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The shape of the new library in Binhai is like a horizontal bookshelf. The windowpanes of different sizes are like different books that are opened. The outside has a small fountain square. There is a circle of benches around the square for people to rest on.
When he saw the new library, Zhang Zian felt familiar. The design was modern, but he seemed to have seen it before. He stopped the car and thought for a while. A library with such a distinctive character should not be easily forgotten if he saw it before. However, he couldn't remember it.
He decided not to think further and drove the car into the parking lot. He soon found an empty space to park.
Entering the library, he first signs up for a library card at the front desk, then walked to the map and observed the layout of the library.
The basement is a place for rare and ancient books, and the first floor is mainly a reading room for children and teens. To enter these places, one needs to have authorized letters or supporting documents. He is old and cannot go to the latter. He also does not look important enough and cannot go to the former as well.
On the second floor is the Chinese book area while the third floor holds original foreign books and photocopying book services. The fourth floor is the Chinese and foreign journal literature area, and it also provides miniature literature reading. Finally, the fifth floor is the digital reading and exchange area.
He is here to pass the time today. However, when he is alone and deep in thought, he always feels a sense of uneasiness. So much so that he is unable to sit down and browse through professional books. When there are large sections of texts, he doesn't want to read them. He kept on thinking. Perhaps it might be better for him to look at color printed pictures or illustrations, such as travel photography collections or popular science books. Perhaps books such as national geography, scientific history, astronomical space, biological sciences, and others. Even if just to browse through the beautiful pictures, it is still a form of appreciation activity. Doing so might even allow him to acquire knowledge that may prove to be useful in the future.
So, should he go to the second floor or the third floor?
The Chinese books on the second floor are much easier for him to read, but the foreign language books on the third floor are definitely more beneficial. In terms of time and knowledge gained, foreign books will be much better for him. If he waited for a professional translator to translate that foreign book into Chinese, then wait for it to be published, by then, the knowledge may have already been outdated.
He was standing in front of the floor guide and thought about it. He heard someone saying. "Comrades, people are making a ruckus on the fifth floor, can you please handle it?"
Zhang Zian took a glance and saw a 70 to 80-year-old senior standing in front of a desk. He was carrying a cane, his hair was white but was well-groomed and neat. His clothes were old fashioned but washed till they were very clean. His appearance gave off the vibe that he is a righteous person, like the kind of person who likes to study and convey words of wisdom.
Is someone causing trouble?
Causing trouble in the library?
Zhang Zian listened and was stunned. The people who come to the library are all likely to be cultured individuals. People in society who like to cause trouble are unlikely to come to the library. Who could be causing trouble then? Children?
The staff at the service desk revealed a difficult look on his face and whispered, "I am sorry, some people have already informed us. After the investigation, it seemed that someone has hacked into our system, but today is the Golden Week holiday, so our technical staff is on leave. The network inside the museum is restricted and cannot be connected remotely... We are already thinking of a solution. Please wait patiently."
The old man using a walking stick obviously couldn't understand the words of restricted network access and remote connection. However, as he saw that the employee's apology was sincere, he did not blame the staff any further and merely shook his head and sigh. He used his walking stick and slowly walked towards the barrier-free elevator.
Did someone actually hack into the library wireless network?
Is someone really so bored?
It is estimated that it is some naughty child who had just learned some hacking skills and is eager to practice it out. Thus, he used the library's network as practice.
Zhang Zian didn't care too much. He decided to go to the foreign language library area on the third floor. Apart from the previous considerations, another reason is that there are definitely lesser people on the third floor than on the second floor. Since he wants to read, it will be quieter and better for him.
He got up to the third floor. Most of the seats are empty, but there are also a lot of people upgrading themselves on the golden week holiday period. From the old, middle age and young children, there are even a few teenagers holding thick foreign language books. Witnessing this scene, he cannot help but feel slightly anxious. He fully understood the meaning of 'Rome was not built in one day.'
He decided to choose a book and then find a seat.
As he has no specific goal, he is completely choosing a book at random. He strolled between the bookshelf and browsed the vast sea of ​​books. His nose is filled with the smell of fresh ink and incense that is unique to paper books. He browsed, touched, and held various books. He grabbed a few picture books and unknowingly, made his way into the tools section of the library.
It makes sense that the tools reference book is not included in his reading plans. He merely accidentally walked into the area as it is easy to get lost between the bookshelves.
There are already enough books in his hand, and he may not be able to finish reading them within the morning. It is like eating a buffet. It is always easier to take more than one can eat. He decided to find a place to sit down and read.
Just as he turned around, the corner of his eye slid into a position on the shelf on his side, as if there was a book there. However, no book was there as it was taken away, leaving a narrow gap...
Or... there is an invisible book in its place.
He didn't know why he suddenly came up with this weird thought. Maybe it was because the book was taken away, but the "Royal Academy Dictionary" and "McMillan English Dictionary" on its left and right sides did not fall and tilt towards the empty space between them. It was as if there is still an invisible book that occupies the empty space, and merely ordinary people can't see it.
This ridiculous thought is obviously unrealistic. The books here are thick and heavy, with a solid and strong cover and back cover. This makes them stable on the shelf, even if the book next to it have been taken away. They are unlikely to slump or tilt, unlike thin books.
Someone actually borrowed this kind of reference book...
This row of bookshelves is cramped full of English books and English dictionaries. Only readers with a master's degree in English literature will find this section relevant to their needs.
But...perhaps of his obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he doesn't verify if there is an invisible book in that empty space, he feels that his heart will not find peace.
The method of verification is very simple, just use his hand, place it between the two books, and reach out into the empty space.
If you can provide a solution to the disorder with a little effort, why not?
So he reached out...
Just when the finger was about to reach the empty space, the "McMillan English Dictionary" next to it was suddenly taken away. Of course, it was not taken away by him, but by the person standing on the other side of the bookshelf...
And his hand subconsciously stopped in its path.
With two books missing, the gap became bigger, and a pair of eyes were seen on the other side of the gap. Those big and attractive eyes left him a strong impression.
Even if he can only see a part of the face, he recognizes it immediately. There was no doubt about it - The person is Zhuang Xiaodie.
What a coincidence! Is she actually in the library too?
She also looked at him through the gap from across the bookshelf.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Gun-Ho received a book from Jae-Sik Moon.
"Hmm. Finally, Professor Jien Wang's book has been published. It's thick."
Gun-Ho opened the book. On the other side of the cover page, Professor Jien Wang's profile was listed. It said that he obtained his Ph.D. from Yale University and taught at Yale. He is currently teaching at Zhejiang University in China. There was a brief profile about the translator who translated this book into Korean too. He was an instructor at Hankuk University of Foreign Studies.
 
Gun-Ho turned the first page over. There, he could see the name of the publishing company and publisher, etc. The publishing company was GH Media, and the publisher was Jeong-Sook Shin; the chief editor was Jae-Sik Moon. The name of the design team's leader—Jeong-Sook Oh was shown there too. The price of the book was 15,000 won. Maybe given the thickness of the book, it was priced high.
"Let me see if there is any book review on this book in a newspaper."
Gun-Ho searched the Internet. The three major newspapers: Chosun, Joongang, and Donga Ilbo were making an issue of the book. Even a small newspaper in a province was talking about the book. Maybe because the author was a college professor in China, who used to teach at Yale University. Moreover, the economy prospect in China for the 21st century as the book title indicated is closely related to people in Korea.
"I hope it sells very well."
Gun-Ho opened the book while saying that. There were many charts and diagrams, it certainly looked not a fun book, unlike a novel.
 
Gun-Ho asked for the general affairs manager.
"How many workers do we have, who is above team leader?"
"We have 62, sir."
"Then, please buy this book, 62 of them from online and hand it to all of them."
"It's Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century."
"Tell them to read it and make a book report. The one who submits the best book report will be awarded."
"Yes, sir."
The general affairs manager made a note about the name and the publisher of the book while standing in front of Gun-Ho."
"GH Media? It's one of our companies?"
The general affairs manager seemed to be delighted.
 
Gun-Ho went on a business trip to China. He was carrying the book that Professor Wang authored. He was carrying several Korean versions of the book. Once a book was published, the publisher usually sent the book to the author by mail. Gun-Ho wanted to bring it to Professor Wang himself.
Once he arrived in China, he didn't go to Suzhou City where Min-Hyeok was, but he went to Hangzhou Jien Wang was living in.
Gun-Ho was thinking of calling Jien Wang and asking him to come to the hotel where he was staying, but he decided to visit him to his workplace instead, which was his research office at Zhejiang University.
"Professor Wang? It's me, Gun-Ho Goo. I just arrived in China and I am on my way to your research office."
"What? You are coming to my office? I am in the office by myself and writing a paper. I will be here waiting for you."
 
When Gun-Ho and Jien Wang met, they hugged each other.
"It has been a while."
"Guess what? I brought you the book you wrote. It's a Korean version that has just been published in Korea. The publishing company will send it to you soon by mail, but I wanted to give it to you myself. I brought two of them."
"You could just send them by mail. It is kind of heavy to carry."
Jien Wang looked delighted, he was smiling.
"The Korean language is so beautiful. It is a phonetic language. I am envious of it."
"The Chinese language contains profound meaning."
"The Chinese characters are not easy to use on the Internet, and it is hard to write a foreign language in Chinese. If we want to write a foreign name such as Obama or Trump, we have to make it with Chinese characters. That's difficult."
"We have 24 letters in the Korean language."
"Exactly. I am so jealous. It's so easy to learn. You know what? There are three things that Chinese people will never know in their entire lives."
"What are they?"
"First, since the land of China is so big that they won't be able to visit them all before they die."
"That makes sense."
"Secondly, we have so many different cuisines in each province that they won't be able to taste them all before they die."
"Hahaha. Really?"
"Can you guess the third one?"
"I don't know."
"Chinese people die without knowing all of the Chinese characters. Even I sometimes encounter a Chinese character that I don't recognize because it is rarely used."
"Hmm. That's a bit sad."
"Well, I have my good friend here who came all the way from Korea. I will have to have a drink. I will buy you a drink today. I received a royalty from GH Media."
"That was already several months ago."
"Well, I at least want to buy you a drink, President Goo. You helped me to publish my book in Korea. Let's go and have Shaoxing wine."
 
Professor Jien Wang took Gun-Ho to a shabby bar at Hubin Lu.
"I come to this bar sometimes after work. I enjoy drinking by myself. My favorite menu here is a bottle of Shaoxing wine with a seasoned eggplant."
"This seasoned eggplant and water parsley taste similar to a Korean dish. I like them."
Gun-Ho ate a lot because he really liked those seasoned vegetables. They sautéed the vegetables with a little bit of oil, and they were really good. A pork dish came out.
"This pork dish is a special order for you, my friend. You eat pork, right?"
"Sure. It's good."
The port was sautéed with sliced onions.
 
Gun-Ho thought that the bar was a type of bars where a professor with not much money would come just like Jien Wang.
"I once wrote something while I was drinking at this bar. I sent it to a newspaper. The title is 'thinking of my friend.'"
Jien Wang took out a newspaper from his bag, it looked a bit dated. Jien Wang's writing was in the newspaper.
Gun-Ho started reading it. In the writing, Jien Wang talked about his Korean friend—Gun-Ho as well. It talked about how he met Gun-Ho for the first time, and how Gun-Ho was developed into a successful businessman. He also talked about how kind Gun-Ho was to him when he attended a conference in Korea along with Korean people's sense of public order and cleanliness.
"Thank you, my friend. You talked good about me."
"I really meant it."
Gun-Ho truly appreciated it.
"Let's keep our friendship forever."
"Sure. We will be friends until we die."
Gun-Ho was feeling good and enjoyed his drink with Jien Wang that night.
 
Gun-Ho headed to Suzhou City to see Min-Hyeok. Min-Hyeok seemed to gain some weight.
"You gained some weight. Maybe because Chinese food here is a bit oily."
"I think that's because I ate too many dish when I drink with customers as part of my sales activities. My fiancée already nagged me."
"What did she say?"
"She said I need to lose weight. She even gave me some kind of pills that would help me lose weight."
Min-Hyeok showed a bottle of pills to Gun-Ho, which said Jianfei.
 
The factory in China was doing great, it was vibrant. Min-Hyeok gave a brief report to Gun-Ho on the company's current loss and profit status. Gun-Ho could see how hard Min-Hyeok had been working because of the stock option.
"You have been working so hard."
"Yeah. I actually need some extra money, so I worked as much as I could. I am expecting to get some extra income from the stock option at the end of this year."
"Is it because of your wedding?"
"I will have to find a place to live with my fiancée. The rent is too high, so I am thinking to buy a home in Suzhou City. I will live with my wife right after we marry next spring."
"Do you think you would get a good dividend this year?"
"If things go well as expected, the ordinary income will be 2 billion Korean Won. My stock option is 5% of it, so I will receive an extra 100 million won. There is a condo complex in Suzhou City and it is called Cui Yuan Huayuan. It is close to our factory. I think I can buy a 25 pyung condo there with a loan. It costs 150 million won."
"The price of the condo will increase in the future?"
"I think so."
"Did your fiancée see that condo already?"
"No, she hasn't yet. Her name is Dingding. She will quit her job at school in Shanghai once we marry."
"Dingding? The teaching job in Shanghai International School is hard to get, isn't it?"
"Since she studied in the U.S., she can easily find another job here too. She was already offered a position from Suzhou International School."
"Really? That's great."
Gun-Ho thought Min-Hyeok was doing really good with his life.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Wu Ji and his team went to Japan for an Asian MMA training camp. In addition to the training, there's a few friendship games and regular competitions, too.
The fighting conditions in Japan were considered very good in Asia, featuring both an excellent social foundation and atmosphere, as well as plenty of competition experience. Kyoto, especially, is the best site for large fight competitions in Asia outside of Macau.
When Wu Tong realized Wu Ji was going to Japan — and after finding out about events at the Singapore airport — she instantly called Meng Fan. It sounded like Meng Fan was staying a few days in Japan, so she instantly thought of having Meng Fan find Wu Ji.
She was still worried for Meng Fan!
While she was proud of Meng Fan, she was still concerned. She was afraid there was an organization behind the hijacking; if they found out Meng Fan's identity, they'd do him harm. Yet Meng Fan was so relaxed he still wanted to be out in Japan, which wouldn't be as safe as China. 
She heard previously that Meng Fan was going to Japan after Singapore — something to do with manga — now that Meng Fan told her the same thing, she didn't want to force him to come back to China. However, she still ordered Meng Fan to stay at the hotel and not go anywhere before Wu Ji's arrival.
After some more conversation, Wu Tong could hear Meng Fan was checking into the hotel, so she hung up.
The lobby for the Aman Kyoto Hotel was on the 33rd floor. The tallest part of the lobby was almost 30 meters high, crossing six levels, and proved to be a stunning sight when you looked up.
The interior of the hotel lobby featured a distinctive style similar to Japanese lanterns, presenting a different effect with the light and shadows, depending on the time of day. It was very unique.
The huge lobby offered check-in services as well as meals and drinks. One could enjoy an afternoon tea, all meals, plus drinks and coffee and more. In the afternoons and evenings, female artists in kimonos would play piano and provide art performances.
To Meng Fan, the most striking thing about the lobby, other than the grandiose size, was its symmetry.
When he was checking in, the employee offered him a welcome drink and hot towel. Then, he was led upstairs.
His second eldest sister, Meng Cailian, reserved a luxury suite of almost 80 sqm for him. Divided into a bedroom, lounge, office, and bathroom, the room was large and comfortable.
Since Meng Fan was Chinese, the employee taking him upstairs was bilingual in Chinese and Japanese. After she explained the facilities of the room and other services, she left after delivering a welcome letter, snacks, and a room entry card.
The entry card was built into a belt buckle and could be worn on his waist when he went out to prevent losses and make it easy to carry. Of course, this belt buckle was a custom design and made an ordinary belt look quite upscale.
What if you didn't have a belt?
Then you could put the entry card wherever you liked.
After Meng Fan closed the door, the first thing he did was take a shower. It had been more than 24 hours since he last bathed, not to mention the six-hour-plus flight he just had.
"Ahh, this is nice."
Meng Fan walked into the bathroom and turned to the right, which had a toilet next to the double counter. There's plenty of room in the bathroom; other than a shower and a jacuzzi, there's also a sauna.
All of the toiletry products in the bathroom were the Aman Kyoto Hotel brand, with great quality and a full selection.
After a shower, Meng Fan started soaking in the jacuzzi.
Then, he sweated for ten minutes in the sauna. So relaxing!
If Meng Fan wanted, a phone call would bring a massage therapist, male or female. Female therapists would undoubtedly be pretty; however, they were medical therapists, and there's nothing funny with their services.
After a relaxing time in the bathroom, Meng Fan ordered a meal and went toward the TV console in front of the bed.
The TV was hidden inside the console and could be moved up or down.
Behind the TV console was a minibar. After he opened it, he saw all kinds of beverage containers for tea, wine, coffee, and others. There was a fridge full of soft drinks, water, milk, and juice, all of which were free and were refilled daily. If one drank them all and wanted more, it could be refilled for free as well. In fact, if you didn't want the drinks in the minibar, handmade coffee could be delivered to you.
The environment was amazing; the service was comprehensive. After all, this hotel charged more than 100,000 Japanese Yen per day.
This time of year wasn't the peak tourism season, so the hotel charged 120,000 to 130,000 Yen for this kind of room. If it was the peak season, a smaller room would run to more than 10,000 Chinese yuan.
When it came to peak and off-peak tourism seasons in Japan, there was an interesting theory. For all southeast Asian countries including Japan, the peak and off-peak seasons depended largely on whether the Chinese people had holidays.
In a little while, Meng Fan's meal was delivered. It was a two-people dinner as requested. The food looked beautiful, the kind some girls would take photos of before reluctantly eating. The taste wasn't bad.
Meng Fan wasn't in the habit of checking food for poison. He inhaled the food quickly, then he started pacing in the hotel suite.
Even if Wu Tong didn't give the order, Meng Fan didn't plan to go out. He didn't even want to go to a CV meet and greet in the afternoon.
Why?
He was staying in to draw manga!
By now, he had +12 points in comic book Settings and Scriptwriting attributes. The story in his mind had been plotted over and over. He also had an outline and many sources of pictures, so he wanted to focus and draw today. He planned to have an opening chapter before visiting Shueisha Comics and Kodansha Comics — he wanted to submit his manuscript! 
There were also 10 points in attributes he didn't assign yet.
Meng Fan started thinking of how to assign them.
The 10 points weren't too many, but they weren't too few either.
Wait!
Meng Fan remembered something else. He hadn't completed [100 Champion Honor Points] yet. If he got this title, he'd receive +3 points in Drawing skill, Settings, and Scriptwriting as rewards in attributes.
Currently, in his bank card, in addition to the 500,000 yuan from Bai Zhi, he also got paid for the royalties from 8th Station streaming platform last month. In addition, there were the 100,000 dollars in reward from the airport and Japanese airline, which was given to Meng Fan after a conversion to Chinese yuan, so he definitely had more than a million yuan now.
He made money so he could spend it.
Meng Fan was perfectly happy using the one million yuan to get nine properties. Strictly speaking, it was 500,000 yuan; after all, half of what he rewarded him belonged to himself.
He logged onto his account on Penguin Animation and Comics Online, and in a flash, he added 100 million Penguin Bucks into his account!
He was going to use them all on "There's a Spirit Underground" but thought it was too selfish.
He clicked on "Create New Work" in the publishing platform. After careful consideration, he entered the name of his original comic, "Legend of the Mountains and Seas," and uploaded a book cover he drew earlier. Now the book was ready for review.
Meng Fan called his editor, Yixin, asking him to help review and approve the book.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

My father took me outside, in the garden for a walk. Of course, he was the one walking while carrying me in his arms.

It was my first time coming out from the house so I was very excited to see the world. (Though it was only a garden)

The garden was very spacious and well managed. There were neatly cut bushes and different types of flowers that I could name only some of them.

There was also a small fountain at the centre of the garden that had a statue of a woman that seemed to be pictured as Aquarius. The water was flowing out of the vase held by her hands.

All in all, it was very artistic and beautiful. There were also trees with flowers around the garden.

The air was very fresh unlike the polluted air in my world. The unique scent of the flowers floated in the garden which I really liked.

"Uwoo." I let out a sound full of admiration. I really liked the way the garden was designed and how the fresh air felt cool and refreshing when it touched my skin.

My father looked at me when he heard my voice.

"Do you like it?" He asked with a smile.

"Oou." I didn't know what he meant but I still talked to him in my own baby language. I said "Ayi oeyy oou!" (It's very beautiful)

He chuckled after hearing my unintelligible answer. "I really want to hear you call me father too." He said softly, like a whisper.

"I finally caught up with you two." Jeref said as he panted lightly. He seems to have chased after us.

"Father, why don't you let me carry Cherry? You might be tired." Jeref said with a grin.

"Cherry..? Hm, that sounds good. Matches her well." He didn't answer Jeref but muttered to himself about something and nodded.

"Father? Father!" Jeref saw that he didn't seem to have heard him so he called out to him.

"Hm? What is it, Jeref?" He finally turned towards Jeref and asked.

"Father, let me carry Cherry. Please?" Jeref asked him again with his puppy eyes.

Father looked like he was a bit affected by it and heaitated. But still answered.

"Next time." And continued to take a walk around the garden.

"Ehhhh? Why? I want to carry her now!" Jeref whined a bit and pouted.

"Today, It's father's turn. You can carry her tomorrow." He said.

"Why turns? Can't we just carry her today? You are being stingy, father!" said Jeref. His cheeks were puffed up as he pouted.

"Be a good boy and listen to father, Jeref. You can carry Lottey next time." Mother also came and said that to Jeref. She then patted his head lovingly.

"Hmm..do you want to be carried by me, Jeref?" Mother said in a teasing tone.

"Eh?! No way! I'm not a baby to be carried! Mother, please don't tease me!" Jeref made a funny face and denied it immediately. Mother then laughed at his reaction.

The whole family then took a walk together, with me not being able to understand anything at all. But it felt very warm like this. Maybe it was the sun?

....

It has been 5 months since then. 

I have grown a lot and can now crawl around on the ground. I can also speak some words like 'papa' or 'mama' after hearing my surrounding people speak. 

I could pick up some words in their language and assume their meanings but I still had to look up to it to really know if it is true. 

Whenever I get bored of sleeping, I would crawl around the floor in search for new things in my own room. 

I discovered many things I couldn't see from my crib and found some luxurious looking things around my room as if unafraid of losing them. 

A maid left the door open a little because of being busy in her works which gave me a chance to crawl out of my room. 

It was still early in the morning and maybe my parents weren't up yet. 

I went towards a place which I remembered after all this time being taken out by my father and brother. 

A place which I have been looking forward to get a chance in going inside. 

And it was the study room! 

The study room was for all the family members and it didn't have a door. The entrance was open with a circular design just like how the chinese households had in the dramas. 

It was painted with beautiful patterns and looked very artistic. 

And because of this, my plan was very successful to get inside. 

The study was packed with tall racks that had all kinds of books neatly placed in it. My eyes sparkled brightly when I saw this scene. 

I could smell the familiar rusty scent from the books which made me realise how much I had missed books all this time that I even felt nostalgic just from the scent. 

I crawled towards the racks and pulled out a book from the lowest row with all my strength. The book fortunately came out and I panted softly. 

My strength was really too weak. Just from this, I became breathless. Being a baby really sucks. 

I then placed the book on my lap and flipped open the cover. It was filled with unknown symbols and letters which made groan after realising that I couldn't understand the language at all. 

I flipped through the pages after looking through the letters to at least look at it so that it won't be in vain for coming here earlier. 

But then, something unbelievable happened. 

.... 


"Do you want to learn the book 'Beginner Romanian language practice'? "

(Yes) or (No)

A....blue and transparent panel showed up in front of me.

Charlotte Grace was a quiet girl who was quick witted and smart but didn't know how to express her feelings properly since she didn't interact with people much. 

Her parents died when she was only 4 years old, leaving her with herself to look out for in an orphanage. 

She depended on herself in everything and survived with sheer hard work but despite that, she never felt like she was alive. No friends, no lover, no parents nor any relatives made her feel empty deep inside.

So her only oasis in her lonely and dry life became books, anime and games.

She was smart and could remember things much faster than normal people but she wasn't a typical genius either.

 She was knowledgeable through books but she didn't put them into use because she didn't have any other dream but to just read novels, watch anime, play games and read more books.

She was an introverted anti-social otaku.


One day while playing her favourite fantasy romance game, Royal Intrigue, which was like an RPG, suddenly her surrounding started to shake violently as if the world was getting destroyed. She got crushed inside the debris of the house and breathed her last.

After she opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar place with a new identity, new family, new experiences and new beginning which were all too familiar for her even if it seemed unreal.

She got reincarnated into the world of Royal Intrigue as the main Villainess, Charlotte Schneider. She got herself a system and set an aim, to become strong and protect her family from anyone!

But... Even after trying to avoid the main storyline, why do those annoying people still continue to come for her? Why is that prince looking at her with those strange eyes? And the heroine....why isn't she behaving hostile like in the game?

Charlotte couldn't understand but she didn't care as her aim still remained clear in her head, to become strong, to protect and go on an adventure!

Author: This novel is also uploaded in Royal Road. You can now read it in both sites.

Discord: https://discord.gg/uTpAfV

The cover isn't mine
- Updates will be slow
- Not all information of Cultivation and stuff will be correct, I'm just researching and editing the information
- This is a mix of Chinese and other cultures
- There will be Chinese ( traditional ) writing, but not a lot, don't worry, there are rough translations

There might be some Yaoi, not sure if I am going to add it as I get embarrassed even writing it so I tend to avoid it. Also although I did say there will be Chinese in this book, I am absolutely horrible at Chinese myself so please do correct me if I'm wrong. This book is also published on wattpad ( although not with the same username ) so if you're a wattpad user who happens to stumble by the poorly written book please don't be too surprised. That's all, hope you enjoy!
-Leto, the author

~I feel like... a dream, constantly drifting, real but at the same time not. Spending my days drifting, a ghost of my past~

( this same book is also on wattpad where I spend most of my time so this one might not get updated as often )

The brick house looks beautiful and amazing. The ancient Chinese architecture influence can be seen in the house design and the layout. The curved roof structure that shape like a horn, the wooden verandas, the beautiful brick fence surrounding the house and a slightly uncared Chinese orange tree plant in front lawn give a feeling of tranquility and peace into the house atmosphere. 

However, there is also a trace of western architecture influence can be seen around the house. At the end of the curved roof, a statue of gargoyle decorated the roofing design. High ceilings and huge clear glass allowing the natural light to come into the room also can be traced back to the western architectural influences. Several stained glass windows can be seen decorated in some of the windows solidified my observation about the melting pot of influence between western and eastern influence during the construction of this house and possibly the other housing too.

The house is located at the edge of the village. Because of that, the front lawn and the backyard are bigger and wider from other houses. Seeing the front yard and the backyard of the house, I already have a few ideas on what to do soon. Creating and planting a small garden for vegetables and herbs is a must. Maybe I can build a hen house for extra meats and eggs. The open space of the backyard is perfect for a small garden and a hen house. There is even enough extra space for the chickens to roam around the backyards.

After entering the house, I was surprised to find out there is traces and signs the house has been occupied before. The house has one master bedroom, a studies, a meditation room, a moderate size kitchen which fully furnished with kitchen utensils and fire stove, a big size oven, a dining table and a big two-door coldward, a specialize made cupboard enchanted with some sort cold and limited stasis magic.

The bedroom and studies filled with personal items of the previous occupier. The wardrobe also filled with his clothes too. At the bottom of the wardrobe, there is a medium-size footlocker. The footlocker is unlocked and also filled with previous owner belongings. There are two magic bags, a set of notebooks bundle up together, two jar of unknown pills, and a pair of plain dagger with a belt sheath. I took the dagger and wear the sheath. The sect official long coat cover up the dagger hiding it from the prying eyes.

In the studies or should I say library because the room has been enchanted with an enlargement enchantment. Rows of bookshelf already filled to the brim with books and notes. A large hardwood table with a most comfortable looking chair place in the middle of the studies. On the table, a tied-up book just sitting there in the open asking to be read by other people, and by other people I mean me.

As I suspected, the book is a diary of the previous tenant. I took some times to read his latest entry. What I found shocked me greatly. Reading the diary, it became apparent that the price of sect winning the century-long war recently was pricier than told by those facilitators. The diary owner wrote that the Mana Gathering disciples and Mana Condensation disciples died because of the war has reached around sixty to seventy percent fatality. The enemy sect deliberately targeting the sect workforce out of spite because of their loss.

The assassinations and massacres of both Mana Gathering disciples and Mana Condensation disciple resulting in the logistics and supply chain of the sect front line broken and disrupted. Both stages disciples are the main labor force to complete any job that mortals can't do such as Alchemy, Enchanting,  spirit grains plantations and many other jobs that the chosen, nobilities and inner court disciples refuse to do because it was degrading to their standards and statuses. 

To solve the problems, they recruit lots of low talented mortals but somehow still be able to reach the refinement stage. The highest they can cultivate is probably only at the Perk of Mana Refinement Stage. Only a small percentage of the recruits will be able to achieve a Foundation Establishment stage but cannot proceed further in their cultivations by their estimations. By doing the recruitments, all of the dirty jobs in providing resources to the one percent selected individuals, relegated toward those groups of average talented mortals. 

Because of the enemy sect attack, the logistic supply chain was disrupted and the sect's ability to act efficiently at the front line was greatly reduced. On account of the disruption,  a small group o=of the enemy's main sect forces successfully escape from the sky crow sect encirclement. However, even with the escape, the war was already won when the enemy sect patriarch was slew. Many of the enemy core fighting power are also killed. Enemy's sect treasure and wealth were plundered and all of their land annexed. Thousands of their workforce subjugated and most of them are only villagers since most of the outer disciples killed in action. However, the fate of many crippled enemy cultivators is unknown. Some say they were bound by the unbreakable bond curse and asked to serve the sect indefinitely, and some say the woman are turned into the sex slave for upper echelons amusement. 

Using the sect expansion excuse, they hired those untalented but capable to cultivate cheap laborers to make their life easier and they succeed to do just that. More than half of the quantity of the recruits only has a blank pendant I included. 99% of the recruits will spend all their life to fight for meager resources and scrapes what was limitedly available to them while the true resources go to the noble and upper echelons.

The diary told a lot of other unrelated stuff about the life of its owner and his passion for enchanting. It was not the time nor place for me to read the diary right now. I put the diary into the footlocker in the wardrobe intending to read it in the future. I continue the house tour but there is no more treasure unearth. The bathroom has an indoor plumbing and there is a huge tub for use, I hope there will be a hot water enchantments came along with those indoor plumbing. I desperately need some hot water bath after staying a week on a cramp ship without a proper toilet.

I spend some time to clean the house and throw away the previous tenant belongings that not needed such as his bedsheet, boxers, clothes and any spoilt food. After the cleaning and airing the house by opening the windows wide open, I filled the tub with hot water and spend sometimes at the kitchen preparing a sandwich to curb my hunger. I spend close to an hour soaking and taking a relaxing hot bath while enjoying my handmade sandwiches.


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Notification: 

Perk:
Transmigrated Extra
- This perk allows you to determine the person that has the Main Character Aura. Only Work within a ten-meter radius from the host.

Notification: 
You have found the main character, get to know he/she to open up further options. 

Notification: 
The main character has left your area of influence.

Notification: 
You have found the main character, get to know he/she to open up further options. 

Notification: 
The main character has left your area of influence.

...(the same notification repeated several times)

********************************************

I opened the system to find out about the blinking red dot that keeps blinking on the peripheral of my view. What I found was a slew of the same repeating notification about finding the existence of the main character. The unknown and unreadable perk from before also got clear up. Seem to me, I need to find out who is the main character. Finding him or her is the key to get a more clear picture of what the perk do. 

This evening assembly is the perfect place for scouting who is the MC. Seeing the notification, I'm 80% sure that mc is among the new disciples' recruitments drive. I already plot a perfect plan but finding a perfect place to identify the MC proves to be quite a challenge. My original plan is to arrive early and camping in front of the main entrance. Surely my MC radar can detect if him/her walk by when the MC headed to the assembly. 

However, fate is not on my side. First, there are no main entrance and people can come from anywhere except from underground. Second, most of the disciples already assemble in front of the tower. Here I am proud of my forward-thinking, feeling confident because I went out early to beat the mass but in reality, I was one of the last outer disciples from island 831 to arrive in front of the tower. There no need for me to scan, because the radar already registering the MC presence in the early-bird crowd. On the bright side, I at least eliminate two out of two hundred new disciples on this island. On the bright side, I finally sure that the MC is among the new disciples' intake.

We were ushered into the tower that shapes like an incomplete circle if you look it from the bird-eye views. Inside the tower, we were greeted with the most lavish banquet I have ever seen in my life, neither here nor there. The performance of Chinese traditional instrument give a joyous feeling. It is like the new chapter of your life just opens up. It is like the start of a new story, new pages of your life. 

We mingle and introducing ourselves to each other. Even though most of the new disciples' ages are around ten years old, the prospect and experience made them more mature from what I expected. Circumstances force them to be an adult faster, be it because of their family or because of other reason such as living in a dangerous world.

I found a few potential friends and allies to be made during the feast. Many of them came from a country I never even heard of. Many of them a from a peasant class, and the rest are from a middle-class family such as a small merchant family, a blacksmith family, or a town guard family. I tried to talk one by one with every new outer disciple here but there are too many of us. Time is not on my side, there is still not enough for me to find the MC if I only eliminating the candidate one by one. 

So far, I only eliminate 25 people as a potential MC. I need to change my approach since I suspected for me to find the MC at this feast is my only chance to have an easy way out. After this feast, we will be too busy with class and cultivations, there will be no more large scale assembly anymore. This feast is maybe the last one before a long time. 

After some thinking, I decided to retreat to the outer crowd and maybe work my way inward until I find the MC again. When I see notification, the lastest notification said that the MC already left my area of influence. I work my way out, took some pastry and drinks, and headed to one of the patios that sprawled around the ground floor of this tower.

Imagine my surprise when the notification shows that I found the MC again. I look around and found to potential candidates. A boy and a girl that talking or arguing with each other by the look of their body language. Seem the arguments just became heated because I can hear the yelling from ten meters away. I need to sneak out to hear about the arguments. I put aside the pastry and drinks on the floor and jump behind the bush sneaking toward the couple without breaking my eyesight on them. As I got closer, more tidbits about the quarrel became clear.

*******

"Forget about it, I'll never dissolve our betrothal no matter what your side offers me. This is what my late grandparent want, what my parents asked me to do before they went missing and I intend to honor it as I should." said the boy.

"Are you out of your mind? You are crippled, your cultivation base disperses overnight. It has been a year, and there is no improvement in your cultivation anymore. You stuck at the beginning of the Gathering stage. My family will not allow this. You better think about it carefully brother Lie Jie. Think about it, I will come back three days from now and I hope that I can buy the contract peacefully. Call me what you want for compensation, I'll bring it on that day. Goodbye brother Lie Jie, and remember what I said before." Said the girl with silver hair. 

I went back to my pastry and drink that I left at the side of the walkway. The conversation that I heard happened before is the legendary Chinese cultivation hero cliche. The hero with a bright future and godly talent in cultivation and magic fall from his high horse because of something or the other. Because of that, he can cultivate no more or his cultivation drop down to the base level or something like that. Then come the finale, his long-time sweetheart or his fiance or his betrothal came by to dissolve the engagement and everything will start from there. Arriving at the food, I realized that my system notification has changed.

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NAME: MOBS EXTRA
AGE: 10
PATH: UNDECIDE <You have a year to decide your own path>
GRADE: 0

STAT:
BODY 1.0
MIND 1.1
SOUL 1.1

SKILLS:
<EXPAND FOR FULL LIST>

PERKS:
TRANSMIGRATED EXTRA: 
- This perk allows you to determine if the person has the Main Character Aura. Only Work within a 10-meter radius from the host.
- The main character has been found:

- Lie Jie: Grandparents and parents was a nobility of Sky Crow Sect upper echelon. Both of his grandparents fall during the century war, and both of his parents are missing in action during the war too. The life Steele of both his parents is still stood tall in sect's main record department meaning both of them are still alive but somehow can't go back to the sect because of unknown circumstances.

NOTIFICATION: 
As the main character, Lie Jie must have some secrets inheritances. Found out what it is, for further details.

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Fuck! There it goes my plan to avoid the main characters like a plague. I need to know and befriend him for sure. Damn it!!!!!!!

I look one more time toward the couple before I can make my decision. From afar, I can see the arguments seem to finish up. The girl flew away leaving the boy alone. I don't know what I will do but I know I will need to make a decision now. Do I do what the system asked or avoid MC like a plague?

A depiction of a life of a guy name Mobs Extra in a mishmash western eastern fantasy world with a slightly RPG like system. 

A story of transmigrated ordinary office guy into an ordinary young boy with average cultivation talent in a mid size sect. With a passion of reading cheap online free novels, Mobs steer the ups and downs of the cultivation life in the sect without forgetting to avoid the plot armor of those guys called "Main Characters".

A story of a world thousands times bigger than our own earth. A world of unknown and unexplored. A world of wonders and marvels. A world of cultivations, magics, and magical beast. A world of might and strength, a world of plot armor and the death of an extra characters as a stepping stone for them to grow or plot progress. 


P/S: I'm not an english speakers and grammar is not my main strength. Do comment on my mistake and I will edit it as soon as possible. The chapters are never been read by editors, only me reading it 6 to 7 times to find mistakes and awkward sentences. So mistake will be plenty.

After returning to the classroom and replying to a few of Chen Fan's questions, he started reading the books he got from Old Teach.
He read briefly before his head started to hurt.
General studies included boundless knowledge from various fields.
The central content was one's understanding of their own body.
As a prospective martial artist, how could one train their body and spirit well if one did not understand the composition of their own body.
How many bones were in the human body, how many principal arteries and veins there were, the blood circulation system…
Those were all knowledge that he needed to know.
He also had to learn the order of human bones and their names, the uses of the five viscera and six bowels, and also the definition of some words used exclusively in the field of martial arts.
All those plus some basic medical and pharmaceutical knowledge.
The materials that Old Teach gave him also included books such as The History of Martial Science Theory, Biographies of Ancient and Modern Legends, Basic Encyclopedia of Weapons, The Basic Essentials of Martial Arts Combos... 
Let alone reading them meticulously, Fang Ping already felt somewhat boggled after reading a few pages of a book that he chose at random.
The books piled up in front of him were numbered at a dozen.
Reading all of them from cover to cover would be an enormous undertaking.
Even if Fang Ping read them like novels, the Gaokao would be very close by the time he finished all of them.
Fang Ping would have to prepare for the cultural studies exam too.
He had studied them who knows how long ago. Even if the basics were there, he would need a long time to regain his past knowledge.
"My head hurts!"
Although he was unhappy because Fang Ping did not tell him before he registered for the tests, Chen Fan started reassuring him when he saw Fang Ping turn ghastly pale from the side. "When there's a will, there's a way. You can't waste the registration fee, can you?"
Fang Ping rolled his eyes. Was he only working hard for the ten thousand yuan registration fee in his deskmate's eyes?
Chen ignored the gesture. He continued, "It's a pity that we're not martial artists!
"If we become martial artists, we'll be so energetic that we won't need to sleep for days. 
"I heard that high-ranked martial artists think at the speed of computers.
"The work one of those powerhouses can do is equivalent to that done by ten ordinary workers and more, no matter if they're in business or politics. They are so energetic that it's scary.
"There's a story that I heard. When Grandmaster Ma was founding his business, he had limited monetary and human resources. During his peak, he did not sleep or rest for seven days and seven nights while he completed the work that another ordinary worker could only finish in a year. 
"Grandmaster Ma was not as skilled in martial arts then. If he does that now, he can probably go for a month without sleep. Even thinking of this makes me green with envy.
"If we have the physical and mental strength of a martial artist, the cultural studies class will be nothing to us. We might even get full marks too."
Chen Fan said all that with his face showing his frustration. Many would receive full marks in the Gaokao every year. 
Some Senior Three students from big cities were only a step away from being martial artists even if they had not achieved the milestone.
Under those circumstances, despite having to juggle multiple subjects, they still had astounding comprehension ability and memory. It was mostly these prospective martial artists who took first place in social sciences in all provinces.
Chen Fan's absent-minded words lit a fire in Fang Ping's heart.
Fang Ping's brow jumped slightly. While Chen Fan did not have what it took, he did. 
Fang Ping had already experienced the advantages of high Vitality.
After increasing his Vitality by a little the past day, he really did feel more energetic than before. If not, he would definitely feel sleepy after staying up late last night.
He did not feel sleepy at all.
This was the advantage of a high Vitality. It gifted ordinary people more energy.
What was the purpose of the Mentality displayed on his interface?
Fang Ping had an answer deep in his heart. He should give it a try next time. 
If an increase in Mentality could augment his memory and ability of comprehension, maybe the tests in the future would no longer be a problem.
Forget taking first place. Fang Ping would already be satisfied if he fulfilled the criteria. 
Chen Fan's absent-minded words had reassured Fang Ping a lot. It seemed like he would have to find ways to earn some money so that he could experiment with them.
Either an increase in Vitality or in Mentality would need money.
If he did not have any, everything was useless.
...
The classes during the day were mainly revision sessions. 
Fang Ping did not waste any time. Most of the time he was reading instead of doing practice tests.
The teachers did not say anything when they observed his actions. All students had full autonomy over their actions when it came to this moment.
They heard that Fang Ping had registered for the martial sciences examinations too, so they did not disturb him when he took out a book in martial sciences to read during their classes.
A day passed by quickly.
When the afternoon bell rang, Fang Ping did not leave with Chen Fan and the others, opting to go with Wu Zhihao instead.
Wu Zhihao smiled while packing his school bag. "I see you've been reading books on general studies for the entire day. How do you feel?"
"It's not bad. They're not too tough, but there's too much and the topics are too varied." 
"Some of those won't come up in the exams. After you make a copy of my notes, you can revise them.
"If you have something you don't know, you're welcomed to ask me."
"Thank you for the trouble."
Fang Ping thanked him again. It was rare for Wu Zhihao to say something like this during this crucial moment. 
Some high-performing students kept everything to themselves when examinations were near. It would be better for them if they were the only ones who knew everything.
This was also because the martial science examinations were not limited to one class, of course.
Wu Zhihao did not see Fang Ping as a potential opponent. His opponents were those from the elite classes, all the high-performing students in Sun City, or even from the entire country.
Fang Ping, someone that did not understand even the most basic fundamentals, was destined not to be someone that he wanted to surpass.
If he did not possess a big heart though, how could he possibly become a martial artist?
The two of them chatted as they left the school.
...
Wu Zhihao's house was not far away from Sun City No.1 High School.
It was about a ten-minute walk from the school. It was also in a residential area, but the environment was nice and it was considered as rather top-notch among those in Sun City.
Fang Ping looked at the area when they arrived. He was somewhat surprised as he had assumed that Wu Zhihao would live in a bungalow at the least.
Fang Ping did not know much about this long-time classmate of his, actually. They did not interact much, even in his past life. 
He thought about it again and realized Wu Zhihao's circumstances were quite normal.
Even though Wu Zhihao lived in decent conditions, they were limited, else he would be in an elite class. If one did not qualify, they could just throw some money in to buy their way into the elite classes in high school.
Of course, there were also people who wanted to excel in a normal class instead of being mediocre in an elite class, thus choosing to study in a normal class deliberately. Those were the exception.
This area was of a higher-class, so the management was more responsible. Unlike Fang Ping's area, where anyone could enter, the tenants here had to swipe an access card to enter. 
The two of them entered the area. While they were walking, Wu Zhihao said, "The day after tomorrow, Senior Wang is going to come to our school. I don't know if we can get the chance to speak with him personally.
"The school has finally done something decent. Senior Wang is the idol of all normal class students.
"Senior Wang was one of the two normal class students who passed the martial science exams.
"Senior Wang's grades were ordinary before Gaokao, but he suddenly improved a lot in the final month. He shocked the pants off a lot of people when he was admitted into Nanjiang Martial Arts University.
"I don't know if he has any secrets. If we can learn a little from him…"
Wu Zhihao muttered. He felt a little regret; even if other people knew his secret techniques, he would not speak of them openly.
Hearing his words, Fang Ping had felt a little strange. Why did the senior's experience seem similar to his?
Did he reincarnate too?
However, as Wu Zhihao continued talking about the subject, and it did not seem like that to him. It seemed to be the result of an ordinary spike.
...
The two of them arrived at the Wu Family's home as they were chatting.
When he opened the door, Wu Zhihao glanced at Fang Ping automatically, but when Fang Ping showed no emotion, that made Wu Zhihao feel peculiar.
The Wu Family's home was not small, and it was a duplex house too. The interior design of the two floors was considered high class even in modern times.
Poor students like Fang Ping would normally show a degree of envy after entering the house. If they were not, there would at least be some expression of emotion.
Fang Ping really did not feel anything in particular. His expression was natural. 
If he had known what Wu Zhihao was thinking, he would definitely satisfy the other's wish. He really was not thinking about anything, though.
As for envy and surprise, that was bullsh*t. 
In his past life, Fang Ping bought a house of considerable size after he graduated from university, paid with his savings and with the support of his parents. The interior design was simple, but it was not that shabby even when compared with the current Wu Family's home. 
Fang Ping bought it in the center of the province, too, so if he really wanted to compare, the price of his old house would probably be higher than this duplex house of the Wu Family.
Also, he had ventured into the workforce years ago and had a vast amount of experience. He had even toured the interiors of some individually located villas in Capital City and Magic City before, so why would he be impressed by a mere duplex in a small city?
...
There was someone in Wu Zhihao's home: his mother. 
The woman did not say anything when she saw his son bring a classmate home. She exchanged some pleasantries with him before Wu Zhihao led Fang Ping upstairs.
He quickly retrieved his notes and handed them to Fang Ping and led him out of the study into a room next to it.
"This is the gym. The Vitality Measuring Machine is here."
Wu Zhihao opened the door to the gym. The room was simple, and there were not too many appliances. 
Dumbbells, barbells, a treadmill, and a leg-raising machine were in the room. There was one other machine that Fang Ping had not seen before, even in the gymnasiums from his past life. 
It looked similar to a massage chair, but there was a screen connected to it. If he was not wrong, it would be the Vitality Measuring Machine.
He had great intuition. Wu Zhihao led Fang Ping to the side of the "massage chair" and announced cheerfully, "This is the Vitality Measuring Machine, but the one here in my house is a cheap version that cannot compare with the one in the hospital. That one is more like a space capsule, and it conducts a thorough check.
"Ones like this can only check for an approximate value.
"Lie down on it, and I'll connect the sensor for you. You must exert some energy later…"
"Exert some energy?"
Fang Ping looked slightly perplexed. Wu Zhihao explained with a laugh, "Our Vitality is subdued and calm most of the time. It'll only reach its peak when you're excited.
"Not only should your body be excited, but your emotions should also be aroused as well. When measuring our Vitality, our invisible Qi is also a factor aside from our blood flow[1]. 
"See the pedals below the machine? After it starts up, stomp on them with your might and pull your arms behind you as far as you can. Just use all your energy. 
"It's nothing when you're doing a private checkup like this, but you must do your best during the physical assessment…"
Wu Zhihao explained for a while, and he waited until Fang Ping nodded in understanding to gesture for him to sit on the machine.
After he was set, Wu Zhihao picked up several stethoscope-esque "sensors" from around the machine and placed them on Fang Ping's arms, legs, above his heart, and on his forehead. 
"During the physical assessment, they won't stick sensors on you, unlike this time. You'll enter a Vitality Capsule instead, in which you can move freely.
"The capsule can obtain authentic results through a series of calculations. Only then can your true Vitality point be calculated."
Wu Zhihao then turned the screen beside the chair on and said hastily, "You can start now. Remember, strenuous activity includes your mental state. If you really can't think of anything, conjure up scenes from your favorite porn…"
Fang Ping was shocked as he was getting ready for exertion. This guy was not as well-behaved as he thought, so it seemed.
Ignoring the guy, Fang Ping inhaled lightly before he stepped on the pedals with effort repeatedly and pulled his arms to both sides with all his might.
Wu Zhihao stared at the screen beside him with his curiosity piqued...
[1] The Chinese phrase for Vitality 氣血 is made up of two characters 氣 (Qi) and 血 (blood). In traditional Chinese medicine, Qi is defined as "an exceptionally delicate substance that travels all over the body with vitality and is one of the basic substances that make up our body and ensures its daily functions"


Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn't dreaming nor acting —for God's sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!

After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.

What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!

That was that, until his friend interrupted him.

"So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?"

What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought...

At the first sunrise in this New World, celestial bells sang their morning hymn awakening the tower from its enchanting dreams.

---

"Uh... Good morning... What's this nice scent?" Jun asked, but no one replied. Looking around he saw Darien on the floor and Angel couldn't be found anywhere.

Getting up of bed, he followed this scent to the kitchen, a room with ancient design, antique furniture and two doors leading, one to the small warehouse, the other to a garden with spices plants and some fruit trees. "What are you doing Angel?"

"Good morning Jun, I'm cooking our breakfast. Can you go call everyone else?" In a corner of this ancient kitchen, Angel was chopping the greens. 

"Okay... And this morning song? What is it?" 

Angel cutting slices of bacon, "Uh... Probably an alarm set from the tower. I'll tell you later" Looking at the table added, "Go, go, before it's too cold" 

"Ok! But I want the bigger piece." Seeing these golden loaves of bread.

"Sure, go go!" As he answered Jun was already gone.



Back from the storage with some eggs in hand, he saw a little shadow grumbling for its abrupt awakening. "Good morning Darien. It's almost ready."

"Uhm... G-Good morning."

"I see you are not a morning person. If you want you can eat these while I finish the rest" returned to his place he remembered something *I'm sure he will not be able to finish all... But to be safe, I'll do more*



Soon after, when the food was about to be served, Jun comes back with two red plump cheeks escorted by two angry girls.

"Jun! You need to pay attention to this! You can't go to a girl's room without permission." 
Munch munch munch "G-Good munch-morning" 
"I know you had your head in the clouds. But you deserve these!" Sarah angrily pointed his cheeks.

Sadly Jun looked at the table where Darien, waiting for them, was eating. Meanwhile, Angel served the rest of the plates.

"You...! Thief!!!" Jun nagged Darien.

"?" Darien, with puppy eyes, looked puzzled him with a piece of bacon in the mouth. 

So in this way, their first breakfast began.

---

In the kitchen, Angel, done with the plates, wanted to check out a strange inscription in the garden.

There were three fruit trees, many vegetables known and unknown and so much place to grow many others.

He didn't expect that in every door of the tower could be a little house in. It's like infinite little worlds enclosed in a little cage. 

Back to the garden, the name of these trees was "Ambrosia, Gods fruit". *So this fruit is Ambrosia from myths, why these fruits look like apples or peaches...* On the base there was another inscription "The one Chosen by God eat this fruit. God forgave humanity. The pact was decided. The Mission must be achieved."

In his mind, the voice talked again [Ambrosia: "the fruit of immortality", God's food, used primarily as a source of mana, thanks to its purity and propriety. It can be pro...]

"A-Angel" Called Darien 

"I'm here, in the garden! Wait for a second, I'm coming soon." Taking one he tasted it, he savored its sweetness and juiciness, "What's up Darien?" 

"I-I found something. About what the angel told"

"What do you mean?"

"I-I'm often sick and... A-A little c-clumsy" Looking at his hands. "I-I had an issue with my heart." touching his chest. "A-A little while ago I fell down." He took a long breath. "But now. The scratches are already healed. they are gone. And I can run without problems." 

All stared him, but Darien timidly looks elsewhere.

"So one of the abilities the archangel told us, is about a healing effect or that our body could become healthier" Reflected out loud Angel.

---

On the way back to the garden, looking around for anything unusual he found out a hidden room located in the warehouse. This place was divided into three sections, one for food, like a refrigerator, one for equipment and weapons, one for commonly used objects and lastly this newfound room.

There wasn't much to look at. This was a little room but it gave the impression of containing hundreds of books and items. On this occasion, the most important thing he wanted to take was this battered book.

Back to the main hall, he found out this was a normal book about recipes. On the cover, there was the same tree in the garden and many recipes, he looked after these three in particular [Ambrosia Honey] [Royal Ambrosia Jelly] [Aetheride] 

Reading this book he found out how to make these things. Ambrosia Honey also called Mana potions, it is used to accelerate mana and vitality recovery...

"Guys! Guys! Where are you?"

Everyone gathered in the same place from where the voice was coming, "Look! Look! I can use a bow now, I never touched one but I don't know why, when I saw it I wanted to use it. BUT... I missed the target and I have hit Jun's foot. And, right, We certainly have a healing ability, but Jun's wound needs much more time than Darien's scratches" Sarah said with a smiling face, with some healing herbs in her hands and an emergency kit near her.

Angel shook his head. But thought if he had some weapon mastery or special ability too.

"Guys! Those herbs are great! Try them! Jun's wound is healing so fast" Enthusiast Sarah said as she wanted to try again hey new "toys".

"..." All silenced and quickly ran away except for Sarah and Jun, who couldn't leave.

"Guys! Where are you going! Don't leave me! Kassy you too..." She followed them. In a had bow and arrows, the other full of herbs, the same one she used to help Jun, leaving him alone and reassured.

---

At night

Angel went out in the near balcony of the floor, where he found the two girls, a sleepy Sarah and the thoughtfully Kassandra looking at the moons.

"Angel, can't you sleep?" Kassandra asked, supporting Sarah.

"Yes, I've something in mind." Going near her, he said "I'll help you" supporting Sarah from the other side.

"Thank you. This place isn't really Earth... Do you know someplace with ten suns and twelve moons?" Said melancholy, Kassandra.

"Nope, I personally didn't know, but Jun said in Chinese myth, the Earth had precisely ten suns and twelve moons"

"So we are on Earth"

"Sorry, but I'm not sure. I don't know the answer..."

The two stayed there looking at the unknown sky. Meanwhile the grumbling Sarah stopped their thoughts and spoken in her dreams "This cake is so delicious~~" She said biting his arm like a hungry wolf.

"Ouch... I won't make a cake for you!" Suddenly he heard a sweet laugh near him and looked after the source incredulously. A smiling girl was the most wonderful view he has ever seen, better than all things, better than this mysterious landscape, but it was also painful.

"So..Ahaha Sorry...Ahah"

"We.. We need to go back inside. It's late."

**ALERT it can be a SPOILER**



When humanity left to bask in their laziness, conflicts busted out and the weaker suffered diseases, Legends will birth bearing the lost hope of the people.

In a world where no God is living anymore, Creatures from remotes memories, Heroes of epic tales and Gods forgotten by mankind will come back to take what is theirs.

Youngsters brought in an Unknown World will find the way to return, leaving back the past.

No laws will enchain them.


(From the Author: It was called "Project A - a World in Creation")

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