expect much of the outcome, it was already a bit too late when Hao Ren learnt this. He was stunned and realized how unprepared he was for this trip when Vivian started speaking in the ancient Anglo-Saxon English.


A dizzy landlord, a gullible werewolf who was asleep as if half-dead, and a seemingly dependable vampire who turned out to be quite useless, found themselves lost in a foreign land with no means of communication. As they had not thought of the possibility of encountering a language barrier, they didn’t care to look up the directions on the web.  Had he foreseen this, he would have asked the airport staffs for assistance. The least they could do, even with the language barrier, was point him to the nearest embassy. Unfortunately, this matter had not cross the minds of this trio.


Vivian, with her ancient accent was trying to communicate with an old local chap. Hao Ren, confused by her accent, could only look on with pity as the old man, a native English speaker, struggled to converse with her as she bombarded him with series of "What?".


"Give him a break, Vivian" Hao Ren gave Vivian a nudge. "The English that you are speaking is a very ancient form of the language. Do you know that it is totally different from the English we converse in these days?"


Vivian looked distraught "How could the language change so much? I was just using the older form of the language. Now, even the pronunciation had changed so drastically?"


Hao Ren took a long sigh "When you were born, humans were still living in caves and grunting in their conversations. How silly can you be, seriously?"


"I'm not that OLD alright?" Vivian glared at Hao Ren. "Those people were part of the Jurassic era!" 


Upon seeing them arguing, the aged gentleman stepped in to stop the squabble. He maintained his composure even after all the trouble Vivian put him through, a real gentleman. He grabbed Hao Ren's arm and went. "Chinese? Are you Chinese?" 


Hao Ren blinked and thanked the heavens that he still remembered some of the English from his school days and quickly nodded.


The old gentleman smiled and pointed towards a young lad in uniform. Hao Ren and Vivian instantly understood his intention.


Hao Ren and Vivian sheepishly looked at each other and thanked the old gentleman and quickly dragged along Lily, who was still asleep standing, to the service counter. The staff was a good lad dressed in a smart uniform. The moment Vivian got to him, she started going. "%￥@@%￥#￥#%￥@?"


Hao Ren quickly pushed Vivian aside and smiled at the young man and spoke in mandarin, "Uhh, sorry my man, do you know about...." He stopped half way through as realized that the young man might not be able to catch what he was saying with his native slang and switched to a more standard form of Mandarin. "Good day, I can't speak English. I need to go somewhere. May I know who can I seek help from?"


As he listened to Hao Ren, the boy frowned a little as he tried to construct a sentence in Mandarin in his mind. He then quickly smiled as he reverted back to his professional facade and pointed towards the car park. "There... there are a few Chinese among those taxi drivers... go... go ask if they can help you." Said the boy as he struggled to pronounce the last few words of the sentence with a weird intonation.


Hao Ren happily thanked him and headed quickly for the car park. He never thought that the vampire who could outargue Arthur Pendragon was pretty much useless when she was needed the most. Her crowning accomplishment was to puzzle a poor old Briton and in the end it was Hao Ren who had to ask for directions in Madarin…


Life was definitely much more interesting compared to novels as it is not reasonable at all for most of the time!


"You can continue sleeping once we get to the hotel, hang in there."  Hao Ren said as he tapped Lily on the shoulder. All he heard was a light snore. This dumb werewolf really didn’t let her surroundings disrupt her biological clock. The wee hours in London was about the same time as Lily's naptime back at home. She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes. At that point, she was pretty much following Hao Ren around with her eyes closed while putting her acute sense of smell to good use as she stayed right behind him, much to his surprise.


Not before long the trio arrived at the carpark looking for the Chinese taxi drivers. While they sure look the part, most of them were actually British born Chinese, and spoke only a little Mandarin. They were clueless when they saw the address that Hao Ren wrote in Mandarin.


Lucky for him, one of them can converse in Mandarin at a decent level. He was exhausted from all the inconveniences of being in a foreign country. The glee of suckering Raven 12345 into giving him a huge sum of money for the trip had faded by now. He quickly realized that this is one hell of a mission, one that would drain the life out of you. It seems that Raven was dead serious when she said she would put her employee’s capability to the test! 


It won't be surprising if Raven12345 had actually thought of the part where Hao Ren, after getting that huge sum of money, would lose his head and go travelling without much planning.


There was another possibility that Raven12345 thought it would be a good time for Hao Ren to get used to the two bungling numbskulls by his side.


Though they were rather ill-prepared for the trip, Hao Ren still remembered to book a hotel beforehand. As he was given huge sum for this trip, he booked a suite at this rather high class hotel which, on their homepage, advertised their multilingual staffs who are supposedly proficient in Mandarin, ensuring the quality of service even to Chinese tourists. At this point, Hao Ren no longer give a toss about the quality of service, he just hoped that the staff could show him to his room without much hassle. After which he would contact Raven12345 for any pointers for the mission.


After an hour plus ride in the taxi with the taxi driver with a decent command in Mandarin, the trio finally arrived at the hotel in Central London. After they got out of the cab and paid the fare (Hao Ren wasn't sure if he got ripped off or not, he couldn't care less at this point.) Vivian looked up to the bright sky and went, "So many years had passed huh, back then there weren’t that many houses around."


"Didn't you say that humans were still living on trees when you first came to Europe?" Hao Ren spat at Vivian as he held Lily who could barely stand straight. "You've lived so long. How did you missed the difference between the lifespan of a vampire and that of a human? We are in so much trouble today because I put too much hope in you."


Vivian frowned sternly. "I have a good temper, but I still have the pride and dignity of a vampire noble, your constant mockery towards my nobility is..."


"Pay up next month's rent then." 


"... You can say whatever you want, as a noble I won’t be calculative with you."


Hao Ren was speechless. 


It was his first encounter with a noble who was pushed to desperation by her monthly rentals.


"As planned, let’s rest a day or two, to get rid of the jetlag, reorganize and collate information we have. After that I'll be reporting in to Raven12345. Hao Ren took a deep breath and sighed, "Based on the address provided by Raven 12345, finding it will not be a walk in the park."

Walking towards the hotel entrance, the trio was unaware of the brief, yet intent gaze of a shadowy figure at one of the windows on the sixth floor of the hotel as it quickly drew the curtains back, just as quickly as he pulled them back for a peek. 






As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants. 
His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizzare fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!

Everyone was very happy when the new member joined them. 

Uomi had also come after she was done with her student council and didn't show a surprised expression when she saw Azusa join as a new member. 

"Why are you not surprised?" Yukari asked. 

"Hmm, loli attribute? I think she is suitable to join," Uomi said with a serious expression. 

"......" 

Yuuki was speechless and asked, "Is there something in the student council? If you're busy, you can take a break since you need to take an exam next year." 

"It's alright. I have got a recommendation," Uomi answered with a smile while hugging him. 

"......." 

"That's right. There is a school festival later. Can you help to perform there?" Uomi asked. She knew with Yuuki and Yukari their school festival would be very great. She didn't ask Mio, Ritsu, Yui, Mugi, and Azusa to join since their school was different. 

"I'll help you." 

Yukari and Yuuki nodded since they could support their school at this school festival. 

They didn't go back directly but went back to the recreation room again since Rossweisse had something important to talk about with everyone. 

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"LONDON!!!!!" 

Everyone exclaimed when they heard it. 

"Really? London?" Yui seemed happy. 

"Hello... What's your name..... How are you....." Ritsu said with a broken English language. 

It is quite normal for the people in this country to have a strange pronouncement in the English language.

"London....." Mio said softly, but her eyes were full of excitement. 

"Yay! We can go out together!" Mugi was also happy. 

Azusa looked at Yuuki and asked, "Are we really going to go to London?" She had just joined the band but she didn't expect her to suddenly need to go to London. 

Yuuki also felt a bit surprised and asked, "From who does this job come from?" He felt quite curious since the concert was in a foreign country.

"It's from the government," Rossweisse answered. 

"Government? Really? How come?" Sawako was surprised. 

"It's an exchange culture. They have invited us to sing at their event in London," Rossweisse said. She was quite excited and wondering whether Yuuki would accept this job. 

Yuuki thought that this job wasn't that simple. He felt like someone had pulled the string behind him for the job. 'Is it dad?' He was wondering whether his father would ask him for an exaggerated job later when he had arrived in London. 

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"Achooo!" Issei sneezed. He wiped his nose while looking at the poster of the exchange culture with London and also a contract of job. He grinned and thought about his eldest son. He knew that his son would accept the job. 

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"Yuuki, will you accept this job?" Yukari asked. 

"It's also a good place for a honeymoon!" Uomi said. She was quite excited when she thought that she would go to London with him. 

Yuuki who looked at everyone knew that he needed to accept this job since he could see that they were very excited. "Say, when is the date?" 

"It's three weeks from now. There is enough time for you to practice before going to London," Rossweissei said. She looked at Azusa and said, "Is it alright with Azusa?" 

"W - Well, I - I also want to go to London." Azusa nodded since she also wanted to see the home of The Beatles.

"How about your parents? You need to get permission from your parents before we have decided to go to London," Yuuki said. He knew that his father didn't really care where he had gone out but it was a different matter for them since they were still in high school. 

They nodded and would definitely get permission from their parents. 

"So you're going to accept this job?" Yukari asked. 

Yuuki nodded and said, "Yes. You also want to go there too, right?" 

Yukari smiled gently and nodded. She hugged him and kissed his cheek. "Thank you." She would also love to see the world before she graduated from high school. 

"It's alright." Yuuki nodded. 

Uomi also kissed him on his cheek since she was quite happy that she could go out with him. "London! I'll definitely get permission from my parents! Do I need to bring you a marriage certification?" 

"......." Yuuki twitched his lips and said, "That's too early." He didn't have an intention to marry in high school but he might do that after his graduation. 

Uomi pouted but didn't care much since she was only joking. 

Azusa, who was by their sides looking at this scene with a red face after seeing someone kissing each other in front of her eyes, was very intense for her who didn't have that much experience in that matter. "W - What's their relationship?" She didn't seem surprised when Yukari kissed Yuuki since they were a duet and a lot of people had shipped their relationship. She was quite surprised when Uomi also kissed Yuuki but Yukari didn't seem angry. 'What is this situation?' 

"They're dating," Mugi answered. 

"......" Azusa was surprised and asked, "Yuuki-senpai is dating two girls?!" She could see that both Yukari and Uomi were very happy. 

"Yes." Mugi nodded and didn't think that this scene was strange. 

Azusa saw Mugi's expression and everyone was wondering whether she was the one who was strange. 

"Yes. They're lovers." Yui nodded. 

Mio sighed looking at them but suddenly she thought that she could use the chance when they were in London to close their relationship. 

"Yes, Azunya. Yuuki is a big bad wolf. He will eat you later," Ritsu said, trying to scare her. 

Azusa wasn't scared but her face turned red when she thought that she would be eaten. 

"Who will eat who?" Yuuki said and knocked Ritsu's head. He was quite annoyed since a petite girl wasn't his type of girl. 

"It hurts!" Ritsu snorted while caressing her head. 

"Y - Yuuki-senpai will eat me?" Azusa asked while looking at him. 

"......." Yuuki was speechless looking at this pure girl. He could see that everyone was looking at him and one wrong move he might do here. He patted her head gently and asked, "What do you think?" He thought that this girl was so cute that he wanted to bully her a bit. 

Azusa's face turned bright red. "Y - Yuuki-senpai! W - We have just....."

"I was joking." Yuuki smiled and thought this girl was very easy to tease. 

Azusa was speechless but also felt quite disappointed. 

"Don't bully her again. Don't you have a promise?" Rossweisse said. 

"Oh, right. I'll go back late or I might not be going back tonight. I'll tell you later," Yuuki said and kissed each of them.

Rossweisse nodded and said, "Yes. I'll tell everyone." 

"Bye, everyone!" 

"Bye!" 

Yuuki went out since a cute mother-in-law had been waiting for him. 

"Where is he going?" Sawako asked. 

"Date."

"Eh?!" 

"...."

"EEEHHHHHHH!!!!" 

"Oh, right!" 

Suddenly everyone looked at Yuuki who had come back. 

"There's a concert a month and a half later at Amagi Brilliant Park," Yuuki said. 

"......" 

"EHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

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Crossing into the anime world and have a rescue system that will pop out a quest suddenly.

Can I get items and abilities after completion?

Do I have to travel to another world?

But before that Yuuki needs to save the world of otaku? Even though he is a Yakuza?

Everything start from here.

(This synopsis looked like the one from my Hitotose Note).

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Amara with a tray of brownies that she just made heading to the backyard. There she heard bits of conversation between her father, mother and Uncle Josh. Even though she only heard bits of it, she understands the core information. First, she won't be attending Uncle Josh's school, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; second, she will be attending wizarding school somewhere near London named Hogwarts because of her father's job; third, she can't leave to London with her parents; and last, Uncle Josh will be the one helping her to buy school supplies and guide her through how to get to school there.
'So Uncle Josh will be the one who helps me buying supplies and go to Hogwarts. To be honest I'm disappointed that I can't study in Ilvermorny because Uncle's story of his school days is so awesome. Well it's better than nothing,' thought Amara.
Even though she heard the 'slightly' secret conversation, she doesn't pretend to not hear it, instead, she is running fast to them to ask a question. Of course, she was careful enough to not make the brownies fall.
"Is it true that I will not attend Ilvermorny like Uncle Josh?"
"It is true darling, your father's job had been moved over to London. If you study in Ilvermorny it will be too far and I also your father don't want that to happen." Her mother answered her question.
Amara pouts and asking again, "Are Hogwarts or something is like Ilvermorny at all? Because all I know about wizardry school is only from Uncle Josh and it was only about Ilvermorny and a bit about Castelobruxo that is in Brazil."
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the British wizardry school, located in the Scottish Highlands, Amara. They also have houses just like Ilvermorny," this time Joshua answered her. 
"Here I have bought you a book called Hogwarts: A History. I think it will introduce you to Hogwarts as a first-year."
Amara reads the author's name is Bathilda Bagshot and it was a new printed edition, also the synopsis reads as the following: "Do you want to know the secret of Hogwarts? This book contains all the necessary information that you need and also don't. Though it was your choice to read it or not I will give you one trivia fact, the ceiling of the Great Hall is bewitched to look like the outside sky. Do you want to read it now?" 
'What a strange introduction to a book, but I have to say it makes me curious.' Amara's thoughts on the book.
"Thanks, Uncle Josh."
"You all right, Amy? I'm sorry you can't attend Ilvermorny," Alexander apologized as he knows how much of anticipation that his daughter had to attend Ilvermorny.
"It's okay, Papa. I know you can't help as your job required you to move to London," she replied. "When are we going to buy supplies, Uncle Josh?"
"How about when you're exactly eleven? And in the meantime, you can read that book and other old books from my school, though maybe they're a little different from what Hogwarts is using now."
"It's a promise then if you lie you have to buy me a pet," grinning Amara.
"All right, little Amy."
==========
Right on June 13, Joshua came to guide Amara in buying her school supplies. Joshua also brought a letter of acceptance from Hogwarts to Amara. The letter is pastel yellow and uses purple wax seals in the form of a lion, snake, badger, and eagle. The front letter being addressed to Ms. A. Hill and her house address and bedroom. It reads as follow:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall 

Dear Ms. Hill, 
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. 
The term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. 

Yours sincerely, 
Deputy Headmaster
Filius Flitwick 
And in the second paper there is a list of all school necessities:
UNIFORM 
First-year students will require: 
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings) 
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags. 

COURSE BOOKS 
All students should have a copy of each of the following: 
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk 
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot 
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling 
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch 
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore 
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger 
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander 
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble 

OTHER EQUIPMENT 
1 wand 
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) 
1 set glass or crystal phials 
1 telescope 
1 set brass scales 
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad. 
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK

Yours sincerely, 
Michelle Redtwig
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions 

After reading the letter Amara scrunched up her forehead. 
"Really? it's been ages since Mir-phone is invented. Why do they still need an owl for this kind of work? Owls nowadays are only for being pets and package delivery to the local place that doesn't cost as much as Floo Express Delivery. Is this school not up to date?" Amara said with one eyebrow up in question.
"Well, maybe that's their unique way of communication," grinning Joshua.
"...." Amara can only stare blankly at her uncle.
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A few moments later Amara and her uncle are on the car heading to Dragonite Mall, a central market for all wizarding folk in America. It is an equivalent to Diagon Alley in Britain. Unlike Diagon Alley, Dragonite Mall is like a mall for No-Maj in common. The only difference is inside the have an extended charm for so many shops and also they pay with American wizarding folk currency, Dragot, and Sprink. Dragot currency has 3 types, which are 1 Dragot, ½ Dragot, and ¼ Dragot. 1 Dragot equals to 100 Sprink, ½ Dragot equals to 50 Sprink and ¼ Dragot equals to 25 Sprink.

Amara is a muggle-born witch from America who had to decline an offer to study at Ilvermorny because of her father's work moving to London. For a reason that is she could not be far from her parents, Amara had to study at Hogwarts instead. Amara's uncle is a wizard so Amara has been introduced to the thing named magic since she was a child. How was Amara's adventure at Hogwarts when everything felt new but familiar at the same time? The cover is not mine to take credit for.

England is a country that is part of the United Kingdom.[5][6][7] It shares land borders with Wales to the west and Scotland to the north. The Irish Sea lies west of England and the Celtic Sea to the southwest. England is separated from continental Europe by the North Sea to the east and the English Channel to the south. The country covers five-eighths of the island of Great Britain, which lies in the North Atlantic, and includes over 100 smaller islands, such as the Isles of Scilly and the Isle of Wight.

The area now called England was first inhabited by modern humans during the Upper Palaeolithic period, but takes its name from the Angles, a Germanic tribe deriving its name from the Anglia peninsula, who settled during the 5th and 6th centuries. England became a unified state in the 10th century, and since the Age of Discovery, which began during the 15th century, has had a significant cultural and legal impact on the wider world.[8] The English language, the Anglican Church, and English law – the basis for the common law legal systems of many other countries around the world – developed in England, and the country's parliamentary system of government has been widely adopted by other nations.[9] The Industrial Revolution began in 18th-century England, transforming its society into the world's first industrialised nation.[10]

England's terrain is chiefly low hills and plains, especially in central and southern England. However, there is upland and mountainous terrain in the north (for example, the Lake District and Pennines) and in the west (for example, Dartmoor and the Shropshire Hills). The capital is London, which has the largest metropolitan area in both the United Kingdom and the European Union.[nb 1] England's population of over 55 million comprises 84% of the population of the United Kingdom,[3] largely concentrated around London, the South East, and conurbations in the Midlands, the North West, the North East, and Yorkshire, which each developed as major industrial regions during the 19th century.[11]

The Kingdom of England – which after 1535 included Wales – ceased being a separate sovereign state on 1 May 1707, when the Acts of Union put into effect the terms agreed in the Treaty of Union the previous year, resulting in a political union with the Kingdom of Scotland to create the Kingdom of Great Britain.[12][13] In 1801, Great Britain was united with the Kingdom of Ireland (through another Act of Union) to become the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. In 1922 the Irish Free State seceded from the United Kingdom, leading to the latter being renamed the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.[14]

Toponymy

See also: Toponymy of England

The name "England" is derived from the Old English name Englaland, which means "land of the Angles".[15] The Angles were one of the Germanic tribes that settled in Great Britain during the Early Middle Ages. The Angles came from the Anglia peninsula in the Bay of Kiel area (present-day German state of Schleswig–Holstein) of the Baltic Sea.[16] The earliest recorded use of the term, as "Engla londe", is in the late-ninth-century translation into Old English of Bede's Ecclesiastical History of the English People. The term was then used in a different sense to the modern one, meaning "the land inhabited by the English", and it included English people in what is now south-east Scotland but was then part of the English kingdom of Northumbria. The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle recorded that the Domesday Book of 1086 covered the whole of England, meaning the English kingdom, but a few years later the Chronicle stated that King Malcolm III went "out of Scotlande into Lothian in Englaland", thus using it in the more ancient sense.[17]

The earliest attested reference to the Angles occurs in the 1st-century work by Tacitus, Germania, in which the Latin word Anglii is used.[18] The etymology of the tribal name itself is disputed by scholars; it has been suggested that it derives from the shape of the Angeln peninsula, an angular shape.[19] How and why a term derived from the name of a tribe that was less significant than others, such as the Saxons, came to be used for the entire country and its people is not known, but it seems this is related to the custom of calling the Germanic people in Britain Angli Saxones or English Saxons to distinguish them from continental Saxons (Eald-Seaxe) of Old Saxony between the Weser and Eider rivers in Northern Germany.[20] In Scottish Gaelic, another language which developed on the island of Great Britain, the Saxon tribe gave their name to the word for England (Sasunn);[21] similarly, the Welsh name for the English language is "Saesneg".

An alternative name for England is Albion. The name Albion originally referred to the entire island of Great Britain. The nominally earliest record of the name appears in the Aristotelian Corpus, specifically the 4th-century BC De Mundo:[22] "Beyond the Pillars of Hercules is the ocean that flows round the earth. In it are two very large islands called Britannia; these are Albion and Ierne".[22][23] But modern scholarly consensus ascribes De Mundo not to Aristotle but to Pseudo-Aristotle, i.e. it was written later in the Graeco-Roman period or afterwards. The word Albion (Ἀλβίων) or insula Albionum has two possible origins. It either derives from a cognate of the Latin albus meaning white, a reference to the white cliffs of Dover (the only part of Britain visible from the European mainland)[24] or from the phrase the "island of the Albiones"[25] in the now lost Massaliote Periplus, that is attested through Avienus' Ora Maritima[26] to which the former presumably served as a source. Albion is now applied to England in a more poetic capacity.[27] Another romantic name for England is Loegria, related to the Welsh word for England, Lloegr, and made popular by its use in Arthurian legend.

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"Until next month, baby," said Mr. John Washington as he kissed Kitty on her cherry red lips--the juiciest lips he ever tasted. This particular spending was the one that Mr. Washington never regret making. 

"Don't forget my allowance, daddy. I've got leotards and tutus to buy tomorrow," said Kitty with the sweetest tone that she knew for sure will make man grant any of her wish. 

Kitty looked at Mr. John Washington as he left with his Ferrari straight to the airport, or so he said. Truthfully, Kitty didn't care at all about that man. He was just a bald man with thick wallet and abundant assets. He was an American and he was also Kitty's sugar daddy. Her sole job was to satisfy him whenever he's in town and his job was to give her allowance every month. It's a win-win situation. 

Kitty packed up her designer gym bag--courtesy of the sugar daddy--and head straight to the Royal Opera House where her Ballet company base. 

It never ceased to amazed Kitty how magnificent the sight of the Royal Opera house; everyday feels like a new experience, like she has step on to another dimension where the sky is gold and the grass is royal red and the people move so elegantly to the sound of music. And to think that view years ago she almost has her dream crushed by some petty financial problem. 

Penelope James, that was her real name but people so gotten used to call her Kitty, Penelope James now was just a name written on ID card and driver's license.

Kitty's mother was a middle school teacher and the father was a security in an office tower in central London. 

Kitty has been doing ballet since she was 4 years old. Started out as mere activity then developed to be a passion. In her parents struggle with money, they still tried to make do with Kitty's passion for ballet. Scrapped here and there to pay for the ballet course, the leotards, the tutus, and eventually the pointe shoes. Although for Kitty the first time she got to put on a pointe shoes was a proud time--she felt like she was being crown as the Queen, but for her parents it was the time where the list got longer and the money got even more scarce.

The tragedy happened when Kitty's father was diagnosed with bone cancer and after a year of medication, he passed away. Even though her father passed away didn't mean that Kitty's mother would let her baby girl give up on her dream to become a ballerina. She worked hard herself to pay for Kitty's ballet lesson that was until she was diagnosed with ovary cancer 3 years later and passed away 6 months after the diagnosed leaving Kitty, a high school graduate--ready to apply to the Royal Ballet School--with a crush dream and no money for herself. 

Kitty got no other relatives, no one to turn to and certainly no one to give her any advice, especially at the time when she hastily sold her parents' home to pay for the Royal Ballet School tuition and a VW Golf 1.9 GT, a car that later she called home. One thing that her parents had taught her was that never to give up on your dream and Kitty wasn't about to give up on attending the Royal Ballet School, the only school that matters.

For view months Kitty lived in her car, sleeping among her boxes of clothes, ballet stuffs and her only pillow that comfort her at night. It was the worst life and she hated every second of it. She always hated being poor even though she never showed it to her parents. 

After view months of aching bones, a restless sleep and a constant hunger, a desperate Kitty finally found employment at the Horns, a gentleman club. By that it simply means a stripper. And she was soon become the most favorite dancer as she was so flexible, so sexy and more important, she was extremely beautiful. 

Kitty has the perfect arrangement with the Horns, she would dance at night and attended school in the morning. No one knows that Kitty was a ballerina and she intended to keep it that way. No one need to know that a student of The Royal Ballet School is a stripper, it would totally ruin her prospect and quite possibly will got her expelled. 

"It must be hard for you, mustn't it?" said the perky, big breasted Brittania Sugarplum. A curvy dancer who danced in the pool next to Kitty's. 

They were in a dressing room, taking off glitters of their skin and washing up heavy makeup from their faces. In a minute Alejandro would came with envelope for each dancer, it was their payment for tonight. 

"What?" asked Kitty not quite sure she understood what Brittania was saying. 

"To pay for the ballet. I know you dance ballet. It must be so hard to come up with the money, ballet is terribly expensive, isn't it?" 

"How do you know? Did anyone else know?" by now Kitty was nervous, scared that her cover would be discovered. 

"No! Relax, girl! I'm the only one. I accidentally looked at your gym bag yesterday and saw your ballet shoes. No wonder you're a good dancer, you do ballet!" the perky dancer giggled and then continued. "Listen, I know you didn't make much from the club. I got a way for you to make money. So listen, I have a sugar service and you're welcome to join if you want. I can tell that you'd be a hit because you're incredibly beautiful," 

"Sugar service?" 

"Yes, it called Sugarplum like my name. It's a sugar baby-sugar daddy kind of things, you know? You set your monthly allowance and the right sugar daddy pay for it but in turns you have to serve them, if you know what I mean," 

"Like a prostitute?" 

"God, no! Well, kind of but this thing is more like a no string attach relationship. It's hard to explain, bottom line is, you got monthly allowance, you serve the guy, and the relationship could last for months if the guy keep paying your allowance. It's like being in a relationship but with more money and sex and less drama,"

"That's sounds interesting and I could use some extra cash," 

That was the end of Kitty's stripping and the beginning of her adventure in Sugar Service and for the last 2 years it has funded Kitty's tuition, ballet expenses and a luxury apartment in the heart of London.

The sugar daddies varies from lonely old billionaire to young millionaire--all admired Kitty and said she is the one spending that they never regret making. But as she graduated school and got internship at The Royal Ballet, her dancing schedule got more hectic which means she has to cut back on her sugar daddy and have only one and so Mr. John Washington was the lucky one who supplied her with £10,000 monthly allowance and an apartment in St. Luke Road, Noting Hill. 

He was the best arrangement, since Mr. Washington lived in America and only came to London once every month that gives Kitty time to focus and practice for long hours.

After the job, she took a taxi on her way back to home she made a list of packing essentials she might find them necessary during her visit to India, she began recording her thoughts in German language again in name of Krishna, thinking about the taxi driver woman whom she met yesterday morning during the same time.
       When a person knows many languages is often that he/she gets confused to choose the right words in the particular format and if he/she doesn't use a language for a long time than they might forget the grammer or pronounciation. 
      In order to remember all these key points one must communicate with another person who knew it or else to talk to herself and record it and cross verify her mistakes. Yes, the second one seemed to be more than convenient for her.
     She was a woman who didn't want to be emotionally connected to others. The only ultimate thing which mattered to her was salvation. She had love and compassion for others and doesn't expects any thing from anyone. But she needs someone to share feelings with, someone to discuss how her day was, at the same time she didn't wanted anyone to judge her based on certain statements. 
     Such a human being doesn't exists in reality, the one who listens to your stories and knows your sorrows, your insecurities, your strengths and weakness without judging your story and taking advantage of your insecurities and weaknesses, but to give advices about what's right and what's wrong.
       Kruthika is clever and wise, she knows how to handle all such confusions infact she knew the effective way for all these problems. The solution was very simple, she records her feelings in any one language addressing to Krishna. By doing so, she found her solution to many problems and solution to better human being.
       Ofcourse there were many problems apart from these, but the solution was only for the problem which may disturb her healthy mind. It didn't have answer for upcoming situations which she might face, but it provides her healthy and peaceful mind to think though.
      Although she loved the job but her soul resided in the home with her parents and her home town. She was from middle class family where the only asset that they owned was the home that her parents lived. Her father was simple business man having a shop of garments while her mother was school teacher. Her father belived in principles and ethics, to whom self-esteem was priority. Her mother was simple beautiful woman who is very kind hearted and knows no sin. She was the only child to her parents.
       Her parents were very supportive to her at every moment of her life, when she was choosing her stream as an Aeronautical engineer which has very less core jobs. When she managed to get a job as an Air Traffic Controller, they were the happiest than her and when she moved to London she was saddest than them. 
      Once Kruthika was 17 years old, she had a dream of three children playing with an unmarried woman in the big villa. When she woke up, she made this dream as her goal of adopting three children and to give a good safe environment for their growth. When she shared her goal to her parents they were in happy that she was doing a good job and being ideal to others.
      Moving to London was not her option but in order to fulfill her dream there was no other choice to her to make some money for her goal. Even staying in a house with four men was not her option, but in order to save the money and not to spend any more on rent, she chooses it. 
     Actually it is not as it looks, she is staying in that house as a maid and eventually with presence she made the house into a home. Instead of paying rent she cooks food for them and cleans the home, she doesn't enters the guy's rooms and they never enters her's. Essentials and groceries are bought by all of them and amount is shared between them. 
       She didn't have fear to live with them because all of them were so nice and show respect to her. None of them treated her as a maid of the home, she eventually became one among them. Now she don't want to shift her house and to share a room with girls. 
       In the present house all her necessities were fulfilled, like having privacy, seperate bedroom and more over at cheaper price, the only thing that she pays is groceries, everything else is taken care by the guy's all these facilities are not available if she shifts her things. They write what they need as breakfast, lunch and dinner on a sticky note and place it on the fridge, she reads it and cooks dishes for them.

Kruthika who is determined towards her fulfilling her dreams, who works as an Air Traffic Controller in London. Everyone thinks that she doesn't share anything with them. It is it just there assumption?!!
She has a wound in her past which hasn't healed till now. 
Whereas Abhikshith Bharghav is an actor in South Indian Industry and has fan following all over the country, who meets Kruthika to complete his dare challenged by his friends. 
A unique and different story one will read, and join the rollercoaster of their journeys.
Read this novel to find out how did this all happen and what might forget happen to them.

Over a month passed. Milena was aggrieved because she was unable to contact Andrew. She couldn't believe the man just left after sleeping with her and didn't give her a word.

There must be a reason...

Andy definitely isn't that kind of person... she bitterly thought.

***

In a beautiful house in a rural area in Surrey, a young man was reading in his begonia-adorned garden. A nurse came and prepared his food and medicines on a tray and put them on the table next to the young man.

"Mr. Linden has arrived. He is waiting for you in the living room, Sir," the nurse informed him after she finished arranging the tray.

Andrew looked up from his book and frowned, "Who's Mr. Linden?"

"He is your best friend, Sir."

"Oh..." Andrew nodded. He knew that his illness was already at the most advanced stage, and it was only a matter of time until he forgot everyone. He took his medicines and walked into the living room.

There, a man in a neat suit was sitting on the sofa. He seemed to be in his late twenties.

"Hey, Tony... How are you?" Andrew greeted his best friend.

"Fine. I want to inform you that Milena has arrived in England. She thought she got a scholarship for art school in London sponsored by a company. I've arranged a trust fund for her education until she graduates. She'll never know that these are all from you."

"Milena? Who's Milena?" Andrew asked in puzzlement.

Tony wryly smiled. This was the third time he and Andrew had talked about the girl he loved and Andrew didn't remember her. As usual, he pulled out his cellphone and showed Milena's photos and videos.

Andrew looked at the cellphone that showed the face of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and instantly, tears ran down his cheeks.

He remembered now.

"Oh... Thank you, Tony. It would be easier to carry out the transplant procedure in England, so we need to find an excuse to bring her to London." Andrew nodded.

"But she keeps trying to find you, Andy. She often calls the company to ask about you. I just told her we don't know the person named Andrew Miller there."

"Good. I don't want Milena to know..."

"Hmm..." Tony looked upset. "I think she should know the truth someday. It's not fair for her if we keep hiding the truth... That you didn't leave her, that you gave her a new life by donating your heart, liver, and kidneys."

Andrew thought for a moment before slowly nodding, "You can give a letter from me to Milena three years after the transplant, and once she has lived happily, I'll explain everything."

Tony seemed relieved to hear that.

He wouldn't be able to accept it if Milena hated Andrew and thought of him as a jerk who just left her after bedding her, even though Andrew had sacrificed so much for her.

***

Andrew died a week later, and his organs were immediately donated to patients in need. Milena was surprised and grateful because as soon as she arrived in England, she immediately got the priority to get a transplant of three organs at once.

After the transplant operation took place, Milena took several months to recover and made sure her body didn't reject the new organs.

After Milena completely recovered, she resumed her studies at her art school in London, with the scholarship she thought she got from a company.

She still missed Andrew and kept trying to find him. After her health recovered, she was confident she could love the young man.

But unfortunately, Andrew vanished into thin air. She couldn't find any trace of him. It was as if the man never existed.

Milena could only keep her longing in her heart and forced herself to focus on her studies. As a scholarship student, she mustn't disappoint her sponsor.

***

THREE YEARS LATER

As a young painter who was considered a genius, the exhibition of Milena's works in Jakarta attracted a lot of attention from art enthusiasts. This was her second exhibition after her previous one in London.

On the opening night, the gallery in Central Jakarta was packed with hundreds of people, making Milena feel moved. She didn't think that there were so many art lovers in Indonesia who appreciated her works.

"Good evening, Miss Milena. The exhibition is quite interesting," a young man approached her with a warm smile. He spoke in English with a London accent. Ah... maybe this person is from England?

"Thank you," Milena nodded humbly.

"Hm... I have a gift for you." The man pulled out an envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Milena. She didn't think she knew this man to receive such a gift from him. The man quickly excused himself with a smile.

"Eh... What's this?" Puzzled, Milena opened the envelope and took out what was inside. It was a letter. Reading the first few sentences, her body immediately trembled.

She had to hold onto a wall so she didn't fall. Mustering her strength, she walked to the nearest chair and sat down, calming her palpitating heart.

She then reread the contents of the letter.

"Dear Milena,

How are you? If you're reading this letter, it means I'm already gone. Our encounter in Bandung three years ago wasn't a coincidence. I've been diagnosed with an incurable, late-stage brain tumor. Therefore, I wanted to at least be useful for others who are more worthy of life than I am.

I know that you're the only patient who matches with three of my organs, and you've been in and out of the hospital since you were a child. I can't imagine how it's like to live for decades with an illness like what you experienced. So I was curious. I wanted to know what the girl who would accept my organs was like… Whether she was worthy... If my sacrifice would mean anything. That's why I came to Bandung and pretended to be in need of an interpreter to explore the city.

When I got to know you, I discovered that you were really, truly worthy of life, Milena. I was amazed to see the joy and zest you showed every day. Despite all your limitations, sufferings, and illness, you never gave up. You still lived your life wholeheartedly. Every. Single. Day. 

For you, carpe diem isn't a mere slogan. It's what you live! I was embarrassed because I used to blame the universe for my illness and gave up so easily once I knew I only had six months to live.

I then fell in love with you, really deeply... and I knew for myself, that I couldn't possibly have you because I wouldn't live for long.

But I'm still really happy, because even after I die, I can still be with you as part of you.

During these three years, I've been waking up with you every morning, sleeping with you every night, taking all your exams with you, accompanying you during your projects and exhibitions, crying whenever you cried, and laughing whenever you laughed.

I want you to be happy.

I hope you won't be sad when you find out the truth. I'm really happy to have met you. Keep your spirits up and stay amazing, okay?

Remember our conversation at that time?

Ten years from when we last met, I'll be in New York, Paris, and London seeing your painting exhibition. I'll travel the world with you and see the places you visit and write in your books. I'll often be in your studio and see you paint whenever I want.

I love you, Milena.

Andrew."

Milena couldn't hold back her streaming tears as she hugged the letter on her chest.

- End -

Andrew only had 6 months to live. The doctor sentenced him with a brain tumor that had reached the terminal stage. 

Not wanting to die in vain, he then decided to donate his organs. But he had a condition, he wanted to choose the person who will receive his heart. 

From several international waiting list patients that matched him, Andrew found a girl who had been in and out of hospital all her life because she was born with some congenital disease and had to get not only a heart, but also a new liver and kidney, all of which matched his. 

Andrew finally decided to meet the girl and see what she was like. 

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THANK YOU for reading this very short story. I wanted to make it into a novel but unfortunately, I don't have the time, so I decided to turn it into a one-shot. 

I will be publishing more novels in English, most of them are quite short, less than 100 chapters and they will be available for free (not contracted). 

So, if you add this book in your library, I will keep you updated about them. Or you can also just read my contracted novel "THE ALCHEMISTS" because I'll be posting announcements and the title of the free novels there. 

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Yang Ye tilted her head. After contemplating for a while, she said, "Your scores are very good. If you don't want to study abroad, you may enter one of the top universities in China. I'm different. My family wants me to study either in the United States or Australia."
"Wherever we are in the future, let's work hard together," said Ye Jian. She had no intention of discussing which university she would be going to. Pointing outside and smiling, she said, "That is so beautiful. What is that place?"
Now that the topic was back to the University of Sydney which Yang Ye followed with interest, she stopped asking Ye Jian questions. Her eyes brightened up as she looked at the direction which Ye Jian was pointing at. "It is the Central Tower, the landmark building of the University of Sydney."
Built in 1850, the University of Sydney was deemed as one of the most beautiful universities. It was essential to the politics and economy of Australia, and it had cultivated a myriad of politicians and millionaires.
The buses parked beneath the Central Tower, the most iconic architecture of the school. The tower was exquisite and majestic like a royal palace in Europe, and the gorgeous sculptures on the top of the tower were the embodiment of the long history of this renowned school.
The contest lasted from eight in the morning to one in the afternoon. Afterward, the students could tour around the campus freely. Right now, few students were lingering on the views. As soon as they got off the buses, they headed to the main teaching building.
In the main teaching building, there was a large hall which could host hundreds of people. Inside the hall, there were 288 desks. Each desk was 90 centimeters long and was far away from each other. Students must sit in the middle of their desks, which was a convenient way to prevent cheating and facilitate surveillance.
As everyone sat down, Ye Jian sensed that numerous people in all directions were monitoring all the students.
A famous politician who graduated from the University of Sydney and participated in the Science Olympiad twice, gave a brief speech to encourage the students. As the bell of the bell tower began to toll, the theory test started.
The hall was in complete silence after the exam papers had been handed out. Every student was immersed in the complicated puzzles of the Math Olympiad.
The test was comprised of five sessions in total, including algebra, geometry and math theory. Each session contained smaller parts. The more puzzles the students solved, the more challenging it would be in the following questions, and the more time it would take them to finish the questions.
All the teachers were outside the exam room. Through the massive display screen, they could see how their students were faring. The international police focused the camera lens one after another on the students, trying to find out which of them had been controlled by the international drug cartel.
In the office, Xia Jinyuan fixated his eyes on the three Vietnamese boys, whom Ye Jian had told him about. Three hours after the exam began, a Vietnamese boy stood up, placing his exam paper into a file pocket. With his head low, he walked past the other students.
"Here, zoom in." Xia Jinyuan pointed at the screen as the Vietnamese boy walked past one desk. His hand moved subtly, which was hard to notice. 
He took several screenshots and zoomed in for multiple times. A black and small ball of paper slipped from the boy's hand. As he switched to the next picture, he saw the ball of paper on a student's desk and the student covered it with a piece of scrap paper.
At the sight of this, two international police officers gave Xia Jinyuan a meaningful look. They took out their intercom to inform their colleagues, who were disguised as the school guards, to pay attention to the whereabouts of the Vietnamese student.
Outside the hall, Red Scorpion looked at his student who was walking towards him. Vigilantly, he looked around. "Done?" he asked the student in their native language. Even if someone could understand their language, they would assume that he was asking whether the student had turned in the exam paper.


Through years of abuse and death threats, Ye Jian is not so ready to bid adieu to this world just yet! Fortunately, destiny has granted her another shot at life. Only this time, she is determined to become the master of her own fate and retaliate her oppressors from her previous life. It's payback time.
 
Although reborn with beauty and youth, Ye Jian obviously holds higher pursuits. In this life, she is determined to become an extraordinary commando. No, she does not need love, family, or any affection! 
 
He is born in a powerful family; and step-by-step, he becomes the youngest Major General through his own merits. He is drawn to her every move, despite her repeatedly shunning him.
 
"What you need is love, my little fox," he whispers.
"Get lost! I need bullets!" She steps away.
 
Behold. Let this novel take you through the warm, happy, loyal, and passionate story of the aggressive military couple.

Although Kazakhstan's recent moves dealing with its issues with China were enough to offend the Chinese government, it had been trying hard to earn Kazakhstan's favor for the success of its One Belt One Road project. The fact that China sent a special envoy and an economic delegation to Kazakhstan was a sign that it was quite desperate.
In Youngho's office in Astana, the Chinese envoy was nervously meeting Youngho.

 
"Your Highness, we don't know how to thank you."

"It's a logistics pass through our country, and of course we should be responsible for it. It's a disgrace to let China pay for all the trains and road construction costs in our country."

"We understand that the economic situation of Kazakhstan in the past years had not allowed that before." 

"No matter how difficult the national economy is, we cannot leave the country's infrastructure in the responsibility of other countries. The same goes for the free economic zone of Khorgas. We said we would manage the area as a common area, but we haven't been able to show our responsibilities."

"Our government will be happy to hear that you're offering to invest in royal funds. Can I ask how much you're planning to invest?"
 
"I can invest about 100 million dollars. I hope it's not too little."
 
"Oh, the amount of money doesn't matter. The fact that the royal family has a great interest in the free economic zones is a huge boost for us."
 
Youngho decided to ease the tension with China by supporting the free economic zone as he did not want any physical clash with China, but the Chinese envoy interpreted the situation in his own way. Youngho would invest several times more amount in a land in Kazakhstan, but the special economic zone of Khorgas belonged to China under international law, although it belongs to Xinjiang Uyghur. Even if he wanted to invest more, this might be misunderstood that the Kazakh royal family was doing something that was antinomic since the more the special district became active, the more Xinjiang Uyghur's independence would become farther away. From Kazakhstan's perspective, Khorgas was also a double-edged sword. When the Kazakh royal family said it would invest in a free economic zone, China accepted that as a promise that there would be no further tension between the two countries in the future.
 
"If we improve some of the absurdities of the agreements between China and our previous administration, we will actively involve in the business with China. I'd like to hear your thoughts."
 
"Our government has also decided to proactively review past agreements with the Kazakh government. Since Your Highness has a lot of interest in the One Belt One Road, of course, we should cooperate. However, it is difficult to adjust the Uzbekistan or Turkmenistan routes as we've already exchanged MOUs with the two governments. I hope you will take into consideration our government's difficulties."
 
"Then, will you let Kazakhstan solely be in charge of the Kyrgyzstan line that is connected to Almaty at least?"

"If only the Kyrgyz government agrees, it'll be something that our government will appreciate too."
 
The Kyrgyzstan route was only a 300-kilometer-long pass, and it did not have much economic additional effect, so China had no reason to be stubborn. In other words, Kyrgyzstan was a country that had little appeal.
 
"Can you decide it on your own as a special envoy?"

"I'm just sharing our government's perspective. The decision is up to the Kyrgyz government. I'm just concerned about whether the Kyrgyz government will give up the economic cooperation part that's previously arranged with our government."
 
It was not much of economic cooperation. There were no other things than laying a few railroads, bridges and creating a free trade zone.

"I'll solve that problem myself." 

"If you do, then our country will be spared an awkward situation with the Kyrgyz government." 

As of today, Youngho had reached a major compromise about the Kyrgyz issue with China.

"And the One Belt One Road business could be delayed due to border disputes between Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan. But since it's a problem in Central Asia, Kazakhstan will intervene and make a big adjustment."

Finally, Youngho brought up the most sensitive issue. It was to state that any problem in Central Asia was under Kazakhstan's influence. If the two countries engaged in border disputes, China, an economic stakeholder, would definitely intervene, so Youngho wanted to prevent that.

"China has no intention of engaging in the internal affairs of other countries. Especially if it's a border dispute, it's not a matter of further action."

"The reason I'm saying this is that the Central Asian countries are all members of the Commonwealth of Independent States. Russia has no choice but to step in if China decides to intervene. We don't want the situation to escalate from the standpoint of Kazakhstan."

"Everyone knows that Kazakhstan is the center country of Central Asia. It would be a good thing for our country if Kazakhstan actively mediated the dispute."

It would be foolish to believe this word at once, but it was necessary to make clear that Kazakhstan would actively intervene in Central Asian affairs. If China stepped in the border issues without Kazakhstan's consent, China would have to abandon its Eurasian route.
 
***
 
Jong-il had a short trip of four nights and five days to Korea, but he came back with a lot of promise.
During his visit to Korea, he was the talk of the town, and what made Youngho happy was that Jong-il recruited young Koreans who would become a cyber unit of Kazakhstan and that he would be able to import the latest weapons from Korea without conditions.
What Youngho had previously discussed with the head of South Korea's Defense Acquisition Program Administration when he visited Kazakhstan was finalized and materialized during Jong-il's visit to Korea.
Park Jong-il, who briefly reported the results of his visit to Seoul government officials, patted his stomach and smiled only after drinking a few glasses of wine in broad daylight.
 
"Didn't you get to drink a lot in Korea?"
 
"How can the earl of the Kazakh Kingdom be drunk in Korea where all people are watching you?"
 
"I thought I was going to die of it."
 
"I heard Korean officials drink quite a lot."
 
"They heard that Kazakhstan was an Islamic nation, so they didn't even give me pork, let alone any alcohol."
 
"You didn't even meet your friends?"

"Are you kidding me? I went there as a special envoy. I can't go anywhere I want to go. I had double and triple layers of guards who protected me. I couldn't find a way to get away from them. Man… I spent the whole time meeting with the ministers and vice-ministers there."
 
Even though Jong-il was complaining, he looked very bright since he brought good results from Korea.
 
"The Korean Army decided to send their main battle tanks and advanced trainer jets to us."
 
"What? Tell me the details."
 
"Here's the data, so read it."
 
"It's a big deal."
 
"Yep. They see as a second Korea, not a foreign country. They also offered to take responsibility for training cyber unit members."
 
It seemed that Jong-il left the recruitment and preparation of the cyber unit members to the Korean government before leaving Korea.
 
"How many computer majors did you ask for?"
 
"I said I need about 500."
 
"What? That's a huge number."
 
"I thought we'd need more people since we lack computer experts in each military department."
 
 
The Kazakh military did not need many computer experts because most of them only used conventional weapons. However, now it had to be different. It was time to switch to a state-of-the-art weapons system, so the current number of computer professionals was far from sufficient.
About 300 people would be sent to the cyber unit, 200 additional computer experts would be sent to each part of the Kazakh military since there was a shortage of people who handled electronic equipment. It was because Kazakhstan had more people who had not even had the chance to touch the computer. While it may be hard to understand from the perspective of Korea or other advanced countries, the Caucasus and Central Asia were just like that.
Thinking about the situation, Youngho thought that computers should be supplied to each high school immediately.
 
"How many high school students are there in Kazakhstan?"
 
"You want to use the royal fund again? How can you afford to give out a computer to each student? It is more efficient to make computer classrooms in each school."
 
"Well, who's going to be the computer teacher, then?"
 
"We've got to bring them from Korea."
 
"Would young Koreans want to go to the remote places of Kazakhstan, let alone the language barrier?"
 
"What about it? There are a lot of idle young people in Korea anyway. They'd be glad to have a job. And, what about the language barrier? We've got Koryoins as interpreters."
 
There were about 100,000 Koryoin people in Kazakhstan. People who were still fluent in Korean. Mobilizing them would easily break down the language barrier even if countless young Koreans crowded in.
 
"Did you have any other orders from the Korean government?"
 
"Oh, it's too many that I can't even list it all now."
 
"What is it?"
 
"Is there anything else than underground resources in Kazakhstan?"
 
"Korea wants to take our resources only?"
 
"No, there are tons of businesses that have lined up to build factories in Kazakhstan, although they're declining industry. They're also thinking of making inroads into Uzbekistan or the Caucasus in the future, based on Kazakhstan." 
 
"They can't build factories that cause pollution in here."

"Are we in a position to pick whatever we like? We should be thankful that they're willing to build factories here, and instead of worrying about the factories, we should worry about the shortage of people who can work there."

"Don't worry about that because I'm going to receive Uyghurs and Uzbeks as well."

"Would China let them go so easily?"

"They're only problems to the Chinese government's eyes, they will rather like it if we take them." 
 
"Wow, everyone's being pushed by China."
 
"Who else is there?"
 
"The Korean companies are having a hard time because of the Chinese government."
 
"That's been like this all the time. Why are we still hanging on to China?"
 
"Think about the amount consumed by 1.3 billion people. Can you really ignore it?"
 
"Do we have anything to target the Chinese market, too?"
 
That was what Youngho said, but all he could think of right now was resources.
It was a shame that Kazakhstan did not have any special thing that could dominate the Chinese market.

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

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