The first mention in the historical literature of the mountains of light dates back to the 10th century AD. In the writings of Narhashi.

Mountains "Light" they got their name in the days of Arab rule. How did the mountains build up before? Nobody remembers. But in the same mountains there are also old extensions, Lake Tangri. But there are many Arabic names in the most remote from the steppe roads, mountain gorges and passes.

One of these names are "Rabaty" spread out over the ridge. In the days of the Arabs, they served as caravanserais and mountain outposts. But he crossed the border between the Arab Caliphate and the steppe.

Now for the most part only toponymic names have been preserved from them, but in some places you can still find individual stone ruins. Alas ... no one can seriously take on their restoration, and you could create a good tourist route. But...

In the mountains of "Light", rather even the southwestern extremities of the ridge, the graves of Arab soldiers on guard at the border have been preserved. Times 7-8 centuries. There is now a National Park.

If we talk about the influence of empires on Small-An, then these were the Persians, Greeks, Chinese, Arabs, Mongols and Russians, Turks. Other great empires of the 19th century only indirectly exerted their influence - the French, Germans, Austrians, Japanese.

In the 20th century after the first world war in Small Ahn, there were many foreigners - Belgians, Hungarians, Italians, Austrians, Germans, Poles, Czechs, Slovaks, Japanese. Some left to live in this country. The last descendants of which went into another world in the 80s of the last century.

Since the 15th century, there have also been settlements in Small An, including Abisins, Persians, Greeks, earlier even Arabs, Mongols, Chinese, Hindus, Afghans, Bulgarians, Kashgars ...

After the Second World War - Japanese, Germans, Italians, Romanians, Americans.

There were American professors in mathematics, a boxing trainer who created their own schools, and went into another world in the 70-80s of the last century.

Still in the countryside south of the Svet Mountains, Persian and Arab villages have been preserved. True, the Arabic language is very different from modern. Residents of the villages speak old Arabic, which was supplemented by local dialects. According to scientists, the Arabic language that is in those villages corresponds to the language in the 8-11 centuries of our era. And Persian - 16-18 centuries.

For example, the Persian word "Darya" is translated from them as a sea and not a river. 

Trade routes, caravanserais, fortifications, customs points, wells, underground reservoirs are still preserved in places in the form of ruins and place names.

This is a very interesting topic that needs research.

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.



The formality was conducted with the help of the family attorney, and the contract was signed after half a day. The Huang Family Funds would be the legal person of the company shares, but the shareholder was Huang Xuan, which was the first step into the society for the children of the Huang Family.
Huang Xuan and Yu Liye were happy with the Huang Family’s participation. The old-looking Yu Liye thought it a steady measure, while Huang Xuan was pleased with the returns of Xinye Company, although his bank card had become much “lighter”... after all, Rolin had heard of this company.
Huang Xuan spent a relaxing weekend. His parents had gone to the ancient residence again, which Huang Xuan had been used to. As he packed his bag and went to school, he thought that this might have been the best weekend he had ever had. Who could travel to the early 20th century and come back? Legend had it that the ticket for time-traveling was one-way only.
Sitting in a car driven by Li Qing, humming, Huang Xuan came to Stone City1 Middle School. Since the disassembling of the generators, the money in his bank card had been shrinking regularly. The electrolytic aluminum factory was supposed to be revamped, which in Huang Xuan’s opinion was the factory directors’ job. Huang Xuan didn’t care in the slightest how they would use the budget. The electricity consumption of factory had been rising all the time, which was totally up to Rolin.
Rolin was satisfied with the daily energy supply, around 500,000 kWh, although it was much less than before. Since the current price was only a little more than five jiao2 per kWh, Huang Xuan felt much relaxed and totally different from the previous days. 
Seven o’clock in the morning, he arrived at school and started walking toward his classroom after having thanked Li Qing.
Stone City Middle School was a private school with a green campus that was full of lush trees and much more beautiful than many new campuses of universities. Although its teaching quality wasn’t so good, considering Huang Xuan’s school performance, it might be the best choice for him.
However, since the new principal had taken office, Huang Xuan’s school life hadn’t been comfortable. 
In the old days, nobody would care about his homework or results as long as he had obeyed the basic school regulations; he just had needed to text his teacher if he had had a party or something like that. Nevertheless, since last year, the principal who had come back from abroad had been trying to build it into the best private school in South China, from which Huang Xuan had suffered a lot.
The principal totally ignored Chinese rules. His main means was humiliation. In the first half of the previous year, the principal, Yang Shantao held an enormous party, at which he had invited all the parents. However, when everybody was having a good time, the results of the top 100 students and the last 50 students of the grade were released in public, which triggered an uproar.
It could be imagined how embarrassed those well-dressed ladies and gentlemen had been when they had known their sons’ terrible grades. Luckily, back then, Huang Xuan’s results had hovered around the 80th to the last of the grade and had been off the principal’s list.
However, since then, Mr. Principal’s party had become a regular event. Besides results, the names of those who didn’t do their homework, fought, or teased girls would also be given out at the party. Traditionally, the students whose names had been announced wouldn’t just drop out.
It had been rumored that it was because the principal had a great CV and an admiring background that he had secured his post. So far, he had been the only candidate for the post of principal, meaning Huang Xuan had to put up with whatever would happen to them without resistance.
“This sucks!” Huang Xuan’s good mood was totally ruined, thinking of the principal. The joy on his face was all gone. 
“Huang Xuan!” he heard a loud voice as soon as he had walked into the classroom. Liu Penggang’s voice had been said to be able to surpass an elementary stereo, which was impressive.
Huang Xuan high-fived in the air with Liu Penggang. “I couldn’t find you last week. Don’t you play World of Warcraft anymore? We have ‘downed’ Illidan (the ultimate boss in the game) all by ourselves. Where have you been?” Liu Penggang shouted.
Huang Xuan didn’t know how to respond. Last time when the guild activities had been in the heat, there had been tension between Rolin and him. Although China Mobile had claimed to be ubiquitous, how would it be possible for them to erect signals on other planes? Huang Xuan shook his head and put that ridiculous idea behind. He thumped Liu Penggang and said, “I had to deal with something at home.”
Liu Penggang knew about the anniversary of the Huang Family. He put his left arm on Huang Xuan’s shoulders and said in a voice that he thought was low enough, “I have heard that you beat up your sixth cousin and put him in the hospital, didn’t you?”
The several students around them heard those words immediately, three of whom were familiar with Huang Xuan and came over. One of them said, “I know about this. Both his sixth and eleventh cousins were put in the hospital. I have heard that they were miserable and almost had surgery, didn’t they?”
Huang Xuan gave Hou Minyue a punch and said, “When did you see they were miserable, Monkey3?” Seeing that the crowd was laughing and jeering, Huang Xuan put up his hands and said, “OK, I give in. It is my treat today. OK?” 
“Now you are talking.” Having got what they had wanted, the crowd dispersed, but Liu Penggang was still holding Huang Xuan tightly. “Huang Xuan, do you know what it cost me to ‘down’ Illidan? I bought a computer with a blade server, opened personal service to test Illidan’s attributes and organized the guild to simulate the encounter. I don’t care about the $50,000 I spent, but do you know how many efforts the guild have put in to cultivate a Main Tank? And you just disappeared like that? What do you think I should do with you?”
Huang Xuan felt sorry about it. In the past days, his friends had been addicted to World of Warcraft and spent plenty of time on it. He had volunteered to be a Tank, which was nearly the most important part in raids. However, he hadn’t even called anybody. He was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say.
Liu Penggang felt better to see Huang Xuan acted like that. He patted on Huang Xuan’s shoulder and said, “I will help you explain to the guild. You owe me one for this.”
“I see.” Liu Penggang was 20cm taller and much heavier than Huang Xuan. Having removed his arm off his shoulders with a lot of strength, Huang Xuan exhaled and said, “I’ve been really busy these days and can’t play the game anymore.”
“It’s OK.” Liu Penggang patted him heavily on the shoulder again and said, “Now that Illidan is dead, it isn’t interesting anymore. Monkey hasn’t played the game for days either. I am going to find a new game.”
Huang Xuan was choked with anger. He had apparently been tricked. He was about to fight back when the class study secretary came with a sullen face and said, “Find a new game? Do you even know what I just heard?”
The class study secretary was a member of Huang Xuan’s gang. He had been appointed as the secretary for his good behavior, medium results, good relationship with the other students, and an outstanding family background, which was a key to Huang Xuan’s avoiding homework punishment. 
“Bad news again?” asked someone.
“Pooh! Watch your remarks!” Hou Minyue’s face went gloomy. His grades were always the worst.
Wei Mujian looked at Monkey with sympathy and said in a sorrowful tone supported by body language, “Sorry, I can do nothing about it. Our headteacher has just asked our monitor to get the papers. We are going to have a test today.”
“Bullshit!” Monkey jumped up and said, “Who would test the students on the first day of a new semester?” After that, he said to Wei Mujian hopefully, “Mr. Secretary, the parents won’t be informed of the results, will they?”
Huang Xuan covered his own face. Obviously, the principal was trying to use this test to punish someone as a warning to others. How wouldn’t the parents be informed? Most likely, Monkey would be the “someone”.
Wei Mujian extended his hands. At this point, the monitor came in, raising one hand like a boxing champion and said, “My dear classmates, as I have been told, we shall clean our classroom quickly and start the tests at 10 o’clock. Chinese first, then Maths, and finally, English in the afternoon, 90 minutes per test. Parents will be informed! The names of the ones who fail any of the tests will be posted on the big-character poster4, and the students who rank the last five will have to mount the platform.”
The big-character poster was on the tree-lined avenue leading from the school entrance to the campus. The platform was the principal’s own ingenuity. Hearing the monitor’s words, Hou Minyue almost fainted. So did other kids. Huang Xuan was also very worried. His Chinese was OK, but his English was terrible and Maths disastrous. He had thought that with Monkey being the worst, he would be able to luckily escape the punishment. But now, he felt that he was out of luck.
Name being posted on the poster! Imagining his mom’s look when she saw his name on the poster, Huang Xuan felt as if the sky was falling. 

Notes:
Stone City: another name for Nanjing.
Jiao: a fractional unit of Chinese currency equal to 1/10 of a yuan.
Monkey: Hou has the same sound as Monkey in Chinese.
Big-character poster: prevalent during the Cultural Revolution in China, 1966-1976.


Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
...



About Zheng Haodong's status, Xia Ning and Zheng Ziming did not answer.
The reporters started to ask about Xia Ning's British nationality.
"Xia Ning, do you really have a British nationality?"
Xia Ning smiled and answered, "Actually, there might be some misunderstanding here."
"What kind of misunderstanding? You were not an international student at Cambridge."
Xia Ning answered, "If I could change my Chinese nationality to British, why can't I just change it back to Chinese? Also, what kind of nationality I have does not seem to violate any laws in China. I don't know why you are so interested in this. As for my education, I didn't use it to deceive others. I don't know why someone would magnify this. For those who are defaming me, I decide to take legal action no matter how much the cost is because it has severely affected my personal life."
"There's something we are very curious about. Your last name should be Xia. Right, Xia Ning? But your English name is Asteria Su. Is that your last name?"
Xia Ning darted a look at the reporter and suddenly smiled. "This really goes back to some history. My father's last name was Su and the last name in my English name is after his. But my grandmother on my mother's side had Xia as her last name. In order to remember her, my mother gave me the name Xia Ning. So my name is a bit special with four characters. The first and the third characters are last names, and the second and fourth characters are first names."
When these words were out, people started to talk. From the faces of everyone, obviously, no one was expecting this.
But one thing was for sure. Xia Ning's background was not simple.
"Miss Xia, someone was saying that you look like Movie Queen Shen. Are you really just idol and fan? Someone was saying she is your mother."
Xia Ning curled her lips. "We are indeed idol and fan. It is too much to say that we are mother and daughter since my mother passed away a long time ago. But, if you have to ask, there is a bit more. Because if we consider ties of blood, I have to call Movie Queen Shen aunt. But too bad she probably doesn't know me."
"Are you distantly related?" some reporter followed immediately.
Xia Ning did not talk and Zheng Ziming stood up and said, "The Q&A session is done for today. I hope you all will pass along Xia Ning's voice and avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings." As he spoke, he pulled Xia Ning up and they left with the help of security.
In the elevator, Xia Ning did not speak. She was holding her phone and looking at something.
But Zheng Ziming took a slight breath. "Finally, we are taking down Zheng Haodong. So annoyed to see him."
"The information we collected will be published tonight. I can't imagine Zheng Haodong's face when he sees this. Let's see if he still has the face to be involved with you!"
Seeing that Xia Ning was ignoring him, Zheng Ziming looked over and found she was staring at the calendar on her phone. "What's the matter?" he could not help but ask.
Xia Ning held the phone tight and said quietly, "I want to make a trip back to England."
Zheng Ziming was surprised. Seeing Xia Ning's face, he suddenly realized something and said in a low voice, "Asteria, don't be too sad."
Xia Ning took a glance at him and said with a smile, "I know. It's all in the past."
"I understand. You should go. I will take care of the rest," Zheng Ziming said with a straight face.
Xia Ning smiled. "It's been so many years and you are still the one who understands me the most."
Zheng Ziming took a look at Xia Ning's pale face and felt very emotional. He wanted to say if he did not understand her, who else would?!
He regretted every second that he did not stop her from falling for Qiao Yu.
Xia Ning's words at the media conference were published very soon.
In the Song house, Shen Weiran was arranging flowers when she suddenly heard Xia Ning talking about their relationship. Her hand touched the thorns on the roses accidentally and blood came out.


Three years ago, President Qiao did not hesitate to sign the papers when Xia Ning placed the divorce papers in front of him.

Three years later, she is an up-and-coming star in show biz; watched by the public but knee-deep in scandals.

He is a resolute emperor in the business world; powerful and omnipotent.

Their paths were supposed to be separate and independent, but—

Standing at her door, the legendary ruthless and unyielding diamond bachelor asks for a remarriage. A cute bun appears from behind and gazes at Xia Ning with his big, starry eyes. "Mummy, Daddy will cook, I will warm the bed, please take us in."

Fraud Tian laughed, "Look, I'm about to die of laughter! Those two girls are suffering from their own actions."
Zhao Zhong Yang was laughing as well, "They tried to taint Brother Lin's reputation but now that the truth is out, they're getting flamed. It might end up miserably for them."
Lin Fan had watched calmly as they put on an act and he never disturbed them. However, putting on an act has its risks too. The chances of something going wrong was very high.
The direction of the wind on the Internet had started to change as they discussed this matter. The subject of public cleanliness workers had been brought up.
And what added to the severity of the matter was that the Public Cleanliness Office's officials had started to speak, expressing that they would investigate further on this matter.
This had turned out beautifully.
Initially, if they had left the matter alone, probably nothing would have happened but these two girls actually went about causing their own deaths. No one else could be blamed for that.
This felt great.
Lin Fan swiftly updated his Weibo.
"Although public cleanliness workers do not stand out much, they provide boundless help to our city. This is something unmatched by anyone else. To be able to live in clean cities, we have to be grateful. As for these two idiots, you brought this upon yourselves."
"666…"
"This is the first time I've seen Master Lin make such a deep comment but the style of the last few words were incompatible with the earlier parts. I couldn't help laughing."
"Lin Fan is just that domineering. Whoever dares to be impudent will get screwed by him."
"Master Lin, I'll always be your fan!"
"This matter has been resolved beautifully."
…
Lin Fan had already stopped caring about this matter. These were all small matters and it would be boring to keep paying attention to them. Whether or not those two girls continued to try and cause trouble for him, it didn't matter. But judging by the situation, it didn't seem likely.
At that moment, a call came from Zhao Ming Qing.
"Ming Qing, what is it?" asked Lin Fan as he answered the call.
He had not been chatting with his student for this period of time, mainly because he had been in prison and this disciple of his had been immersed in the ocean of Chinese Medicine, unable to free himself from it.
Over the phone, Zhao Ming Qing said in an excited voice, "Teacher, the teaching materials have gone through the audit successfully. The Chinese medical experts from various universities think very highly of your teaching materials and they reckon that these are the most perfect teaching materials in recent generations."
Lin Fan didn't have much of a reaction. "Oh, is that so? Alright then, is there anything else?"
Zhao Ming Qing was taken aback. "Teacher, aren't you excited at all?"
Lin Fan said indifferently, "What's there to be excited about? Isn't it a very normal thing? Right, how has your Chinese medicine studies been lately? Have you come across any challenges?"
"Yes. Earlier on, Elder Zhou was treating an important person but he had no way to treat his illness, so he told me to go have a try. I was at a loss at first too but after some research, we started making progress. Now, I've already found a way to cure him and the effectiveness is pretty good," said Zhao Ming Qing excitedly. To him, this matter was enough to make him excited for a long time. He had never seen those kinds of symptoms before but during his time of studying with his teacher, he had understood a lot and his views towards illnesses had gradually changed as well. He had relied on his own knowledge and finally found a way to solve this problem.
This sense of accomplishment, regardless of his old age, made him incomparably excited.
Lin Fan chuckled, "Is that so? Tell me, what symptoms were there?"
Zhao Ming Qing told him all of the symptoms, then explained the method of treatment that he had used. Lin Fan nodded as he heard this. It was not bad indeed. He had made a huge improvement. There were still some small issues with his methods but there was nothing big.
After Lin Fan went through the issues, Zhao Ming Qing benefitted from them. However, he hadn't said the important part yet. "Teacher, the Education Department is organizing a conference to discuss the teaching materials and they're hoping that you can join."
"Conference, eh? Can I not join?" Lin Fan disliked these conferences. They weren't anything substantial. Since the audit had already been done, what was the use of a conference? They should just start using the teaching materials and let the Encyclopedic Points start coming to him.
Zhao Ming Qing said embarrassedly, "Teacher, it's not too good if you don't join. Why don't you just come?"
"Sigh," Lin Fan sighed, "Alright then, I'll go. When is it?"
"Tomorrow, nine in the morning."
"Got it."
After hanging up, Lin Fan looked at the time on his phone. It was still early. Then, he went to Nanshan Children's Welfare Institute. The fundraising had been completed but there were still some procedures that had to be done before the funds arrived.
The matter of education would be left to Director Huang. Director Huang had been at Nanshan Children's Welfare Institute for almost her whole life. She was familiar with these things and she knew how to handle them.
Lin Fan didn't understand these aspects very much so he wouldn't get involved. If he did not understand but still pretended to understand, that would really be scary.
At a certain conference room in the Education Department.
Some experts from the medical world were in discussion.
One of the senior experts was reading the teaching materials. He nodded, "This is pretty good indeed. These teaching materials are much more well-rounded than the old ones. If there are no mistakes inside, we could probably use them for them for at least sixty years."
"Professor Yang, you're a senior expert that has written teaching materials before. For this to be used for sixty years, isn't that a little exaggerated?"
Professor Yang waved his hand, "Not at all. These are Chinese Medicine foundational teaching materials. The basic theories inside are very accurate and they're very extensive as well. It can be said that they have covered everything. I think that sixty years is already considered too short."
Some of the other professors gave strange looks. They had some ideas about this.
"Professor Yang, do you think we can sign our names on these?"
"Yeah, we should add our names on them. No matter what, we were the ones who audited them."
Professor Yang had such thoughts as well but he was someone with good morals and virtues, so he said it less directly, "According to the regulations, we didn't make any changes to these teaching materials, so it isn't right to sign our names. However, as long as there are certain parts that are lacking, we can add a few words and then sign our names."
"Right, right, Professor Yang is right. We've all been writing teaching materials for our whole lives. Adding a few points would be easy. However, would that Master Lin be agreeable?"
"What's there not to agree about? We're senior experts. For us to add some personal opinions and adding our names in is something that many other people would beg for. What kind of objections could he have?"
"Haha, we're all friends in here. Let me say something. That Master Lin's Chinese Medicine is indeed amazing but he is just a young kid, of course we can eat him up. If these teaching materials keep being passed, we can be remembered for generations to come by adding our names in."
"This cannot be said in front of him. If he finds out, he'll definitely bang the table and scold us."
"That's true."
The group of teaching material-writing big shots were extremely aroused. They had been invited by the Education Department to conduct an audit and were astonished by the contents of the teaching materials. It was really too well-rounded.
They had been writing for their whole lives and could definitely distinguish between good and bad. For there to be such good teaching materials, it would be a shame not to sign their names on them.
After all, it was very common for this kind of thing to be done within their circles.
I sign your name, you sign my name, everyone signs each other's names and everyone helps each other out.


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

Tang smiled and asked: "Would you like to go to the game tonight?"
　　Alice was surprised to see Tang, she had rarely let her go out before, and yesterday agreed to go to the model school to re-learn, which has made her very surprised. Now Tang always asks her, I want to go to the scene to watch the game tonight.

　　"I am willing!" Alice desperately wanted to go out and suffocated at home for nearly two months. She had long wanted to go out. As if this home is a cage, she tried to get rid of it. Just because of the promise, she will not be able to leave here after five years.

　　"At half past six, Deu's wife, Maria, will come to pick you up." Tang did not know the prophet, as if he had known that Alice would go to see the game, he had already made arrangements in advance.

　　...

　　For the third round of the Champions League tonight, the media conducted a pre-match analysis.

　　Canal+TV believes that Saint-Germain is so fierce tonight, and Porto will definitely fight for it tonight, leaving a seed for hope for the group. Although Saint-Germain has won consecutive victories in four days, it is not easy for them to win from the course of the game.

　　Two days ago, Saint-Germain announced that their main midfielder, Kana, was injured and needed to recuperate for two weeks. Saint-Germain, who was already stretched, had to adjust his staff. From the second half of Auxerre three days ago, Dewu went to the lower back and the young player Sack hit the defender.

　　This adjustment was very effective in the day's game. But tonight is the Champions League, the teenager Sack can play normally, this is an unknown number.

　　Tang's performance in the first two games was amazing. According to the current Saint-Germain personnel, he may start the game tonight. The same problem, this is his first Champions League game. Under tremendous pressure, whether Tang can have a good performance is doubtful.

　　French Sports Network commented on the Internet, they analyzed the situation of Group H: Chelsea, the Blues who won the two games, is undoubtedly the biggest hot spot in this group. Another quota will be produced in Porto and the Central Army.

　　The defending champion Porto wants to qualify from the group and the game tonight is very important to them. If they take three points at the Prince Park Stadium, they will accumulate four points. Not surprisingly, Chelsea will surely defeat the Central Army at home to hold the initiative in the hands of the team.

　　If this is the case, Porto will share the same score with the Central Army on the same starting line.

　　Saint-Germain's chances of qualifying for the lack of generals are slim, and they are fighting for honor more tonight.

　　The team report is more direct, they believe that it is difficult for Saint-Germain to stop Porto's progress tonight. Porto will definitely step on the shoulders of Saint-Germain and stand at the same height as the Central Army.

　　One of the important reasons is that Saint-Germain is in the third game within seven days. Even if Saint-Germain is not short of the generals, they will have problems in physical fitness and concentration.

　　Even the French media are not optimistic about Saint-Germain, let alone the media of other countries. Without exception, they are all optimistic about Porto.

　　The British gambling company, which has the most keen sense of the game, opened the game with the game: Porto makes the hemisphere.

　　...

　　At seven o'clock in the evening, the Prince Park Stadium is crowded with people. Forty-nine thousand seats are packed. The team won two consecutive victories in four days, allowing them to see the hope of the re-emergence of Saint-Germain.

　　In seven days, this is the third game of Saint-Germain. The fans know that the players' physical fitness is almost at the limit. Tonight they will use their own voices to motivate their soldiers and let them defeat themselves and defeat their opponents.

　　Saint-Germain fans wore blue jerseys, and some fans actually wrote a big "29" in front of the jersey. This is the number of the jersey. Perhaps in their view, the 29th is their hope for tonight. Tang won two consecutive games, let the Paris fans know the Chinese player, he is a player trained by French football.

　　From the roots of football technology,

Tang is definitely a French player. In this case, then Tang is definitely a Frenchman.
　　A 17-year-old fan said to his companion: "Do you still score two goals tonight?"

　　The companion said in an unquestionable tone: "Sure, he will even have a hat trick!"

　　The two of them were at the Abe Deshang Stadium three days ago and witnessed Tang's breakthrough from the containment of the three defenders of Auxerre. They burst out with tears. Just like two years ago, Ronaldinho wore a blue and white jersey in the battle for Saint-Germain. At that moment, they remembered Ronaldinho and then forgot him.

　　...

　　Behind the Saint-Germain bench is the club box, where club officials and family members of the players sit. Said to be a box, in fact, the same as other seats, just closer to the stadium, closer to their players.

　　Cantona was wearing a brown jacket and Glaley sitting together, and the unruly face did not show any emotion. Not far behind them, Alice and Deu's wife, Maria, sat together.

　　Alice was sitting in the stadium for the first time to watch football matches, watching the crowd of black pressure, Alice's inexplicable excitement. From a young age, I dreamed of standing on the T-shaped platform. The T-shaped platform is the place to focus on people's sights. There are countless flashes on the stage against the models on the stage.

　　Alice looked at the long guns and short guns outside the stadium, and she was filled with emotions. This is a stage that is highly anticipated, and it is also more noticeable than the T-shaped platform. If Tang can score here, what a grand event!

　　Thinking of this, Alice's face was blushing and her eyes were scattered.

　　Maria turned to look at Alice's beautiful face. Half an hour ago, she first saw Alice and fell in love with her. She has never seen such a beautiful girl. As the wife of the star, she has seen the wife or girlfriend of the Saint-Germain player.

　　Football stars are an affluent class. They have high incomes and high exposure. They are the pursuit of beauty. Therefore, many girlfriends of football stars are the stars of the entertainment industry. Without exception, they are all beautiful.

　　Paris is the capital of fashion, beautiful like a cloud.

　　Maria was used to beauty, but she was shocked by the beauty of Alice. The dark brown hair of the cloud is full of feminine, blue pupils, full of mystery. The perfect five senses, this is the most beautiful girl God created.

　　Maria lamented that there are such beautiful girls in the world. She looked at Alice's scattered eyes and remembered that when she first walked into the stadium, it seemed to be the same.

　　Maria whispered in Alice's ear: "Alice, when I first came here, I was very excited. When I saw Dewu, I wanted to run to him and give him a gentle Kiss, then tell him, 'I love you! I believe in you!'."

　　Alice remembered the lipstick on her face at noon, and the frown of the painting was slightly upturned. She smiled and said: "I will not say in front of him, 'I love you!'"

　　I remembered sitting on the bed three days ago and watching the online video. When Tang scored the second goal, he shouted loudly: Don! I love you!

　　Alice has a flush on her cheeks. The two are not lovers now. It is a five-year contract that connects the two. Not a lover, you have to say "I love you!" in person, Alice can't do it.

　　...

　　At the moment, Beijing time is 1:12 am, and the CCTV cctv_5 broadcast hall is brightly lit. Huang Jianxiang explained before the game: "Saint-Germain lost two straight in the group stage, If they can't beat Porto at home tonight, they will be the first team in Group H to be eliminated. "

　　On the morning of yesterday morning, Huang Jianxiang also discussed with the director of the sports program of CCTV, whether it would let UEFA send another broadcast right to CCTV. Chelsea have big names, both players and coaches, and their names are familiar. He is very familiar with their situation.

　　There is nothing to watch in this game between Saint-Germain and Porto. The team has no big names and is ranked in the last two places in the group rankings. This game is not attractive to Chinese fans.

　　Huang Jianxiang's wish was not fulfilled and the director did not agree with him.

　　In a group match, whoever broadcasts the same game.

　　After the proposal was rejected, Huang Jianxiang was somewhat depressed. He prepared to routinely broadcast the game, and there were not many people watching it. Therefore, he basically did not collect data before the game.

　　At this time, he got the list of players on both sides. When the guest Zhang Lu made a pre-match analysis, he quickly scanned it. The 29th on the Saint-Germain list caught his attention.

　　Tang No. 29.

　　This name is very Chinese. In the past, he saw "Li" in European names.

　　Chinese people?

　　His eyes squinted to the right, and his face was shocked because he saw "CHN" and he suspected that he was wrong, so he looked at it carefully again. That's right! It is "CHN" and the age is seventeen!

　　He also saw the player named Tang, who is a forward and is the starting player!

　　Who is he?

　　Why haven't you heard of this player?

　　At the age of seventeen, he played the main role in Paris Saint-Germain and boarded the Champions League!

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A common cap was lying on his head crookedly. He looked like those high school playboys that girls liked. Most girls fell in love with them. They always visited them in their dreams and made them wake up sobbing.
Guo Nuoyan almost burst into tears. He remembered the girl he loved secretly, who was just as splendid as Qin Guan.
With a last press of the shutter, their work was done.
Helen looked at the films. She was in no mood to hand them over to the philistine Asian merchant yet. At the thought of the photoshoot she would arrange though, she felt happy again.
Thanks to the shooting at Chelsea Fair, the shop owners got a general idea of their clothes. They were all professional designers, who knew all about beauty and fashion. They showed great interest in their casual clothes, which were different from the typical American style.
After the shooting, customers crowded into the store. In several days, J Clothing had become the uniform of the designers around the venue. Almost everybody had at least one piece of their clothes.
Thanks to significant aspects such as toughness, endurance, breathability and strong absorbability, they were welcomed as artists. Besides, the most important advantage was their low prices. No one would feel sorry about a stain of paint or wine on their clothes.
As a result, a small circle was formed. The customers and shop owners influenced each other, and J Clothing became a symbolic uniform of New York designers.
It was just like black clothes, brass buttons on police uniforms, loose pipe fitter jeans or the white overall protection suits of quarantine inspectors. J Clothing had become the new symbol of New York designers. Without their clothes, a designer would be considered an outsider of the circle.
It was a surprise for J Clothing.
Of course, this would happen in the future. Qin Guan was currently explaining his thoughts about the company to his girlfriend. He had to keep investing capital in the developing store.
Where would that capital come from? New York Fashion Week! That was the top event of the fashion circle in the US. In late October, New York would be full of visitors.
Qin Guan had received a notice from LEE before the CK show, so he was not worried about getting an invitation. Besides, he could meet up with John, who was in Kansas those days.
Top fashion countries like France, Italy and the UK had their own places in the fashion week, while its casual style attracted countless Asian designers.
The most susceptible and the first to be affected, were Japanese designers, of course, with South Koreans right on their heels. They had great power in Asia, so they were not to be ignored during the top four fashion weeks.
The group of Asian designers was led by Yohji Yamamoto, as there was no Chinese designer among them.
Qin Guan was surprised by the weak brand awareness of Chinese people, as well as the shortcomings of Chinese designers. However, at the same time, he was happy to see another power related to China.
It was a special group of foreign designers of Chinese origin. They had graduated from top design colleges from all over the world and studied Chinese culture. This made their place among designers decisive.
Qin Guan silently memorized their names. I wish they could make their own way in New York Fashion Week this year!
New York had been lively lately. Even Wall Street elites saw countless foreign beauties when cruising at night.
The most bustling metropolis in the world was filled with fashion insiders from all directions, adding an exotic atmosphere to the noisy city.
Unlike the unified management of Beijing Fashion Week, designers there had to find a place for themselves.
Qin Guan was not worried about that though. With notices from three top brands, he could be considered a lucky boy in the fashion event.
The main meeting place was Chelsea Hotel. People were idling around it in hopes of getting an invitation at the last moment.
On the first day of the fashion week, the Armani autumn and winter collection opened the show, followed by CK's formal apparel. Qin Guan was relieved about the schedule.
He still cherished a hope about the resumes he had submitted to top luxury brands, but after waiting for a long time, he still hadn’t gotten a call or notice about an interview.
Only then did he realize the hardships independent models faced in New York. The best opportunities did not always go to good models. Various factors were involved.
Abandoning hope, he changed into his outfit and waited silently backstage for the Armani models to finish.
Looking modest during the fashion week was difficult. John, who had to appear long after, presented himself at the entrance leisurely, with Qin Guan's outfits in hand.
He seemed not to know what the word "modest" meant. A group of people were following him.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

The "Great Blood Origin Spell" was one of the Three Thousand Great Dao which Wang Ling had mastered with average proficiency. One of its sub-abilities was called "blood origin trace," which could accurately trace bloodlines. To put it directly… it was DNA identification.
During the Spirit Energy era, the way many people inherited ancient legacy in fact depended mostly on bloodlines. The Great Blood Origin Spell had been popular at that time, and cultivators unafraid of danger would go deep into the ancient tombs of previous cultivators to find such a legacy and obtain a huge boost in their realms within a short period of time.
Now, however, the state had already ordered a ban on such methods of legacy inheritance, since the risk involved was considerable and there was a possibility of contracting a blood disease. Back then, Huaxiu nation's first-generation leaders had even specially gathered together these cultivators who had inherited legacies in such a reckless way to denounce them publicly over the crime of "opportunistic reactionary cultivation."
Previous generations of leaders had always felt that no matter how strong or weak one's gift was, one should rely on their own efforts to build up their cultivation step-by-step. Depending on corrupt cultivation practices was absolutely not the right way!
Hence, after that, the use of the Great Blood Origin Spell waned. It was strictly banned by the state, thereby becoming a prohibited spell. The number of people in the world who could use this spell, apart from Wang Ling who had learned it while he was still in the womb, could be counted on one hand.
Now, Wang Ling occasionally used this spell to identify the innate gifts of the people around him, since bloodlines could also reflect talent.
When he was a child, he had always thought that there should in fact be someone like him, a person who had been born with a "silver spoon" in his mouth.
Unfortunately, to this day… he hadn't found anyone similar to him.
He had been aware of the results of the "blood origin trace" on Dopey since entering school.
Dopey was in fact not a common parrot. Though it had hidden it very well, Wang Ling had still found out.
To be exact, it was a hybrid parrot with many noble bloodlines.
Through the blood origin trace, Wang Ling had seen the following species in its blood: the kunpeng[1], the nine-headed bird[2], the four-eyed bird[3], the vermilion bird[4], the bifang[5]… oh, by the way, there was also a Pidgey[6].
Who the heck knew what Dopey's parents had gone through before its birth? Of course, Wang Ling didn't want to know… the one thing he could be sure of, though, was that this mix of so many bloodlines had granted Dopey a unique ability.
Under normal circumstances, Hero Guo wouldn't have Dopey reveal its ability in public, otherwise he would inevitably be suspected of playing tricks.
But now that Super Chen had called his reputation into question, Hero Guo felt it was necessary for him to reveal his hand.
He winked at Dopey… actually, this boy and bird had already come to a clear agreement long ago concerning their private and public affairs: under watchful eyes in public, Dopey would give its owner face as necessary; after they returned home, Hero Guo would have to give up this false Master of Dopey appearance in private and pay the price for his public glory by becoming a shit-shoveling officer[7].
These complex feelings between boy and bird gave Wang Ling a sense of déjà vu. Something worth mentioning which other people were probably unaware of… was that Dopey was female. Wang Ling had already silently realized this; he just didn't want to say anything.
"Students, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Old Antique skipped cheerfully over to them. He had said only a few words before his wristwatch shrilled with a call. When he looked at the caller ID, he immediately waved at them, a high color to his cheeks. "Excuse me, I'll have to keep you waiting a little longer!~" Saying that, he ran eagerly to one side to receive the call.
Old Antique being this lively was already beyond everyone's comprehension…
Nice timing, while Old Antique answered the phone, it was a good opportunity to figure out what on earth was going on with him!
"There is nothing in this world that this master doesn't know!" While speaking, Hero Guo gingerly pulled out one of Dopey's feathers, causing its pure white, slightly plump body to tremble for an instant.
"What is that for?" Feather Lin asked confusedly.
"This is the Names Fortune Skill; it requires a feather from Dopey. As long as I the master hold this feather, look at the person in question and repeat their name three times, I'll know their fortune based on the color which the feather changes into," Hero Guo said with a mysterious air.
Dopey silently rolled its eyes at Hero Guo: First, you spray this boss with your spit, now you want this boss to cooperate with you in your pretentious act… hehe, when we return home, you're going to get it!
What Names Fortune Skill… Hero Guo made this spell sound so marvelous, when in fact, generally speaking, it was just fortune-telling.
The crucial point was that this wasn't his ability, but Dopey's own special ability.
In Wang Ling's opinion, though, this ability wasn't worth much even if it was created from the combination of the bloodlines of several legendary birds.
All in all, however, the assessment results should be accurate. At least, it would be way better than the roadside soothsayers who grabbed people to say, "Benefactor, there is evil between your eyebrows, you will definitely encounter a bloody calamity!"
Rubbing the feather in his hand, Hero Guo mouthed Old Antique's real name three times, and everyone saw that white, spotless feather instantly turn pink.
"A pink feather?" Hero Guo stared at the feather with an astonished expression.
Lotus Sun gave the pink feather a cursory look and asked, "A pink feather… what does it stand for?"
Hero Guo was already well-versed in the symbolic meanings of the feather's colors, but for this color to appear in relation to Old Antique… to be honest, he really hadn't anticipated it at all.
Thinking of Old Antique's jubilant attitude earlier, as he bounced and skipped around, plus this key pink feather, the answer already seemed obvious. "A pink feather means luck in love. Old Antique has… fallen in love!"
"Oh, so it's because he's fallen in love…" It was mere realization at first.
After a moment of dead silence, an earth-shaking roar immediately burst out.
— What the f**k?!
Fallen?! In?! Love?!
This ageless Old Antique who only knew how to eat latiao was actually beginning to arrange flowers in his antique vase?!
"…"
Super Chen, Lotus Sun and Feather Lin all felt that it was inconceivable.
"… Is your feather reliable or not?" Super Chen asked again dubiously.
"Shit! You still don't believe me?"
"I just think it's a little too unreal! Fortune-telling using a bird feather, thinking about it, it's too unscientific," said Super Chen.
Wang Ling: "…" So, you think a bird feather changing colors is very scientific?
Super Chen was a very skeptical person and liked to split hairs a lot, especially when it came to old superstitions.
In order to verify the authenticity of this feather fortune-telling, Super Chen rudely pulled out another one of Dopey's feathers.
This time, it hurt enough that Dopey twitched hard and gave Hero Guo a look as it gnashed its teeth, even though it had no teeth to gnash…
It didn't care who it was that pulled out its feather; in the end, it would blame everything on Hero Guo…
Hero Guo: "What do you want?"
"Come on, our Comrade Master of Dopey! Find another person's fortune to read." Super Chen placed the bird feather in Hero Guo's hand.
Hero Guo silently curled his lips; he then looked at Feather Lin and recited her name three times. The bird feather turned dark red.
It was related to her fortune, after all, so Feather Lin was a little nervous. "This color, what does it mean?"
Hero Guo carefully discerned the color of the feather and quickly read its message. "This red feather symbolizes fire on the body, so recently you had to be careful of fire and had to stay away from places that have them."
Feather Lin looked astonished. "… This is too accurate!"
Just last week, the gay fanfiction that she had painstakingly collected over the years had been discovered by her father, who had burned them all.
Super Chen skeptically pulled another feather from Dopey's body. "Come on, read my fortune."
"…" This feather was from Dopey's belly, where its flesh was the most tender; it was so painful it made all of its feathers stand up.
Wang Ling even saw a crystal tear form in the corner of its eye…
Helpless, Hero Guo read Super Chen's fortune and saw that the feather had turned blue. He sighed and said, "You had to stay away from water in the last month."
Super Chen also showed his surprise. "… It really is accurate!" He remembered when he had been at the swimming pool last week and had gotten a cramp in his leg while swimming. If it hadn't been for the lifeguard, who had parted the water with one palm… he felt he might have died.
"Now do you believe me?" Hero Guo felt rather helpless.
At this very moment, Old Antique returned after talking endlessly on the phone, looking even more radiant than before.
"Students, your teacher has good news to share with you."
Standing in front of everyone, he didn't hide his ecstasy at all. "Teacher has found you a teacher's wife!"
Students: "…"
Wang Ling: "…" Then, what was the point of plucking out the feathers?
Dopey: "…" Psycho! You think I don't need face?!
[1] The 'kunpeng' is a giant bird in Chinese mythology
[2] One of the earliest forms of the Chinese phoenix.
[3] Yet another powerful, mythical bird in Chinese legend - each of its eyes contain two pupils, hence its name.
[4] One of the four mythological creatures of the Chinese constellations, it's described as a red bird perpetually covered in flames.
[5] The 'bifang' is a Chinese mythical bird named for the sound of its cry. It has one leg, a blue-green body with red spots and a white beak. Considered an omen, each time the bifang is sighted, a fire will break out.
[6] Pidgey is a bird Pokémon
[7] Pet owners jokingly refer to themselves as 'shit-shoveling officers' to show their devotion to their pets as they have to clean up after them.


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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Soon, it had been 29 days since the Darkness Invasion in Version 2.0 started. The current situation was that other than the southeastern region of the Legendary continent, all of the other forces had been defeated.
None of the nations, neutral forces, or races could survive in the Darkness Invasion.
Looking at how the situation had developed, not only was the player forum silent, but even the top forces in the nine continents also couldn't believe what was happening.
When the players visited the official website, they immediately saw the most prominent headline on the [Gods] official site. 
It included a list of places affected by the Darkness Invasion. 
And until then, hundreds of names on the list had been blacked out. The only places that glowed were from the southeastern regions.
The City of Dawn was at the top of the list, while the Black Lava Dukedom was second. No one occupied the third place. And beside the names of the top two places, the word 'victory' was clearly written.
How was this possible?
It wasn't as if the other nations lost by a small margin. They had almost been wiped out by the Darkness Invasion!
Hence, other than the southeastern region of the Legendary continent that wasn't controlled by dark creatures, the other names on the list had all fallen prey to the Darkness Invasion. Hundreds of millions of injuries and deaths happened, and the losses were too much to calculate.
But no matter what, by putting up this list, the official website made the Chinese players very proud. 
Of course, the Chinese players knew that they didn't gain any advantage in this Darkness Invasion.
A battle could only be won by the bravest soldiers, and attacking and defending required meticulous planning. Basically, the strongest enemies were dealt with by the NPCs. The City of Dawn had many tricks up their sleeves and trump cards, which was the key to their victory.
Therefore, many posts about the City of Dawn appeared on various forums.
It was because the players seemed to have discovered a problem.
Was it possible that William Blackleaf was not only one of the main protagonists in Version 1.0, but he was also the ultimate protagonist in Version 2.0?
If its contribution in the battle against the Darkness Invasion was to be considered, the City of Dawn was truly worthy of its name! 
One could say that if it had not been for the City of Dawn, the Darkness Invasion would have achieved a complete victory.
Furthermore, someone even asked that if the Lord of the City of Dawn didn't die, would he be the main protagonist in Versions 3.0 and 4.0 too?
There were also people who had other opinions. 
Some of them thought that since the Lord of Dawn was considered as a neutral Lord, he wouldn't be able to grow his power in the mainland continent.
The following versions of the games would surely not take place in the beginner's village. This main protagonist of Version 1.0 and the last main protagonist of Version 2.0 would probably slowly disappear in front of the players.
He would turn out to be a neutral Lord that gradually became mediocre. He would become a part of the players' memories and an idol of the past. Then, he would become someone that even players could bully in the future…
There was nothing wrong with this way of thinking, and even the Chinese players didn't refute much against this opinion. 
They hadn't reached the end stage of the game yet. The Bosses in their own Camp couldn't be replaced that easily. The earlier the main protagonists appeared in the game, the faster they would die.
After all, players leveled up way faster than NPCs!
It could be said that even if William didn't die and could live until the end stage of the game, the City of Dawn would still be taken over by the players. It could only be used as a beginner's village… 
The Chinese forum!
"I'll miss this. Even though there is still some time before Version 3.0 is launched, I feel proud whenever I remember that the City of Dawn is my beginner's village."
"Of course. Hurry and collect more Fire Dragon blood. It is extremely important regardless of whether you want to keep it for your own use or exchange it for broken manual pages. As for contribution points or whatnot, that doesn't matter. Our main aim is to obtain as much of Prince William's assets as we can.
"Anyway, we probably won't stay in the City of Dawn in the next version of the game!"
Many players thought this way.
And not only did the professional players and large guilds know this, but even the average players also knew that the Darkness Invasion was just a prelude. It was a super hard mission that all the players had to go through during their novice period. 
The City of Dawn was just a springboard that provided them with a lot of advantages. Their next stop would be the central part of the continent. It will be the new place where they would take part in storyline missions, as well as side missions. 
As for William?
Sorry, he was just the head of the beginner's village and could be forgotten easily.
It couldn't be helped. The players were pragmatic people… 
…
William didn't feel anything when he saw what the players were doing. After all, other than the Chinese players, players from other continents had also started to come into contact with Grand Duchies. 
The smaller nations had been defeated during the Darkness Invasion, so they had been forced to change their Camp.
There were Camps of various scales.
Your Camp was your best friend, followed by your guild, nation, continent, and then the Light or Dark side depending on which side you were on.
Except for the Dark side, there were countless Camps of various scales.
And a lot of in-fighting happened too.
It was rare for anyone to stay in a Camp for a long time and not change to another Camp mid-game.
The one case where the player stayed would be if that Camp had always been very strong and could evolve with the different versions, continuing to participate in Legendary events that affected the entire continent. 
For example, the Temple of Light, the Palace of Darkness, the Magic Guild, and the Mercenary Guild.
"The City of Dawn's current aim is to become a top force like those mentioned earlier. It's easier said than done, but we'll take it slowly from here." William saw that many players on the forum already had thoughts of going to the Emerald Grand Duchy, but he wasn't too worried.
After all, they were still living in the aftermath of the Darkness Invasion.
The entirety of Version 2.0 was about defending against the Darkness Invasion. The Chinese players were merely getting rid of the dark creatures as William had taken care of the Darkness Invasion Boss. This meant that the Chinese players didn't have as many follow-up storyline missions…
The City of Dawn players had to complete various side missions now. Nonetheless, the missions that William issued often had remarkable rewards in terms of experience points and gold coins. They made huge profits from those missions, so they didn't feel compelled to leave the City of Dawn Camp just yet.
On the balcony, Prince William lay lazily on a rocking chair and muttered, "Crimson Blood!"
Crimson Blood was the main title of Version 3.0. 
However, it was still a long time till Version 3.0. It would take place 2 years after Version 2.0.
After Version 2.0 ended, the players would log off, and the game would update in the meantime. This game word would be left to develop on its own for 2 years. And after the nine continents regained their power, the players would come online again. 
What was 'Crimson Blood' though?
In simple words, the Emerald Grand Duchy had a secret that was hidden very well!
The entire Emerald Grand Duchy, and even the aristocrats, soldiers and professionals in the surrounding Grand Duchies were all vampires.
That was right.
Vampires!
They were a bunch of perverted nobles that survived by sucking their slaves' blood. 
They were born in the first era! 
They had been created from a god-like Blood Dragon. While outsiders called them vampires, they called themselves the Blood Race. They were the Blood Dragon's slaves and descendants. 
At the end of the first era, the time when the Dragon race left the continent, the Blood Race hid themselves in the Gods' continent. Even though rumors of vampires often spread, there were rarely any people who saw them in the flesh. 
This bunch of immortal people was of high status now. They disguised themselves as aristocrats of the human race. Not only were they strong individually, but the forces they led were also extremely powerful!
For example, the Emerald Grand Duchy. Basically, other than the peasants and slaves, most of the Advanced professionals were all vampires…
"What a tough opponent." William felt a headache coming on as he thought about the vampires' abilities. 
Vampires possessed impressive skills, such as escaping in bat form and sucking blood to recover their Health. Even if they didn't suck blood, they had super fast recovery capabilities.
Other than certain Light and Electricity attribute attacks, these guys had no weaknesses.
"It's still a long time until Version 3.0. I can take my time." William massaged his temples. Upon thinking about the Blood Dragon, he suddenly remembered that he had a dragon egg with Moses! 
"Dammit, he couldn't possibly have eaten it?" Prince William stood up abruptly and rushed towards the fortune-telling hut.


This thought had grown deep in William’s mind!
This is the reason for his decision.
He was going to become the strongest NPC ever.
He will have the strongest armor and get beaten badly!
Who said that NPCs will have to be killed by players?
Who said that NPCs will level up slower than players?
Who said that NPCs will only drop equipment on the ground dead? He could drop dead even more… Touch wood!
Anyways, he will not die. With all of you weak players, I wouldn't even furrow my eyebrows once if I stand here and let all of you attack me!

[Random Mission Completed: Random Points +1]
After circling around half of the neighborhood, Su Yang arrived in his basement. He tossed his bag to Gru which extended two withered branches out to catch it accurately before placing it on the floor.
Su Yang changed into his slippers while humming a melody. He went to the bathroom to wash the brick and his hands.
As he washed his hands, he complained, "Always saving a damsel in distress…It was fun at first, but it's getting boring. Does the system have any innovative missions?
"Can't I help an old lady cross the road? If not, why can't I send some blessings to some aunties? Anyhow, I got 21 yuan from this, so I guess tomorrow's meals will be settled."
After he realized that the girls he saved never repaid him by marrying him, with the most they did buying him a meal, Su Yang applied the rule of 'a million changes in a single method', thus he started to collect fees.
First of all, he was poor. Secondly, he had been extra poor lately.
However, he had his own principles as well. While collecting the fees from the girls, he would pick up some taxi receipts as proof at least, so the girls that he saved could claim it from their companies.
After all, Su Yang had practically protected the employees of the respective companies.
This was much more practical than buying him a meal. The girls could save money and Su Yang could earn a little money, hence it was a win-win situation.
After he dried the brick and wiped his hands, he tidied up and checked the system. In the Random Points column, his points had increased from 0 to 1. He then went to bed in silence.
On the morning of the second day, Su Yang was woken up by notifications from his Wechat. He slowly opened his sleepy eyes and picked up his phone beside his bed. He tapped it and saw a message from Chu Xia, the secretary of the class committee.
Chu Xia was a beautiful girl who was 172 cm tall. Slightly slender, had a palm-sized face and delicate facial features. She had always been told that she was photogenic, so her closer classmates always teased and encouraged her to enter the entertainment industry and said that she might even become a famous actress overnight.
To be honest, her features were really attractive. During the first day of military training, she was spotted by a faculty lecturer and was immediately invited to host the welcoming dinner as a freshman with the fourth-year seniors. This made her famous among the freshmen and first-year students of the faculty of arts. Whilst she captured the hearts of many men, she also painstakingly shielded herself from the harsh sun.
Therefore, after the military training ended, everyone was deeply tanned, but she alone remained as fair as a rose which made her the target of the girls in the class for a while.
Su Yang recalled many other girls in the class getting together and isolating her. Be it during lectures, meals, or even back in the dorm, no one wanted to be friends with her. However, sometime later, Chu Xia was accepted by the other girls again although no one knew why.
This matter became a mystery that the boys in class hoped to find out, but the other girls in the class kept their mouths shut no matter how the boys bribed them for an answer.
Su Yang was quite close to Chu Xia, or rather, she was quite close to everyone in the class. She was earnest and responsible. She even cared for her classmates and was a beautiful secretary of the class committee, so everyone liked her.
Su Yang unlocked his phone and tapped on the Wechat app.
[Chu Xia: Don't try to escape English class today. There's a new lecturer. Names will be taken one by one.]
'A new lecturer?'
Su Yang's blurry mind slowly cleared up. It seemed like he could no longer skip class today.
'I was thinking of going to work today. Fine, I guess I'll go to class. It'll be bad if I fail the subject…'
With that in mind, he replied with 'thank you'.
He was truly grateful for Chu Xia because since he was working part-time, he always skipped classes. She was the one who covered for him all the time. Otherwise, he would have failed the subject due to his lack of attendance.
After he replied Chu Xia, Su Yang suddenly noticed a new contact in his friend list with the nickname 'Puffy Qu'.
The profile picture was the side profile of a girl's face. She resembled the girl whom he saved last night. Su Yang tapped on her profile and saw the transfer record. 
'Yeah, it should be the girl from last night.'
The girl was just a passerby and would remain as such in the future, so Su Yang deleted the contact.
After he deleted the contact, he tidied up and told Gru to take care of the house and not let strangers in before he headed out for his English class.
English was a major subject in university and the class was held in a lecture hall of the main faculty building. When Su Yang reached the lecture hall, many students were already inside, including Chu Xia.
Her black hair tumbled over her shoulders. Wearing a beige coat with a black T-shirt inside, she appeared simple but fashionable. She was chatting happily in the middle of several other girls. The presence of youth overflowed from her delicate features.
When she saw Su Yang enter, she waved at him by way of greeting.
Su Yang nodded and sat down in an empty seat at the last row of the lecture hall. While he was scrolling through his phone, he was thinking about where he should use the Random Point from last night.
'Should I add the point to a pen? The pen might automatically write down the location of a treasure, or maybe it can become a fairy that can predict the future! Even if the pen fairy can't predict the future, I can use it to perform a magic trick and earn some extra money.
'Close-up magic! A pen that moves by itself! Hmm, that's quite catchy…No one will be able to find its flaw!
'Or should I add the points to my bank card? Will I be able to withdraw endless money? Then, I'll become the CEO of a famous company, marry a rich and fair bride, and reach the peak of my life!
'I won't be arrested by the bank, will I?'
The more Su Yang fantasized about it, the more excited he got.
A man always had the right to dream.
Even though there was a high chance that the item that he added the point to would turn out strange, his life was already bland enough, so why could he not fantasize sometimes?
While his fantasies ran wild in his head, a pair of high heels click-clacked outside the lecture hall.
A while later, a girl with a doll-like face and average height who looked no older than Su Yang came in.
The students whispered to one another.
"Is this our new English lecturer? She's cute!"
"Yeah, she's cute, but she looks younger than all of us!"
Su Yang curiously raised his head and was dumbstruck.
'I-isn't she that damsel I saved last night? No, I think she should be the girl I tricked for money.'
Su Yang scratched his head and looked extremely bothered.
'Great, I just scammed my new lecturer's money last night. My luck has been sh*tty lately…'
"Amitabha, please, Gods of the heavens and Jesus, save me! Please don't let the new lecturer notice me!" He lowered his head and started to mumble some prayers.
Qu Xiaomeng did not notice him at all. It was a major subject after all, hence three classes from the entire course attended the lecture together. There were a hundred students in the lecture hall, so how could she have noticed the dumb Su Yang?
She took a deep breath and gulped to suppress her pounding heart. She stepped on the podium and placed her lecture notes on the desk beside it. She glanced over the entire lecture hall with a sharp gaze and her doll-like face showed nothing but a serious look. 
"Ms. Zhang is on maternity leave from today onwards, so I'll be her replacement for English until the end of the semester for the first year."
Her introduction was brief. She then picked up a piece of chalk and firmly wrote down her name on the blackboard—Qu Xiaomeng.
"My name is Qu Xiaomeng. I'm no older than you and I just graduated from university a while ago. You can call me Ms. Qu or just Sister Qu. I'll be taking your names now."
In less than a minute, Qu Xiaomeng built her stern and strict image in front of the students.
If Su Yang had not noticed that her stomach and legs were slightly shaking and her left elbow was pale, he would really have believed that the girl, who had been as cowardly as a quail last night, had turned into a lioness.
However, after he noticed the details, Su Yang could not help but feel delighted. It seemed like the new lecturer was very nervous. She made herself appear strict because she wanted to control the situation and the students.
Nevertheless, her efforts were effective. All the students in the lecture hall sat up straight. No one dared to look down on this new lecturer who was just a few years older than them.
After she saw that the students were frightened by her stern demeanor, Qu Xiaomeng heaved a breath of relief. She curled her fist subtly behind the podium and encouraged herself in her mind.
'Qu Xiameng, you can do it!'
"Chu Xia."
"Present."
"Chu An."
Present."
…
Taking the names of a hundred students took about 10 minutes. Su Yang's family name started with S, which put his name in the middle of the name list. Therefore, he made it through the roll call without any problem.
However, maybe because the person he scammed before was giving a lecture on the podium, Su Yang barely paid any attention for a while, but he realized he could not understand anything.
His command of English had been bad ever since his high school days. Therefore, when he had filled in the details for his desired course, he had purposely picked Chinese Literature. Other than having more job opportunities, he thought he could free himself from the clutch of the English language.
In the end, he still ended up in an English class!
He really wanted to pry open the lecturer who arranged the course subject and see what was in his brains! Why would the Chinese Literature course have an English subject!?
He recalled only getting 60 marks in his English semester test during the first half of the semester, which was a borderline pass. He then watched Qu Xiaomeng who started to mess up her lecture and exhibit the quirks of a dorky girl. He somehow felt like he had a grudge against English.
Qu Xiaomeng was really flustered. Right before the lecture, she still had some confidence, but as the lecture went on and she looked at the hundred students in front of her, she started to feel more and more nervous.
The more nervous she got, the more mistakes she made, and the more mistakes she made, the more nervous she got. Her mind was slowly turning blank while she started to mess up her words. There were even a few times when she pronounced a word wrongly.
She was starting to regret not listening to her ex-lecturer's advice last night.
When she visited her ex-lecturer last night, the latter had taught her how to build her image in front of the students. The lecturer also advised her to ask Ms. Zhang to take on this major class before her maternity leave.
After all, it was a major class with a hundred students. Anyone else with a weaker mentality would have been easily frightened, and it might have been a little too overwhelming for a freshie lecturer's first day.
However, Qu Xiaomeng believed that Ms. Zhang was in a very important phase of her life, so she did not want to disturb her and she believed she could handle it.
In the end, she started to lose it. The encouraging words in her mind changed from 'You can do it!' to 'Qu Xiaomeng, you must not cry!"
As a matter of fact, most of the students in the lecture hall started to notice signs of Qu Xiaomeng's nerves, but her harmless doll-like face plus her dorky attitude really discouraged them from disturbing her. Instead, everyone feigned a blind eye and listened to her lecture carefully.
Soon, the class ended. Su Yang kept his head low throughout the lecture and did not get noticed by Qu Xiaomeng.
After he realized that stooping was effective, he decided to sit in the last row during English class and try his best to avoid eye contact with Qu Xiaomeng. Maybe a week or two later, she would forget that he had scammed her money, then he would slowly emerge as a new person.
Just when he thought he could slip away unnoticed, a voice entered his mind.
'Ding! Bronze Mission triggered: Help the new English lecturer.'


Su Yang was an average university student in Shanghai when he received a system that allowed him to add points to things. The point system provided him with missions and by clearing them, he would gain points. 
Add a point into an object, the object will receive a special ability; add a point into a plant, the plant will come alive; add points on himself, he will get talents or superpowers.
With the mysterious point system in hand, Su Yang aimed to become rich and alter his fate. On his path towards success, he encountered many interesting matters and people, including famous actresses and business tycoons. Fueled by determination, Su Yang set his sight on adding points into all things to help him achieve his goal. 


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