Started it for fun, I know it shit please give some feedback so I can improve it :)

The story is about a guy lived his comfortable life in a forest, then an unknown girl appeared out of nowhere which has led to the radical downfall of the guy's normal lifestyle.

This is not my novel and I am not translating the novel I am just copy and pasting deep blue . Com translations of Chinese to english for my own reading

I am not the author of this novel I am copy and pasting the novels content from uukanshu.com and putting it into deepL translater for my own reading I am not translating or editing the novel.

I'm a new writer and have been reading chinese novels for a long long time.

So i decided to try my hand in writing one.

Cliche system novel shindig involving a transmigrated/reincarnated guy and another world with a system.

Xing Peng was a 17-year old Chinese student, who had spent the better half of his life being bullied in his school. Which, according to Xing Peng himself, was a much better place to be in than at his home.
His father was always drunk in the evening and at times would lash out at his mother and vent it out on her in the bed.

Xing Peng also had an elder brother, Xing Shan who was a true bully in the most real sense. Compared to those bullies that he met in school, this guy was a true professional at the job.
This was also the major reason why Xing Peng didn't want to be at home.
Xing Shan was already 25 years old and the right-hand man of a Chinese Mafia boss. Their mafia gang was a branch gang of one of the top 5 mafia gangs in China.
This was another reason why he was always unbridled.

But this couldn't really be blamed on his brother since he was "nurtured" by his father, so almost everything could be reproached onto his father.
Although he was a drunk old man now, during his younger days, he was a true mafia boss of a major gang. During those times, he was dashing and had heroic bad charms which became women's weakness and made their legs go numb in front of his demeanor.
His mother was no different, she was a trending model during that time and fell victim to his father's bad charm and later on, they got married.
Although she knew he was no-good, she was head over heels for him.
Although this might seem like a great happy life for a bad person such as his father, that was not the case.

Being in a mafia gang, there were definitely going to be clashes with other gangs. In one such clash, his father, who was dashing and had these appealing bad charms back then, was completely crushed. His attractive face was no longer attractive as he fell prey to an acid attack and suffered brutal tortures on his body by that enemy gang.
Since then, he spent most of his time gambling away and drinking and at times "nurturing" his elder brother in the ways of the mafia.

In the end, all of this led to increasing the burden on Xing Peng's mother, Ai Yu, and since she had already quit being a model after her marriage and knew that the modeling-industry would not accept a married woman, she had no choice but to use whatever money she had saved up by modeling to set up a small restaurant, so that she could manage the family.

Xing Peng deeply cared for his mother, his father and brother were good-for-nothings who didn't assist his mother at all. The small restaurant she had set up and everything from cleaning to cooking depended on his mother.

Xing Peng knew that since he couldn't do anything to help his mother other than cleaning dishes, he decided to focus on his studies so that one day he could get a good job in the society and provide for his mother and take her away from his wretched family.

But reality was harsh, his academic grades weren't really up to the mark. With all the bullying in school and at home, Xing Peng couldn't study peacefully, which led to a constant decline in his grades.
At times he felt his life was bleak and perhaps he was bound to suffer throughout his life, he also had suicidal thoughts.

But this all stopped when his only friend in school, Li Chong introduced him to some Chinese novels.
This easily captured Xing Peng's interest, especially those reincarnation-type novels where the protagonist was reborn or reincarnated into a new world, away from all his previous life's difficulties and beginning everything anew.

Although Xing Peng knew this was all fictitious and only a story which was not possible in reality, but being bullied and having great difficulties in his life made him have a hidden desire to run away from all his difficulties and start everything anew.

But he couldn't run away. His mother worked hard and saved up money just for his education, plus, if he ran away then what about his mother? She knew that her elder son was completely spoilt by her husband and hence, she had placed all her remaining hopes onto Xing Peng so that one day he could get a normal job and lead a common, happy life.
Although her life was filled with difficulties, Ai Yu didn't want Xing Peng to live a life full of difficulties as well.

She had tried many times to get her oldest son educated as well, but he simply refused and she also got lashed at by her husband who was overprotective when it came to Xing Shan, as he hoped that Xing Shan would one day become a mafia boss and perhaps take revenge on his behalf on the enemy gang that had ruined him and his men.

But this feeling didn't extend to his youngest son, Xing Peng. This was because Xing Peng, who was born with a thin and weak-body could never make it big in the mafia world. Being fierce and looking fierce was a crucial thing or even his own subordinates won't respect him! Furthermore, Xing Peng would sometimes speak up for his mother, which only served to make him loathe Xing Peng more and look down on him.

It has already been quite a few months since Xing Peng began reading Chinese novels, which his friend had introduced to him. His friend, Li Chong, was a true reading maniac when it came to Chinese novels and because of this, he didn't fit in well with his other classmates, this led to him becoming friends with Xing Peng who had the same problem. The only difference was that the latter often got bullied, while the former was just completely ignored.

Xing Peng's grades were barely average, which could be considered as an amazing feat in itself, given that he never really got much time to study due to his "busy" life. But after he started reading those Chinese novels, his grades dropped down. This was a given since, instead of studying, he found himself reading novels whenever possible.

As for Li Chong, although he was a true Chinese novel-reading maniac when it came to his academics, his grades were average and this was purely due to his academic talent. Otherwise if he was dedicated to studying he would have already become the top scorer of his class.

Xing Peng knew this, but he also knew he was not like his friend who had such academic talent.
But those Chinese novels were good and he didn't want to stop reading them anytime soon but thinking about his situation, thinking about the difficulties of his mother, he temporarily put them down.
But by then it was already too late as he was in a much more difficult situation than before, because his exams were just around the corner.

Xing Peng who is a teenager with an absolutely not-a-normal life, one day gets hits by meteorite-kun and his supposedly 'end' becomes a new start in a whole new world!
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Let's journey together with the protagonist and experience this world together.

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At this point, Luo Le no longer had any reasons or excuses that he could use to turn Wen Xinya down. Feeling rather wary about her, he conceded. "Miss Wen, please go ahead and ask."
Wen Xinya said calmly, "When I read Aunt Ning's pulse previously, I found that she seemed to show signs of septicemia, which is also a sign of miscarriage. However, your diagnosis is that Aunt Ning has a blood deficiency. Why is that so?"
Luo Le chuckled and answered, "Your diagnosis is right. Madam Wen has indeed consumed plenty of nourishing tonics. However, her body is too weak to absorb the nutrients of the tonics even though she's over-nourished. Hence, she showed signs of septicemia."
Wen Xinya replied in a moment of enlightenment, "So that's why!"
Luo Le nodded smilingly and said, "Miss Wen, you're so young but already know about reading pulses. You're very impressive."
Feeling a little shy to receive such a compliment, Wen Xinya asked, "Master Luo Le, are pulses definitive? For example, are slippery pulses only caused by pregnancies? Could they be caused by external factors?"
As soon as Wen Xinya finished speaking, Ning Shuqian clenched her fists tightly.
Why did Wen Xinya ask such a question in front of everyone? What tricks is she getting up to? Is she trying to expose my fake pregnancy in front of everyone? Im… impossible. Master Luo Le has long been bribed by me. It's impossible for Wen Xinya to expose me in front of everyone.
She felt a little relieved.
At this moment, Xia Ruya suddenly got the goosebumps. If it weren't because of the fact that Luo Le had been bribed by Ning Shuqian, she would not have been able to keep her cool.
What exactly is Wen Xinya trying to do? Why would she ask such questions?
Old Mr. Wen glanced at Wen Xinya with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, making her wonder what he was thinking about.
Luo Le frowned slightly, finding Wen Xinya to be luring him into a trap with those questions. However, he had no choice but to answer. "Pulse-reading is not always accurate and is only part of the process of diagnosis. Only those who are very experienced in Traditional Chinese Medicine can tell a patient's health condition just by reading their pulse."
In a moment of enlightenment, Wen Xinya said, "No wonder I couldn't diagnose Aunt Ning's slippery pulse when I read it previously. Turns out it has to be in accordance with one's body condition too."
Ning Shuqian got the chills.
Luo Le said, "One of the reasons is that Madam Wen was in the early stages of pregnancy. Secondly, it's also because of her malnourishment which caused her pulse to be faint. Thirdly, Madam Wen has septicemia which caused her pulse to be erratic. Lastly, it's also because of your lack of experience, Miss Wen."
Wen Xinya acknowledged with a nod and said, "You haven't answered me yet. Are all slippery pulses caused by pregnancies?"
Luo Le took a deep breath and shot Xia Ruya a glance before saying, "That's not the case. For example, a slippery pulse could also be a sign of phlegm, fluid retention, heat, anemia, rheumatism, acute infection, fever, chronic gastroenteritis, cirrhosis or ascites."
Wen Xinya's eyes lit up and she continued, "Excessive consumption of tonics may lead to the imbalance of blood. Does that lead to a slippery pulse too?"
Luo Le felt as if he had just fallen into a trap. He thought to himself, This girl is so young and yet so scheming. She beat around the bush just to lure me into saying that Ning Shuqian had consumed too many tonics and ended up over-nourishing her blood. Her purpose is to make everyone suspect Ning Shuqian.
Ning Shuqian felt like there was a boulder on her chest. Her fingers trembled and she thought to herself, Wen Xinya did this just so she could make Father-in-law suspect me.
Xia Ruya did not expect Wen Xinya to be this cunning and vicious as to set a trap and lure Luo Le into it bit by bit. Being extremely intelligent, Old Mr. Wen would definitely think twice about Ning Shuqian's pregnancy.
She had wanted to use Master Luo Le to make Old Mr. Wen drop his suspicions about Ning Shuqian.
Yet, Wen Xinya managed to turn the situation around and make Old Mr. Wen doubt Ning Shuqian instead.
Old Mr. Wen glanced at Ning Shuqian and noticed the look of uneasiness on her face. He then looked at Wen Xinya whose eyes were glistening and staring at Master Luo Le intently while waiting for his answer. At last, he shifted his gaze onto Luo Le.
A cold chill was sent down Luo Le's spine and he said, "There are such examples."
Wen Xinya asked, "Slippery pulses can be erratic and faint. They can be vague and elusive as well. Does that mean that they can easily mislead inexperienced Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners?"
Wen Xinya's words gave everyone a great shock.
Ning Shuqian held her breath, feeling like she was about to suffocate.
Xia Ruya clenched her fists tightly and an icy cold stare formed in her eyes.
Old Mr. Wen pressed his lips together and appeared cold and austere.
Finding himself to be stuck in a knotty situation, Luo Le was caught in a dilemma and he broke out into cold sweat, at a complete loss for words.
Wen Xinya asked, "Master Luo Le, is that true?"
Luo Le nodded reluctantly and answered, "There are such cases, but they don't happen to experienced Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners. Take Madam Wen as an example! Her condition is difficult to be diagnosed and several experienced Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners might make mistakes too."
He was simply trying to say that Wen Xinya was too inexperienced to diagnose her pulse.
Wen Xinya beamed with joy and said, "Frankly speaking… Master Du did give me a tip or two about pulse-reading. But I don't know much since I'm inexperienced. I've been troubled about Aunt Ning's pulse. However, I haven't dared to consult Master Du directly. Thank you for answering my questions, Master Luo."
He could not believe that he had just fallen into the trap of an underage girl. Staring at Wen Xinya with a glimmer of menace in his eyes, he said, "Don't stand on ceremony with me, Miss Wen. These are just basic knowledge about pulse reading. They're included in several Traditional Chinese Medicine books."
He was indirectly trying to say that she was asking the obvious deliberately.
Wen Xinya smiled and answered, "I don't know much about pulse reading and I've only read a few books about that. The information was too complex for me to understand. However, pulse-reading is a technique used for diagnosing diseases and I dared not be overly casual about it. I've made a fool out of myself, Master Luo."
Luo Le was rendered speechless by her answer. Well, if everyone could understand medicine just by reading some medical books, everyone would be Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners.


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

Chapter 6 – Communicating with Demons
Hope rose within me. I hoped that this person really could unveil the truth of Green Dragon Mountain. Unfortunately, it wasn't Captain Wu leading the team this time. The soldiers imposed martial law at the foot of the mountain, so we couldn't go up to see.
Coincidentally, a while later, a soldier came down and told Captain Wu, "The cadre said to have you find someone familiar with the local situation and go up."
As it was, we were right beside him. Captain Wu waved. "Old sir, please."
Grandpa picked me up. "I want to bring the child with me," he said.
Captain Wu was taken aback. "Old sir, no one knows what will happen. It won't be good if we scare the kid, right?"
"This child has been with me since childhood. He can't leave me."
Captain Wu nodded. "Okay, fine."
After we climbed the mountain, we saw the man in the Chinese tunic suit up close. Even I, a seven or eight-year old, thought that he was handsome��a very masculine type of handsomeness. After Grandpa explained the situation with the back of Green Dragon Mountain, he nodded and said, "Thank you, sir."
Chinese Tunic waved. Soldiers carried a box over. At first, I thought that it was some secret weapon, but after they set it up, I realized that it was an altar. They placed it before the ancient stele and stepped to the side.
Chinese Tunic went up and lit three incense sticks, pushing them gently into the burner.
I couldn't help but think that this was way too different from the demon-fighting scene I'd imagined!
Could the mountain ghost be defeated just like this?
Chinese Tunic didn't do anything else. He stood before the altar, staring at the three incenses.
"Incense Reading?" Grandpa murmured.
"What's that?" I asked hurriedly.
"I heard Old Blindman mention it before. There's a saying that goes, 'Incense Reading technique, watch the incense. The Immortals light incense to communicate with the three worlds.'
"People from some northern places are skilled at Incense Reading. The master communicating with spirits would worship all the gods at home. If anyone comes for a reading, he would have the man burn incense before the gods. The answer you want would appear within the smoke and ashes. Of course, regular people won't understand. Only the communicating master can read the meaning. That incense is the medium for gods to communicate with humans.
"But Old Blindman also said that these people usually can only invite minor gods, so the shamanistic Chuma disciples in the Northeast use it more often."
I didn't really understand, but I found it magical, so I asked, "Then what is that guy asking the incense?"
Grandpa shook his head. "I wouldn't know."
As soon as he finished, his head whipped toward the Woods of No Return. I followed his gaze. A ball of black smoke was rising behind the woods. It seemed to carry something inside. The black smoke was moving straight toward the Woods of No Return. As it moved, the trees in the woods all swayed from side to side!
My mouth dropped open. Earlier, I'd promised Grandpa that I wouldn't be scared, but now I was shaking. As the trees moved, I heard footsteps get closer from the direction of the woods. It was like a huge beast was racing through the trees, or an army of thousands of soldiers and horses!
Grandpa and I weren't the only ones who saw this creepy scene. The prepared soldiers instantly raised their guns and aimed at the Woods of No Return. I hid in Grandpa's arms, but I couldn't help but look up at Chinese Tunic, whom I thought was a hero.
But then I realized that he'd knelt down before the altar at some point. He kept kowtowing toward the Woods of No Return while chanting something. His words were fast, spitting out things that I couldn't understand like a machine gun.
"Hey, say something I can understand!" the government official-like man cried frantically. "What should we do? Blast them to hell or what?"
Chinese Tunic raised his head and said, "Everyone, go down the mountain. If we anger him, all of us will die! No matter what you hear, no matter what happens, do not look back, do not come back up! Remember! Do NOT look back!"

One night, my mother put on the wedding dress she made for herself and climbed Green Dragon Mountain to commit suicide. Three years later, she returned and gave birth to me. I am the child of someone in a coffin and became known as misfortune since the moment I was born. If not for Grandpa and Uncle's protection, I would've died long ago. But no one knows how my mother survived on Green Dragon Mountain and had me back then. My father is also a mystery...

Gun-Ho usually came to work at his Korean restaurant at 9 AM.
All other staff arrived at the restaurant around 10 AM, and by 11:30 AM the restaurant was already ready to serve customers. When he ran his restaurant in Noryangjin, he had one kitchen lady working for him, so Gun-Ho had to handle various work himself. Here was different. Since the labor cost was low in China, he could hire eight workers. They all had their own role and work, so Gun-Ho didn't really have to work at all.
"There are four ladies working in the kitchen, and Dingming takes care of the counter. For the hall serving, Mae-Hyang Kim and other two ladies handle it. This is going great so far."
Gun-Ho usually sat at an unoccupied table and read a Chinese local newspaper. He particularly paid attention to articles about real estate. While he was reading a newspaper, he sometimes asked Mae-Hyang to translate the sentences he couldn't understand. There was another thing he did in the restaurant. Whenever Korean workers or Korean businessmen who had a business in China came to the restaurant in the evening, Gun-Ho was the one who served them. This job couldn't be delegated to the staff.
"Let's look around at West Lake today on a bike. It seems like they are building new luxurious apartments in Baochoolu area around West Lake. I want to see it."
The West Lake area was filled with tourists when Gun-Ho arrived on a bike. Gun-Ho had fun riding his bike there.
"Whoa, the residential community over there has a lot of luxurious single houses. They look like the houses in Seongbuk Town in Seoul. How much would they cost?"
Gun-Ho sometimes stopped his bike to eat street food. He ate Hotteock*, some other snacks and a bottle of water.
"Haha. The Chinese merchant understood my Chinese when I asked them how much it was."
 
After looking around at the West Lake area, Gun-Ho came back to his restaurant around 5 PM. There wasn't any customer for dinner yet. They would start coming in after one or two hours.
"Where is Mae-Hyang Kim?"
Gun-Ho looked around the hall and found Mae-Hyang having a meal with a lady at the table behind a column.
"Oh, G-jjong, you came back. This is my friend."
Mae-Hyang stopped eating when she saw Gun-Ho coming into the restaurant and introduced her friend who she was having a meal with to him.
"Hello."
Mae-Hyang's lady friend stood up to say hello to Gun-Ho.
"She is my hometown friend. She graduated from Jilin University and came to Hangzhou City to find a job."
"Oh, really? Enjoy your meal. Don't mind me, please."
Gun-Ho sat at another unoccupied table.
"Do we have an evening newspaper?"
Gun-Ho started reading the newspaper. Even though he couldn't speak Chinese, he could read a newspaper. Well, he at least could understand the big titles in the newspaper. If he saw something he couldn't understand, he would mark it and ask Mae-Hyang later. He was reading the newspaper when Mae-Hyang came to talk to him.
"Umm, G-jjong. Do you by any chance need Poodao?"
"Poodao?"
"A private tutor. For your Chinese language."
"Oh, there is a private tutor for the Chinese language?"
"Umm… my friend over there, she is staying with me right now. Once she finds a job, she will find her own place. She majored in Korean language in college. If you—G-jjong—need a private tutor, she can maybe teach you two hours a day. What do you say? She speaks Korean and Chinese very well. You can pay her 600 Yuan (72,000 won)."
"Hmm…"
"She has experience with teaching a Korean when she was in Shanghai. She is very good at it."
"Let me talk to her."
Mae-Hyang's friend came to Gun-Ho; she seemed to be shy.
"What's your name? I'm Gun-Ho Goo."
"I'm Eun-Hwa Jo. I am from Jilin."
"You are a Korean Chinese. Is it possible to get Poodao in the restaurant? The place could be distracting."
"That's totally fine. You can do it anywhere. This restaurant is cozy since it is a hotel restaurant and a perfect place to study."
"What time would be good for you?"
"I guess the mornings should be good since you won't have customers in the morning."
"Let's do it then. How about from 8 AM to 10 AM? The kitchen ladies will come to work at 10 AM."
"That sounds good. I agree with you."
 
Gun-Ho started having his private lesson from Eun-Hwa Jo on the following day.
Eun-Hwa had a very decent accent since she was from the north. She spoke the standard Chinese language. She also spoke Korean very well. Gun-Ho's Chinese improved notably.
"Eun-Hwa Jo is playing her role very well as a teacher. She is giving me a lot of homework."
Gun-Ho did his homework diligently. After completing the conversational Chinese book, Eun-Hwa brought the elementary textbooks used from 1st to 6th grade and started teaching Gun-Ho using them.
"Chinese children know about 3,000 Chinese characters once they graduate from elementary school. If you, G-jjong know the same, you won't have any problem reading a Chinese newspaper or magazine."
After two months, Gun-Ho started hearing and understanding simple Chinese.
 
It had been four months since Gun-Ho came to China.
Gun-Ho was doing well in China. It was summer already. It was really hot especially the southern area of Yangtze River. It felt like being inside an oven. However, Gun-Ho's restaurant was cool. Its air conditioner worked great since it was in the hotel building. Some of the restaurant staff stayed in the restaurant even after their work hours because the restaurant was cool and pleasant while their homes were really hot.
One day, Dingming came to Gun-Ho from the counter and said there was someone on the phone looking for him.
"Who is it?"
"He said that he is from Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, and he wants to talk to G-jjong."
Gun-Ho thought he wouldn't be able to converse through the phone with a bank with his level of Chinese language fluency. So he called for Mae-Hyang.
"Why don't you take the call for me?"
Mae-Hyang picked up the phone and told the person on the other side of the phone that she was the interpreter.
"The branch manager of Industrial and Commercial Bank of China would like to meet with you, G-jjong."
"Me? For what? Ask him when would it be convenient for us to meet?"
Mae-Hyang got back to Gun-Ho and told him what the branch manager had told her, "He is suggesting 12 PM tomorrow at the Pinghoo Chinese restaurant & bar around the West Lake area."
"It's not difficult to meet with him. Tell him that I will be there."
 
The following day, Gun-Ho went to the Pinghoo restaurant & bar with his interpreter, Mae-Hyang. He took a taxi instead of his bike because he thought it was not appropriate to show to a bank's branch manager.
"I guess I will have to rent a car or something when I meet people like this."
The Pinghoo bar was huge. When they told the bar that they were the guests of Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, the staff in Qipao led them to the second floor. It was a private room with the West Lake view through the window. The view made Gun-Ho feel cool. The branch manager and others with him were already in the room waiting for Gun-Ho. The branch manager looked like he was in his late 40s. He was with two other female bank staff who both looked like in their 30s.
"I'm sorry that I am late. I'm Gun-Ho Goo."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jangbingchao from Industrial and Commercial Bank of China."
Gun-Ho gave him his business card that said, 'CEO of Mando Food Co., Ltd.'. He also gave it to the two other staff as well. The branch Manager handed over his business card to Gun-Ho. His business card said 'President' instead of 'Branch Manager.'
"President? The president of the bank came here from Beijing headquarters?"
Mae-Hyang took a look at the business card, and said,
"That means a branch manager. In China, we refer to a branch manager as a president."
"Oh, really?"
Gun-Ho smiled bitterly once he understood the meaning of the president.
 
 
Note*
Hotteock – A popular street food that is similar to a pancake that has sweet fillings.

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

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