Pada tahun 20XX, sebuah perusaha'an game terbesar berhasil membuat sebuah terobosan baru. Game yang selalu dinantikan oleh para gamers di seluruh dunia, yaitu Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online, atau biasa di sebut dengan VRMMO, akhirnya tercipta.
Free World Online, adalah game VRMMO pertama yang bertemakan dunia yang bebas tanpa hukum.

For my family I will bear the pain

For the humanity I will become the ruler

In face of my enemies I will learn how to kill

because I am ready to devour everything to survive

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Free Empire Online was a game created by God to test 100 humans for the upcoming changes on Earth.

Transported to a world of swords and magic where a year is equivalent to a minute in earth, Jake struggled to live and at the last mission (mission 10) he was the only one who survived.

join Jake in his return to Earth as the only human who survived the test from God.

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.

The Violet Rosewood Farmer's Hut: belongs to the farmer Tian Niang - level (one star), who likes to take care of all kinds of flowers, dislike to take care of animals, no particular skills.

There was finally a female in the ACG world! And it was a female human, not an animal. However, it was just that the character dressed like a middle-aged woman. It was not exactly the type of Moe character that he had expected. But nevertheless, it was an improvement, and the possibility of having a house that was full of Moe girls was greatly increased.

After placing the farmer's hut next to other pot plants, Tian Niang began to automatically take care of the nearest pot plants. One star farmer could only take care of five pot plants at the same time. Luckily, the pot plants he had at the moment didn't exceed that number. But in the future, if he wanted to plant any more, he would probably need to remove the old ones.

The farmer would consume three units of food a day, and require 30 Moe Coins as the monthly salary. The food unit problem could be solved by using the fish he had caught, the monthly salary also wasn't too expensive. So it was still affordable. In terms of the leveling up requirements, apart from the required proficiency level, he also needed to build a Rural Cooperative Association. This was going to be another big expense.

Having settled Tian Niang down, Zhou Yu returned to his house satisfactorily.

Since he had the eyes of the ACG world, the time he spent on the internet was greatly reduced. Apart from writing some chapters, he almost didn't do anything else. He had also stopped playing many games.

Actually, with just selling pot plants online, he would be able to have a decent income. As long as he could get some less rare pot plants. Although the growing speed of the plants that had the ACG world's attributes would be very fast during their vegetative phase. But once they became stable, they were no different than the regular plants. So it would not be a problem to deceive anyone.

It was too bad that Zhou Yu was not interested in doing business. He even had no interest in opening a pot-plants online shop. After all, he had not reached a condition where he was in need of money. Although writing stories online did not make much money, as long as he could survive, there was no need for him to become a full-fledged member of society.

The fun after writing the story online was to release the hunter's latest fan-made chapters online to mesmerize that gang of comic fanatics to a point that their minds go blank, and enjoy the pleasure of being worshipped.

 .........…

Apart from having an artistic talent that could compete with Yoshihiro Togashi, the imprisoned Toaist's chapter releasing speed was also extremely shocking. One chapter a day, and it had been half a month now, there was no sign of stopping. If it was in Japan, this kind of production speed was enough for the publisher to survive for several months.

Geniues were usually weirdos. Although the Taoist was very talented, he never talked to anyone, nor did he revealed his real information to anyone. His mysterious identity made many people constantly discussing who he really was. Normally, with the help of those posts and after having enough followers, the Taoist should have come out to collect his fame and fortune. But why he was still hiding behind the internet?

This was the question that Lou Gongcai, who worked for Tencent Animations and Comics, also could not understand.

As the hunter's official publisher in China, Tencent animations and comics also started to pay attention to this imprisoned Taoist after the original post blew up. Especially through their own contacts in Japan, they learned that Yoshihiro Togashi himself also gave a high complimentary remark to those fan-make chapters. They really hope that they could sign up this person. With this person's ability and talent, plus the person was so hardworking, they would definitely be able to successfully rebrand this person to become a super famous Chinese manga artist.

However, after the passionate and excited discussion in the internal meeting, they met with an embarrassing problem - Who was this Imprisoned Taoist? It seemed like so far, the Taoist had not revealed his true identity to anyone. There was not any information about him on the internet.

"No matter where he is, we need to find this 'prisoner'!" Liu Gongcai slammed his hands on his desk and said.

Oh well… it seemed easy to say, and no one seemed to think that it would difficult. Although the Taoist did not leave any contact information, he often appeared in Baidu hunterxhunter forum, so they could still private message him.

However, all the private messages had been fabulously ignored. It was not that Zhou Yu did it on purpose. He often just log into his account to upload some chapters. He hardly ever checked if someone had messaged him or not. But what Tencent animations and comics did not know was, that it was not just one company was looking for him. Many popular comics sites, manga magazine publishers or even sites were also looking for this Internet celebrity. Some companies had even mentioned how much they would pay in the private message.

It was a shame that they met someone, who was only fond of playing. They were just unlucky. Zhou Yu also would not agree to become a manga artist. Because the permanent comic studio had not been built yet, and after releasing the 300 imitated chapters, the current one would also disappear. At that time, what could he use to fool them?

After the information about many companies were looking for the Taoist, was leaked out, many fans were not surprised.

It would only be strange if no one was looking for him. After all, before he even formally drew anything, he had already gained enough reputations.

The only thing that made the fans felt strange was that not a single company said that they had signed up the Taoist successfully, but the Taoist was still releasing the chapters once a day at a crazy speed.

Did he ask for a lot of money?

Although many fans were happy to see the fan-made chapters, they would prefer to see some good Chinese manga, and with the talent that the imprisoned Taoist had, it would not be difficult.

Having this kind of hopes in their minds, more and more people began to urge Taoist to join the Chinese animation companies.

With this kind of post became more and more, it finally gained Zhou Yu's attention. Only until this moment, did he realized that his inbox was full.

Becoming a manga artist? Although it was very interesting, he couldn't do it at the moment. He had to wait for the permanent comics studio. So Zhou Yu specially posted a new thread.

He first stated that he was thrilled that everyone loved his chapters, and also mentioned that the reason he drew those chapters was that he liked Hunter X Hunter. However, at the moment, he was not interested in becoming a full-time manga artist. He wanted to wait until he was good enough in the future, and then he would repay everyone's appreciation with his own manga.

Of course, there as another hidden meaning in the post. It meant that those companies should stop looking for him.

Seeing the post, many fans expressed that they were willing to wait. After all, they still could read Hunter's chapters. However, all those companies were dumbfounded.

What was wrong with this Taoist? He should've taken this opportunity to publish his own works to gather as much profit as possible. Why was he still drawing the fan-made chapters? Could he even make money from it? No matter how good his drawing was, if he carried on doing this, he was just a Dōjin artist.

However, after that post, the Taoist went back to his normal routine again. It seemed like he was determined to become a Hunter Dojin artist. Realizing that, many companies gave up inviting him. Until one day...

After a month of growing the plant, the idol flower finally bloomed. The light pink flowers were very beautiful. But that was not important to Zhou Yu. The important thing was that when he looked at the center of the biggest flower using his Eyes of the ACG world, he saw a very pretty kid.

The story of Thumbelina by Andersen was very well-known, so it was not too surprised for Zhou Yu to see a kid that was around 10cm big in the Camellia japonica's flower. It was just that...

'I want a girl, not a boy!"

Although he was small, and from his appearance, Zhou Yu couldn't tell his gender, he was dressing the men's clothing, so it meant that he was definitely a boy.

However, no matter how frustrated Zhou Yu was, he was not able to return it. This was a common feature of the gashapon machine and the vending machine. The gender of the idol flower was completely random, so it was normal to come out a male idol.

What was more sad about it was, that the boy was in a deep deep sleep. Zhou Yu had been observing it for two days. But its status was always shown - sleeping. There was no sign that he would wake up anytime soon. So he invited three animated creatures to come over and have a look.

The carpenter and the fisherman couldn't help. This was not within their knowledge field. Only when the old dragon king checked the idol flower from the top to the bottom did he finally said, "is it possible that it has been cursed by magic?"

Zhou Yu, a reclusive otaku, who did not like to go out of his house, was one day forced out of his house by a series of unexpected events.

This story is not made by me but I am transporting it here so people so could this Author amazing work.

"This… the mystical realm of Assassin's Creed is about assassins…" Elina who wore the hooded assassin's outfit asked curiously, "Does it mean that the World of Warcraft is about…"
She glanced at the direction of Dusk Forest with a frightened look. "Magical beasts?!"
[TL Note: World of Warcraft was translated into World of Magical Beasts in Chinese]
"Is it a mystical realm for magical beasts to experience life?!" Elina exclaimed.
"Not likely…" The elves were also puzzled. However, they knew that this shop, which had released an assassin-focused mystical realm and then the East Continent style mystical realm, was unique and thus couldn't completely rule out this possibility.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Mr. Fang's face twitched.
"You'll know when the cinematic trailer is released!"
…
Obviously, the players in the old shops had also gotten the news.
By now, Lingyun Academy of Jiuhua City had established new standards for the disciples in the four houses. But still, Xu Zixin and Shen Qingqing, two of the first group of players in the shop, were about to graduate from the academy.
Meanwhile, people like Nalan Mingxue, Song Qingfeng, and even fatty Wang Tai had entered the Earth House and became senior students in the academy.
Due to the booming sales of the official novel of Diablo 2, Shen Qingqing now had a part-time job as a writer and was quite famous.
"Time flies, right? Qingqing," Xu Zixin said with a new communication jade in her hand. "We'll soon graduate."
"Um…?" Shen Qingqing froze when she casually glanced at her communication jade.
"What's it, Qingqing?"
"The shop owner replied to my message about the new game!" Shen Qingqing said in pleasant surprise, "In addition…"
"In addition??"
"The shop owner plans to release new official novels and… um… comics?"
Some games in the shop such as the Legend of Sword and Fairy series focused on the main plot of the story. However, other games had good stories which were overshadowed by other great features, and these games included Diablo 2 and Dungeon Fighter Online.
[Big news! Big news!] In the big group chats such as the Legend of Sword and Fairy and Mr. Fang's Group Tour, Shen Qingqing posted the news, [The shop owner revealed that the next game is called World of Warcraft, a massively online game just like the Legend of Mir 2 and Dungeon Fighter Online! It's not a single-player game!]
"According to the newest information, Dungeon Fighter Online might get an updated version!"
"A massively online game named World of Warcraft?!"
"An updated version of Dungeon Fighter Online?"
Jiang Xiaoyue yelled, "How did you all know it?! How come I know nothing about it?!"
She was angry!
"Don't fight! What's this World of Warcraft about?!" The person making the comment was Xi Qi, a veteran player and one of Song Qingfeng's classmate. "Does it mean that the world is full of demons and wild beasts?"
…
In the Post Bar, many posts appeared on the forum, and some of them were titled, [Hot Headline: The Imminent New Game Is a Massively Online Game!] and [I'm Buddies with Mr. Fang Series: The Detailed Analysis of World of Warcraft with Potential Trailer Leaking out Before the Official Release]
"…" Mr. Fang looked puzzled. I only revealed the name, and you guys came up with a detailed analysis? With a trailer?!
Mr. Fang even clicked the link. When the video played, he saw a yellow mouse yelling, "Pikapika!"
"…" Mr. Fang's face darkened and thought, Damn! What a clickbait!
Then, he deleted the post and banned the user who posted it.
…
Meanwhile, a big event seemed to have happened in the neighboring Stan Nation. The imprisoned assassins were rescued by a group of people who claimed to be from the Brotherhood.
Similar things were happening in other areas frequently as well.
"Damn it! These damn people!" Meanwhile, Head Priest Cesare of the Judgement Godly Palace in the Stan Nation was enraged and had shattered everything that he could see.
…
"Hahahaha! Another group of morons clicked my link!" In the Half City Shop, a black cloud reached out two arms condensed from black mist and clapped while laughing. "Is Pokémon interesting? I…"
Before he could finish, Ning Bi who was sitting at the computer across from him yelled, "Smirk Face Emoji, you're banned!"
"Pu-! Who?! Who did it?!"
…
"According to the shop owner, an online game means that the players from different shops can enter the same big mystical realm…?" The players in the new shop were talking among themselves while sitting on couches. "It's said that before the World of Warcraft is released, the shop will connect us with the players from other shops through the internet…?"
"Ugh? Is this shop very famous in the East Continent?" Sala asked curiously.
"I suppose it is," Elder Sewell said while thinking, "Resident Evil, Assassin's Creed, and the Legend of Sword and Fairy are all huge projects. I think this shop must be a very big agent for games… It's no wonder that it doesn't take names of any workshops."
"It's said that the creator of World of Warcraft is… um… the Blizzard Workshop? Is it better than the previous ones?"
The players who hadn't finished the Legend of Sword and Fairy 4 were still battling in the game. As the earliest group of players, the elves and knights had finished the game and thus had more free time on hand.
Whenever they had time, these people would gather at the lounge area with a mug of Cappuccino and talk about the new game.
"It's said that the shop will release the trailer of the new game tomorrow," Sala said in boredom, "Why isn't it released today?! I can't wait to watch it!"
"It won't be released on the big screen until tomorrow at noon," Elder Sewell added in frustration, "Can't it be released in the morning?"
"Ohoho!" Dwarf Elder Sauk sat on a couch with a few other stocky dwarves. "Eastern alchemy is miraculous. Oh, I should call it artifact-making skills. I look forward to trying this new mystical realm! I think I should recommend it to my people in the Black Iron Castle."
Although the dwarves couldn't change their profession and become artifact masters, they could get inspired and learn a few things from this new field of knowledge.
"I've sent a message back home, Elder Sauk." Elder Sewell sipped her Cappuccino and said mildly, "Please don't tell too many people about it. Otherwise, we'll have no seats for ourselves!"
"Sorry, guys!" Old Mage Adolf walked up from behind them and said, "I think our magic communication system has spread the news all over the world! At least… many mages have gotten the news."
"You can see the effects." He said as he pointed at the big group of new customers who came to the shop after watching Mr. Fang's livestream of artifact making.
"I think… tomorrow, the customers in this shop will double. Get prepared, old friends!"


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.



Lu Yiyun's recent days were no different from what they used to be. Day after day, she picked up new orders, drew illustrations, handed in manuscripts, reworked, handed in drafts, collected money, and so on.

In the mountain, there was no sun nor moon, no winter nor summer.

Because of almost no other human interaction, even Lu Yiyun herself was not aware of her paintings becoming more sophisticated each day. The price for her single leaf illustration increased from 800 to up to 1200. She no longer needed to advertise, as more and more customers had been actively coming to her, and she needed less and less time to rework. 

In order to save money and maintain her lifestyle, she had to take at least five orders for illustrations every month. She had a little more leisure time because of her increased speed of painting and the reduction of rework.

In her spare time, she still updated her comics on Weibo, but the amount of people that viewed them was very few — Painting could depend on one’s efforts, but creating stories requires a certain talent, and not all her stories were suitable to be used in comic form.

Lu Yiyun was not discouraged, and did not even think to give up. She had gotten through more difficult days, so what could she not overcome now?

She first used the money she saved to upgrade her computer and drawing board for a higher grade professional color monitor. To do a good work, she must first sharpen her tools. Before, she was always asked to redo her work. One of the reasons was that her original display had too poor of color quality -- she thought it was green but the customer said it was blue. Because of this, she secretly shed tears, thinking that she was deliberately bullied by new buyers, until after the change of display, she found that it really was blue…

The professional monitor was very expensive, but if she was going to stay in this industry, a professional display was required.

Then she bought a fridge online, so she didn't have to go out and buy food every day, just to save time. Then she bought an electric oil heater – most residents didn’t have a heating system in Binhai, and the weather was getting cold; winter was not too far away.

The empty rental house was becoming more and more like home now. 

She was still watching Miss Snowy’s live broadcasts, never missing an episode, which became a part of her life. 

From the show, she came to know that Amazing Fat Pet Shop opened up a membership system. Members would be given a discount if receiving services of cat bathing or buying cat food.

Jasmine was her long-haired cat. The first time she got a bath, Zhang Zian said that it was from the chinchilla family, so she needed to give her more frequent baths than a short-haired cat. When she got enough money, she immediately went to the pet shop to start a membership card, without any hesitation.

Zhang Zian did not know her journey, but she was happy anyone could get a membership from him. 

"The shop is going to launch a membership system, but is still in the preparatory stage. Currently we are taking reservations — if I'm not wrong, you can get one of the first ten membership cards," Zhang Zian gallantly recommended.

"Great, I want to make a reservation." Lu Yiyun immediately nodded.

"…"

She agreed too quickly, which gave Zhang Zian no need say all of his prepared selling words. How was this girl totally different from Zhao Qi?

It took him a long time to get over it. "Because the membership system has just been launched, there is a discount, and you can book a membership for 1000 Yuan."

"Ah?" Lu Yiyun was stupefied. "1000? I thought I would need pay more, or I would have come a few days earlier."

Zhang Zian felt confused. How come the girl did not follow the routine? 1000 Yuan was too little? Her dress was so ordinary. Was she a hidden new-rich?

He took out the registration book and pen and said, "OK, please register your name, and leave your cell phone number or your Wechat ID. When the member system is officially on, I'll let you know."

Lu Yiyun wrote her name and telephone number. 

Zhang Zian looked from side and exclaimed, "Are you Lu Yiyun? Your handwriting is so good!" And his compliment was pretty sincere. 

When Lu Yiyun heard the surprising compliment, her hands started shaking. The number "6" at the end of her phone number was written in a grotesque squiggle.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will rewrite it," she apologized hurriedly.

How long had it been since she was praised?

Her parents had broken off their relationship, and had not praised her for so long before. She forgot when the last time they praised her was. Was it the first time in elementary school that she got a prize for a painting contest?

Customers  did not usually praise her as they were purely a business relationship — one paid the money, one gave the work. Besides that, she never received praise. Maliciously pushing deadlines, customers unkindly required rework very often, and even when some orders were completed, the customers did not pay her until she reminded them repeatedly... 

The salesmen at her local supermarket did not praise her. 

The delivery guys from the online stores did not praise her.

Even if she paid her rent in advance, the landlord did not praise her.

Her usual contacts were just limited to these people. She had never dreamed of praise actually appearing after such a long time, especially in this pet store, of which she had only been in once.

As a Chinese saying goes, kind words make people warm like a fire in a cold winter, while bad ones hurt people seriously, just like snow in the summer.

Zhang Zian felt that he had said a very usual sentence, and it was a great truth, but Lu Yiyun suddenly cried, tears dripping onto the registration book.

"OMG, what happened?!"He was panicked at once.

"Oh, what happened? Why did you suddenly cry? Are you feeling ok? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Zhang Zian was sweating and asked helplessly.

However, the more he asked, the harder Lu Yiyun cried.

"Yes… Are you feeling 1000 is too expensive? 500 is ok! No, today. Today is your lucky day, free! I will give you a free membership?! Please don't cry!"

No matter how Zhang Zian persuaded, it did not work. He looked around seeking help, but just met Fina’s eyes. The eyes were no longer despising, and clearly said, "Why don't you go to hell?"

"It's not me who made her cry!" Zhang Zian thumped his chest and stamped his feet, feeling there was nowhere to get fair justice.  

Clearly, there was only Lu Yiyun and him in the shop. He was obviously the scapegoat!

Zhang Zian felt like he was getting into big trouble, and the end of the world was coming!

At this time, he must ask the elder for its life experience on how to make the girl not cry!

He hastened to look at Old Time Tea, hoping that it could put the country and the nation aside for now, first to save him from the abyss of misery.

But Old Time Tea simply yawned and said to itself, "I didn’t sleep the whole night, now let me make up for that." Then it took off its hat, lay on the blanket, stretched slightly and began to snore.

No one could be relied on at this critical moment! He picked up his phone quickly, entered Wang Haige Forum, and posted a message:

[Handsome Manager]: Help! What do you do when you made a girl cry? I am waiting, urgent!



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

Yuanyue Academy, cut homes.

    In the middle of the night, Sakae Rina lay in bed and looked at the comic book with relish.

    Hey.

    The mobile phone placed on the pillow suddenly received a reminder to receive the information. Kusanagi cut Eri Chennai frown open the phone, but it is a female comic author sent by friends tweets:

    "Hey, Eri Chennai adults, free this weekend we went for Chinese food, right?!"

    The other side is a country with head Cute girl with golden double ponytails.

    "Chinese cuisine?" She cut her eyebrows. This girl is not only the artist she knows, but also the daughter of a British diplomat. They once met at a celebrity banquet, and gradually became aware of each other's identity.

    I am afraid that in addition to the slashing of Chennai himself, and her entourage new households smashing the sand, no one knows the "God's tongue" of Yuanyue Shijie, and a peer friend of the same school.

    "Yeah, you don't know that there is a store tonight's hot discussion from the otaku. It's in Ami-cho, Taito..."

    Seeing this, Sakae Rina couldn't help but take a deep breath and see it in front of him. A hateful face.

    "Is that shop called Xia's Chinese Restaurant?" She twitched her finger.

    "Hey, painted Rina, I thought you were the ten-year-old Jie, and didn't care much about the information of the local restaurants."

    "..."

    Yukie Rina was silent until the girl opposite was urging news, she Just snoring, hard typing: "What shit Chinese cuisine, don't go!"

    "Drawing Rina, your character is really unpredictable." The girl made a face with a sneer When she was annoyed, she would have to turn her back on her lips. Who knows that the other party continues to send the next message that speeds her heartbeat:

    "Yes, I have recently completed a short story. Do you want to see it, hehe."

    "Short?"

    Think of the true identity of this friend's hiding, and cut the face of Rina.

    On the surface, it is the daughter of a British diplomat, a well-known Tokyo high-ranking socialite, and I am also recognized as Miss Bai Fumei, but in fact, it is a deep house girl, and it is also a small and famous artificial painter on the Internet.

    I thought of the other person who had sent it before, the fine and gorgeous workmanship of the painting, and the slashing and painting of Linnai unconsciously stirred the legs in the bed, and the eyes were hesitant.

    "Do you want to feed?" There was no echo on the opposite side, and the tone was rather impatient.

    "No, don't!"

    "...Do you really want it?" Blonde double ponytail girl said, "You must be honest, paint Rina adults! After all, in addition to cooking, comics and novels is your second hobby! As a painter, I feel that I have the responsibility to make you happy, so that you can get more inspiration for cooking!"

    "Let's just say, this short story is specially painted for you, hey, you must be surprised after reading it!"

    I saw the last piece of information, and I was curious. I just wanted to ask, hey, the phone received a new email with a compressed package attachment, more than 20 M size, which is quite small for the comic picture package. .

    Responding to the refusal, after cutting the email, I'm skillfully downloading, compressing, and opening it with my mobile phone.

    "Full color?" The

    first picture is very beautiful, giving people a sense of stunning visual killing.

    The setting sun is falling, the sky is far away, the cherry blossoms are covered with the ground, and the surrounding trees are cherry-colored trees. The two girls are lingering on the cherry blossom petals, and the clothes are not uniform. The heart is flashing and the heartbeat is accelerated. Look carefully and notice the two girls. Appearance features, very familiar, can not help but stunned.

    The girl with red and purple short hair is underneath, the long curly hair girl with a little curly hair is on the top, the charm is charmed, the girl's uniform tie is caught, the other white hand is picked, and the girl is unbuttoned after she undresses the jacket. White shirt, bra appeared.

    If the girl below is half-masked, then the girl above is over-exposed, half-naked, white as snow, underneath a short uniform skirt, and the black stockings on the right leg have faded to the ankle.

    "Oh..."

    Painted Rina was stupid and stayed again. It was also seen that the two people in this picture scene were not her own and the sand!

    "This, this is too color - love!" 薙切绘 Rina's face is red like an apple, delicate and dripping, the heart is almost suffocating, slamming off the phone, sitting on the bed, breathing heavily, half awkward, she bites again With the teeth, the mouth kept talking about abnormal metamorphosis, but the body was very obedient, and unlocking the phone again lighted the screen.

    Hey. The gorgeous workmanship comics once again occupy the screen of the mobile phone.

    This time, the slashing and painting of Reina is a grind.

    The first one, the second one, the third one...

    a total of eleven.

    The beginning is okay, the more the content is, the more daring it is exposed.

    Because it is full-color, and it is private and self-entertainment, there is no code to describe. She cut her eyes and looked dizzy, her nose was hot, like a nosebleed.

    "How?" Soon, the golden double-horse tail girl art painter sent a greeting.

    "Okay! Very good!"

    "..."

    The luxury villa on a ramp in Tokyo, late at night, sitting on the drawing table with a mobile phone girl, the spirits shuddered.

    "You can rest assured, painted Rina, for internal appreciation, I will not upload to the network!" The girl thought of the distorted face of God's tongue, hurriedly replied, "Do you want me to pass it to the sand?"

    "... Golden Retriever, do you want to die?"

    From the information, the girl can detect the terrible murderousness and shrink her head. "Oh, I know, I will carefully save the manuscript."

    "With you, anyway sets of plans to spread the hands of a third party, you know the consequences!"

    Shave cut Eri Chennai finished, but the initiative changed the subject:

    "? I heard you recently told the Arab childhood home and good as ever"

    "cut Who wants to reconcile with him!"

    This is the turn of the blonde double ponytail girl proudly.

    "That's best, don't mix with a group of people all day long. Are you in a public school in elementary school and junior high school? How did you go to the Fengzhisaki Academy suddenly..."

    Late night, two characters are similar to the blonde The woman started a long chat.

    ... the

    next day.

    Yesterday, the heavy rain in Tokyo made the streets wet, and the weather in mid-March was a bit cold, but in the morning, the Chinese restaurant in the deep old shopping street was surrounded by a group of guests.

    "It's almost nine o'clock, have not opened?"

    "Who knows ah. I saw much of the day the wind to push the literary talent, and today happens to be Saturday, the free, the more so on it."

    Group of guests Have a common characteristic:

    young!

    Smaller, I am afraid that it is only 13 or four years old. The oldest one is just like the university. It can be said that they are all loyal users of niconico, and they are the singers of 'Tianfeng' Shui Gujun.

    The psychology of fans is actually very easy to understand. What idols strongly support, no matter what, they should also pay attention, not to mention a Chinese restaurant that is said to be delicious.

    The world, clothing, food and shelter, 'food' is infinitely elevated, even sanctified, and the chef's social status has risen.

    A wave of professional discussion has recently started on the Japanese Internet. People are vying to vote. As a result, professional chefs are horrible, leaving the second and third-place civil servants and doctors.

Waking up in the world of MHA (My Hero Academia).
But it is not like those fan-fic that I read in which the MC is the same age as the protagonist.

He is 3 years older than Midoriya Izuku.
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"Shit, I don't know who sent me here but at least because you didn't give me Izuku's age"

"And why I keep hearing a damn sound in my head"
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Well this is my first fan-fic I hope you like it

The treaty of bringing together the worlds of
BHNA --- boku no hero academia
SNS --- shokugueki no soma
Kenichi the most powerful disciple
As the story progresses I will try to integrate more.

There were more and more visitors coming to ask Chen Ge about the new scenario, and Chen Ge was willing to share some unimportant information with them. He knew what the visitors were hungry for, and the information that he tossed out was like delicious bait, luring them into taking the challenge.
"Boss Chen, we meet again. How come I feel like you've gotten much younger?" The woman who stood before Chen Ge had her hair cropped short, and her tomboyish apparel made her look even more stylish than the guys. However, her voluptuous figure did not diminish her feminine charm either.
"That might work on middle-aged uncles—do I look that old to you?" The woman could be counted as Chen Ge's friend. Her name was Ye Xiaoxin, a blogger that specialized in reviewing Haunted Houses. She had more than a million followers. When the people from Tian Teng Medical Hospital came to visit, she had joined their group, and after she exited, she had practically closed in on herself on the spot.
"I would never waste time on ingratiating words; I really do think you look much younger." Ye Xiaoxin took out her phone. "Give me a ticket to the underground morgue. I plan to review that scenario today."
"The underground morgue?" Chen Ge did not hide the disappointment on his face. "Aren't you going to consider challenging my new scenario? It's fun."
"No thanks, I'll wait for the guide to show up online first." Ye Xiaoxin tossed her hair back handsome. Then, as if reminded of something, she added, "By the way, there is a group online purposely gathering and sharing the pictures of the scenarios inside your Haunted House. Are you sure that you don't want to do something about that? I have a feeling this a concerted attack against you."
"It'll be fine. I see it as free advertisement." Chen Ge had Tong Tong's help, but since there were too many scenarios, Tong Tong could not handle too many things, and of course, this also had something to do with Chen Ge purposely going easy on the visitors.
The Haunted House was rapidly expanding, and there would be a horrible match with the futuristic theme park in the future. Before the results were out, popularity was crucial to Chen Ge. After all, if he wanted to stop these activities, it would not be too difficult on the account of his employees being different from others.
"Just be careful. If people can't take you down from the front, they might do something from the back." Ye Xiaoxin lowered her voice. "When I was queuing up earlier, I saw this man at the resting hall, be careful of him."
Ye Xiaoxin searched through her phone and showed Chen Ge a picture. The picture showed a man wearing a large coat. Even though the sun was blazing, he did not seem to feel the heat. He was talking on the phone with a smile on his face.
"He looks so educated and polite, nothing like a bad guy."
"Don't be tricked by his appearance. If you visit the Haunted House-related forums, you'll realize that the man is on many Haunted House's blacklists." Ye Xiaoxin stood to the side so that she would not block the line. "He's not a normal visitor—there's something wrong with his mind. He's a creeper, and the strangest thing is that he prefers to expose himself to others inside a Haunted House. He has made a few female actors inside the Haunted House weep from his actions already."
"He's that horrible of a man?"
"Yes, he was even detained several times for his actions, but he doesn't seem to change." Ye Xiaoxin sighed. "He understood the rules placed on the Haunted House actors. He knew they could not hit him. He also would not interact physically with them; he would only flash his parts at them to satisfy his perverted desire. The man is clever in a way; he only did his deed in corners hidden away from surveillance. The time that he was detained was because he went so over the line that the other visitors on the same tour couldn't resist beating him up."
"Such people need education, a deep and serious education." Employees could not do anything, but other visitors could. In any case, Chen Ge saw many solutions to this problem.
"That's all, I suppose. Be careful, I'll be going in now." Ye Xiaoxin followed the rest into the Haunted House. Chen Ge used his Yin Yang Vision to glance toward the resting hall. The man was still on the phone, but Chen Ge noticed that when he was talking, the man's eyes kept darting about like he was searching for something.
With him as the center, Chen Ge looked around, and he noticed that in the blind spot of the man's gaze, there was another man on the phone. This man had on a large hat, and his skin was white. He appeared rather soft and feminine.
"He has a partner?" Just as Chen Ge turned to look at that man, the man in the coat hung up and walked out from the hall. Coincidentally enough, so did the other man, accompanied by another three individuals.
The five started to queue. One stood at the front of the line, one at the back and the others at the middle; for all appearances, they did not seem like they knew each other.
"Are they from the futuristic theme park?" However, Chen Ge felt like he had left a deep enough emotional scar on the people from the other theme park that they would not return so soon. Chen Ge paid them special attention. After the three barged into the queue, there was sudden chaos. Three people started to move and gather together. "They came prepared!"
Chaos erupted, and this caused annoyance among the other visitors. One of them yelled directly and angrily, "Why are you cutting the line? Get back!"
He was being very loud and attracted everyone's attention immediately. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man around 1.5 meters tall. His appearance did not match his temper at all.
"Mr. Shinozaki, please calm down. We're here to seek inspiration—there's no need to get into an argument with others." A woman in her twenties stood next to the middle-aged man; she appeared to be his assistant. The woman seemed used to the man's explosion, and she apologized to the neighboring visitors.
"Shinozaki? A foreigner?" Before Chen Ge could say anything, the man called Shinozaki started to get into a fight while speaking fluent Chinese. Handing the ticket-selling job over to Uncle Xu, Chen Ge quickly ran over to break up the fight. "Please stop fighting. Who cut in the line earlier?"
Seeing the operator walk over, both parties stopped arguing.
"It was him! He was the line-cutter. I'm telling you, if we're not in a lawful society, I would have punched him in the face already, such lawlessness." The middle-aged man was quite a firecracker.
"Understood." Chen Ge turned to the line-cutter. He stood next to the man with the large cap. Obviously, they were partners. "If you wish to visit my Haunted House, I will need all of you to get to the back of the line and follow the rules accordingly."
Chen Ge left no room for negotiation. The man was obviously not satisfied with this arrangement, but with the persuasion from his friends, he obediently moved to the back of the line.
"Okay, everything's fine now." Chen Ge stayed at the back of the line. For some reason, the middle-aged man felt like he had been ignored and felt a certain way about it. He yelled at Chen Ge, "There's such a long line on such a hot day. Don't you have a VIP lane or something? I'll pay extra!"
"I'm sorry, but I treat all my visitors the same."
"Great! A principled man! Then I shall leave! Everyone's working against me!" For a reason that eluded Chen Ge, the man was angered and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Shinozaki! This haunted House is really unique! We're already here, so we should at least go in for a visit!" The young female assistant tried to stop the man, and then she ran to beg Chen Ge. "Boss, can you make an exception for us?"
The woman looked at Chen Ge with her pleading eyes. "Mr. Shinozaki is a comic artist. He has been lacking inspiration for the past few months, and his temper has worsened because of that. He isn't normally like this."
"A comic artist? Is he famous? How come I haven't heard of his name before?" Chen Ge was instantly reminded of Yan Danian. Perhaps he could use this chance to fulfil Yan Danian's wishes.
The assistant's face flushed. "Mr. Shinozaki bases himself overseas, and he is famed in the industry, but over the past few years, he has started to change his style! In any case, he's a very powerful man!"
Chen Ge nodded and purposely said in a raised voice, "If you don't want to line up, there's only one choice. I just opened a new scenario, and those who wish to visit it can skip the line and join me now."
"A new scenario?" The woman did not dare to make the decision, so she turned to look at the man.
"I just praised you for your principles earlier, but you changed your mind once you heard my name. Fine, I'll give you a chance to impress me today." The middle-aged walked over leisurely. "The new scenario it is!"
Seeing the middle-aged man jumping the queue, a man stood out from the back of the line. "I wish to visit this new scenario as well."
The man was wearing a coat. The temperature was high, and there was no air-conditioning. His head was pouring with sweat like he was burning. Hearing his voice, the other people in his group wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
"Okay, come in with me then. Is there anyone else?" Chen Ge accepted his volunteer quickly and took his money, so they had no chance to regret his decision.
The others in the group slowly shuffled out. Chen Ge had Uncle Xu give them the tickets while he used his phone to search for Shinozaki's info online.
The man was not a foreigner—he merely had a foreign-sounding name. However, it was true that he was based overseas. His fans called him the Walking Mosaic[1] and the Father of Saint Light[2].
[1] This is referring to how mosaic is often used to censor sensitive parts in erotic comics.
[2] Holy Light or Saint Light is more common in erotic animations. When an animated character undresses or is naked, instead of mosaic,  light or smoke is used to block key parts. Therefore, animation fans call it the Saint Light.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

Togetsu Academy, Rina's house.
Late at night, Rina lay on the bed, reading a comic book with relish.
Di!
The mobile phone placed on her pillow suddenly received a message. Rina frowned and opened her phone; it was a Twitter message from a female comic author friend:
"Hey, Rina, are you free this weekend? Let's go eat Chinese food together!"
The profile photo was a cute girl with golden ponytails.
"Chinese cuisine?" Rina raised her eyebrows. The young girl she knew was not only a painter, but also the daughter of a British diplomat. The two met at a celebrity banquet in the past, and later they gradually knew each other's identity.
No one knew that the 'Tongue of God' of Togetsu's Top Ten had a friend of the same age from a foreign school except for Rina herself and her follower, Feisha.
"Yeah, don't you know that there is a restaurant that is hotly discussed by the otaku tonight. Just in Ameyoko, Taito..."
Seeing this, Rina took a deep breath, and the abominable face appeared in front of her eyes again.
"Is that restaurant called Xia's Chinese Cuisine Restaurant?" She twitched her fingers to send a message.
"Oh, Rina, I thought that you, who's part of the Togetsu's Top Ten, didn't care much about the information of local restaurants."
"…"
Rina was silent until the girl on the opposite side urged her. She hummed and typed hardly, "What sh*t Chinese food, don't go!"
"Rina, your character is really inscrutable." The girl sent a sneering expression. When she was annoyed and intended to sneer at the girl, the girl sent the next text that made her heartbeat jump rapidly.
"I recently finished a short story. Would you like to see it, huh?"
"Short story?"
Thinking about the identity hidden by this friend, Rina blushed.
On the surface, she was the daughter of a British diplomat, a well-known Tokyo celebrity, and also known as debutante, but in fact, she was a deep house lady. She was also a small well-known peer painter on the Internet.
Thinking about the delicate and gorgeous book that she had sent before, Rina unconsciously stirred her legs on the bed, and her eyes were hesitant.
"Do you want it?" There was no response from the opposite side. The girl's tone was impatient.
"No, don't want!" 
"...Really don't want?" said the blonde girl with double ponytails. "You must be honest, Rina! After all, besides cooking, comics and novels are your second hobby! As a painter, I think I have the responsibility of giving you happiness, which will give you more inspiration for cooking!"
"I'm just saying that this short story was painted especially for you. Heehee, you will be pleasantly surprised after reading it!"
Seeing the last message, Rina was curious. Just as she was about to ask, the phone received a new email with a compressed package attachment, more than 20mb in size, which was quite small for a comic picture package.
Pursing her mouth, Rina received the email, skilfully downloaded it, un-compressed it, and opened it with her mobile phone.
"Full color?"
The first picture was very beautiful, giving a stunning sense of visual spike.
The setting sun was falling. The sky was far away, and the cherry blossom petals covered the ground. The surrounding trees were cherry trees. The two girls' limbs were entangled in the cherry blossom petals, and Rina's heartbeat accelerated. She looked carefully and noticed the appearance of the two girls. They were very familiar. She was stunned.
The girl with short red and purple hair was on the bottom, and the girl with long wavy blond hair was on top. She was charming. The girl on the top grabbed the other girl's uniform and tie, and the other hand picked off the other girl's white shirt which had been unbuttoned after she took off her coat. If the girl below was half-covered, then the girl above was too exposed. Her skin was white as snow. Below was a short uniform skirt. The black stockings on the right leg faded to the ankle.
"Hiss..."
Rina was able to see it no matter how stupid she was. The two girls in this picture scene were herself and Feisha!
"This, it's too foul!" Rina's face was as red as an apple. Her heart almost suffocated. She turned off her phone with a snap, gasping heavily in bed. For a while, she bit her teeth. But her body was still very obedient. She unlocked the phone screen again.
Di. The gorgeous style of lesbian pictures once again occupied the mobile phone screen.
This time, Rina grinded her teeth and looked at them.
First, second, third...
A total of eleven.
It was still alright at the beginning. The bolder the content was at the back, which made people's heart stop.
Because it was full color, and it was private self-entertainment, there was no code to describe the indescribable. Rina was dizzy. Her nose was hot, and she seemed to have a nosebleed.
"How is it?" Soon, the female artist with golden double ponytails sent greetings.
"Okay! Very good!" Rina grinded her teeth.
"…"
A luxurious villa on a ramp in Tokyo. 
Late at night, the girl sitting at the painting table holding a mobile phone shivered.
"Don't worry, Rina, it's for internal appreciation only. I will not upload it to the Internet!"
"...Golden retriever, do you want to die?"
From the text Rina sent, the girl could perceive the terrible murderousness, shrinking her neck. "Oh, I know. I will keep the manuscript carefully."
"Whatever. Anyway, if the set of pictures spread to a third person, you know the consequences!"
Rina finished saying it and actively changed the topic.
"I heard that you have made up with your first love recently?"
"What? Who wants to make up with him!"
This time it was the blonde double ponytail girl who was a tsundere.
"Well, it's better not to mix with a group of common people all day. Your primary school and junior high school are public schools, right? Why did you suddenly go to Hakunosaki High School..." 
Late at night, two arrogant girls with similar characters started a long chat.
…
The next day.
Yesterday, the heavy rain in Tokyo made the streets wet. It was a bit cold in the middle of March. But in the morning, the Chinese restaurant deep in the old store street was surrounded by a group of guests.
"It's almost nine o'clock. It hasn't opened yet?"
"Who knows. I came here after reading Mizutani's tweet. Today happens to be Saturday. I'm free, so I can wait."
This group of guests had one common characteristic:
Young!
The younger guests were only 13 or 14 years old, and the oldest were just university students. It could be said that they were all loyal users of NicoNico, and even the fans of Mizutani.
The psychology of fans was easy to understand. Whatever the idols strongly supported, no matter what, they would pay attention, not to mention a Chinese restaurant that was said to be delicious.
In this world of clothing, food, housing, and transportation, 'food' was infinitely elevated, even sacred, and the chef's social status had also risen.
The RB network had recently set off a career discussion craze. People were scrambling to vote. As a result, professional chefs had a shocking number of votes. It was far away from the second and third civil servants and doctors.


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

The problem with the Chinese Arts Association was over. Besides some news about it online, nothing much was being reported about it.
What made everyone curious was that the President of the Chinese Arts Association actually took the initiative to apologize and that stunned everyone.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan's fans were ecstatic. The more powerful their idol seemed to be, the happier they became.
A few days later.
At Cloud Street.
Zhao Ming Qing had left Shanghai for a few days and his chosen destination was the mountainous regions of Yunnan.
In the mountainous regions of Yunnan.
Zhao Ming Qing came out of a torn and tattered wooden house. He wasn't wearing the same thing as what he would wear in Shanghai. His clothes were a little torn and he wore a pair of cloth shoes. They were stained with mud. He certainly walked through several treacherous paths.
"It's okay, you don't have to send me. Lie in bed and continue resting. Take your medicine regularly and you will recover soon," Zhao Ming Qing said and smiled. Qiu Jie and Zhang Tong Tong were with him. They carried their suitcases and came to the mountainous regions together. They only brought the important tools.
Zhao Ming Qing's Chinese medical skills were powerful. He was able to use acupuncture with Chinese Medicine to treat illnesses. At the same time, he provided free medical treatment. He would pay for those villagers that were in difficult situations and didn't charge them any money.
With Zhao Ming Qing's abilities, his children had all become adults with their own careers. He was the Director of Shanghai's First Chinese Medical Academy and his salary was pretty good. He had quite a lot of savings and he could afford to pay for them.
Qiu Jie and Zhang Tong Tong were full of hope for Chinese Medicine after the free voluntary medical booth that time. Although they came to a mountainous region, they reaped a lot of benefits. They finally understood the deep meaning behind their jobs.
"Thank you, Doctor Zhao." A farmer said. She had some problems with her lungs and she was coughing non-stop. Sometimes, she would even cough out blood. However, since Zhao Ming Qing came here, her illness had improved significantly.
Initially, she didn't really trust these strangers but she later realized that they were good people.
The head villager welcomed Zhao Ming Qing and the others warmly. He even arranged for a special accommodation for them.
The village was occupied by mostly the elderly and young children. When they knew that a doctor came to give free treatment, they were ecstatic; especially since the doctor was highly skilled.
Zhao Ming Qing smiled, "You don't have to send us off, you can return home."
The old villager didn't return home. She just stood there and watched Zhao Ming Qing and the others leave.
As they walked a distance away, Zhao Ming Qing turned back and waved goodbye. Then, the villager slowly made her way back home.
Zhao Ming Qing said, "This time, you guys have to learn as much as you can. The most important thing about Chinese Medicine is to be grounded. At the same time, no matter what status you hold in the future, you should never forget these values."
Qiu Jie and Zhang Tong Tong nodded, "We will remember it."
They felt extremely blessed to be able to be with the Director and he was willing to teach them valuable lessons. These were lessons that they would never be able to learn from the books.
Ding ding!
His mentor called and Zhao Ming Qing picked up.
"Ming Qing, how're things at Yunnan?
Zhao Ming Qing replied, "Teacher, everything is fine. The quality of healthcare here is low. They don't even have doctors here. I feel that we might have to stay here for a longer period of time."
"Oh, no problem. Please take care. If you encounter anything that you can't resolve, inform me. I will be there as soon as possible."
After hearing that, Zhao Ming Qing was moved, "Alright, noted, teacher."
Zhao Ming Qing felt lucky to have met a teacher like Lin Fan. He helped him in every step of the way and at the same time, he was very concerned about him. He felt that besides his marriage with his wife, this was the most joyous occurrence in his life.
They hung up.
Qiu Jie said, "Director, did Master Lin call?"
Zhao Ming Qing nodded, "Yeah. Alright, let's go to the next house."
After a short while.
When the three of them reached the entrance of the village, they saw a group of people with suitcases that were filled with medicine. They didn't look like locals and they looked more like volunteers.
The head villager looked at Zhao Ming Qing and walked over, "Doctor Zhao, where are you heading to?"
Zhao Ming Qing smiled, "We're prepared to go to the next village. Who are these people?"
The head villager smiled, "Doctor Zhao, let me introduce you to them. This is Doctor Di and the others are volunteers. Doctor Di is from a big hospital somewhere and is here to treat our illnesses."
"America."
The head villager nodded, "Right, right, America. They're Americans."
Zhao Ming Qing looked at them. The leader of the team was a dark-skinned elderly Caucasian. He was wearing about the same clothes as them. Although it was clean, his pants were filled with mud stains. It was obvious that he walked through a lot of muddy paths to reach the place.
Doctor Di looked at Zhao Ming Qing curiously and stretched out his hand. He said, "Hi, I am Di Jia Nuo from America. I studied cardiology in America and I brought some volunteers to the mountainous regions in China to treat illnesses."
Zhao Ming Qing smiled, "Hi, Doctor Di. I am Zhao Ming Qing from Shanghai. I specialize in Chinese Medicine and I'm glad to be here to meet all of you."
When they both heard that they were doctors, they were more open about sharing. Doctor Di said passionately, "The mythical Chinese Medicine. When I was in America, I studied it briefly. Some of the knowledge is profound and deep. Are you guys here as volunteers too?"
"Yeah, we just arrived yesterday," Zhao Ming Qing said.
Doctor Di said passionately, "Doctor Zhao, we are all volunteers. Let's explore together. Our aim is to walk through all the mountainous regions of Yunnan…"
Zhao Ming Qing smiled.
Both of them were doctors and they were volunteers too. They clicked immediately. What made Zhao Ming Qing curious was that there were Caucasians that came to China's mountainous regions to treat illnesses.
The fusion of Chinese and Western medicine was something that Zhao Ming Qing wanted to witness.
Especially since his mentor was awesome in both Chinese and Western medicine. This sparked Zhao Ming Qing's interest in Western Medicine too.
The head villager smiled as he witnessed them talking to each other. He felt that they were in luck to be treated by these voluntary doctors.
At Cloud Street.
Lin Fan was scrolling through his phone.
Then, he frowned.
The news online.
'International Arts Exhibition, Korean artist, Okamoto Tenji and Jin Cheng Guo belittled Chinese Arts. They feel that Chinese Arts would be the least popular in the upcoming International Arts Exhibition.'
The impact of the news was great. Those that didn't understand Chinese Arts also joined in the discussion.
It even developed into an argument between the countries.


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Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

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