Delivery Man, koutarou Shin. Special class rank given by world for dealing with both underworld and otherworld. Not to forget doing every job for a price. I'm 23 years old, single. GODDANGIT WHY THE HELL I DIDN'T GET GIRLFRIEND!?

women's delivery pain is the heaviest pain where men could not bare the pain and if something happens during that birth and it is the real incident of mine

Tulips defeated Key 3:1 and entered the top four.
Most strong teams reserved their trump cards for the group stages, but Club Key's trump card had been showcased in advance due to the battle between Frenzied Sword and Key of Solomon. Although [Howling Gate] was very strong, the other teams had plenty of time to think of ways to deal with it. Tulips was steady and strong, and they had a trump card as well, which they finally used for the first time. As Key of Solomon expected, his team was unprepared and defeated. If not for Key of Solomon, who overperformed in the third match, it would have been an overwhelming 3:0 defeat.
Club Key stopped at the top eight. This result was far from Key of Solomon's target of becoming the champion, so he was furious.
On the other side, the Black Star Mercenary Group arrived at the planet where the resource team was and prepared for the escort.
…
A fan-shaped light-gold interstellar space station was floating outside the atmosphere of a Godoran colonized planet, following its course and orbiting indefinitely. Its alloy shell emitted a magic aura, and various models of spaceships were parked there. The seller was waiting for Han Xiao's arrival. His name was Tyrell, a slightly known businessman in the Gavin Star System. He operated a commercial department store group and had a long-term agreement with the logistics department of Floating Dragon. Han Xiao carried out numerous resource escorting missions, and Tyrell and he had known each other for quite some time.
Han Xiao and the others arrived at the pier, and a voice came from afar.
"Haha, Black Star of Floating Dragon, we meet again."
Tyrell was a Godoran. His body shape was round, and he had a passionate smile on his face. He approached with quick steps and gave Han Xiao a bear hug. "Have to trouble you guys again. All the resources that Floating Dragon needs are packaged and listed. Do you need to do a check?"
He guided Han Xiao and the others to the side, where metal boxes piled up like a small hill. They were all resources that Haier had ordered.
"We've worked together so many times; I don't doubt your reputation. However, this is Jenny's request, so I'll have to let my people do a check." Han Xiao passed the list to Maple Moon and gave her a counting goods mission.
"Understood, understood." Tyrell rubbed his hands and smiled brightly.
Escort resources were a daily mission, and the reward was 150 Floating Dragon Faction Favorability. Because of Han Xiao's position as a member of Floating Dragon, Tyrell gave him a certain discount, so Han Xiao often bought things from Tyrell. He trusted Tyrell's reputation, but now that he was working for Floating Dragon, it was better to be more careful.
When ordering resources in the virtual interstellar network, the logistics were a problem. Other than those advanced civilizations that normalized long-range transportation devices, the logistics in space were usually contracted by professional delivery organizations, or the seller would partner with a travel agency and have them airdrop the delivery on their way. There were many scavengers in Shattered Star Ring, and some low-level galactic pirates focused on robbing logistic spaceships. Hence, the commercial teams would usually hire mercenaries as guards.
Maple Moon counted very quickly; the number was correct. Han Xiao nodded and said, "There's no problem, let's head out now."
"I have already contacted a travel agency spaceship; it's parked at port 5468." Tyrell turned and said to one of his staff, "Dekker, get some men and take the resources into the goods cabin, then follow Black Star to Floating Dragon Island to carry out the handover."
The man who was called Dekker nodded, called some workers, and started transporting the boxes to the port. He was a regular manager of the Tyrell Group. He looked very ordinary, and he was someone that did not attract much attention.
Han Xiao and the others stepped onto the stairs into the travel agency spaceship. Tyrell stood on the dock and said loudly, "Send my regards to Jenny."
Han Xiao waved his hands and walked into the spaceship. After the hatch closed, he wrote a guard mission and gave it to some players, then told Herlous to take them to the goods cabin and begin shifts to protect the goods. He then went to the guest cabin with the others.
With some turbulence, the spaceship took off. This was a small traveling spaceship, so there were no other passengers. Tyrell had booked the entire spaceship specifically to transport supplies for Floating Dragon.
There were few people on the ship. Other than ten or so crew members and mercenary group members, there were only around ten of Tyrell Group's employees. Dekker was their boss. Han Xiao had met him before. They did not communicate much, but he did notice that Dekker brought a girl onto the ship this time.
"Are you Black Star?"
In the guest hall, as soon as they sat down, the girl beside Dekker spoke. She tilted her head and looked at Han Xiao curiously.
Han Xiao sized her up. This was a space human teenage girl, rather young, about fifteen to sixteen years old, and her head only reached Han Xiao's chest. She had dark brown short hair, pale skin, and a pretty face. The bridge of her nose was tall, and her bright eyes were filled with a youthful energy.
"Uncle Dekker always tells me stories. He's talked about you before." The teenage girl's eyes moved up and down on Han Xiao's body, sizing him up.
Dekker coughed and said, "This is one of my friend's daughters. Her family… ahem, let me take care of her temporarily. She wanted to follow me no matter what, so I brought her onto the ship. Lord Black Star, would that be a problem?"
"Not at all." Han Xiao shook his head. He looked at the teenage girl, smiled, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Sylvia."
"Quite a nice name, what's your home planet?"
Sylvia curled her lips. "Are you doing an identity check, Uncle?"
"Uncle…" Han Xiao was speechless. He was clearly young and handsome. What nonsense was she talking about?
Sylvia looked glanced at Han Xiao sideways, changed the topic, and said in disdain, "I heard you mercenaries have no morals and fight for whichever side pays higher. I really want to know, is the money earned from selling your souls not hot to hold?"
Han Xiao raised his eyebrows. Before he spoke, Dekker pulled Sylvia back in terror, scolded her, and hastily apologized to Han Xiao. "She doesn't understand many things. Please don't take it to heart."
"It's alright, understandable." Han Xiao waved his hands. Words had basically zero impact on him, so of course, he did not care. "This small girl has quite some guts. She knows we are a bunch of brutes, yet he still dares to question me right in my face. Quite brave."
"I'm not a small girl!" Sylvia was a little angry and pushed her chest up.
"Hmm… not small indeed but still needs development." Bun-Hit-Dog's eyes moved down, and a dirty smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, he realized that Han Xiao was looking at him without saying anything. He immediately kept his eyes to himself, wiped off his smile, and sat up straight.
They fastened their seatbelt, and the spaceship entered jumping mode very quickly—only then could they walk around freely. Sylvia was energetic and active. She curiously ran around the spaceship and glanced through the spaceship's structure in awe. Sometimes, she would place her head on the porthole and look outside the window at the streams of light outside.
Dekker smiled bitterly and said, "This is her first time on a spaceship. Sorry to trouble you."
"As long as the mission is not affected." Han Xiao looked at the energetic back view of the teenage girl and narrowed his eyes.
Sylvia… this name sounds kind of familiar.
He did not want to give up even the slightest doubt. He returned to his room and pondered for more than ten minutes. Finally, he found someone in his memories who had this name.
[Mechanical Lady Knight] Sylvia?
Han Xiao froze for a second. He did not expect the teenage girl that he had met coincidentally to be a known character. Furthermore, in the storyline of his previous life, Sylvia was very well known and was especially popular among the players.
Sylvia was still a young girl now. Han Xiao recalled her look in his previous life after 'growing up'—long hair, valiant and fearless, wearing light mechanical armor and a cape, just like a knight.
What was a very important factor in determining the attractiveness of a female character? Parodies!
Sylvia had a lot of parodies and being pretty was just one factor. After all, there were way too many pretty females in Galaxy. The more important reason was her background, identity, personality, and storyline.
Beauty was never Han Xiao's focus. He recalled Sylvia's character background. It was way too long ago, so he could only vaguely remember.
Sylvia's father was chased by a certain mercenary group and died. She was still young back then, so she took the path of revenge. She moved from forces to forces, learned Mechanic class knowledges, and became a galactic pirate chasing after that mercenary group.
In the timeline of that version, due to the Crimson Empire expanding once again, all the Star Fields could only care about themselves. The large mercenary groups in various Star Clusters of the Shattered Star Ring mimicked the mercenaries in the Silver Arm Star Field, creating the Shattered Star Ring Alliance. They turned themselves into an enormous mercenary group with millions of members and tens of thousands of battleships of all kinds of models, more than enough to take part in even large space wars.
Sylvia was the arch-enemy of the mercenary alliance.
Players back then took part in the mercenary alliance event. In their eyes, Sylvia was a renowned villain boss of the opposite party. Many players received missions to chase and kill Sylvia, but they all failed. Sylvia was too strong.
During the times of opposing the mercenary alliance, Sylvia often appeared in the eyes of the players. Then, through what looked like an accident, she discovered that her father was the bad guy and knew that her father deserved his death. She then disappeared for a period of time. When she reappeared, she was not a galactic pirate anymore; she became a freedom fighter of Shattered Star Ring, helping the people who were victims of harm, dealing with some criminals, and being responsible for quite a number of famous events. Furthermore, they rejected rewards or requests in any form; all their actions came from themselves. They were like Superheroes… Basically, she reformed.
Although Sylvia was not the main character of a certain event, she was a renowned character like Hila. She was involved in many events in the Shattered Star Ring. When the players wandered in space, they would sometimes bump into her fighting bad guys and could choose to help her. She was loved by many in Shattered Star Ring… These were all things that happened after Version 3.0
Han Xiao shook his head. Sylvia's reform process and her experience of turning from someone with so much hatred into someone as righteous as a knight were filled with opportunities for parodies, such as…
Bah! Why am I thinking of this?
Didn't expect to meet a future celebrity…
Han Xiao stroked his chin.
For some reason, he felt somewhat strange, like he had missed some important information.
…
Floating Dragon Island was in the Rain Star System of the Colton Star Cluster. There was a small star gate on their way that could teleport them, and the traveling time was about ten days.
Every day, Han Xiao built machinery and traded with the players.
He did not pay much attention to the league, only looking at the results. The top four teams were decided. Long Sky stopped at the top eight after facing Devil, who were ranked first, and were defeated 1:3. It was quite regretful. Dynasty defeated Rose Knight 3:2, advancing to top four. Japan's Hydra defeated Australia's Kangaroo Boxing 3:1. The top four teams were Tulips, Devil, Dynasty, and Hydra.
The upcoming grouping was extremely important. It seemed like the prayers of countless Chinese spectators had an effect; Dynasty's next opponent was team Hydra. Compared to the steady Tulips and extremely strong Devil, Hydra was no doubt a weaker opponent. Dynasty had the most confidence in defeating Hydra as compared to the other two teams. The Chinese panel in the forums was practically celebrating already.
In terms of Singles, King Admiral advanced to top eight, Frenzied Sword stopped at top sixteen. But Frenzied Sword was very satisfied; he was already overjoyed that he could enter the second round of the International League, a result that was much higher than his initial expectations. Compared to Frenzied Sword's ranking in Han Xiao's previous life, this was indeed a huge improvement. In his previous life, Frenzied Sword did not even make it into the International League, but now, he was one of the top sixteen players on the International League. Frenzied Sword benefitted the most, and his position among the Chinese players rocketed from nobody to a Supernova.
Ten days later, the spaceship exited the jumping state. Floating Dragon was only half a day away.
It was dining time. Han Xiao walked out of the machinery modification room and came to the dining hall. This was the usual dining area, so many people were eating there. The food was all portable space food, so it could not be considered delicious, but it was not tasteless either.
Herlous called for him from the bar.
"Have a drink?" Herlous had a bottle of liquor in front of him, the alcohol made his face slightly red.
"Almost forgot you're an alcoholic." Han Xiao sat down, and the bartender passed him a new cup. Herlous laughed, lifted the liquor bottle, and poured him a cup.
Han Xiao shook his head and lifted up the cup. Just as he was going to drink it, his movement suddenly stopped, and an unknown alert appeared in his heart.
Frowning slightly, he looked at the object introduction on his interface.
_____________________
[Strong Liquor with an Added Ingredient]
Effects: Unknown
_____________________
Bang!
The smashing sound shocked everyone. They put their food down and looked over in surprise.
Han Xiao held the bartender's collar, pressed the panicking bartender on the bar table, and said coldly without an expression, "You added poison‽"


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

After leaving the pet shop, Song Bai and Zhao Qi parted ways. Zhao Qi went to pick up her clothes at the dry cleaner’s, while Song Bai called a taxi to take him home. 
"Can you drive faster please?" said Song Bai to the taxi driver. He wanted to get back to his home as soon as possible so that he could start editing his video clips, as if he was a child who just got a new set of building blocks and couldn't wait to let his imagination fly. 
Through the rear mirror, the taxi driver noticed the cat carrier Song Bai was holding, and he chuckled, "What did you buy? A cat or a dog?" 
"A cat." Song Bai was stunned, "But how did you know I bought a pet?" 
"Because I saw you walk out from the pet shop. It's quite famous around this neighborhood," said the taxi driver, "I mainly drive around this area and I've seen many passengers come here to buy pets—but recently, few passengers have gone there. I wonder if the owner's business is running into difficulties?" 
"It just finished renovation, and probably will reopen for business soon." Song Bai repeated what he had heard from Zhao Qi. 
"Oh, no wonder." It seemed that the taxi driver was putting an end to this topic. 
Song Bai paused for a moment and asked tentatively, "Excuse me... Have you ever seen any foreigners come here to buy pets?" 
"Foreigners?" recollected the taxi driver. "No, though some passengers were foreigners. What's the matter?" 
"Oh, so you can speak English?" asked Song Bai. 
"English... No...I’ve forgotten the English I learned back in high school," smiled the taxi driver awkwardly. "Besides, the passengers are not absolute foreigners." 
Song Bai was perplexed, "What do you mean they are not ‘absolute foreigners’? Are you saying they are of mixed-races? Or are they overseas Chinese?" 
"What I mean is those passengers are the foreign students studying in Binhai University, and they can speak Chinese more or less. When I said hello to them in English, they asked me to speak Chinese and help them practice their Chinese." the taxi driver smiled and clarified the misunderstanding. 
"Oh, I see... So, have you ever given rides to passengers that were headed to the Amazing Fate Pet Shop?" asked Song Bai. Then he added, "Whether they were absolute foreigners or not..." 
"No, never, why?" said the taxi driver. 
"Nothing, I just have a feeling that maybe there will be foreigners visiting the pet shop one day." Song Bai had a hunch that the reputation of Amazing Fate Pet Shop would spread overseas. Even if it was not through his vlogs, someone else might help the cause; and when that time came, foreigners would rush to Zhang Zian’s pet shop. 
"Really?" The taxi driver clearly didn't believe in him. He thought Song Bai was just joking and he smiled cheerfully, "If that’s the case, then I should learn English as soon as possible to attract more business!" 
Song Bai nodded, "I think you should start learning it right away." 
"Are you serious?!" asked the taxi driver with astonishment. 
Song Bai simply smiled, "Why not? Skills will never be burdens." 
"That's true..." the taxi driver seemed to have been convinced and murmured softly. 
Song Bai’s home was not very far, and soon the taxi had stopped at the entrance of the resident district. After paying the fare, he lifted the cat carrier and got out. "Thank you, mister, remember to practice English when you have time." 
The taxi driver waved his hand and drove his car away. Had he accepted Song Bai’s advice? No one knew.  
Song Bai was living in a very small apartment that he rented. There was only one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, one kitchen and one balcony in the apartment, but was enough space for a bachelor.
He opened the cat carrier, held up the black Dragon-Li and put it on the ground. 
The black Dragon-Li showed no fear of the strange environment. Instead, it was curiously looking around. It raised its head and looked at Song Bai as if knowing that he was the owner of this place. 
Song Bai smiled and waved at it, "Go play anywhere you like, except my bedroom." 
"Right, you need to have a name." He touched his chin and thought for a moment. " Black Dragon-Li... How about Black Flower?" 
The black Dragon Li replied with a "meow", and it seemed like it was fine with its new name. And then it trotted to explore the living room and the balcony. 
Song Bai put the equipment in his backpack in the living room, changed into comfortable clothes, washed his face, put the clothes that he just took off into the washing machine and began to enjoy the relaxation. 
Just then, the doorbell rang. 
"Package delivery, is anyone home?" 
"Coming." 
Song Bai quickly went over to open the door. 
The courier, who was holding a large package, stuck out his head from behind and asked, "Are you Song Bai?" 
"Yes. I should pay the shipping fee, right?" Song Bai knew that inside the package were the pet supplies sent by Zhang Zian… 
"Correct, please sign here." 
The courier put down the package. Song Bai paid the shipping fee and signed as confirmation of receiving the package. 
"Thank you." Song Bai watched the courier as he left. 
From the package, Song Bai first scrambled out the cat litter and cat litter box. He looked at the instructions for novice cat raisers printed by Zhang Zian to arrange the cat litter box. He went to find Black Flower and pointed to the box, "Here, you need to pee and poop here. Okay?" 
Black Flower bowed to sniff the cat litter and stretched out its paws to touch the cat litter. It was the same cat litter used in Zhang Zian's pet shop, so Black Flower understood this was its toilet. 
Song Bai gently stroked the fur on Black Flower’s back where its dark mackerel patterns were rising up and down rhythmically. It raised its eyes and looked at him in confusion and then continued playing with the cat litter. This kitten seemed to be fond of touching things, whether it was camera lens or cat litter. It was as curious as he was. 
"Stay here, okay? I will play with you later when I finish my work," he said to it gently. 
Song Bai stood up and headed to his bedroom. Just when he was about to close the door, he saw a black shadow was retreating from the door in panic. Black Flower had been following him, trying to look in the bedroom, and was almost nipped by the door. Song Bai was startled by it. He had been used to living by himself and hadn’t built up the habits a cat owner should have. 
"What... You want to come in here too?" Song Bai was hesitant. He turned around and looked at his bedroom. 
On his desk and shelf, there were several cameras, such as Canon G7xm2, Sony Rx100m4, and Panasonic 1x10 which he brought out for shooting. In addition, there were two computers. One was a Mac Pro for video editing and rendering, and another was a laptop for study and entertainment, alongside with two sets of keyboards and mouses. Besides the keyboards stood a condenser microphone of Rode. On top of the shelf was a Joby octopus tripod PTZ, and a NAS for data backup. Apart from those, spare devices, spare batteries, USB drives, and SD cards were scattered all over on his desk. All of these were essential equipment for vloggers. 
If other geeks came to his messy bedroom, they would have felt they were in heaven. 
This was a typical room of a vlogger. Vloggers didn't care if they would become famous, but they must collect as much equipment as possible. Sometimes they even bought several products that had the same functions. 
Song Bai lived by himself, and generally no one would enter his bedroom except him. That’s why he could put his equipment wherever he wanted. Each digital device was very expensive, and he didn't want Black Flower to come in in the first place, worrying that it might be a troublemaker. 
Black Flower was squatting at the door. It raised its head to look at him and peek into the bedroom from time to time, as if saying, "What's inside? Anything fun? Why can’t I go in?" 
Song Bai stood at the door to prevent it from going into the bedroom. He pointed outside, "Go play outside for a while, okay?" 
Black Flower tilted its head, meowed softly, and stretched one front paw to touch the door. It's clear yellow-green eyes were filled with confusion. It didn't understand what it had done to make ts owner turn it away. 
Gazed at by its innocent eyes, Song Bai felt really guilty, and he gave up his defense. 
"Alright, come in. But you must behave. Don't touch anything, or I won't let you come in again," Song Bai squatted down and warned it seriously.
Black Flower meowed as its reply. It approached Song Bai, pushed his leg, and couldn't wait to go into the bedroom.


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

Leo eventually gave up on getting rid of the mirror. It kept returning to his pocket, yet it wasn't a possessed doll.

It just informed him of the situation through messages and vibrations. It didn't like seem like it would do him any harm.

'I guess I should go visit a shaman later.'

He put aside the mirror for now, and decided to think about Robert first.

'Wasn't Robert hiding in an empty church?'

If he had a smartphone, then he would search with a map app service. However, Leo currently only had the flip phone that his sister had given him.

He had no choice but to go to a nearby PC room to search online.

Despite the fact that it was currently class time, the PC room was still crowded with people.

He noticed a few students in their uniforms.

'They are also playing  games.'

Leo paid the fee at the counter, then sat down and turned on the computer.

'The location of the church… Crazy. There are more than 20?'

The good news was that he knew that it was an empty church. Leo called the churches one by one to check.

After a few minutes, he was able to get the information that he wanted.

'There were two churches that didn't answer the phone. He is certainly in one of them!'

Leo moved in a hurry.

The first place he went to wasn't correct. If that was true, then Robert was definitely at the second location.

'Bingo…!'

The curtains were firmly closed over each window. However, he felt a strange presence inside.

The whole alley was half empty due to redevelopment. The church where Robert was hiding also seemed to be ruined.

'Certainly, no one would ever imagine that an escaped prisoner would be hiding in a run down church.'

First of all, he had to confirm that Robert was inside.

'How can I talk to him?'

He couldn't knock on the door and ask for Robert. It just wasn't possible.

At that moment, he came up with a good idea.

Leo got the address of the church from the mailbox and headed to a Chinese restaurant that was nearby.

It was a place where he used to do deliveries when skipping school.

It was lunch time. The phone was ringing, but the delivery motorcycles weren't visible.

'As expected, they are swamped with orders.'

Leo called the Chinese restaurant.

He made an order for noodles and gave the address of the church. He also made sure to sound annoyed at the fact that the restaurant was swamped with orders, and that the delivery would be delayed.

"Uh, is it Leo? Did you come for a job again? Well, that is good, as there are a lot of deliveries."

The boss greeted Leo as he opened the door to the Chinese restaurant.

"Nope. I'm here to eat noodles.

"Aye, don't be like that. I'm unbelievably busy right now, please, just do 10! It is urgent so I'll give you an hourly wage of 50 dollars .'

Leo smiled pleasantly.

"Then I'll do it for just one hour."

"Call!"

Leo changed into his work clothes and picked up the iron boxes containing the deliveries.

'Let's do a test.'

He decided to test if the Robbery skill he just learnt could also be used against the public.

As he passed the boss sitting at the counter, Leo bumped against his body.

Then the crime skill was activated normally.

[Robbery has been used.]

-You have succeeded in stealing the opponent's belongings!

'What did I steal?'

Leo put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a strange bundle of hair.

'What is this?'

He looked at the boss and saw that his rich head of hair was gone.

'Boss- … Isn't he obviously in his 30s?'

Leo's eyes flashed.

"This fell here."

"Ack! When was this stripped off?  L-Leo… Don't tell anybody about this. I'll add another 100 dollar  to your hourly wage."

The two men exchanged conspiratorial glances.

* * *

"Your noodles has arrived!"

Leo knocked on the firmly locked door and shouted.

There was no reaction from inside the church. He started using more strength to knock on the door.

There was still no reaction, so Leo started shouting.

"Aish! Delivery! Please come out quickly!"

In the end, the person couldn't bear it.

The closed curtain opened a little bit. The person inside was checking to see if it really was a genuine Chinese delivery person outside.

The iron door opened, revealing a man in clergy attire that could be seen from within the shadows.

"I never ordered any noodles."

"Aish! It's right here."

"Well. I happen to be hungry. How much is it?"

The man opened the door a bit wider and slowly came out.

Leo nearly dropped the iron box he was carrying.

'Robert…!'

A murderer who killed seven people.

It was him.

'He has a beard now, and is also in clergy attire, but it is definitely him!'

Leo's clothes became damp with sweat.

The fact that Robert was here was evidence that what Leo saw wasn't a simple dream.

Then…

'Crazy. Then, in the next five years, I will be framed and taken to prison? Fuck off!'

Wait a minute.

Something suddenly popped into Leo's head. It was different from the time when he was framed without knowing anything.

Right now, Leo knew what would happen in the next 15 years.

And…

'I don't know precisely what this power is, but there is also the mirror.'

Due to the power of the mirror, he was able to learn the Robbery skill from the pickpocket.

If that was so, then couldn't other things be learned?

Perhaps Leo could change the harsh reality that he remembered.

'First of all, I have to find out how to learn skills.'

Leo remembered when he first learnt Robbery.

He ran into the pickpocket as he got on the bus, and got the Robbery skill.

Shortly afterwards, he witnessed the pickpocket stealing the old lady's wallet.

The condition required would be one of them.

"My body feels a bit uncomfortable. Can you come in and put the food on the floor?"

Robert said with a smile.

Leo looked at his eyes, and saw the eyes of a beast determined to kill.

'I cannot relax for even a second!'

If he did something even slightly suspicious, then he would surely be killed by Robert.

Leo recalled the three murders after Robert escaped.

He suspected that they had noticed his identity and stabbed them dozens of times with a knife.

Robert was very quick.

Leo wouldn't be able to get away if he tried to escape.

Then…

He had to perfectly pretend to be a Chinese delivery person.

Leo told Robert with a casual expression.

"It is 20 dollars."

"Wait a minute. Money…"

There were no signs that Robert doubted Leo's identity.

Leo smiled pleasantly.

'It was good that I came in the disguise of a Chinese deliveryman.

People always let down their guard when they deal with people like couriers and delivery men.

Leo remembered that Robert was previously arrested after being reported by a pizza delivery person.

"Yes, the money is here."

Robert pulled out a 50 bill from his pocket.

Leo accepted it and gave back the change.

"We're currently swamped with deliveries, so I will come back later to pick up the bowl after an hour."

And the door closed.

Leo sighed with relief.

He had safely escaped from the clutches of a crazy killer.

"Try to enjoy it, as it will be your last meal in society."

Leo laughed.

If he had known this before, then he would have also given Robert some meat to eat.

At five o'clock that morning, Ling Ran sprung awake.
He used to sleep early and wake up early. During his student life, Ling Ran liked to wake up at four or five o'clock before dawn to memorize some texts or study English. He had to. If he did all this in the afternoon or at night, there would always be some girls surrounding him, strangers included. They would initially say that they wanted to study or do homework together with him, but they usually ended up talking non-stop.
Of course, most of the girls were quite thoughtful. But there would always be a group of girls who came to him.
If one of the girls was talkative, she would disturb the peace among them, or if everyone spoke one or two sentences, he would also waste a lot of time, because there were a lot of people.
But the period before dawn was totally different.
Predawn was a wonderful period of time.
During this time, most people's brains stopped thinking. Only some would have a very clear head.
If the operational capability of the people in the world was set in stone, and the people can only have their minds operate for a certain number of hours before it shut down, then it must be because there was a larger number of people who stopped thinking during predawn, causing a small number of people's operational capabilities to increase, because they were awake at predawn.
And during this period of time, most girls would choose to sleep.
Ever since the concept of beauty sleep overlapped with the definition of laziness, the sleeping time for girls was largely lengthened.
The only thing that Ling Ran had not adapted to was his unfamiliarity in Shanghai.
If he were at Yun Hua Hospital, Ling Ran could start performing surgeries early in the morning. If he were at Yun Hua University, he could have memorized twenty new words. But in Shanghai… Ling Ran could only jog around Fuyuan Stadium for a while.
When he was finished, the sky still looked dark.
Ling Ran could not find the energy to go back to the hotel again, so he went straight to the operating theater to take a bath and changed into a set of scrubs.
The scrubs in the hospital were reusable and could be disinfected repeatedly. The leaders would even love to see their doctors put on scrubs all the time and be at the ready to work in the operating theater at all times.
"Are there even fewer surgeries arranged today?" Ling Ran looked at the printed sheet on the door in boredom. It was just one thin sheet of paper, and it showed that the operating theater was really going to be empty most of the time today.
The nurse who worked at the entrance to the surgical floor smiled and laughed, "The center has never performed many surgeries daily, anyway. But it's true that recently, we have reduced the number of surgeries."
The Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center had only around thirty doctors. Among the attending physicians, associate chief physicians and chief physicians, there were only some of them who were able to perform surgeries. Sometimes, they even needed to travel around the country. Normal postgraduate students and visiting doctors would not be able to perform many surgeries, except Ling Ran.
Ling Ran pursed his lips and felt grateful that he worked in a tertiary Grade A hospital. Otherwise, he would have to wait for a very long time for patients.
"The cafeteria is not opening either, right?" Ling Ran looked at the quiet dining area again. The lights were not even turned on.
The nurse nodded and said, "No one is performing surgeries, after all. We usually don't provide supper for doctors who work night shifts."
It was impossible for a small research institute like this to be like Yun Hua Hospital, which kept providing food day and night.
In the surgical floor of Yun Hua Hospital, tens of surgeries needed to be performed at night when they were busy. Meanwhile, the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center would already start complaining that they were busy if they had to perform three surgeries for one night.
Ling Ran glanced at the operating theater sadly. Then, he quietly got himself a chair, took out his phone, and started to place a delivery order. 
Plain porridge. Did not feel like eating.
Deep-fried dough sticks. Did not feel like eating.
Buns. Dared not eat.
In the end, Ling Ran chose Chinese pancakes and Tofu pudding from among several shops that were still operating nearby. The Chinese pancake would probably be a little on the soft side upon arrival, but it should not be a problem. As for whether Tofu pudding was a good match with Chinese pancakes? Ling Ran did not think much about that.
It was already good for him to be able to eat while he worked outstation.
He continued to play his game and waited quietly.
The hospital at predawn was as quiet as a haunted house. Any moving sound could be frightening to anyone.
Ling Ran turned on the music of the game and played it in the spacious reception hall. This made the room become livelier.
"Doctor Ling, you came so early?" Yu Yuan rubbed her eyes. She was sleepy, yawned, and sat in front of Doctor Ling.
Ling Ran nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Because I want to be a chief resident." Yu Yuan could not help but say, "I predicted that you'll be waking up very early, but isn't this too early? There aren't any surgeries scheduled today."
"Yes. There aren't any surgeries to be performed." Ling Ran nodded his head viciously, and he slammed his phone against his leg. He looked to the front and fell into deep thought.
"I'll go wash my face. Don't wander off randomly now." Yu Yuan rubbed her face. She was very sleepy.
She knew that Ling Ran was used to waking up early, but she still underestimated the time that Ling Ran would wake up.
In comparison, Yu Yuan used her phone to watch the CCTV of her house from her phone yesterday and also the videos she recorded beforehand. Then, she read research papers until midnight before she went to sleep. So, obviously, she did not get enough rest.
Ling Ran nodded, unbothered. Where else could he go? A hospital that did not have any surgeries at predawn was like a hospital without any soul. A normal individual would probably feel empty when he stayed in it.
Ling Ran was one of those who felt utterly hollow.
He raised his hand and looked at his phone. He was banned from the game again. His gaming sense was too bad.
Ling Ran thought about it and decided to register a new account.
"Doctor Ling, your breakfast is here." When Ling Ran was still thinking, he saw a delivery boy with a yellow jacket come to him.
"How do you know I'm a doctor?" Ling Ran looked at him in a strange way.
"Aren't you wearing the attire that doctors usually wear?" the delivery boy said in a muffled voice. He then asked, "You're Ling Ran, who ordered the meal, right?"
"It's me." Ling Ran nodded and put his phone away.
Although Chinese pancakes were rather common, these smelled particularly good. He still had to give full respect.
"Your breakfast has been upgraded." The delivery boy took out his phone and read the text out loud, "After you placed the order, you just so happened to get the supreme grand prize of our breakfast shop. So, you have been upgraded to the supreme meal set."
Meanwhile, another delivery boy ran over and put down a foldable round table before him.
The delivery boy who was talking to Ling Ran also put down the food bag from his hand. Then, he went back to the motorbike with the other delivery boy before both of them carried a big bag of food over and put them on the table. They said, "Enjoy your meal. Please give us a five-star rating when you're free."
"They do this for deliveries now?" Ling Ran felt there was something off about this. His luck had always been good. Just like what Madam Tao Ping said, the luck of a good-looking man would not be too bad. But from what he saw in front of him, the breakfast shop was running a losing business.
"I have no idea. We just deliver the breakfast." The delivery boy gave a tongue-in-cheek reply and quickly left.
Ling Ran hesitantly opened one of the plastic bags. He saw a big black box sealed with tape, and a white 'Monbento' mark had been stamped on the tape. It was beautiful.
Ling Ran could not help but think of the comments he saw from the internet. He thought to himself. 'It is not easy to set up a shop nowadays.'
After he removed the tape on the sealed box, he found that the breakfast box was made up of plastic and rubber. It was a two-layered structure, and in it was carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, various candied fruits, black fungus, chinese cabbage, celery, smoked fish, and some side dishes.
Every side dish was so little that it could be finished in three bites at most, and the amount of each side dish was not even comparable to the size of a big dumpling.
Ling Ran took out a side dish and placed it on the table, and very soon, he covered half the table with dishes.
Then, he opened up another two plastic bags, and he saw a stack of nicely packed red metallic breakfast boxes with the words Supreme on it. Similarly, there was very little food in the box.
There were various types of steamed buns, dumplings, and steamed shaomai dumplings. Besides, there were also some meat, eggs, and fish which were cooked in different methods, as well as various types of desserts.
Ling Ran looked at where the delivery boys had vanished and could not help thinking. 'Is this breakfast shop owner a fool?'
Yu Yuan came over at this time. She looked slightly more awake after she washed her face. Then, she felt puzzled when she saw the food boxes on the table.
"Delivery," answered Ling Ran directly. He then asked, "Do you want to have breakfast together?"
"Sure." Yu Yuan did not feel shy at all. She took her seat and picked up a metallic box. She sized it up and asked doubtfully, "Supreme?"
"Hmm?"
"Someone must have sent you this food, right?" Yu Yuan started to bend her back. She started to feel the power of responsibility.
Ling Ran picked up a piece of beef and ate it with a small gold steamed bun. Then, he picked up another piece of cabbage and ate. Soon, he emptied three boxes. He then casually piled up the empty boxes and said, "I'm not sure, too. It's the delivery boys who said I won a prize."
"Then, you must have the grand prize." Yu Yuan chuckled and looked around warily. She said, "Supreme breakfast boxes have been on the news before. One box might cost at least 1,600 RMB, did you know that?"
"I don't."
"Hey, one box costs 1,600 RMB! It's not 160 RMB. Bah! Even 160 RMB is way too expensive. One breakfast box costs at least 1,600 RMB, and just count, how many boxes do you have here? How much money is needed to buy this?" Yu Yuan counted with her fingers.
Her task was too hard!
Yu Yuan moaned in her heart, looked at Ling Ran, and said, "Doctor Ling, don't you feel weird? You won a prize after you ordered the delivery meal, and you even got THE grand prize?"
"Of course I wondered about it. But, there will always be some strange things that happen in our life. The prize I won is called the supreme grand prize." Ling Ran picked a steamed shaomai dumpling and bit into it. He realized that the shaomai contained Spanish mackerel and pork belly, and the texture was very fresh and tender. Once he ate it, he a small pork rib and a small thumb-sized corn, and with it, he finished another three boxes.
Yu Yuan had lost her interest in eating the breakfast. She scratched her head, annoyed. Then, she said, "Alright, even if you won the supreme grand prize, or if you feel that your life is full of strange things... Yet, you only ordered a delivery."
"When I used Didi to grab a car, I even managed to get a ride with a Rolls-Royce." Ling Ran was composed. He looked at Yu Yuan calmly and said, "Remember to wash your hands before the meal, okay?"


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

This chapter is purely for reference purposes. If you come across a Viren's Refuge game reference you don't recognize or remember from earlier chapters, you can come here and check it out!


Also, a few people had questions about the math I use for stats and such, so I included my simplest formulas in the section on Base Stats.


If there's something else you'd like to see in this Auxiliary Chapter, let me know, and I'll add it! I'll update it as the story continues.


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[ RACES OF VIREN'S REFUGE ]


Norse – Valkyrie – (Choosers of the Fallen)
Warriors in Odin's Ragnanival army who choose who deserves a hero's death in battle and then carry each warrior's soul to Valhalla
Racial Perks: high base strength; non-restricted berserk skill; eventual flight ability; increased attack speed with bladed weapons
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Celtic – Pu`ca – (Shapeshifter Spirit)
Trickster spirit fae who helps or hinders humans; harbinger of both good and bad fortunes, depending on the situation
Racial Perks: high base intelligence; shapeshift into horned cat, goat-demon, and dire wolf; each shift comes with specialized stats and abilities, and each shift can acquire shift-specific upgradeable skills
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Chinese – Draegkyn – (Dragon Kin)
Humans granted the power of nature dragons, in accordance to Chinese dragon lore
Racial Perks: high base intelligence; swimming racial skill; attack buff in water fights & on boats; increased damage with water magic
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Greek – Meliae – (Ash Dryads)
Nymphs of the mountain ash tree, born of Gaia (the Earth) and the blood of castrated Ouranos (the Sky)
Racial Perks: high base vitality; since the World Tree is ash, passive race skill draws power from World Tree to regen HP at a faster rate; increased stealth in forests; increased potions-making success rate; increased chance for crit (critical) hit when using wooden bow
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Egyptian – Anubis Death Warrior – (God of the Afterlife's Mortal Forces)
Warriors granted powers by Anubis, God of the Afterlife, Guard of the Underworld
Racial Perks: high base strength; high base defense; increased damage to dead/undead enemies; increased chance for crit hit with any weapon; high heat resistance
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Japanese – D'Raven – (Karasu Tengu)
Karasu = Crow/Raven; Tengu = half-bird, half-man yokai (spirit/demon) that acts as a trickster minor god who lives in mountain forests; most strange or mysterious events can be attributed to them, and they enjoy luring humans with music or by appearing as will-o'-the-wisps. Later tengu are more powerful and darker; they are skilled with swords, martial arts, and magic and often use their powers to sway Buddhist priests away from Enlightenment
Racial Perks: high base agility; eventual flight ability; increased stealth in shadows; can create will-o'-the-wisp lights to confuse/distract enemies; when skill proficiency rate hits 95% with any blade or martial arts attack skill, deals double damage
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Mayan – Camazotz – (Death Bat)
Cave-dwelling Mesoamerican Bat-Man hybrid Vampire
Racial Perks – high base agility; eventual bat shapeshift ability; base Search skill (echolocation); base Life Steal skill (when activated, will steal HP from any attacker who lands a hit)
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Inuit – Angakoq Shaman – (Spiritual Leader)
Intellectual and spiritual leader with powers of divination, healing, and other various abilities granted by a spirit guide/animal spirit familiar
Racial Perks: high base intelligence; high cold resistance; eventual ice bear shapeshift ability; at 90% skill proficiency, healing skills work more effectively (replenish more HP than base skill allows)
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Hindu – Rakshasa  – (Man-Eater)
lit. trans: "Help Me!" (words Brahma yelled when being eaten alive by Rakshasa after he created them) Demons who feeds on human flesh, banished to earth because of their insatiable bloodlust; in-game they look like horned tiger-faced demons with fangs
Racial Perks: high base strength; high base defense; deal extra damage when fighting humans (Man-Eater Bonus); bloodlust berserk state skill
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Variable - Human
"As the mortal protector of the Realms, humans are a highly adaptable, highly intelligent race that uses numbers and tactics to outwit stronger forces. Though short-lived, they burn bright and fast, accomplishing as much—or more—in one fleeting lifespan than many immortals undertake in an eternity."
Racial Perks: high base vitality; granted 2x EXP for all non-human kills; +5% base skill proficiency with weapons; unlimited human potential means not class-locked, can change classes at Level 80; group defense buff applied any time 5+ humans form a party or team (Zerg Bonus)


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[ RANKING SYSTEM FOR EQUIPMENT/WEAPONS ]


RANKING SYSTEM for Equipment/Gear
Tier:
Black (Trash)
Red (Common)
Yellow (Decent)
White (Excellent)
Blue (Rare, can be Unique)
Nova (Epic, Legendary, Mythic) – can also be Replica


Equipment tiers are color-coded to align with the game's "celestial universe" theme: Black, Red, Yellow, White, Blue. The name of the item glows the same color as its tier.


Black equipment is trash. Might as well toss it into a black hole for all the good it will do you.


Red equipment is weak and common, like Red Dwarfs (the dimmest, coldest stars), and can be obtained from low-level monsters and quests.


Yellow Tier equipment drops in dungeons and mid-level quests completed with a B-Rank success rating, and like our Yellow Sun, is good enough for survival, though not overly exciting.


White equipment is excellent and can be obtained from bosses and difficult quests completed with an A-Rank success rating.


Blue equipment is powerful and rare, like Blue Giants (the brightest, hottest stars), and can only be obtained from Nightmare Mode dungeons, high-level field bosses, and quests completed with an S-Rank success rating.


Nova equipment is ranked Epic, Legendary, and Mythic. (With Replica versions of each.)


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Health measured in HP  - Blue Bar
Stamina measured in SP - Green Bar


Enemy HP - Red Bar


(No mana; magic uses stamina just as any other physical skill does.)


Stamina is a complicated beast in Viren's Refuge.


Sprinting consumes SP, while Agi and equipment determines how rapid the rate of consumption.  Jogging, walking, and standing replenish SP at different rates, so there's an art to alternating movement speeds to run most efficiently without depleting your SP and entering a Weakened state.


Combat also consumes stamina. Melee skills use more SP than non-magic ranged attacks, and magic skills generally consume the most SP, just like magic consumes mana in other MMOs. The stamina burn during combat isn't unreasonably fast, though; by Level 10, if you're decently efficient, an average player can fight for 5-10 minutes without needing an SP recovery item or spell.


What's really cool (for expert players, anyway) is that combat skill proficiency and accurate combo delivery greatly influence SP consumption.


Essentially, fighting well allows a player to also fight longer.


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[ BASE STATS WINDOW ]


Name: --
Race: --
Class: --
Subclass: --
Title: --
Level: 1  EXP: 0/100
HP:  (50) (10 points per level)
SP:  (20) (10 points per 5 levels)


Attributes:


Strength: (HP Bonus = STR x 3)
Agility: (SP Bonus = AGI x 1)
Intelligence: (SP Bonus = INT x 1)
Vitality: (HP Bonus = VIT x 10)


Hidden Attributes:


Fortitude:
Luck:
Charisma:
Perception:


Mythic Hero Ranking: ???


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EXP Required to Reach Next Level:


EXP              LVL
100                  1
200                  2
500                  3
1000                4
2000                5
5000                6
10000              7          
20000              8
50000              9
100000            10
200000            11
500000            12
1000000          13
2000000          14
5000000          15
7500000          16
10000000        17
20000000        18
50000000        19
75000000        20
100000000      21

After an accident leaves pro-gamer Eric Lieu both mentally and physically scarred, he’s forced to leave the pro circuit and any chance he’d ever have at being the “best.” In real life, socially-awkward loners whose facial muscles only seem to recognize “surly frown” and “smug-ass smirk” as expressions don’t get to rule the world. 

 But then eccentric genius Zhao Jianyu launches Viren’s Refuge, the first full-immersion VRMMORPG, and Eric decides to join this game of Gods and monsters to rise from the ashes even stronger than before.

 Citing his belief that “Games belong to the Gamers,” Zhao Jianyu refuses corporate investments and offers an unbelievable deal to hardcore gamers: Play for Shares! The first 10,000 players to buy the insanely expensive VR gear and game subscription will receive stock in Zhao Jianyu’s private company. Furthermore, once the initial 9 Mythic Realms of the game are defeated, the Final Player Rankings will determine who inherits the company. Zhao Jianyu does all he can to make the playing field equal against the corporations determined to exploit his game, but it will be up to the gamers themselves to prove that those who enjoy the game the most will always be the ultimate winners.

 With the help from a quirky cast of friends Eric definitely didn’t ask for (and can’t understand why they keep sticking around), Eric is determined to win the game for the gamers and help Zhao Jianyu realize his dream of a world safe for all types of people—even the loser loners. But with so many real-world stakes, will Eric be able to survive long enough to prove the true worth of a gamer?

It was June 10th, the seventh Friday of the semester.
The old man got up early in the morning to make his trademark dish — Chinese soup dumplings. This had been his specialty when he had become a star chef back then. At one time, his soup dumplings had dominated Breakfast Street, and because of it, he had been bestowed the title King of Dumplings.
An excellent soup dumpling usually had three special qualities: it had to have thin skin and generous filling, and it had to be juicy. Grandfather Wang's soup dumplings had a fourth, very special quality: it could very easily remind people of the taste of their mothers' cooking. Just one bite could cause a person to tear up uncontrollably, as if they had been hit with tear gas. 
So this morning, when Father Wang saw the Chinese soup dumplings specially made by Grandfather Wang, he very conscientiously prepared two large wads of paper napkins well in advance on the table.
Of course, not everyone would shed tears after eating the old man's soup dumplings.
Wang Ling wouldn't — after all, tears would really ruin the cold image that he had built for himself. Thus, while he ate the soup dumplings, he used his spirit energy to seal off his acupuncture points and block his tear ducts.
During breakfast, the old man and Father Wang had a habit of watching the news.
When Father Wang turned on the TV, it just happened to be broadcasting the morning news. The female broadcaster had on a solemn expression as she reported, "Next is breaking news. As of six thirty-eight this morning, thirty-two Riceball Takeout delivery employees have gone missing since yesterday. This horrendous mass disappearance has caused widespread panic in takeout delivery circles. The cultivation police held an emergency conference last night. They suspect that there is a high probability that this mass disappearance of takeout delivery employees is linked to the Master of Shadow Stream, Jiang Liuyue, who is still at large. At the moment, this incident is still under investigation…"
When he saw this news, the old man sighed. "The world is so dangerous nowadays — you can lose your life even just by delivering takeout."
"Dad, you think this has something to do with the Master of Shadow Stream? Didn't the police say that they only suspected that she was involved? They still haven't found any proof." Father Wang took a bite of his soup dumpling, then wiped at his tears.
"I was just saying it casually. But if this had been in the past and the suspect had ordered my soup dumplings as takeout, it wouldn't have been unusual if this could help solve the case." The old man looked at the Chinese soup dumplings on the table and sighed at the unforgiving passage of time. "I've only been busy growing vegetables after I retired. My cooking skills are already no longer what they were when I was at my peak. In the past, the soup dumplings which I made could cause people to tear up just from its aroma."
Father Wang and Wang Ling: "…"
The old man: "In the past, my Chinese soup dumplings were like tear gas grenades; they were even used by the police who went undercover as deliverymen to send them to criminals. As soon as those criminals smelled my soup dumplings, they would be almost blinded by the tears in their eyes. This was the moment when the police would sweep in and apprehend them."
Father Wang and Wang Ling: "…"
...
This mass disappearance of Riceball Takeout delivery employees was probably the second major event to have happened in recent times following the Shadow Stream incident. Wang Ling thought that the police's suspicion made sense; from a criminal investigation point of view, it was indeed very easy to link these two events together.
Furthermore, Wang Ling knew that this Master of Shadow Stream was currently injured. He had blasted apart her spirit clay clone, causing her to straightaway lose six hundred years' worth of cultivation. Her real body would certainly have been injured by the backlash; this definitely would have affected her cultivation in seclusion, and she would require some time to heal.
During this period, nutrition would obviously be vital. Although a true cultivator could give up their food cravings and absorb the nutrition they required through natural spirit energy, an injured person had to eat when they needed to… this was the best way for their body to recover quickly.
To sum up, Wang Ling felt that this wasn't a simple matter, and in his heart he strongly agreed with the police's opinion that this most likely had something to do with the Master of Shadow Stream.
Although the Shadow Stream incident had come to an end, the final "tail" had ultimately still escaped, after all. She was an unpredictable element who made Wang Ling very uneasy. The view of the rest of the world was that there was already no way that Shadow Stream could make a comeback after this. Wang Ling, however, felt that until this Master of Shadow Stream was apprehended, this matter was not over.
As it turned out, it wasn't just Wang Ling who thought this way.
Great minds did think alike…
Opening his group chat, Wang Ling found quite a number of people discussing this matter.
Everyone knew that Shadow Stream this terrorist organization wasn't completely done for until its leader was caught. In cultivation circles, anyone with even the smallest sense of righteousness was looking into information on her.
Speaking of good people with righteous hearts, there were of course plenty of people in this group who wouldn't lose out to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
When Wang Ling went online, Cailian Zhenren happened to be discussing this issue with the other people in the group.
Cailian Zhenren: "This incident is a little strange, what do you think?"
Bulang Blade Immortal sent a meme of a man pushing up his glasses. "I have a friend who works at the police station. They say that those deliverymen all went missing in the same area."
Cailian Zhenren: "Are there specific coordinates for the place?"
Bulang Blade Immortal: "Yes, and it's been determined that the delivery orders came from a convenience mart in the basement of a luxury apartment. But that mart has already been abandoned for a long time, and the people in the surrounding area have no idea who's living there. Because there aren't any surveillance recordings of the basement, the police currently can't confirm whether this convenience mart has anything to do with those missing deliverymen."
"That's easy enough to do, we can collect the evidence." Cailian Zhenren nodded before she swiftly replied, "I remember that Immortal Toya developed a soul-gathering incense which can collect ghosts from ten li around in half an hour. If these deliverymen died tragically, then these vengeful ghosts will act as evidence."
But after Cailian Zhenren said that, Immortal Toya didn't immediately reply. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal specifically @-mentioned him in the chat. "Brother To, are you here?"
Very quickly, Immortal Toya sent a sweat meme. "I'm refining pills… I have a lot of soul-gathering incense. If you need any help, I can come back from Chrysanthemum Island at any time. I'm more familiar with how to use it and I can control the range for collecting souls. If someone else handles this and draws malicious spirits over, that'll ruin everything."
"Very well, then Brother To is in charge of collecting the souls. But even if we do collect evidence, from a lawful point of view, we still need to catch the suspect." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded and said, "I have something on today and I can't go myself, so someone else needs to come forward now. It would be best if they can disguise themselves as a delivery employee and go to that convenience mart to act as bait…" 
A moment later, Cailian Zhenren was the first to volunteer. "How about I go?"
Immortal Toya: "Are you done with your period?"
Cailian Zhenren: "Not yet… but it only hurts a little, it's not a big deal."
Lightning Dharmaraja: "Then what about I go?"
Cailian Zhenren: "If Dharmaraja goes, there'll be a problem… he'll definitely lose control of his lightning power and fry the takeout. To put on a performance, your cover must be perfect, otherwise it'll be too fake."
Lightning Dharmaraja: "…"
At this moment, the group briefly fell into a dead silence.
After a few minutes, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal spoke again. "Then how about this, let me appoint a person!"
As soon as he said that, he straightaway @-mentioned Wang Ling. "Brother Ling, are you here?"
Seeing this, Wang Ling was silent at first, then he replied with an ellipsis. "…"
In front of his screen, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal smiled with satisfaction. "Hah! I knew it! Brother Ling, you were lurking!"
Wang Ling: "…"


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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"Masuwerte ako at sinasabi sa kontrata ko na puwede ko munang baliwalain ang contribution rank restriction" Naramdaman ni Luo Feng ang mabilis na pagtibok ng kaniyang puso. 100 million Chinese dollars ito! Gamit ang perang ito ay madali niyang mabibili ang mga villa na pagaari ni Zhang Hao Bai.
Bukod pa riyan ang mahirap na pinanggalingan niya at ng kaniyang pamilya. Hindi niya maimagine ang naramdaman niya noong ipambayad niya ang buong 100 million para lang sa isang bagay!
"Mabuti na lang at hindi ko pera ito" ngiti ni Luo Feng.
Ngayong tapos na siyang bumili ng mga scroll. Ang sunod naman niyang bibilhin ay mga sandata, battle uniform, etc.
"Mayroon akong 20 million pambili sa mga ito. Pero susubukan kong tipirin ito hangga't maaari" binuksan ni Luo Feng ang listahan ng mga sandata at mabilis niyang nakita ang 2nd series 'Ghost Blade'.
Ghost blade 2nd series, Model A1--Price: 100 thousand Chinese dollars (full price), 50 thousand Chinese dollars (half price requirement: 1 star contribution rank)
Ghost blade 2nd series, Model A2--Price: 500 thousand Chinese dollars (full price), 250 thousand Chinese dollars (half price requirement: 1 star contribution rank)
...
...2nd series, Model A5--Price: 6 million Chinese dollars (full price), 3 million Chinese dollars (half price requirement: 1 star contribution rank)
...
Tiningnan ni Luo Feng nang maigi ang mga description ng bawat model at wala na itong magawa kung hindi ay sumimangot "Napakabilis ng paglakas ng katawan ko ngayon. Kaya sigurado ako na hindi katagalan ay maaabot ko na ang pangangatawan ng isang advanced level warrior sa loob lang ng maikling panahon. Siguro ay dapat na akong bumili ng maganda gandang sandata ngayon"
Kung isa lang siyang pangkaraniwang intermediate level warrior…
Ay puwede siyang bumili ng A2 or A3 model. Kailangan mo lamang magdonate ng 10,000 dollars para sa isang contribution point!
Ang isang contribution point ay para mapagkumpara ang mga fighters sa sarili mong Dojo at ang mga fighters na nasal abas ng iyong Dojo. Mayroong isang internal network ang Dojo of Limits na tinatawag nilang Home of Limits 'Internet Market', pero mayroon din silang actual fighter market kung saan bumibili ng gamit ang mga fighters na hindi kasali sa kanilang dojo. Pero ang pinagkaiba nito ay wala silang discount at kinakailangan nilang bayaran ang buong presyo ng mga gamit na ito!
"Sa bilis ng paglakas ng aking katawan ay kailangan ko sigurong bumili ng isang A5 or A6 model ng ghost blade" tango ni Luo Feng , "pero kinakailangan mo munang magkaroon ng one star contribution rank bago mo mabili ang mga ito!"
"Ang katumbas ng one star rank ay 10 thousand contribution points!"
Inignore ng system ang contribution rank restriction noong unang beses siyang bumili ng scroll dito. Pero ang offer na ito ay applicable lamang sa unang gamit na bibilhin mo sa internal network.
Pero wala ng ganito pa kagandang deal sa pagbili niya ng kaniyang sandata, battle uniform, etc.
"Ang isang A6 model ng Ghost blade ay nagkakahalaga ng 20 million. Ang A5 model naman ay nagkakahalaga ng 6 million" napailing nalang si Luo Feng nang makita niya ito. Ang A5 model ay kayang pumatay ng mga 'medium-level commander' na mga halimaw nang hindi nasisira habang ang A6 model naman ay kayang pumatay ng mga 'high-level commander' na mga halimaw nang hindi nasisira.
Hindi uubra sa bilis ng kaniyang paglakas ang mga mababang model ng sandata.
"Bilhin ang mga ito ng full price? Napakamahal" iling ni Luo Feng.
"Tingnan na muna natin ang mga shields"
Binuksan at tiningnang maigi ni Luo Feng ang webpage na naglalaman ng mga shields. Napansin niya na ang presyo ng mga shields ay sadyang mas mababa kaysa sa presyo ng mga blades. Ang isang B5 model na kayang sumalag sa isang 'medium level commander' na mga halimaw nang hindi nasisira ay nagkakahalaga ng 3 million Chinese dollars kung full price mo itong bibilhin at 1.5 million kung mayroon kang level 4 contribution rank. Pero kinakailangan din nito ng contribution rank na 1 star bago mo ito mabili ng full price!
"Bag naman"
Kung titira ka sa kagubatan at makikipaglaban sa mga halimaw, kinakailangan mo ring bumili ng isang magandang klase ng bag. Kailangan isa ito sa mga pinakamagagandang bag para hindi agad ito masira at hindi rin dapat ito nagiging sagabal sa paggalaw ng mga fighter lalo na kapag nakikipaglaban ito sa mga halimaw.
"Ang pinakamurang bag ay nangangailangan lamang ng isang contribution point. At ang mas maganda ng kaunti rito ay nagkakahalaga ng 10 thousand dollars" nakangiting sabi ni Luo Feng.
"Ang isang tactical communication watch na may GPS, phone, orasan at iba pang mga features ay nagkakahalaga ng 10 thousand dollars lamang" Sa totoo lang ay hindi sapat ang mga features nito sa presyo nito sa internal network dahil ang isang phone na may kaparehong features sa relong ito ay nagkakahalaga lamang ng daan daang dolyares. Ang tanging rason lang kung bakit ito nagmahal nang ganito ay ang napakamahal na materyales na ginamit sa paggawa nito.
Habang nakikipaglaban sa isang monster, may mga oras na maaaring sumabit ang mga kuko nito sa relong suot ng isang fighter! Kaya kinakailangan ng isang napakatibay na relo para hindi ito basta bastang masira habang nakikipaglaban ang fighter sa isang halimaw, kaya paano ito magiging mura kung ganoon?
"Natingnan ko na ang blade, shield, relo at ang bag. Mayroon na lang isang bagay ang natitira… ang battle uniform na kasama ang boots" Matagal nang narinig ni Luo Feng na ang battle uniform ang pinakamahal na gamit ng isang fighter! Dahil bukod sa napakatibay na mga materyales nito na kayang sumalag sa atake ng isang fighter ay komportable at hindi sagabal ang mga ito sa pagilag ng isang fighter.
Binuksan ito ni Luo Feng at nakita niya na...
"Sh*t"
"Napakamahal!"
Natuliro si Luo Feng sa mga nakita niya "Kahit ang isang D5 edition battle uniform na may kasama nang mga bracers at boots sa set na kayang salagin ang atake ng isang medium-level commander ay nagkakahalaga ng 18 million Chinese dollars at 9 million Chinese dollars half price. Ang D6 naman ay nagkakahalaga ng 80 million dollars full price. "Alam ko naman na mahal talaga ang mga battle uniform pero hindi ko akalain na mas mahal ng tatlong beses ang 5th series battle uniform kaysa sa blade na nasa kaparehong series nito!
Ngayon sa calculations….
Kung gagamit ako ng 5th series sa kanilang lahat—ang buong battle uniform set ay nagkakahalaga ng 18 million, ang ghost blade naman ay nagkakahalaga ng 6 million at ang shield ay 3 million, ang total nito sa kabuohan ay 27 million dollars! At kung mayroon akong one star contribution rank, ang kakailanganin ko na lamang ay 13.5 million dollars.
Walang wala ang presyo ng parehing tactical communications watch at bag sa mga presyo ng battle uniform!
"Gusto ko ring bumili ng ilang mga throwing knives na puwede kong kontrolin gamit ang aking spiritual force! Sapat na siguro ang 6 hanggang 10 sa mga iyon" binuksan ni Luo Feng ang throwing knives page. Ang mga throwing knives ay maliliit na bagay lamang kung tutuosin. Magagaan at maliliit ang mga ito kaya natural na mas mura ang mga ito kaysa sa isang ghost blade.
Ang isang 5th series throwing knife ay nagkakahalaga lamang ng 50 thousand Chinese dollars full price kada isa.
Ang 6th series naman ay nagkakahalaga ng 300 thousand Chinese dollars full price kada isa.
Ang 7th series naman ay nagkakagalaga ng tumatagingting na 3 million Chinese dollars full price at 1.5 million sa mga fighter na may 2 star contribution rank kada isa, 10x ang inilaki ng presyo nito sa 6th series throwing knife!
"Mabilis na lumalakas ang spiritual force ko at kung magpapatuloy ito ay kinakailangan ko sigurong bumili ng 7th series throwing knife, pero ang kada isang piraso nito ay nagkakahalaga ng 3 million at ang half price nito ay nangangailangan ng 2 star contribution rank! Kung bibili man ako ng 5 hanggang 6 na mga ito ay nagkakahalaga na ito ng higit sa 10 million dollars!"
"Paano ko mabibili ang mga ito?"
"Kulang na kulang pala talaga ang perang ito para sa akin" naisip ni Luo Feng noong una na sobra sobra na ang 20 million dollars para sa kaniya hanggang sa makita niya kung gaano kamahal ang mga kinakailangan niyang mga gamit.
Ang hindi niya alam ay tama lang ang mga presyo nito base sa mga kaya nitong gawin!
Ang isang horde leader level na halimaw ay hindi kayang patayin maging ng isang guided missile! Hindi mo maiisip kung gaano kaganda dapat ang mga materyales ng isang throwing knife para tumagos sa katawan nito! Kaya risonable na ang presyong 3 million sa bawat isang knife na kayang tumagos sa katawan nito.
...
Kapag gumagastos ng pera ang mga fighters para bumili ng kanilang mga gamit ay kailangan nilang gumastos ng napakalaki. Mababawi naman ito agad dahil maaari silang kumita sa napakalaking halaga kapag nagsimula na silang pumatay ng mga halimaw.
Ang malungkot dito ay hindi pa nagsisimula si Luo Feng na lumabas ng siyudad para pumatay ng mga halimaw.
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Alas diyes ng umaga kinabukasan.
Isang lalaki ang kumatok sa harap ng bakuran ng villa ni Luo Feng sa Ming-Yue sector.
"Ito na po ang inorder ninyong scroll Mr. Luo Feng. Tanging ang fingerprint niyo lang po ang makakapagbukas niyan"
Tinanggap ni Luo Feng ang selyadong alloy box at sinimulang ilagay ang kaniyang fingerprint sa itaas nito. "[BEEP!] Fingerprint test passed" sabi ng isang boses na kagaya sa isang robot bago bumukas ang selyadong box. Mayroon itong laman na isang libro na may 1cm na kapal. Mayroon din itong kasamang dalawang discs na kasama ng libro sa loob ng box.
"Nine Stage Thunder Blade" Kita ni Luo Feng sa apat na salitang nakalagay sa cover ng libro.
"Subukan po ninyong buksan ito Mr. Luo Feng. Pumirma po kayo kapag nakumpirma niyo na po na ito talaga ang inorder ninyo" nakangiting sabi ng delivery boy habang buong paghanga itong nakatingin kay Luo Feng.
Nine stage Thunder Blade!
Kahit na ang isang pangkaraniwang fighter ay hindi kayang bumili nito.
"Sigurado po kayo na alam ninyo ang mga terms and conditions sa paggamit ng librong ito Mr. Luo Feng?" ngiti ng delivery boy "Ayon sa aming rules ay kailangan ko muling banggitin ang lahat ng ito sa inyo
….. Ang pagaari ng scroll na ito ay mapupunta sa gumawa ng scroll na ito, Ang Nine Stage Thunder Blade ay kinopyright ng Thunder God. Ang mga taong bumili nito ay mayroon lamang karapatang aralin ito, at hindi ituro ito sa iba. Mahigpit ding ipinagbabawal ang ilegal na pagkopya rito, pagbebenta at pribadong pagtuturo sa mga nilalaman nito ng taong bumili ng scroll na ito. Kung sino man ang mahuhuling lumabag dito ay huhulihin ng pinagsanib na puwersa ng Dojo of Limits, Thunder Dojo, Underground Alliance at Gobyerno!"
Tumango si Luo Feng bilang pag sangayon sa mga rule. Ito ay dahil matagal na niyang alam ang mga ito.
Matapos niyang makumpirma ito ay umalis na ang delivery boy.
"Ang isang scroll na ito na may kasamang dalawang discs ay nagkakahalaga ng 100 million Chinese dollars" namamanghang sabi ni Luo Feng na nakatayo sa kaniyang hardin "Mukhang ang gumawa ng scroll na ito ang kikita ng husto rito. Halimbawa, kapag bumili ang mga tao ng Nine Stage Thunder Blade ng Thunder God, ang Thunder God ang kikita ng husto sa kanilang lahat" Matapos niyang magcompute ng sandali ay madali niyang nalaman kung magkano ang kinikita ng Thunder God sa pagbebenta ng bawat isang scroll na ito.
Pero… wala gaanong halaga ang pera para sa Thunder God na gumawa ng 'Thunder Dojo'.
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Noong papasok na si Luo Feng sa kaniyang tirahan dala dala ang kaniyang scroll, may isang boses ang maririnig na tumawag sa kaniya "Luo Feng"
Lumingon si Luo Feng at nakita niya na ang taong tumatawag sa kaniya ay ang punongguro ng Dojo of Lumits na si 'Wu Tong'.
"Uncle Wu" Tumatawang sagot ni Luo Feng.
"Nakita ko ang delivery guy na pumunta sa iyo noong naroon ako sa headquarters, may binili ka ba?" Tumatawang sabi ni Wu Tong.
"Opo" tango ni Luo Feng.
"Nine Stage Thunder Blade?" Nagulat ng husto si Wu Tong nang makita niya ang apat na salitang nakalagay sa dala dalang gamit ni Luo Feng. "Kaya mong makabili ng napakamahal na scroll gaya nito?" Ang mga scroll ay mahigpit na kinokontrol ng lahat ng mga malalaking powers sa buong mundo.
"Hindi naman sa akin nanggaling ang perang ipinambili ko nito kaya ayos lang" tumatawang sinabi ni Luo Feng "Pero nalaman ko rin na wala na akong gaanong pera para makabili ng Blade, battle uniforms etc na pagkamahal mahal"
"Oo nga pala, pumunta ako rito Luo Feng dahil may sasabihin ako sa iyo" tumatawang sabi ng punongguro na si 'Wu Tong'"Hindi ba mayroong isang batang lalaki na nagtangka sa iyo noon na nagngangalang Zhang Hao Bai?"
Nanginig bigla si Luo Feng nang marinig niya ito, Zhang Hao Bai? Wala pa siyang pagkakataon na balikan ito mula noong lumabas siya sa kulungan.
"Opo, kumuha siya ng tao para balian ako ng mga braso at binti noon" tango ni Luo Feng.
"Ganito kasi iyon. Ang uncle ni Zhang Hao Bai na si 'Zhang Ze Hu' ay isang fighter mula sa Thunder Dojo. Pumunta siya sa chief instructor ng Thunder Dojo dito sa Yang Zhou city para maayos ang gusot na ito. Gusto niyang pribado na ayusin ito sa pagitan niyong dalawa Luo Feng" tawa ng punongguro na si 'Wu Tong'"Hindi ba't wala ka ng masyadong pera panggastos Luo Feng? Ito na ang pagkakataon mo para kumite nang malaki, gamitin mo ang pagkakataong ito para makakuha ng maraming pera pambili mo ng iyong mga gamit!"


Taong 2056, sa loob ng isang siyudad na makikita sa Su Jin Area makikita ang isang teenager na nakasuot ng combat vest, pangsundalong pangibaba at battle boots na gawa sa alloy na nakaupo sa tuktok ng isang sira sirang six story residential apartment. Makikita sa kaniyang likuran ang isang hexagonal shield at ang kaniyang hawak hawak na blood-shadow battle knife. Tahimik siyang nakaupo sa dulo ng rooftop. Makikita sa mga oras na ito ang kumikinang na kalangitan at mararamdaman ang napakapreskong hangin na kasalukuyang umiihip patungo sa kaniya. Pero tanging katahimikan lamang ang maririnig sa sira sira at abandonadong siyudad na ito at kung minsan ay mayroong paisa isang pagalulong ang maririnig na magbibigay takot sa sinumang makarinig nito.

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