When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

Who says that it is not good to cook a restaurant?

    Even in the previous world, according to the Michelin Ombudsman's scoring standard, the restaurant's food accounted for 60% of the total, while the dining environment and services accounted for only 20% and 10% respectively.

    It is enough to rely on food to crush it. Than the dining environment and services, the narrow Chinese cuisine shop is certainly not as good as those of high-end restaurants.

    The kitchen god system is the source of self-confidence of Xia Yu. These days, under the guidance of the system, it can be said that it is reborn, and every day, the cooking has a new entry.

    "System: You have a new mission." The

    system is very time to come out of trouble.

    Xia Yu opened the task he just received, with a black line.

    "[

    Gambling with God's tongue]." "Hint: The host should raise the cooking skill to lv10 as soon as possible, learn more recipes, master the 'kitchen heart' advanced talent, and attract more diners for the restaurant. in the victory over gambling regulations in shave cutting plotter in Chennai. " "

    Reward: 1 turntable system lucky draw. "

    Huh.

    In addition to the gambling with Painter, Xia Yu also saw the second task below.

    "[First appearance]."

    "Hint: Serve 30 ordinary diners in 7 days and let the diners be satisfied."

    "Reward: Recipes "Fried Qingjiang Cuisine" (blue)."

    New recipe?

    Xia Yu's eyes lit up.

    He knew the Qingjiang cuisine and tried it. Of course, there is no exaggerated cooking in the animation.

    After all, he also wanted to taste the fried Qingjiang cuisine that he had made after mastering the recipe. Thinking of the refreshing taste of the unique vegetables, Xia Yu's salivary glands are active.

    The cooking techniques of various vegetables are also the unique skills of Chinese cuisine and cannot be ignored.

    At the same time, Xia Yu is also full of enthusiasm for defeating the singer in the gambling contract.

    A turntable lottery opportunity!

    Xia Yu remembered that he was rewarded by the 'Newbie Gift Pack' and opened the turntable lottery for free.

    It is to rely on that piece of [Mirror Crystal], he successfully made a qualified virgin cuisine, completed the initial task of the system, and got the first blue recipe in life.

    He remembers the major categories of turntable items, namely, ingredients, kitchens, recipes, consumption, and special categories.

    If you are out of luck, there is a chance to open a god-class chef talent like [God's Tongue] from a special class!

    It is impossible to say that Xia Yu has no envy on the tongue of Chennai.

    After the Yuanyue Academy, there is also a [God's Nose] Ye Shanliang, who is more successful than the pig's foot of the spirit of the restaurant, and also enters the ranks of 'Yuanyue Ten Jie' first, and has captured the original Alchemist The ninth seat of the mountain.

    If you accidentally open to a god-level chef talent, no matter what, Xia Yu must be grinning and dreaming.

    Now is not the time to compete for talent, but it is always a matter of precautions.

    ...

    watched shave cutting plotter in Chennai and new households Fei sand on the train, run away in the rain, only to turn around and Xia Yu entered the store.

    "Hey, your girlfriend seems a little capricious."

    Mu Xiaoyue grimaced at him.

    "Girlfriend? I don't have such a girlfriend. Whoever can bear it every day." Xia Yu's mouth stunned.

    "Is there an angel appearance is not enough? The value of Yan is ah, this is the sincerity, the little temper or something, was killed by the value of the body." Mu Xiaoyue looked at him, his eyes sparkling, I don't know what to think.

    Xia Yu do not want to continue this topic, language Feng a turn, asked: "? Magic bean curd, with last night's Fuqifeipian, which dish is more delicious"

    ! "Magic Mapo tofu"

    Mu Satsuki froze Hey, then answer without thinking.

    "Call..." The heart sighed in a sigh of relief. Xia Yu was really afraid of his own radiant cuisine. In the professional foodies, he was still hanged by a dish cooked by the old man.

    In this case, it would be too hurtful, and it will be a must-have. It will be crushed by the home-cooked food. Anyone who changes it will be seriously frustrated and doubtful about life.

    After chatting for a while, the heavy rain outside did not stop.

    Mu Xiaoyue and Anya are not likely to go to Tokyo in this bad weather. They simply squat in the store. Xia Yu turns into the kitchen and puts a bunch of logs with the name of the dish on the counter. Hold your chin and stare.

    When the old man is at home, the store serves 12 different Chinese dishes every day.

    These twelve dishes are selected from the traditional eight major cuisines. For example, three dishes are selected from Sichuan, Shandong, Cantonese and Su cuisine today. Tomorrow is from Zhejiang, Chinese, Hunan and Anhui. Pick.

    In the past, Xia Yu didn't feel anything. He seemed to understand and understand. Every day, under the command of the old man, he hangs the sign on the wall. But now, as the manager of the store and a chef, he feels the heavy weight of each brand.

    The black brush on the face represents a traditional dish.

    Xia Yu only grasps a small part of it, and can get the kind of hand.

    Some of the rest, some of them are involved in, or are studying, not far enough to make the guests pay for food.

    Take a light breath. Xia Yu's eyes flashed a bit of perseverance and decided to reduce the twelve dishes a day to six dishes.

    Two cuisines, each serving a three-course meal.

    After the reduction, the pressure on the shoulders plummeted.

    The old man can look at the mood, arbitrarily choose the brand to hang up, let the guests order, but Xia Yu's cooking skills are too shallow, can only pick out the dishes that they are good at, arranged on the counter.

    Secondly, there are some dishes that you are thinking about and you will get a 60-point evaluation in the system.

    The last is the plan to learn the dishes.

    He plans to arrange the daily menu for the next week in advance.

    But before the menu was arranged, Xia Yu realized that he had overlooked a very important issue.

    Who supplies the ingredients?

    The menu is based on the availability of ingredients on the day.

    "Ah..." I

    couldn't help but lick my hair. Xia Yu was a little annoyed. The old man was too hurried to go, and he didn't give anything.

    And, especially, where is the money? He used his head to buy ingredients?

    The forehead braved the blue veins, Xia Yu took out the phone and called, toot, still busy. His expression is really awkward... Hey, is the old guy really boarding the plane, or is he pulling the phone?

    Hey.

    Someone suddenly knocked on the door of the store, Xia Yu was awakened by cold sweat, throwing away the cranky thoughts, and the kitchen went to the front desk.

    "Mr.

    Godhara ?" Seeing the smile coming into the door, wearing a dark gray coat, wearing a high hat, wearing brown leather gloves, a middle-aged man dressed as a classical British detective, Xia Yu stunned.

    "We met again, boy."

    Shenyuan was taking off his hat and sitting at the counter.

    He placed a metal suitcase on the countertop, and Xia Yu noticed the surface of the suitcase, engraved with three conspicuous silver letters:

    IGO!

    The memory of the head seems to be stimulated by these three familiar letters. Xia Yu can't think of the meaning of the letters for the time being. He can only look at the middle-aged uncle with strange eyes. "Mr. God, you are coming to eat, or... ..."

    "I am going to give you something."

    He had not finished talking, and he was interrupted by the original person.

    The detective dressed up in the mouth of the uncle with a hint of playful smile, pointing to the metal suitcase on the countertop. "This is your father who is bothering me to run errands. Open it and see."

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

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

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

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

Who said that running a restaurant could not only rely on cooking alone?
Even in the previous world, according to the Michelin inspector's rating standard, the food in the restaurant accounted for 70% of the total while the dining environment and service accounted for only 20% and 10% respectively.
Just rely on food to crush the other two. Compared with the dining environment and service, the narrow Chinese cuisine restaurant was certainly far inferior to those high-end restaurants.
The Chef God System was the source of Xia Yu's self-confidence. 
These days, under the guidance of the system, it could be said that Xia Yu was reborn. Every day when he slept, his cooking skills would have a new entry.
System: "You have a new task."
It was time for system to come out and make trouble.
Xia Yu opened the task he had just received. His face turned black.
"[Bet With the Tongue of God]."
"Tip: The host should upgrade cooking skills to LV.10 as soon as possible. Learn more recipes, master the advanced talent of 'Chef's Heart', attract more diners for the restaurant, and beat Rina in the gamble."
"Reward: 1 chance of the system's turntable draw."
Eh.
In addition to the bet with Rina, Xia Yu also saw the second task listed below.
"[The First Exposure]."
"Tip: Serve 30 ordinary diners in 7 days. Make diners satisfied and praise your dishes."
"Reward: Recipe 'Fried Spoon Cabbage' (Blue)."
New recipe?
Xia Yu's eyes brightened.
He knew about Fried Spoon Cabbage. He had tried it before. There was no exaggerated cooking light in the animation.
Back then, he also wanted to try the Fried Spoon Cabbage after mastering the recipe. Thinking of the unique fresh taste of vegetables, Xia Yu's salivary glands became active.
Various vegetable cooking techniques were also unique skills of Chinese cuisine which could not be ignored.
At the same time, Xia Yu was also full of enthusiasm for beating Rina in the gamble.
One turntable draw opportunity!
Xia Yu remembered clearly that he was gifted with the novice pack and opened the turntable draw for free.
Relying on the piece of 'Mirror Crystal' that he got, he successfully made a qualified virgin dish, completing the initial task of the system. He got the first blue recipe in his life.
He remembered several categories of turntable items. Namely, food ingredients, kitchenware, recipes, consumption and the special category.
If you were lucky, you had a chance to obtain a god-level chef talent similar to the [Tongue of God] from a special category!
It was impossible to say that Xia Yu did not envy Rina's tongue.
At the Togetsu Academy, there was also the [Nose of God] Akira Hayama. That guy was more fortunate than the protagonist, Yukihira Soma, from Food Wars. He also first entered the ranks of the 'Togetsu's Top Ten'.
If he accidentally got a god-level chef talent, no matter what it was, Xia Yu would wake up with a grin on his face.
Now was not time to compete using talent, but it was better to plan ahead. It was always right to be more skilful.
…
Watching Rina and Hisako get into the car under the rain, Xia Yu turned back to the restaurant.
"Heehee, your girlfriend looks a little capricious." Mu Xiaoyue smirked at him.
"Girlfriend? I don't have this kind of girlfriend. Who can bear her mouth every day?" Xia Yu said.
"Isn't it enough to have an angel's appearance? It's the face score, the face score. This is the true meaning. That little temperament or what else, were all killed by face score." Mu Xiaoyue tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes sparkling. He did not know what she was thinking.
Xia Yu did not want to continue this topic. He turned around and asked, "Magic Mapo Tofu, or the beef lungs with chili sauce last night. Which dish is more delicious?"
"Magic Mapo Tofu!" Mu Xiaoyue was stunned, and then answered without thinking.
"Hoo..." He took a breath quietly in his heart. Xia Yu was really afraid that his glowing dish still lost to a dish prepared by the old man.
If it was like that, it was too hurtful. If his unique skill was crushed by home-made dishes, anyone would be seriously frustrated in their confidence and doubt their lives.
After chatting for a while, the heavy rain outside showed no sign of stopping. 
Mu Xiaoyue and An Ya could not go to Tokyo in such bad weather. They just waited in the restaurant. Xia Yu turned into the kitchen and put a pile of small wooden plates with the names of the dishes on the counter and stared at them. 
When the old man was there, the restaurant served twelve different Chinese dishes every day.
These twelve dishes were selected from the eight traditional Chinese cuisines. For example, three dishes were selected from Sichuan, Lu, Cantonese and Su cuisines today. Tomorrow would be picked from Zhejiang, Fujian, Xiang and Hui cuisines. 
Xia Yu did not think there was anything before. Every day at the old man's command, he hung the sign on the wall. But now, as a store manager and a chef, he felt that each plate was heavy.
The black ink on the card surface represented a traditional cuisine.
Xia Yu had only mastered a few of them that he was able to handle.
Some of the rest, he was still dabbling in or studying. They were far from being able to make guests pay for the food.
Taking a light breath, Xia Yu's eyes flashed. A trace of perseverance appeared in his eyes. He decided to reduce the twelve dishes a day to six.
Two cuisines, three dishes per cuisine.
After reduction, the pressure on his shoulder suddenly lowered.
The old man could choose a plate to hang up as he wanted and let the guests order, but Xia Yu's cooking skills were too shallow. He could only select the dishes he was good at and arrange them on the counter.
He still had some dishes that he was thinking about mastering and getting a 60-point pass evaluation from the system.
Finally, it was the dishes for learning.
He intended to arrange the daily menu for the next week in advance.
But before arranging the menu, Xia Yu realized that he had overlooked a very important issue.
Who supplied the ingredients?
The menu was based on the abundant ingredients of the day.
"Ah…"
He could not help rubbing his hair. Xia Yu was a little irritable. The old man left too hurriedly and did not say anything.
The most important thing was, where was the money? Did he use his head to buy ingredients?
His forehead showed green veins. Xia Yu took out his mobile phone to make a call. It was still a busy tone. His expression was a bit blank... Hey, did that old guy really board or switch off his phone?
Knock, knock!
Someone suddenly knocked on the door of the restaurant. Xia Yu woke up in cold sweat. He abandoned his cranky thoughts and went from the back kitchen to the front desk.
"Mr. Shinhara?"
Xia Yu was stunned to see a smiling middle-aged man dressed in a black-grey coat, a high hat and a pair of brown leather gloves. He was dressed as a classical British detective.
"We meet again, young man."
Shinhara took off his hat and sat in front of the counter.
He conveniently placed a metal suitcase on the table. Xia Yu noticed that the surface of the suitcase was engraved with three conspicuous silver letters:
IGO!
His brain memory seemed to be stimulated by these three familiar letters. Xia Yu could not remember the meaning of the letters. He could only look at the middle-aged man with strange eyes. "Mr. Shinhara, are you here for dinner or..."
"I'm sending you something."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the wave of Shinhara.
The detective-dressed man with a thoughtful smile on his lips pointed to the metal suitcase on the counter. "This is what your grandfather asked me for. Open it up and have a look."


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

She glanced at him: "We only sat together for a chat. It's not as if we did anything beyond touching hands. Do you have to be so rude to him?" 
The man did not respond to her. He approached the security officer in the parking lot to receive his keys, coldly asking, "Where's the car parked?"
The security officer answered politely, "Sir, your car has been parked on floor B2, on lot number 208." 
Ji Nuan turned to look at Xiao Hu, who had also followed them out. Although Xiao Hu was unclear on the situation, he kept feeling that he couldn't even protect himself right now. He did not speak, and the moment he met Ji Nuan's gaze, he quickly turned his head away. He caught up to Mo Jingshen's pace and called out to him, "CEO Mo…"
When they finally sat in the car, Mo Jingshen sat in the back. He did not pay attention to Ji Nuan or look her in the eye even after she climbed in. 
He lowered his head to scan through a few documents placed on the backseat; his expression was still poor and ugly. 
Since he wasn't speaking, Ji Nuan did not speak either. The man flipped through the documents with his thin, long fingers. He acted as though she was not present. 
Xiao Hu checked the time as he drove. He then gathered up his courage to disturb the overly silent atmosphere in the car. "CEO Mo, this morning's meeting ended quite early. Would you like to continue with your late afternoon schedule? Or should we return to the hotel? It's already past 12:00 p.m. Both CEO Ji and you have yet to have lunch. Should we find a suitable place to eat something first?"
"Sure," Ji Nuan immediately agreed. Coincidentally, she was also hungry. 
The man indifferently glanced at the way she appeared to brighten at the thought of eating and answered coldly, "Anything." 
Since he was finally willing to speak, Ji Nuan turned to glance at him. "Chinese food or western food?"
Mo Jingshen saw that she was acting open, as though nothing had happened. His gaze turned cold and he did not respond. 
Ji Nuan was perceptive and glanced away. She did not look at him again as she made the decision for them. "We've been having Chinese food for the past few days, yet we haven't encountered any particularly good restaurants. Let's have western food today." 
Xiao Hu saw that CEO Mo did not speak and continued driving. He searched their surroundings for a suitable western restaurant. 
After arriving at the restaurant, Ji Nuan handed the menu to them to order. Mo Jingshen tossed it to Xiao Hu and told him to order. 
Xiao Hu continued trembling. "Um, CEO Mo, although I understand your tastes, I don't know much about CEO Ji's. Why don't the both of you order?"
Ji Nuan had no plans of ordering. She was fine with eating whatever. She tossed Xiao Hu a look and indicated for him to hand the menu to Mo Jingshen. 
Mo Jingshen also had no plans of receiving the menu. 
The man spoke, as though his words did not hold deep meaning, "Order whatever you like. Right now, I don't even understand your tastes and foresight in picking men, how could I possibly know what you like to eat." 
Ji Nuan: "…"
What did he mean? Was he saying that her attitude to Mr. Vinse was better, and mocking that her tastes and foresight in picking men were poor? 
Xiao Hu: "…"
Was CEO Mo jealous?
"We sat closely because the seats were pre-arranged. In recent years, Mr. Vinse has been taking care of me. There's nothing unsuitable with chatting more with him. Furthermore, Mr. Vinse has been chasing me for three years, and we're both mature adults. Nothing has ever happened between the two of us, and we only touched hands for a moment to speak. Do I seem like such a frivolous person?"
Mo Jingshen silently glanced at her; his gaze was cool.
Xiao Hu had already stood up slowly. He felt that it wasn't suitable for him to listen to their conversation, and quietly whispered, "I'll head to the restroom…"
The moment he was done speaking, he sped away as though the soles of his shoes were brushed with oil.
The waiter by the side felt awkward and asked politely, "Miss, what would you like to order?"
Typically, under such a circumstance, men would give into women. Thus, it was common practice to directly ask the lady.
Ji Nuan glanced at the menu. She did not wish to take up too much of the waiter's time and randomly ordered a few items. Afterward, the waiter politely took the menus with him and left. 
Ji Nuan lowered her head to look at her phone.
Since he wasn't speaking, she wouldn't take the initiative to say anything. 
Anyway, she had rarely seen Mo Jingshen angry. Even when they were attached by the hips, she had never known how to coax him when he was genuinely angered. Furthermore, she also had no desire to coax him now. 
He could be angry if he wished to be. She was too lazy to pay him any attention.
In the past three years, she had always maintained the attitude of a friend while interacting with Mr. Vinse. She had never agreed to, nor was she ever intimate with him. She had stuck firmly by her own principles.
Nonetheless, it was true that Mr. Vinse had helped her on countless occasions. The care he had shown her could not be denied. Mo Jingshen, on the other, was completely absent in her life. He had let her be as she pleased. Even if he had no choice but to let go, and to let her venture, so that her life could return to its original trajectory. 
No matter how strong she was, she would never have made it here today without the support of her friends. She held gratitude for every one of them, and it was impossible for her to maintain a cold attitude toward Mr. Vinse.
She felt that there was nothing wrong with being concerned for Mr. Vinse's health. If Xia Tian had been feeling unwell, she would have been even more direct and forcefully brought her to the hospital. 
Couldn't there be concern among friends?
When Xiao Hu came out of the restroom, he scanned the table from afar and saw that the cold war seemed to be persisting. 
He hesitated for a long moment before returning. He kept his own presence to a minimum and did not dare admit that he had arranged Ji Nuan's seat to be with BGY's general manager. He had good intentions when he helped Ji Nuan find a seat with her business partner, but who would have thought he would stir up such trouble. 
Seeing Xiao Hu's return, Ji Nuan abruptly stood up. "I'll head to the restroom as well."
Xiao Hu coughed. Under such an atmosphere, fleeing to the restroom was indeed the best option. 
He quickly pointed to the restroom. "The female's toilet is on that side. It should be on the second floor. The male's toilet is on the first floor."
Ji Nuan nodded. She picked up her bag and phone and turned to leave.
Less than a minute after she left, Mo Jingshen stood up as well. Xiao Hu's eyelids twitched but he did not dare to speak up. He secretly peeked at CEO Mo and noticed that he had left in the same direction. 
CEO Mo must have heard the words he spoke to Ji Nuan earlier. However, Xiao Hu watched as his family's CEO Boss stepped past the male restroom and headed up the staircase. 
Eh?


Having been reborn, she takes one glance at her ridiculously handsome husband and wonders if she had suffered from brain damage back then—she had actually demanded for a divorce with him. Repeatedly! 

In her previous life, she had been deceived by her relatives who eventually led her to her tragic death. With this second chance at life, she vows to cozy up to her husband both literally and figuratively to destroy all her enemies and to take down the women who hid behind their scheming, innocent facades. She would be in control of her own happiness!

This is a sweet, doting love story featuring an intelligent female lead and a perfect male lead who's good at turning her knobs.

In the underground cave, at the end of the middle tunnel, Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul were finally back to the stone door. They took out a stone slab each and placed the slabs into the middle of the stone wall. The bagua was completed. The seams matched. At the same time, the Yin and Yang stone slabs glowed and turned on its own in the middle of the wall. Several seconds later, peddles and dust eased from the top of the door. Then came the sound of rocks grinding on each other. The door slowly rose to reveal the sight behind it.
Behind the stone door was no longer a cave but a rectangular stone room. There was even light source inside the room. Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul looked around from outside the door. There was nothing living like a monster inside, and there was no visible trap. Therefore, the two entered the stone room. The roof of the room was about five meters tall and uneven. There were many flowing substances embedded in the crevices. They did not look alive, nor did they look like high class items like the legendary Ye Ming Pearl. Instead, they looked more like the blue mineral from Starcraft but slightly brighter. There was another door at the opposite end of the room, but there was a valve-like mechanism next to the door. It was probably used to open the door.
"By the way… are you feeling a bit cold?" Xiao Tan looked toward Laughing Soul. When they were rushing, Laughing Soul had told Xiao Tan to walk ahead of her. Inside the tunnel, they had relied on the miner's hat and flashlight for light source, and they could not see far. Now that they had reached a more brightly-lit place, Xiao Tan got a good look of Laughing Soul's face. He saw the shivering shoulders and soon noticed a problem.
"It's fine… Achoo!"
When Laughing Soul was talking to Xiao Tan, her head was titled upward. Since her eyes met the light, as she sneezed, her head moved forward, and her saliva landed entirely on Xiao Tan's face. Xiao Tan wiped his face. "Take care of your body."
"Hmm… How come you came away from the ordeal so fine?" Laughing Soul held her hand over her nose and mouth. She sucked in a deep breath before saying, "You went underwater as well… Is it true that idiots don't get cold?"
"As a doctor, I have to veto that falsehood that has no basis in medical knowledge at all," Xiao Tan replied. The next second, he leaned forward. "And secondly…"
Xiao Tan leaned closer to Laughing Soul and looked closely into the latter's eyes.
"What are you doing?" Laughing Soul instinctively shrunk her neck back as a small blush rose to her checks.
"Hmm… Your pupils have no sign of expanding," Xiao Tan commented while looking into her eyes. "This means that the situation is not that serious. Your body temperature should be above thirty-three degrees…"
As he put his thoughts into words, he said, "Even though you look slightly pale now and your lips are a little bit purplish in color, we have been walking for some time, and that is good enough exercise. Your temperature should be back on the rise… It is probably because of your wet clothes."
Laughing Soul narrowed her eyes and said with a pointed tone, "You… take three steps back and maintain a meter distance from me."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Tan was confused, but he still obeyed the order.
"When I just got out from the pool, there was indeed the freezing status on the menu. It has influence on my Stamina Points and movement speed, but the status is now gone. What's left is a small sense of discomfort." Laughing Soul took a long sigh. "Doctor, we're playing a game. If there's something wrong with me, it is viewable from the menu. I don't need you to apply the four ways of diagnosis on me."
"Only Chinese medicine practitioners use four ways of diagnosis. I am…"
"Don't interrupt! I am not done."
"Oh…"
"From now on, under normal circumstances, you are not allowed to be within one meter of me, and you are definitely forbidden from doing any sudden movement that moves you closer to me like leaning your face over," Laughing Soul said in a warning tone. "Do you understand?"
"Er…" Xiao Tan was baffled for several seconds before nodding. "Sure, I can do that…"
"Ok, I am now done."
Xiao Tan did not say anything else. He only shrugged wordlessly and turned around to head to the other end of the stone room. On this side of the wall, there were spiderweb-like cracks.
The cracks were even, looking somewhat like a sieve. Xiao Tan thought that this might be another system item. So, he reached out his hand to touch it to see if he could trigger anything. But just as he walked a step toward it, the wall started to shake. The cracks on the wall started to move toward the center like a wave. Several seconds later, a stone person in white walked out from the wall.
The stone person had a rectangular face, with phoenix eyes and brows like burning flames. He had a large nose, wide lips, and a bushy beard. His hair was worn in an ancient Chinese style. Of course, these were all carved in stone. Even their color was white. The pupils of the stone person moved. He looked at Xiao Tan and then at Laughing Soul. Then he spoke, although it was unclear whether he possessed a throat and voice cord or not…
"Which book do you want?" the stone asked.
"Which book?" Xiao Tan repeated. He had no idea how to answer. Instantly, he turned around to toss an inquisitive gaze to Laughing Soul. Laughing Soul walked to stand beside Xiao Tan. She aimed the rifle that she had taken out several seconds ago at the stone and asked, "How many books do you have?"
"Three books," the stone replied.
"What are the three books?" Laughing Soul asked. In terms of speaking tactics with NPC, even though she was not as good as Brother Jue, she had her own ways of getting information.
"Why are the people these days so foolish?" the stone replied. "Even since Pangu opened the sky and Nuwa created humans… there are fourteen books of supreme power in the human worlds. But you humans' talents have weakened generation by generation, and now you only have three choices to pick from. These are the kung fu techniques that you have the ability to practice.
"These are the three books… the Mantra of Heaven and Earth Inversion, Tri-Flower Capitulum Focus, and the Shapeless and Formless Law."
"Erm…" Xiao Tan was baffled. "You plan to give us such powerful items?"
"Do you not want them?" the stone asked.
"Can we have all three of them?" Laughing Soul followed up.
"No." The stone denied her request outright. "Oh, the person who came last time chose the Shapeless and Formless Law, so you have only two choices left."
"How many person came last time?" Laughing Soul asked.
"One."
"But there are two of us," Laughing Soul argued.
"Hmm… Back then, the master only told me that one person can take one book. There was no more. He never did say what to do if there are two people…" The stone seemed to hesitate
"I don't know him." Laughing Soul pointed at Xiao Tan.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan was baffled again.
Laughing Soul grinned wickedly. "Stony, give me Tri-Flower Capitulum Focus."
The stone did not waste time arguing. With a white light, a paper-made book appeared in Laughing Soul's grasp.
"Oh…" Xiao Tan understood the girl's plan now. He walked one step forward. "Yes, I don't know her. Give me the Mantra of Heaven and Earth Inversion."


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


Before Xertor could do anything, a sudden gust of wind blew past; slightly brushing his short black hair. A shocked expression appeared on his face and he mumbled, "Wind?" He was shocked because he never thought that he would ever experience – wind, in a video game; even if it was in virtual reality.
"I knew there would be a sense of pain in this game since I saw it in the manual that I skimmed through earlier, but I never expected that I would have other senses as well!" he thought - shocked. 
Xertor lowered his eyes to the ground and thought, "It was stupid of me to assume that there weren't any senses besides pain in this game, but it was normal for me to assume so, as recently Chinese game developers tended to disappoint more with each release of an MMORPG game." He sighed and shook his head as he remembered MMORPG titles released prior to Lost Origins Online.
He smiled and thought, "Well since this game was the product of not only of China but also other countries it might not become a disappointment filled with cash shops and P2W (pay-to-win) mechanics. I certainly hope that the economy of the game will be entirely handled by players," Xertor sighed.
Xertor squatted down and with his hand touched the grass and smiled. "This grass really feels like real grass. The sense of touch, sense of temperature and the sense of wind hitting my face and blowing past my hair, they all exist in this world," he thought. 
Xertor couldn't help but smile widely. "This is so cool! No, not just cool! he shook his head and thought, "This is the wet dream of every RPG lover!" He shouted out, "It makes me feel so excited! This is amazing!"
He raised his head and looked into the sky. He saw the sun in the blue cloudless sky and his eyes squinted in response; he burst into sudden laughter, "Amazing! Amazing! Even my eyes got irritated by the direct sunlight!" he shouted out.
"Are you okay?" a sudden voice said.
Xertor closed his mouth and then realised that he had been shouting out into the air without a care, his face blushed slightly. He took a deep breath and turned his head towards the source of the voice. He saw a youth of the same age as him. 
The youth had brown short hair, green eyes and was thin. He wore a linen shirt and linen pants. Looking at this youth; above his head, Xertor saw the youth's name, level, health and mana.
<Raiku, Level 0, Health: 150/150, Mana: 150/150>
"Why do you ask?" Xertor asked as casually as he was able to, but even though he tried, a light blush was still visible on his handsome face.
"You were shouting out just moments ago, are you sure you are okay?" he asked with concern in his voice.
Xertor nodded, "I am alright, I just got a little too excited, that's all."
"I see," Raiku smiled, "This world is really amazing, a world to be excited about and your reaction was not that strange. I feel that if you weren't shouting then I would have been," he lightly laughed.
Xertor smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
Raiku smiled back and extended his hand, "My name is Raiku."
Xertor tilted his head. "You can see my name and I can see yours, why are you introducing yourself?" he asked confused.
Raiku didn't pull back his hand. "You are right but the world is so life-like that it just feels natural to act like you would in the real world don't you think? So don't leave me hanging alright?"
Xertor nodded, he extended his hand and clasped Raiku's hand. "My name is Xertor."
"Nice to meet you, Xertor," he paused for a moment, "Hey Xertor, let's add each other to the friend's list." 
"I don't mind," Xertor shrugged his shoulders.
"Cool!" Raiku said.
"If I remember correctly, first I have to extend my hand, turn my palm so it faces up and then swipe up," Xertor recalled and did just that, he extended his hand, turned his palm so it faced up and swiped up. After he completed this action, a list of options appeared and one of these options was <Friends List>.
Xertor tapped the button and a new window opened up. It was an empty window with search option at the top and one button at the bottom - <Add Friend>. He tapped the button and a new window opened up. This window was split into three parts. The top part had an input field and took up 20% of the entire window. The middle part had a keyboard and took up 70% of the space. The bottom part had a button - <Confirm> and used up the remaining 10%.
Xertor quickly typed in the name and tapped the button - <Confirm> and a notification sounded.
<Friend Request Has Been Sent>
"To close the menu entirely, I just have to clench my fist and swipe down," he remembered as he done the action. When he closed the menu he saw Raiku standing in a single place moving his hand through the air. Xertor blinked his eyes, "I don't see his menu?" he thought, "So the menu can only be seen by the one that summoned it."
A moment passed and a notification message sounded.
<Player: Raiku has become your friend!>
Raiku clenched his fist and swiped down then he looked at Xertor, "It seems you beat me to it." 
"Beat you to what?"
Raiku shook his head, "If you didn't understand it then no matter, so Xertor do you want to level together?"
Xertor shook his head, "No, as a general rule in MMORPG's I don't group with people to quest. I only form groups for dungeons, raids, battlegrounds and other activities that require me to form a group."
Raiku nodded, "I see." He sighed, "Then we will part ways here."
"Alright, Raiku."
"See you, Xertor!" 
Xertor moved his eyes away from Raiku and summoned the menu by pointing his palm up and swiping up. After the menu appeared he selected <Character> and a window appeared with all Xertor's information.
<Name: Xertor, Race: Human, Class: Fighter, Level: 0, Active Class>
<Health: 250, Mana: 50>
<Strength: 1, Dexterity: 6, Intellect: 1, Vitality: 4, Spirit: 2, Luck: 2>
<Skills>
<Light Punch, Range: Melee, Casting Time: Instant, Cooldown: 3 Seconds, Mana Cost: 10, Damages Target For Weapon Damage +70% Of Dexterity>
<Block, Range: None, Casting Time: Instant, Cooldown 10 seconds, Mana Cost: 20, Blocks The Next Attack Within 3 Seconds>
<Name: Xertor, Race: Human, Class: Blood Mage, Level: 0, Inactive Class>
<Health: 200, Mana: 400>
<Strength: 1, Dexterity: 1, Intellect: 9, Vitality: 3, Spirit: 1, Luck: 1>
<Skills>
<Blood Bolt, Range: 20 Yards, Casting Time: 2 Seconds, Cooldown: 1 Second, Mana Cost: 50, Damages Target For Weapon Damage + 80% Of Intellect>
<Blood Tap, Range: None, Casting Time: Instant, Cooldown 10 seconds, Health Cost: 20%, Converts 20% Health To 20% Mana and increases the damage of your next ability by 50%>
Xertor nodded his head once he looked over both the stats and the abilities of his two classes, he thought, "Both classes seem good, I wonder are all the classes like that?" He closed the <Character> window by using the same motion for closing. He then once again opened the menu and opened the equipment window. Inside he saw his equipped items.
<Quality: Trash Grade, Linen Shirt >
<Quality: Trash Grade, Linen Pants>
<Quality: Trash Grade, Linen Wraps, Dual Wield Fist Weapon, Damage 1-3>
"I have equipment for <Fighter> class but what about <Blood Mage>?" he thought. Xertor swiped down with his clenched fist and then swiped up with his palm facing up. The equipment window closed and the menu opened, from the menu Xertor tapped on <Inventory>.
A new window opened but in this new window, he didn't see a single item. Xertor scratched his head and thought, "Well it doesn't matter, the weapon would have been only been 1-3 damage even if I had one."
Xertor clenched his fist and swiped down, the <Inventory> closed and he looked around; he saw players walking around him, but he didn't see Raiku. "He must have left," Xertor thought, "I should begin playing the game as well!"

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Xing Yu graduated from high school at the age of 19 and now is at a crossroad where he has to choose the life he will take.
His mother wants him to attend a university and get a commendable job but Xing Yu's attention is elsewhere - he wishes to play the newest VRMMO - Lost Origins Online.
Join Xing Yu as he dives into both worlds and conquers them.

The fight ended without any injuries except the destroyed barren land which was filled with molten magma and other chemicals that was created, Tohru pouted as Elma gave her the look of a elder sister who wants to reprimand a younger sister. Ye Han forced them to make up as they reluctantly hug each other, in the end they left the market after a few hours of buying discounted items. Elma felt conflicted in picking discounted items such as toothpaste with orange flavor and other one is watermelon flavor, she really couldn't decide while Tohru just picked the Strawberry one cause that is Kobayashi's favorite toothpaste to use.

Ye Han asked Elma to bring back their grocery as he go check on Baki, Baki was really beginning to understand the simplified version of Hokuto Shinken which made success on breaking a thicker wooden board, he was so proud that he invited Ye Han for lunch. Though he lives in a vandalize place, his mother still gives him pocket money. So they went to Baki's favorite place to eat which was a chinese restaurant that served big foods, The old man in the kitchen shouted with happy expression.

"Baki, My Boy! Its good to see you!"
"Its good to see you too gramps, I have the usual! Also this is my master, Mr. Han."
"Oooh, Nice to meet you Baki's Master."
"Nice to meet you too."
Baki showed Ye Han the menu which shown a lot of Chinese delicacy but the only difference is they have an XXL size in every dishes, Ye Han ordered the Dumpling Supreme which was a 8 pieces and they were the size of a adult hand. He also ordered shrimp fried rice XXL size and water, the old man just shouted as he cook Baki's usual dishes.

"Wait for 15 minutes!"
While they were waiting, Ye Han talk about the theories behind the Hokuto Shinken. Since Baki has only learned the icing of the cake, he needed to understand and feel the experience of the pain that would happen if he was hit by it. This is also to help him undo the damage, should he fight someone who focus on attacking pressure points. After 15 minutes, their giant meal was ready. Baki was drooling while Ye Han took a sip of the water before beginning to eat, the old man was surprise to see another monster eater who can finish a giant meal. He have only seen Baki and Sumo people who entered his restaurant for the giant size meals, Ye Han felt the taste of the shrimp fried rice and dumpling was above average which could contend to a Michelin star chef. Never the less it was a delicious meal which would make Ye Han come with his family, the old man sneezes as he felt his back colder than usual. He didn't know that soon his food storage would ran out in just a day.

Baki paid for their meal and said goodbye to the old man, Ye Han yawned as he felt his laziness acting up. Baki and Ye Han walk  back to his restaurant, but suddenly Baki bumped into a wall. Baki rub his nose as he looks up and saw a scarred face man who was wearing a white suit with light purple long sleeve. Kaoru Hanayama looks down and asked 

"Are you Hanma Baki?"
"Yes, why?"
"I'm here to fight you!"
"Okie, lets go to playground for a better surrounding. Is that good to you?"
Kaoru nodded as he let Baki lead the way, a week ago Hanma Yujiro was asked by the loyal servant of Baki's Mom to fight Baki, he initially rejected but then he heard the Baki was the Son of the Red Ogre who beat him with one punch. So in this fight, Kaoru expected a lot since he could feel the fighting aura of Baki which made him feel excited. But Baki just thought maybe this man is a challenger like the people who challenges me, Ye Han was curious of Kaoru's strength since he only seen his fight on TV so he was also interested in this fight. They arrived in the empty playground where Baki and Kaoru was one meter away from each other. Ye Han was in the middle as he said 

"All right, The first person to surrender or faint is the loser! now FIGHT!"
Baki made his stances as Kaoru immediately rushed towards him and gave him a punch, Baki carefully dodge it as he used one of his hands to hit Kaoru's arm pressure point. Which made Kaoru retreat as he tries to feel his arm, it was numb but still usable, Baki's pressure point hit focus on the penetration as it immediately hit Kaoru's pressure point. it only took a few seconds before Kaoru began to use his plan, he continued on his attack as he used his leg to kick Baki in the abdomen. Baki was shorter than Kaoruo so he had to use both of his hands to block the kick which pushed him a few meters away, Baki wasn't wearing any weights as today was somewhat a free day for both of them. 

Baki felt his hands throb, but this made his blood boil even more as he initiated the 3rd attack. He didn't say "ATA!TA!TA!TA!TA!" as he pushed his feet onto the ground and appeared in front of Kaoru, he simply attack like a sub machine gun and hits Kaoru in the stomach. Even though he didn't  shouted like Kenshiro, Ye Han imagination made him imagine Baki shouting "ATA!ATA!ATA!". Kaoru felt his stomach getting hit hard, but he didn't let Baki continue his attack as he slap him with the back of his fist. Baki tried to dodge, but his momentum made it impossible. Baki flew away like a balloon deflating and hit the sandbox, he felt dizzy as he rub his head but this didn't stop him from standing up. Kaoru ran towards him and tried to punch Baki in the head.

Baki bit his tongue as he felt the pain, he avoided Kaoru's attack as he continued to punch Kaoru's stomach with his fist, every hit focuses on the pressure point of the stomach. Kaoru felt the pain and the numbing effect but he also gave out a few punch which made Baki's head swollen, in the end after 5 minutes of punching each other. They both fell down as Ye Han called for the ambulance, Ye Han was satisfied on Baki's fighting growth on the other hand he was surprise that Kaoru could ignore the numbing effect of a simplified Hokuto Shinken. But then again Baki's understanding was just the basic, so Baki still has a lot to learn.

Our Lazy 17 years old MC "Ye Han" died of a heart attack. Luckily while he was being judged by God. God decided to give him a chance to reincarnate to another world with 7 wishes 

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General Information
Name: Yuki
Race: Archdemon
Class: Demon Lord
Level: 1
HP: 2100/2100
MP: 6700/6700
Strength: 651
Stamina: 685
Agility: 550
Magic: 897
Dexterity: 1250
Luck: 70
Skill Points: 5

Unique Skills
Magic Eye
Translation

Skills
Item Box
Analyze Lv. 1

Titles
Demon Lord from Another World

DP: 1000

***

I blinked a few times in surprise as I continued looking over my status page. I'd apparently not only lost my humanity, but also became a Demon Lord. Confusion coursed through my mind, but only for a moment. The w*kipedia-like database implanted in my head promptly answered all my concerns and informed me that a Demon Lord was in fact not an evil ruler that propagated a doctrine of violence and conquest, but rather just a term used to describe an individual in charge of a dungeon. For all intents and purposes, demon lord and dungeon master were synonymous.

My name was Yuki. It was basically the exact same as the name I used to have prior to my death, save for the fact that it was written in katakana as opposed to kanji. [1] The loss of the kanji that denoted my first name made it feel even more girly than it already had. [2] That said, my first name was faring better than my last name, which'd flat out been deleted.

I didn't really have anything to compare my stats to, so I couldn't really gauge how good they were. But in any case, my luck looked ridiculously low, which did make sense given the accidental nature of my death. What I couldn't make sense of was my dexterity. I didn't ever do anything that required me to develop precision or finesse. I was never into the arts.

After I was done checking out my stats, I moved on and started examining my skills. I swiped my finger across each item in turn in order to get a better grasp of my own abilities.

Of the four I had, three were pretty intuitive given their names. Analyze allowed me to inspect something and determine its stats. Leveling it up would increase the level of detail displayed. Item Box allowed me to store items in a dimensional rift whose size was relative to my max MP. Translation allowed me to remain both conversational and literate even though I'd been whisked away to another world. My last and least intuitive skill, magic eye, was innate to my race. Apparently, it allowed me to see magical power. I couldn't actually tell whether or not it was of any use. As far as I was concerned, magic was still pretty much a foreign concept.

Each skill had a level associated with it, ranging from one to ten. Skill points could be used to bolster skill levels, with higher leveled skills requiring more points.

The second last part of my status page was a section containing titles. At the moment, I had just one, Demon Lord from Another World. It's description read as follows: A title granted to an individual originating from outside this world. Those that bear this title will automatically obtain the translation skill.

"I guess that doubles down and confirms that this really is another world…" I muttered.

I was done looking through my stat page, so I dismissed it and tapped the DP Catalogue button. The menu switched to another screen, one displaying a list of items. Each was accompanied by a number, their cost in DP. The list contained all the typical things you'd expect to see in a fantasy-based JRPG: swords, shields, staves, armour, and the whole shebang. But that wasn't all. It also contained a wide variety of non-fantastical items. I could choose to purchase cups, toothbrushes, food, and all my other everyday necessities as well. There were even consoles and games, but their prices were exorbitant and way beyond what I could afford.

The DP Catalogue, as a whole, seemed really convenient. It looked like my purchases would get delivered to me the moment I made the exchange.

Browsing the catalogue kind of reminds me of online shopping. The whole system feels kinda out of place given the fantasy-esque setting, but hey, it's convenient, so I'm not complaining.

All in all, it seemed like there were two different types of items. There were the items from this world, which, in general, tended to be less expensive, and the items from my world, which were precisely the opposite. It was almost as if the latter group of items were only present and purchasable because I knew they existed. They seemed too inconsistent and out of place to be there for any other reason.

The third function I checked was the gacha function. It seemed that I could choose between four different gachas, with their prices being: 100 DP, 1000 DP, 10000DP, and 100000 DP respectively. There didn't seem to be a list of prizes anywhere. I'd have to go in blind if I wanted to try my luck.

The final menu button, the "Dungeon" button, took me to a page that had a ton of options pertaining to the dungeon's core functions. It allowed me to add to the number of floors, increase the size of the dungeon's domain, summon monsters, and much more. There was far too much information for me to take it all in at once, so I decided to refrain from checking out the details for the time being.

It seemed that the dungeon itself was a living thing, a species of organism often born in places with a high concentration of magical particles. Like many other organisms, dungeons were born weak and frail. They were incredible easy to destroy early on in their infancy.

Humans were particularly well known for their dungeon-crushing antics. Their attacks were heavily driven by greed. Or at least what I assumed to be greed. The dungeon's core, the rainbow-like orb that served as its heart, looked like it could fetch a pretty penny on the market.

Unfortunately, humans weren't the only creatures that attacked dungeons. Monsters, members of this world's wildlife, did as well. Dungeon cores were rich in mana, and thus, the monsters' instincts drove them to hunt them.

In other words, dungeons had enemies on all sides.

Everyone and everything was hostile.

And it was for that reason that dungeons summoned demon lords, guardians that could protect them from the harsh environments in which they were born. Dungeons concentrated their magical energies in their demon lords and allowed them to become much more powerful than ever before. In exchange, the demon lords protected the dungeons and bolstered their chances of survival.

It was a picture perfect example of a symbiotic relationship.

Most dungeons obtained their demon lords by drawing in nearby monsters and rebirthing them. My dungeon, however, had been born in an area with an abnormally high concentration of magical particles. It was much more powerful than its peers. It invested nearly all of its energy into summoning a being more suited to the role: me. It'd selected me even though I'd already died in another world and become nothing more than just a soul.

Wait, that means the dungeon thinks that I'm much more suited to being a demon lord than all the other candidates it came across? The hell!? Makes me think I'm evil incarnate or something. Feels bad man.

My race had been altered because the dungeon believed that I would be able to do my job better as an archdemon. The change had only been made possible by my soul's affinities. I was apparently just innately suited to being an archdemon.

Uh… Alright, let's chalk that up to the fact that I used to play an archdemon in that one MMO I really liked.

 

…

 

Okay, yeah no. That's total bullshit and I know it.

I sighed. I didn't quite feel like contemplating my own moral alignment, so I let my mind wander. The first thing it latched back onto was my stats. To reiterate, I had no idea how powerful I was relative to everything else. The world I'd been reincarnated in was filled with violence. It lacked the peace that my old world had basically bathed in. Monsters roamed the land, fighting and killing for the sake of self preservation. Wars and other armed conflicts were the norm. Surviving was going to be tough if I was too weak.

After another moment's worth of contemplation, I turned my gaze towards the dungeon core.

It and I had become two parts of a whole. It played a heavy hand in maintaining the vessel that functioned as my body. If it were to be destroyed, then I was sure to follow. And because I'd become both the owner and manager of most of its resources, it too would weaken, dwindle away, and die if I were to lose my life.

Neither the dungeon nor I could survive without the other.

It'd become my second heart, and I'd become its second body.

Though I did resent it for summoning me into a world completely filled with barbaric brutality, I was still plenty grateful that it'd given me a second shot at life.

I decided that I would live it out however I wanted, enjoying my days as they passed, that I wouldn't waste the opportunity I'd been granted.

And that, for my own sake, I would protect the dungeon's core.

It'd given me another chance. Defending it was well worth my time.

I let a bit of a smile show up on my face as I used a bit of DP to purchase a mirror. I needed to check myself over so I could evaluate precisely what becoming an archdemon had entailed.

***

[1] Katakana is the Japanese alphabet normally used for when you're just trying to sound out a word. It is seen most commonly when Japanese people try to use foreign words in text. Kanji is Chinese hanzi characters used in a Japanese context. While it's possible to guess some of their pronounciations based off precedent, it's much, much more difficult if not often impossible.

[2] Yuki is typically a girl's name. The old spelling of his name was likely something that had manly kanji in it. Note that Yuki is different from Yuuki, which is typically a boy's name.

Before I realized, I had become the guardian of a dungeon, a Demon Lord. I was suddenly in a dangerous world with giant monsters loitering around, fighting for their existence, so I thought to go about developing the dungeon in order to not die but —- for some reason I was having quite the good time…. How did it turn out like this?

The protagonist, Yuki, having to live in that world now, uses his bold and sharp senses and spends time with a supreme dragon girl and a vampire girl; Sometimes laughing, sometimes being angry, passing days doing what he likes.

"Why? It's not fun to follow a group. " He personally didn't like to follow a group. It wasn't fun at all, and there were restrictions on their travel.
Shui Shui didn't say much. They ate and sat there, waiting for the time to be right before they walked over.
The two of them also embarked on their journey abroad. After boarding the plane, Qian Shuishui put on an eye mask and took a test to rest.
Qian Zhian looked around. "Sis, this first-class cabin isn't cheap, right? "
"En, you and I are going to sleep. " Shui Shui entered a state of sleep.
Qian Zhian didn't feel sleepy at all. He turned on the flying mode of his electronic devices. After they took off, he began to watch movies. When he was tired, he would rest. Fortunately, they were in first-class, which was much more comfortable than the economy class. It was his first time going abroad. Although it felt strange today, he felt a little scared after getting on the plane because he didn't know how to speak these kinds of words when facing foreigners. "I don't understand French even more. "
He turned his head and saw that his sister had already fallen asleep. Well, she was too good at sleeping. He started to sleep as soon as he boarded the plane. He looked to the side in boredom. The other first-class seats were also full, and there were people all around. He continued to watch videos out of boredom. There were limited videos here, and some he didn't like, so he leaned to the side and fell asleep. It was a flight of more than ten hours, and a few hours passed as soon as he slept. However, when he slept enough, he also woke up. The plane provided food and drinks, and the taste wasn't very good. However, when he was hungry, he casually ate some.
Qian Zhian was bored on the day shift. Oh my God, there were still a few hours left. It was too long, and his butt was aching from sitting. "Sis, next time, let's travel to a closer place. It feels too far. It's too much for a plane ride. "
"En, it's rare to come out, and this place is also very beautiful. " She smiled faintly. She came here to discuss business. Although it wasn't a big deal, it was still her own business path. Whether or not it could be successful would be decided after they met. She dared to say that her small design and internal structure were unique. If she sold it to them, they could still apply for a patent. In fact, they still earned money.
It was already afternoon when they arrived at the airport of the French capital. They left the airport. Shui Shui and Qian Zhian hailed a taxi. Shui Shui got in the car and directly said the hotel's name.
"K.... "
The driver smiled foolishly and was still speaking French.
Shui Shui knew the basic French. She also started to chat with the other party. "recently, there are more tourists. which place has the most people? "
"Ah? You speak French? " The driver asked in surprise.
"A little. I had a friend who was French before. He taught me some French, so I can only communicate with you normally. I can't go deeper. " Although she could only communicate normally with that French friend, her accent was very pure.
"But I think your accent is very pure and very good. Recently, there have been a lot of tourists, but most of them came with a group, " he said "But there are more tourists and more business at night. In fact, it's still a bit unsafe at night. It's best for girls not to go out alone. It's not very safe recently. It seems that there are more people active at night. I wish you a pleasant journey. "
"thank you. We'll pay attention. " Shui Shui nodded.
Qian Zhian was dumbfounded. "Sis, you're speaking French? Impressive. "
"There's nothing impressive about it. I know a little basic language, so I can't have a deep conversation. " She knew her level.
"that's still impressive. " Qian Zhian was shocked. His sister seemed to know a lot of things, and she could speak French easily. It felt like it was quite interesting to travel to France. At least they didn't know nothing, and they wouldn't be fooled by others. One had to know that if they didn't speak French, no one would be able to understand English here.
The driver sent them to the hotel. Shui Shui Shui and Qian Zhian walked over. Shui Shui Shui took out her ID card and said something at the front desk.
Qian Zhian didn't understand a single word.
The other party and Shui Shui talked a lot. It took them half an hour to get a room card.
The two rooms were adjacent. They were both single rooms on the 17th floor.
Qian Zhian looked around. "This hotel shouldn't be cheap. SIS, do you want to stay here for six days? "
"Yeah, alright. Let's go unpack first and then eat something. " She was a little hungry. Moreover, she was really tired after flying for such a long time.
She looked at the map on her phone and looked around. This hotel was next to the city center. There should be a lot of delicious food around.
The two of them put down their food and left the hotel together. Qian Zhian pulled Shui Shui and said, "SIS, it's French cuisine, right? I haven't had authentic food before. "
"But it's going to take a long time. " There was a lot of food, but after they finished eating, they usually didn't feel full.
This was a big city after all. If they were hungry at night, they could go to other restaurants. "Sure, let's go look for it. "
Shui Shui wasn't familiar with this place. They searched for the restaurant along the way.
On the way, they could also hear people speaking Chinese. There were really a lot of tourists in their country.
Shui Shui looked at a retro shop, but when she walked in, it was so elegant and had an ancient European style. Shui Shui looked around. "How about this one? "
"Sure, let's go. " Qian Zhian pulled Shui Shui Shui in anxiously.
A waiter came forward. All of them had blonde hair and blue eyes. When they saw that they had Asian skin color, they spoke in English. "May I ask if we can serve you? "
"The two of US would like to try the local authentic French cuisine. I don't know if our shop mainly makes traditional cuisine. " Shui Shui also had to ask clearly because some of the shops looked retro and did not make traditional food.
"Of course, our restaurant is authentic French cuisine. You can try it. " The other party smiled faintly. His service attitude was very good.
"Okay. " Shui Shui was also prepared to stay.
The waiter brought them to a seat and sat down. Next to them was a large dining table for six people.
Qian Zhian looked at the menu and his expression changed. "Sis, I don't understand. "
"En, then can I help you order? ''ShuiiShuii asked back.
"Okay, you can help me order. " Qian Zhian felt very conflicted. Moreover, these pictures did not say which one they corresponded to.
They looked at the menu for a while, and six people sat next to them. They were speaking their national language. Qian Zhian looked over and whispered to Shui Shui, "SIS, they can't understand the menu either. "
Shui Shui pushed Qian Zhian's head away. "If they can't understand it, it has nothing to do with us. Don't look at it. It's not very polite. "
"I know. I just glanced at it a few times. " He casually flipped through the menu.
The next table was very troubled. Looking at the menu, they couldn't understand it. Their English wasn't that good. It was rare for them to come out for a meal, so they braced themselves and ordered the dishes.
They ordered the items on the menu. Some of them seemed to have a lot of words, so it should be correct to order.
After they finished ordering, Shui Shui was still looking at the menu. In the end, Shui Shui called the waiter over. Although she could not understand the names of these dishes, she knew what to eat. She had just read the English introduction at the end. This restaurant had a history of more than twenty years Moreover, many of the sauces were made by her own secret. Some of them were in French, so she could not understand them.
"..."she directly said the names of the dishes that she remembered. There might be some differences, so she put the menu aside ...
When the other party heard Shui Shui Shui say the names of the dishes in French, they were a little surprised, but they still maintained a smile. "smoked salmon, do you want pine nuts? "
"Yes. " Shui Shui continued to order.
APPETIZER, main dish, and dessert. After these three main dishes were ordered, the waiter went to place the order.
"Sis, what did you order? ''QiannZhiann could only ask, but after thinking for a while, he said, "forget it,Ii think it's better to have a little surprise.Youu'll know when you see it later. "
"The dishes are very slow. You have to be mentally prepared. " Shui Shui Drank the water that was poured next to her.
"have a drink? " Qian Zhian wants to drink a drink, "drink, juice also can. "
"I ordered it, but it will be served in a while. Let me think. I ordered two cups. One is a blueberry milkshake and the other is watermelon juice. Which one do you want to drink? " Shui Shui basically ordered all of them.
"Hee Hee, milkshake it. " The sister also knew that he liked blueberries.
Ten minutes later, they had drinks and seafood soup on the table.
... . .
The food at the next table was fast, but there were fewer staples, more appetizers, salads and soups. Finally, two servings of beef steak were served, and the waiter said that they were all served.
On the other hand, Shui Shui ordered a few staple foods: SMOKED SALMON, French snail, and Foie Gras, as well as red wine lamb chops. The two of them were siblings, so they naturally didn't mind sharing the food.
Qian Zhian nodded. "It's delicious, but the quantity is a little small. "
"indeed, the quantity of one serving isn't much, but the taste isn't bad. Moreover, this kind of food pays great attention to appearance. Each serving is like a work of art. " She pointed at the food.
"It's very beautiful. " Qian Zhian finally ate the dessert and touched his stomach. "I feel like it's still edible. "
"okay, it's quite troublesome to come here often like this. Eat It once today, and come again another day if you want to. " Shui Shui felt that it was not bad to come here occasionally. Coming here often at this speed, she personally felt that it was a bit time-consuming.
Qian Zhian no longer had any ideas. One experience was good enough.
After they finished eating, they heard the neighbors complaining about how unreasonable the food here was. When the final bill was settled, it was a few hundred yuan. Shui Shui Shui knew what she had ordered, so she would not say that the price was too expensive.
However, the other table started to argue about the price.
"It's too dark. The six of us didn't eat much. We only ate salad and soup, and it was more than 400 euros. This is too much. " They grumbled a lot, but the other party didn't understand them at all. However, they also spoke a few sentences in English, saying that it was too expensive and was a lie.
The waitress explained, but they didn't understand.
The waitress saw Shui Shui and quickly went forward and asked, "can you understand what they are saying? "
"Yes. "
"Then can you help us translate? " They were also conflicted. This was the first time they had encountered such a difficult customer.
Shui Shui looked at the few people from her country and took the initiative to go forward. "Can you show me the list of your food? "
"Okay, okay. You can also judge. Why is it so expensive? " They gave the list to Shui Shui and also wanted Shui Shui to explain.
Shui Shui looked at the list and ordered a high-value red wine. This red wine was the most expensive, and the other things were just so-so.. "You ordered a bottle of red wine. This red wine is of high value. I looked at the other items and found that the food was very reasonable. "
"We didn't know that this red wine was so expensive at the beginning, and they didn't remind us. " These people began to complain.
Shui Shui recalled the menu "There are prices on the menu. When you order, you should be able to see the prices. "I'll remind you in a friendly manner. If you don't want to pay, you might be sued by them, thinking that you're eating for free. Moreover, these Western countries pay a lot of attention to these things. The food is all clearly marked on the price. You're in the wrong. When the time comes, not only will you have to pay for this meal, but you might also have to pay extra money. "
She felt that there was no need to enter the police station for this matter. It was also a shameful matter.
They looked at each other, and in the end, they still gave the money.
The waiter also said to Shui Shui, "thank you very much. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to communicate. "
"It's okay. We had a very happy meal today. " She didn't stay here any longer and pulled Qian Zhian away. After they left, Shui Shui Shui said, "let's go. " "It's very easy to get into trouble when they make trouble without reason. At this time, under normal circumstances, don't stand up recklessly. Just now, because the situation was a little chaotic, it's not good for us to refuse their request. " Shui Shui felt that this kind of thing.. She generally didn't like to get involved.
Moreover, the food in the shop was clearly priced. Moreover, in this geographical location, if they cheated the customers, the shop would probably not be able to continue operating. And there was no benefit in making trouble here.
"I think so too. Moreover, when I looked at the menu just now, the price was marked on it. If you think it's too expensive, you can choose not to eat it. " Qian Zhian also felt that it was very magical He felt that he couldn't hang up his face after making such a fuss just now. If they lost face, it would still affect their image.
Not long after they walked out, they saw an ice cream truck. Qian Zhian stopped to buy ice cream. The six people they met at the French restaurant also walked out. They saw Shui Shui and the others take the initiative to go forward. "thank you for earlier. "
"You're welcome, " Shui Shui said calmly.
"Did you come here to travel with your parents, or did you go to school here? " They began to gossip.
Qian Zhian came back with ice cream and happened to hear what they said. "We're here to travel. "
These people were only in their 30s, but they were very gossipy.
Shui Shui found an excuse. "It's getting late. We should go too. You guys have fun. "
The other party was asking all sorts of questions and still wanted to play with them tomorrow. Shui Shui quickly changed the topic.
"which hotel are you guys at? " They continued to ask.
Shui Shui said directly, "it's nearby. I forgot what it's called. We'll take our leave first. "
The two of them sped up and left. They didn't want to be bothered by these people. Shui Shui Shui and the others didn't know what their motives were, but she didn't like people who acted like they knew each other, especially in foreign places where they were unfamiliar with people.
Qian Zhian also felt annoyed. "Why are they asking so many questions? Besides, we're not familiar with each other. "
"there are many kinds of people. As long as you get rid of them, it's better not to be entangled with them. " She felt that these people were strange, but she tried her best not to interact with them. Also because she was baffled, she was also wary of these people. She didn't say much about them.


She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

After parking the car, Xiao Luo and Zhang Dashan walked into a hot pot restaurant.
"Welcome. Please come in, gentlemen!"
A waitress enthusiastically led the two of them to a window seat on the second floor.
When Zhang Dashan saw that the waitress was a beautiful woman, he became playfully teasing. He raised the pitch of his voice and said excitedly, "Oh, it's you? So you're working here."
The waitress was startled by his bluff and seriously examined Zhang Dashan, thinking, "This person seems to know me."
She carefully asked, "Excuse me, you are?"
"You've forgotten me? I'm crushed. We met recently, and you even called me bro. Remember?"
Zhang Dashan put on a sad face. His expression suddenly went from excitement to joy to dismay.
The waitress was quite embarrassed now, thinking she must have been careless to forget an acquaintance. She went through her memory over and over again, but when she couldn't find any information about the person in front of her, she became even more panicked, "I'm sorry, I ... I've forgotten where I've seen you...."
Zhang Dashan covered his heart and said with a bitter and distressed expression, "How hurtful, I feel hurt. Forget it; just put down the menu. We'll take our time ordering."
"Sorry, but I honestly don't remember where I met you."
The waitress was totally in panic mode. The person in front of her didn't seem to be joking at all, which meant that she must have known him but had forgotten all about it. Oh well.
Zhang Dashan waved his hand dismissively and took a deep breath, "I'm very sad now, and don't want to talk. It's better for you to remember me on your own, it'll come to you, I'm sure.
"Oh..."
The waitress shrugged her shoulders and walked away. She looked back three times for every step she took, struggling to remember just where she had met Zhang Dashan.
Xiao Luo gave Zhang Dashan a thumbs up, "Aren't you the number one actor!"
He made a waitress suspicious of life with just a few words and expressions. What else could this be but the work of the number one actor?
"Number one actor? What balls. This is a technique for picking up girls. Follow and learn more with me in the future," Zhang Dashan preached to Xiao Luo while selecting ingredients on the menu.
Xiao Luo lifted his cup and took a sip of warm tea. He joked, "Don't you usually say things like 'oh, you look so familiar, have we met before?' Why did you change the script?"
"Old friend, it seems that you don't know how to pick up girls at all. Women are very savvy these days. If you ask them where you've met, they can be sure that you're here to pick up girls. They'll ignore you completely. But if you use my method, I can 100% guarantee that the girl will inquire about your information in turn. This is what I have tried on WeChat; it works like a charm." Zhang Dashan threw the menu in front of Xiao Luo so he could pick a few more ingredients for the hot pot.
Xiao Luo couldn't be bothered to prattle with him in this setting. Besides, he wasn't at all interested in learning how to pick up girls.
"Do you know why women want to get married?" asked Zhang Dashan, suddenly lowering his voice.
Xiao Luo glanced at him, "When fate brings the right people together at the right time, they'll naturally get married."
"Wrong," Zhang Dashan slapped the table.
"Why's that wrong?" Xiao Luo asked.
Zhang Dashan said seriously. "It's because marriage has balls."
Has balls?
Hmm? Has.... balls?
Xiao Luo quickly understood and cursed, "F*ck you!"
(Translator note: This pun is based on wordplay. "Balls" here is not an exact or literal translation of the Chinese term. It means "useless" here but is made up of the characters for "bird" and "use." So the literal meaning of Zhang Dashan's statement means "There's a d*ck that can be used in marriage.")
Soon, the hot pot ingredients they ordered filled the entire table. There were few vegetables. It was mostly meat and shellfish, including beef, mutton, pork, shrimp, crab, and more. Zhang Dashan was a meat lover, and so was Xiao Luo. If not for the need to have some vegetables to offset the greasiness, they wouldn't have ordered any at all.
When another waitress carried over the "Mandarin duck pot" and the hotpot base, Xiao Luo was so surprised. "You?"
Zhang Dashan almost sprayed out the beverage he had just drunk," I say, old friend, do you have to be like this? I just used this trick. Even if you want to plagiarize it, wait until you go to another place before trying it."
"But I do know her!" Xiao Luo said very seriously as he narrowed his eyes at him.
"Balls. You just said I was the number one film actor, but you're the motherf*cking real deal."
Zhang Dashan couldn't stand it and decided to rain on Xiao Luo's parade. He raised his head and said to the waitress, "Pretty lady, just ignore him. He's talking nonsense because he wants to pick you up."
But the waitress ignored him. She just stared at Xiao Luo in a daze with her round, wide eyes.
She had chic short hair and was smartly turned out in a red waitress uniform that perfectly accentuated her curvy figure. Her face was oval, and her eyes could not be considered small. With her exquisite facial features, she exuded a dignified and solemn vibe. It was Huang Ruoran, the class monitor of the English Language majors.
Xiao Luo was the last person she expected to see here. Her family was not well-to-do, so she found a part-time job. To avoid running into her classmates, she chose this hotpot restaurant because it was far from Huaye, almost in another district. But she never expected to run into a familiar face here--least of all her nemesis, Xiao Luo. How would she ever live this down?
At this moment, she felt the world spin. Three words popped into her mind: "I'm done for!"
"Oh my God, why did he come here?"
Huang Ruoan was about to break down. It would be ten times better to bump into anyone at her part-time job than this bast*rd, but it just happened to be Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo might humiliate her thoroughly. She hoped there was a hole in the ground that could swallow her up.
"Pretty lady, pretty lady?"
Zhang Dashan yelled a few times and pulled her back from thinking about her embarrassment.
"Sirs, these are the dishes you ordered, and this is your receipt. You can match the items and see if all the dishes have been served." Huang Ruoran forced herself to calm down. She added water and the base ingredients into the pot, not daring to look Xiao Luo in the eye.
Xiao Luo was amazed. This was the Ruoran who spoke so powerfully and carried herself so valiantly in class? The contrast was extraordinary.
Of course, he knew that this was part of the regulations at the hotpot restaurant. The waitresses must address the male customers as "sir" in a friendly tone and have a respectful attitude. Otherwise, the boss would not keep the employee.
Xiao Luo also knew that Huang Ruoran was very embarrassed and stressed. He didn't want to put her in such an awkward position, so he said, "We can do it ourselves, no worries. You can attend to other matters."
He was not someone who would humiliate others, as Huang Ruoran thought. Moreover, he didn't believe it was shameful for university students to work part-time. At least, they were self-reliant and understood the workings of society earlier than others. Far from looking down on Huang Ruoran, he respected her.
But Huang Ruoran didn't think so. In her imagination, Xiao Luo had a mocking smile on his face.
She didn't linger and hurried away after taking Xiao Luo's suggestion.


Xiao Luo and his girlfriend had been in love with each other for four years when she proposed a break up. Because of this, Xiao Luo sped his car in the night and ended up in a car accident. But it was a blessing in disguise as he unexpectedly fused with a high tech system that originated from a universe hundreds of billions of light years away. From this moment on, the entire world started to run amok.....

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