this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

Even junk could be sacrificed!
This fact was soon spread among the players.
Although the NPCs didn't permit the players to sacrifice junk, the players could exchange junk for contribution points if they drew the sacrificial circle themselves!
Some bigwigs speculated that this should be a bug of the game's sacrificial system.
After all, how could a deity collect junk?
How could the goddess who was high up in the air accept junk?
So there must be something wrong…
But some players believed that this might be a part of the game's sacrificial mechanism!
This was a game after all.
A deity in the game was not a true deity.
Maybe… This kind of sacrifice was actually a recycling mechanism in the game system, similar to the effect of selling junk to the merchants in other online games of before.
However, the players ultimately didn't care about the reason.
They only cared whether they could make money through this exploit.
The sacrificial circle received the junk equipment all the same and the system would give a small amount of contribution points in return.
Although there were barely more than a dozen contribution points each time, the players could earn a lot if they slowly accumulated them.
Maybe from the perspective of Alice and Berserker, these pieces of junk equipment that had lost their effectiveness only had a memorial value. It would be extremely profane to sacrifice these rotten objects to Mother God.
However, these audacious players didn't care.
What they lacked most were contribution points. They were more than happy to exchange these useless junk for contribution points.
Ahem, if this function was a loophole, then they hoped the official game company would discover it much later!
Or that they would never discover it!
The players felt that they were lucky to discover this little secret.
All the players began to learn how to draw the sacrificial circle after the first successful attempt!
On the Internet of the blue planet, some kind netizen even expressly summarized the whole process and posted it.
Of course, the players didn't discuss this matter in the official webpage of The Kingdom of Elves.
After the players mastered the skill of drawing the sacrificial circle, they began to pray to the goddess formally in the two NPCs' absence and sacrifice the junk they picked secretly.
Eh… They mainly sacrificed some pieces of broken equipment they picked from Florence and the animal bones they got by killing magic beasts in order to make some pocket money.
As for those rare classic books they found, they would give them to the NPCs.
This was because sacrificing classic books through the NPCs would be considered as completing an exploration task. This way, the players could gain extra experience points and contribution points.
But sacrificing every kind of junk they could find wouldn't count.
By experimenting, the players discovered that the sacrificial circle didn't swallow everything.
The sacrificial circle never rejected broken classic books, damaged equipment, materials from the magic beasts they killed, and even ores.
But the sacrificial circle gave no answer to broken handicrafts, household rubbish, rotten bones the players dug out, and the berries they picked.
After some time, they called the former as recyclable rubbish and the latter as nonrecyclable rubbish.
As the players kept exploring and performing sacrifice, Eve rejoiced.
During this period of time, Eve accumulated a large amount of equipment in the space of the godhead.
Most of them were Purple Epic. There were even some Golden Legend equipment!
Moreover, ranging from Iron to Silver, the equipment at these levels were abundant. Several sets of them were even at Gold levels!
Eve speculated that the players would earn Him millions of contribution points for this batch of equipment!
And Eve collected these pieces of equipment from the players at an extremely low price.
That was right.
Eve received the junk sacrificed by the players, repaired them with divine force, recycled them with some special effects, and made these equipment.
It was hard to make a completely new set of equipment with raw materials. But it was easy to repair and recycle old equipment with divine force.
If divine force was not enough to mend them, some players even kindly sacrificed animal bones and ores.
The elves had many kinds of equipment in 1000 years. Many of their creations were originally very advanced. Although mortals couldn't mend them, a true god could.
Nevertheless, perhaps nobody would think that a true god would appreciate secular equipment and stoop so low to repair them with divine force.
After all, from the perspective of the creatures in the world of Sagas, true gods were too noble to care about these things…
Besides, cross-border sacrifice would cost much divine force. As many creatures thought, heaven was the dwelling of true gods.
Maybe only Eve, a deity who was in the same world with the players, could afford the large-scale sacrificing and recycling.
All of these sacrifices, after being renewed, would be the commodities Eve sold to the players.
However, Eve didn't put all of the renewed equipment into the exchange system. Instead, He first selected a batch of low-level magic equipment and Golden Legend equipment for the exchange system.
As for the remaining ones, Eve planned to gradually bring the more advanced items to the market in batches according to the players' levels, of course after they had bought all the equipment in the current exchange system…
This was called a rational analysis of the consumers' potential, which would maximize the company's profits.
Moreover, with the large boom of interest in exploration, Eve received a large quantity of classic books, and thus He gained a better understanding of the history of elves 1000 years ago.
Unfortunately, these historical classic books still didn't describe the secret of the War of Gods.
Why did the world tree get besieged?
Why did the kind true god have no ally?
The other gods… Were they afraid of something?
Eve didn't know.
Nonetheless, He didn't worry much, believing that He would discover some clues to the secret one day.
In addition, as the players continued to explore, the game's exchange system of practice methods was almost complete.
The players found several dozen ruined and moldy classic books about practice methods in the ruins of Florence in less than one week!
After being repaired by Eve, all these classic books appeared in the exchange system.
However, most of the classic books were of Blue Rare or White Ordinary quality. Most of them were only useful for the players at Iron levels.
Only three practice methods were useful for Silver-level players.
The Element Meditation method discovered by Li Mu and Demacia was the most advanced.
This was within Eve's expectation.
While the elves were migrating away from Florence, they must have taken as many precious classic books as possible. The ones they had left behind were definitely not important.
Eve was already lucky enough to have found Element Meditation.
The basic ones were already there. If the worst came to the worst, Eve could always use His divine force to derive advanced classic books from the lower level ones.
When the players got to Silver levels, Eve would have recovered more of His power. By then, it would be a piece of cake to use divine force to derive advanced practice methods for the players.
Generally, everything in the forest of elves was developing in the right direction.
The little leeks were growing healthily and happily…
The construction of the elf town was almost completed.
The players repaired the temple in Florence and put Eve's statue in it.
Furthermore, the players systematically undertook the reconstruction of Florence…
The players constantly expanded their area of activities as they got higher in levels.
The forest of elves was exuberant and complicated with various kinds of magic beasts.
Therefore, the players explored slowly. Outside the safe zone, the players could now explore 30 miles in one day.
In spite of this, as time went by, some players gradually came to the edge of the forest.
After exploring for some time, they gathered a lot of material.
Because of this, the players even spontaneously set up sections such as "Pictures of Monsters," "Pictures of Plants," "Public Maps" and "Battle Strategies" in the information bar of the game's official forum.
The Kingdom of Elves became a hot topic discussed on the Internet of the blue planet.
When the official game company announced the news about the second pre-OBT, the hype for this epic masterpiece finally reached a climax again!
The quota of the second pre-OBT was 900!
Numerous netizens rushed to the game's official forum to register in hopes that they would become the lucky chosen ones.
Meanwhile, Ullr the God of Winter and Hunting gave a new oracle to His believers at last…


In The Kingdom of Elves, the War of Gods 1000 years ago caused the fall of the World Tree. In a world where true gods rule, the fall of the elven civilization came soon after.
A 1000 years has passed, the new World Tree is now reborn. 
Eve Euktrahill, the Mother of Nature, the Goddess of Life, the Great Ruler of Elves. Armed with the ability to connect to the Internet on the blue planet, He (yes, He) now must rely on players from the blue planet to help His goal of reviving the past glory of the elves and the World Tree.

Duola Aimeng: "At least the host didn't say she wrote it. She put John Doe on that."
Xiaojuanzide Juanzi: "In fact, I think that was the smart way to do it. After all, the literati in ancient society all scorn each other. The only way to convince others that you are valuable is to equip yourself and have a profound literary foundation. It is too sketchy to just copy things… That will eventually expose your weakness."
The truth was, there were plenty of viewers encouraging Jiang Pengji to put her name on the first page of the book. Three Character Classic was a book for elementary education, after all. If it was published all over the country and was the first book that a kid would read. She would be guaranteed to have her name recorded in history.
But her answer made her viewers embarrassed.
Host V: "According to the protection act of the copyright of the original literature in Federal Law, it is a felony to plagiarize. The sentence could be a minimum of three years served in jail or a maximum of a life sentence. Even if the original creator is not going to sue you, ninety percent of the interest still belongs to the original creator and there will be a big fine to pay for mental damage."
Besides that reason, Jiang Pengji had something more important to do. She targeted the remote future instead of petty profit at the moment.
The Three Character Classic viewers in the streaming room provided was too short. It didn't take Jiang Pengji much time to finish copying it down. She asked Taxue to dry it off with an incense burner.
Feng Jin had nothing to do anyway, so he collated the dried paper in an order and made it into a book. Compared to the books he used to read, the small Three Character Classic was rather coarse, but easy to comprehend.
"Eh, there must be humongous missing treasures in the chaotic world in the Period of Sixteen Kingdoms." Feng Jin read the Three Character Classic in his hands over and over again. A smart guy like him had the hunch of the real usage of it.
Because of Jiang Pengji's misdirection, he was convinced that it was a missing, inclusive book in the Period of Sixteen Kingdoms and who knew what corner Cheng Cheng sought that one from. It was not easy to have a relatively complete content of it and no one cared much about who the author was.
That was another reason why Feng Jin appreciated and respected Cheng Cheng. In his eyes, that was what true literati were supposed to be like, instead of trying to cheat or outwit the others.
Jiang Pengji answered to him casually, "They are all inclusive versions. Once this book is ruined or the person who has read about it is gone, our descendants will never see what is in the books. If we can spread them around to make sure there are more people who have the chance to read them, it will be much easier for us to pass them on to our descendants."
An era that wanted development meant books couldn't be the possessions of only one family or a small portion of people.
But the current situation was that most of the priceless, inclusive books were possessed by one family or few gentry clan families that had a long history. If the gentry clans perished or something bad happened to them, the inclusive books in their possession would go missing or entirely disappear, which would cease the heritage.
There were multiple things that could cause that problem, but there were two main reasons in Jiang Pengji's opinion.
First, the craft of producing papers was still in an immature period. The bamboo slices were heavy, but the papers were handy and light. The productivity and technology in the current society was still at its beginning stages, which made the cost of books too high. The average citizen had trouble affording their food. How could they have spare money to afford to buy a book?
Secondly, there was a monopoly on books for the special classes.
It was not extremely hard to solve the first problem, but it wouldn't work the same way with the second problem. If they intended to break the infrastructure of passing the knowledge and popularizing education, it was inevitable that they would confront gentry clans who monopolized the knowledge.
She could only imagine the stress, but she also believed that as long as they put effort into it, there was nothing they couldn't do.
Feng Jin didn't continue the conversation, but looked at Jiang Penji in a different way.
Jiang Pengji noticed his change but she didn't care much about it. Instead, she kept copying down with painstaking brush strokes the various versions of Three Character Classic.
She missed the virtual internet at the moment. She could get whatever she wanted. Why did she have to get a copy manually?
"System, are you dead yet?" She was multitasking while making a copy of the book, reading through the bullet screens and waking up the System.
System muttered, "Yeah, I'm dead. If you have some affairs that you need to discuss with me, send a message by burning incense. If there is nothing you want from me, just go check on my graveyard."
Jiang Pengji secretly swore a bit at him and ignored him for a while. It seemed like the System had grown some temper recently.
"Is there any way you can make a copy of the bullet screen? Just show me some sympathy since I'm doing this manually and laboriously."
The System replied to her in a cold tone, "I'm sorry, host. Your streaming level is too low to be qualified for this. You have to rank up at least three levels."
Jiang Pengji took a peek at her points in the background and she frowned. Her collective points were way more than the 1,000,000 a long time ago, which happened to be the exact amount for her to rank up from the second-level host to the third-level. But if she did it, it meant all her points would be gone. That would put her in a disadvantage position.
The System had been drooling about the points for more than one day. It lured her to spend some of it, but Jiang Pengji was never tempted. Thinking of that, Jiang Pengji suppressed the idea of ranking up right away.
She intentionally tantalized System and said to it, "Oh, then I might as well do it myself to practice my handwriting."
The System went mute. Okay, you are teasing me now.
In order to not cause Feng Jin's suspicion, besides rewriting Three Character Classic and the explanations, Jiang Pengji did seriously dictate the the several rolls of Warcraft books from Cheng Cheng. It was a coincidence that Feng Jin's family had that book collection, but they were missing a rather important half roll.
He couldn't get his hands off the book after Jiang Pengji finished the copy and he read through the missing content of book collection with great care.
"Mr. Cheng is truly an awesome man." Feng Jin couldn't stop appraising him like he had accidently dug some treasure out. "My father has a special affection with this book. He has always said that he feels sorry that he won't be able to see the complete version of the book while he is alive, even though he searched many different places. I cannot believe that I am reading the complete version now."
Time flew fast while Jiang Pengji focused on writing and copying. The evaluation was at the door in the blink of an eye.
The evaluation was the cadre-election system in current Dongqing Dynasty resembled the nine-rank system that viewers were familiar with. But there were big differences between the two as well.
The evaluation occurred every three years. There were six categories of the evaluation criterions, which were family ground, moral conduct, knowledge, appearance, ability, and personality.
Family ground meant a competition of who had better parents and ancestors. Being born in a decent family outweighed studying well. Moral conduct was a category that they could cheat. Paying off the evaluation would normally exchange a pretty score for them. For knowledge, the General Evaluation Officer gave the questions and the testers had to answer in a limited time. For appearance, they looked at one's face and the way they dressed. It was sure they would see a group of flaming effeminates.
Ability was a vague criterion. Basically it requested the tester to write a self-estimate report, which they could brag as much as they wanted. It was linked with knowledge. If one happened to boast too high about themselves but their knowledge was not recognized by the General Evaluation Officer, they were going to fail.
Personality was an interesting one. It was all up to the General Evaluation Officer's preference. He would give a good grade if he liked the person. The tester would basically get a pass if the General Evaluation Officer liked them, but it would be other way around if he didn't. It was the easiest item for people to cheat on.
Overall, the General Evaluation Officer played a critical role in the evaluation.
This evaluation was more like a large scale scholar gathering hosted by the royal family. It was nothing like the isolated examination room that the viewers in the streaming room were imagining.
Jiang Pengji received the invitation, as well as Liu She' son. Jiang Pengji stared at the invitation for a while and finally said, "I have never seen any examination as childish as this."
She convinced herself that it was necessary for her to show the people in the current era what an examination was supposed to be like.


Jiang Pengji got something called the Court Intrigue Stream System.
System: "Your goal is to become the most prestigious woman in the kingdom (the Queen)!" 
Jiang Pengji: "Okay, System. No problem!"
Years later, she met the target by becoming the most prestigious woman (the Empress).
Jiang Pengji: "Well done, no?"
System: "Why the hack did you fight on horseback? I want court intrigue among the King's women!"

#how a future general wins the ancient throne
#Her man watches in silence, the System watches with tears

"Cane, ten times!" The leader waved his hands. The soldiers behind immediately pounced upon Li Huer, pressing him to the ground.


Village Chief Meng Bai and Li Zhuangshi didn't even have time to react. They had completely no idea what has happened? What is this all about? Cane… ten times?


"Pow!"


The soldiers couldn't be bothered with these thoughts. Raising the cane high, the cane made contact with Li Huer's backside.


Li Huer didn't even have time to reach, his face blank with confusion. Yet, the burning pain on his backside was indeed real.


"Wah…"


Li Huer began to bawl.


"Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow… "


Before Li Zhuangshi had time to plead for his son, all ten strokes of cane had already landed.


"Move out!" The leader took one glance at Li Huer lying on the floor, shook his head and sighed. Mounting his horse, the soldiers took off into the distance.


The villagers were all staring blankly at the Li Huer, lying sprawled onto the floor, each carrying an expression of pure shock. They were still deep in admiration and envy for Li Huer's luck a second ago, but in the next second he was already sprawled onto the floor!


Aren't things happening too fast?


Fang Zhengzhi stared at Li Huer, thinking about the illustration written on the white paper, then recalling everything that had happened previously. His mother's delighted shouts, the Divine Constabulary's great gift, adding another slot to the Hall of Dao, the age requirements of being between six to eight years of age…


All of a sudden, he realised what was happening. Could this all be Lolita's doing?


The generosity of the Divine Constabulary? This is obviously a trap. If he was the one who entered the Hall of Dao, he would be the one lying on the floor today!


He never expected Lolita's revenge to come so quickly.


Fang Zhengzhi looked up at the azure blue skies, and a dark feeling rose up inside him. Isn't it just a kick to the backside? Does that merit such an obsession to take revenge?


Looks like she deserves more kicks!


Fang Zhengzhi pondered, purely, over this challenging problem.


...


It was obvious to anybody that Li Huer was canned because he was unable to come up with a reply.


"Li Huer, don't give up! Study hard and you will definitely be able to answer the question in the future!"


"Yeah, Huer, this is a form of training by the Divine Constabulary! It has always been said that bitterness comes before sweetness!"


"Yes, we all believe in you!"


As the surrounding villages reassured the sobbing Li Huer, nobody blamed the Divine Constabulary. That was unthinkable. Nobody would ever dream of doing such a thing.


Hearing the reassuring words of the villagers, Village Chief Meng Bai and Li Zhuangshi quickly came to their senses. After all, love is painful! Inflicting pain on Li Huer definitely means that the Divine Constabulary cares deeply about him! No matter what, if Missus was able to recall Li Huer's name, and even personally send people to test his knowledge, it is surely a good thing!


Listening to the villagers, Li Huer started to smile, wiping off his tears. No wonder he was caned! It was the Divine Constabulary's way of caring for him…


Looking at Li Huer's tear stricken smile, Fang Zhengzhi sighed silently, "How can man even possess such stupidity?"


...


Night fell. At the Fang household, Fang Zhengzhi was in his room, looking out of the open windows and staring dreamily at the stars.


Then, his hand unconsciously slipped over the book in his pocket. A strange feeling welled up in him. This is probably his first ever book in this world!


Trimetric Classic may be one of the most ordinary books, moreover it's heavily torn and tattered, yet this represented all the hopes and dreams Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde pinned on him.


As he thought, he carefully took out the Trimetric Classic.


"Men at birth, are naturally good. Their natures similar…"


Words, words that were still the same as those of his previous world, text, text that also came from his previous world. Not a single word was missing, how could things be so coincidental? Who wrote the Law of Dao of this world?


Wait no…


It should be who copied the Law of Dao of this world!


"Boom!"


The sound of thunder roared, a bolt of lightning came flashing down. Droplets of rain fell from the skies, bouncing off the windowsill, as if conveying Heaven's dissatisfaction.


Fang Zhengzhi twitched his lips. Tilting his head to one side, he continued reciting the Trimetric Classic.


"Their habits differ, neglected not taught, their nature deteriorates…"


As he read, Fang Zhengzhi felt something was amiss. There was a strange feeling within him, as if something was about to occur, something was about to break out of its shell.


He stopped reading.


The feeling disappeared.


He continued.


The feeling returned.


What was happening? Fang Zhengzhi was confused. Could this Trimetric Classic be a treasure? Placing down the Trimetric Classic, he continued to ponder.


He decided to instead try reciting the Tao Te Ching from his past life.


"Tao (The Way) that can be spoken of is not the Constant Tao The name that can be named is not a Constant Name.


Nameless, is the origin of Heaven and Earth;


The named is the Mother of all things.


Thus, the constant void enables one to observe the true essence.


The constant being enables one to see the outward manifestations.


These two come paired from the same origin.


But when the essence is manifested,


It has a different name.


This same origin is called "The Profound Mystery."


As profound the mystery as It can be,


It is the Gate to the essence of all life."


"Boom!"


All of a sudden, Fang Zhengzhi felt his heart shatter…


Actually, a better way to describe it would be that something in his heart shattered. Like the sprouting of a seed, there was a certain feeling flowing within him. He couldn't grasp it, but it definitely was real.


Books! Reading books!


I understand, I finally understand! Chi techniques, channeling spiritual energy, meditation, enlightenment, they are completely useless in this world!


This world revolves around Dao, and only through the reading of books can one become enlightened. Moreover, the deeper the contents of the book, the more enlightened one becomes. Even though the Trimetric Classic can stir something within him, it was nowhere as strong as that from the Tao Te Ching.


Even the opening chapter of the Tao Te Ching can instill in him such joyfulness!


Then, it's time to continue! The second chapter of Tao Te Ching,


"As soon as beauty is known by the world as beautiful, it becomes ugly.


As soon as virtue is being known as something good, it …"


Wait a minute, what was it that came next?


Fang Zhengzhi wiped the sweat off his forehead with his meaty palms.


Hmm...


Although I was indeed a scholar specialising in the ancient literature, but who was to say that such a scholar was to be able to memorise the entire Tao Te Ching?


If I was asked to fill a word in the Tao Te Ching, or translate the original texts, that would indeed be doable. But if I was supposed to memorise the entire text…


Nevermind, let's try Doctrine of the Mean.


Fang Zhengzhi quickly regained his focus, and began to recite the Doctrine of the Mean. The feeling of joy once again washed over him. He felt like he was floating, he felt truly alive!


Then.


Stuck again.


Nevermind, let's try The Works of Mencius…


After working for almost two hours, he had recited whatever he could memorise from the Four Books and Five Classics. He felt divine. Despite the immense sense of joy he felt, he began to feel mentally fatigued. He was still young, only six years of age. His mind was still undeveloped and naturally will begin to feel tired after these recitations.


As he dreamt, he vaguely saw a black seed buried deep inside his heart. On the seed, a small, delicate leaf was dancing around.


On the leaf, a pearly droplet of water was forming.


"Plop!"


The droplet hit the ground. Instead of splattering, it rapidly penetrated the ground, as if disappearing within the thirsty soil. As it sunk through, it showed no signs of stopping.


Very quickly…


The droplet vanished.


Immediately after, another pearly droplet began to form, and slowly fell onto the soil.


Again and again, the cycle continued. Droplets formed and reformed…


The first rays of sunlight peeked through the window and landed on Fang Zhengzhi's boyish face. Sitting up, his jet-black eyes opened slowly.


He felt like a brand new person.

This is a strange and inexplicable world…Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, wood, the Sun, moonlight, stars… All creation under the Heavens and Earths are sources of energy. In this world, there are all the classics from his previous world, but there is a new addition: The Law of Dao. Fang Zhengzhi was conflicted. I can obtain power from reading books? Should I read Tao Te Ching first? Or should I read The Art of Becoming Invisible? What about the Analects of Confucius or… The Golden Lotus? With The Law Of Dao as his foundation, can Fang Zhengzhi master the Dao of All Creation?

J felt all her blood crept up to her face. She looked at the dishes that Madam Kelly prepared. It consists mainly of leafy vegetables, legumes, fish, meat and eggs. These foods boost fertility, Madam Kelly sure knows her thing. J thought.

After they had their lunch, Madam Kelly and Chairman John went up to their bedroom to take an afternoon nap. J was left in the family room.

 After a couple of minutes, Jacob walked in the family room with a couple of books in his hands. 

"I noticed that you liked reading classic novels. I got a couple here from the library, but I am not sure if you have read any of this. You should take a look. If you have already read them, I'll find another one for you." Jacob said with a smile standing in front of her.

J was sitting on the sofa so she has to tilt her head upwards to look at Jacob. Her face becomes gentle realizing how Jacob take his time to notice her habit of reading and what kind of books she prefers to read. She reached for the books before saying 'Thank you' to Jacob.

Jacob sits beside her and grab for the remote control of the flat-screen TV and turned it on. Madam Kelly already insisted on them to stay overnight and they complied.  Without anything to do this afternoon, Jacob decided to watch a movie while he searched for books for J to read.

J looked at the books that Jacob brought her. Jacob was right, they were all classic novels from Jane Austen, Emily Bronte, Alexander Dumas, Leo Tolstoy, Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, and Bram Stoker. She has already read all these books that Jacob brought her. But to avoid disturbing Jacob from watching, she didn't tell him. Instead, she chose Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, which she has read a couple of times.  Jane Austen is her favorite author and she has a collection of all of her six books. Among them, Pride and Prejudice is her favorite. It is a romantic novel about two lovers whom before had their happy ending have to conquer their pride and prejudices against each other.

J had even memorized the authors opening line, 'It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.' Thou she finds it ironic, as these days those man with a good fortune would rather stay single to enjoy their liberty. Just like how Jacob and J were before they met.

After half an hour reading with her back leaning on the backrest of the sofa and her feet on her front closed to each other, J felt a little bit stiff so she stretched her back and neck. 

"If you're feeling a little stiff you can change your position. How about you raise your feet on the sofa?" Jacob said with a worried look.

When he receives no response, Jacob got off his seat and kneel in front of J.

"What are you doing?" J asked with a surprised look.

Jacob didn't answer her instead, he took off her slippers and raised her feet on the sofa with her knees pointing on one side. Then he returned to sit beside her.

Due to her position, her body is now leaning to Jacob's body and her knees were now touching Jacob's hips. J gazed at him. "Feels better, right?" Jacob said smiling when he caught her gazing at him.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

NOTE:
I know I am not that good of a writer but I do enjoy it. So please understand if there were errors in my works. Suggestions and comments are very welcome.

Copyright disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Pain. All she felt was pain.

It seared in her bones and through her mind, not like the dull throb of a bruise, but rather the clear cuts of shattered glass. Every tendril of agony reached out and embraced her as countless images and thoughts passed through her sights.

[Host is recognized to be in a critical psychological state. As a preventative measure, memories have been sealed.]

Even through the haze of pain, the strange voice was calming, soothing and mechanical.

Like the receding tide, the flood of pain subsided. The blissful feeling of peace relaxed her contorted expression, and she fell back against the coarse linen pillows.

"Sister! Sister!" A young voice shook her worriedly. Wiping away the tears, Lorelei took in the sight of her 'sister'.

She felt her stomach drop as she looked at that bubbly and immature face darkened with worry. A knife seemed to screw inside her gut, but she couldn't put her finger on the origin, and the feeling went away.

Lorelei knew this person. So deeply ingrained was the memory that even the system couldn't stop the damage it caused.

"Who?" The feverish Lorelei croaked; her voice parched from dehydration. "Who am I?"

The thirteen-year-old girl in front of her was dressed in strange attire. The air around her was unfamiliar. It felt strange and foreign, despite Lorelei not even knowing what home felt like.

[Sealed memories have been filtered and are ready to be redistributed.]

Before the girl could respond, a trickle of information came to Lorelei.

She was Lorelei, a high school student from the 21st century with an obsession with books and the written world. It was her form of escape. She didn't know what from. Lorelei only knew that in her time, she had read countless popular works of both fiction and non-fiction.

[Host profile is being constructed. Please be patient.]

[Profile:

Name – Lorelei

Systema – Wordsmith

Level – Nil

Completed Works – Nil

Skills:

Photographic Semantic Memory (MAX) – Allows the user to recall any and all general information and facts in full detail.

Photographic Episodic Memory (MAX) (Locked) – Allows the user to recall any and all autobiographical information in full detail.

Memory Album (MAX) – Allows the user to sort, organize and restrict memories to prevent cluttering of the conscious.

Printing (Lvl. 1) – Can exchange magic crystals for printing. Depending on the level, extra benefits may adhere to the printed product. Benefits can be unlocked through the Product List.

Editing (Lvl. 1) – Allows the user to edit and refine books regardless of original authorship.

Blacklist (Lvl. 1) – Allows the user to bar entry of customers at an equivalent level to the host.

Auto-Defence (Lvl. 1) – Guarded defense can be employed by the user. The shop is reinforced. Equivalent to a single level beyond the host. Defense features can be unlocked through the Product List.

Product List – User can exchange magic crystals in return for benefits to the shop and host. Some items are restricted until the conditions are fulfilled.

Quests:

Path of Cultivation – As an acclaimed Wordsmith, how can you not have your cultivation technique to shock the masses? Create your cultivation technique. Time Limit – Nil. Penalty – Nil. Reward – 1 EXP.

EXP – 0/10.]

Lorelei started to shake, and tears poured from her eyes.

She didn't want this. She knew she didn't want to go back, but she didn't want to go further. Lorelei was too familiar with this. She knew the struggles of a classic protagonist. It wasn't smooth sailing. She didn't want it.

"I can escape. I can run away. I can find a place to hole up and read books. That sounds nice."

Run away. She had always dealt with her problems that way. She didn't dare escape physically, but she had her books to steal her away to magical places. There, she could be whoever she wanted to be and forget for a moment about the cruel world.

"Sister, it's okay. I'm here." Lorelei felt a soft hand hold her own, and her shaking stopped, a buried memory rearing its head.

Guilt and fear. Regret.

"Mercy." Lorelei reached up and stroked the girl's face, seemingly reliving a tragedy. Sorrow nested in her eyes.

"Yep, sis, I'm Mercedes. You need to calm down. Your fever is almost cured, just lay down and rest." A confident and brave smile lit up her face, and a twinkle deep within couldn't be hidden.

Her younger sister. Lorelei felt her shocked soul anchor slightly, and she knew immediately that running away wasn't an option. She would go through hell and high heaven, but she wouldn't let her sister leave her this time.

This time?

Lorelei furrowed her brows. It was on the tip of her tongue, so close yet so far away.

"I'll fetch tea!" Mercy remembered, and bounded off like a young doe out of the small bedroom.

Lorelei took a deep breath, and closed her eyes, sorting through the memories of her current situation. When she found them, she summoned them to the forefront of her mind, and recited them slowly, reinforcing the information.

She could only recall the most basic autobiographical stuff. She was Lorelei, a young maiden whose parents passed away, leaving a bookstore for the two siblings to manage. She could only glean further information by recalling the books she had read in this world.

"Transmigration, it seems, and with a system no less." Lorelei gave a helpless smile, sitting herself up. "The Holy Garden Continent, Amaryllis Empire. Filled with every classic cultivator trope, but based more on a magical system. Books seem to be a commodity, a sign of wealth, so my parents probably weren't that poor, considering they ran a bookstore."

Without a printing press, books had to be reproduced by hand, which takes both time and skill. Many commoners could go their whole lives without so much as looking at a book. This also made it harder for commoners to become cultivators, as cultivation techniques and battle skills are in written form.

That's right, in this world, anyone has the talent to become a cultivator.

This world didn't have a universal energy that converted to different forms, unlike classic magic systems. Rather, the energy took different forms depending on the matter it flows through.

It would be impossible to cultivate Fire Magic without a source of said fire. In addition, this world had much more versatility. Inside a flame, there existed many types of magic to be cultivated, including Blaze Magic, Scorch Magic, and Searing Ignition Magic. Each magic-type varied in quality, strength, and properties.

That's why cultivation techniques are so important. They allow you to target and isolate particular magic types easier, allowing for faster and higher quality cultivation.

If cultivation techniques outlined how to absorb magic, battle skills covered the methods to release. Each magic type had countless different applications. Battle skills are specifically designed methods to channel these applications.

"The people who can create cultivation techniques and battle skills are held in high esteem by every cultivator. For many, they are untouchable positions."

In the Amaryllis Empire, the emperor poured funds and taxes into the Academy, for no reason but for the number of esteemed teachers the Academy possesses able to create these works and teach them to students. The Academy and Empire, though technically independent, formed a symbiotic relationship.

The emperor provides funds for the professor's various studies, and the professors will in turn nurture cultivators to enhance the Empire's military capability.

"In a book I read, the Academy's library is one of the most complete research spaces in all of the Empire."

Lorelei, however, found the Academy rather lacking in her opinion, for one single reason.

There are no novels!

Non-fiction is the prevailing genre in the Amaryllis Empire. Power is everything, and knowledge is power. For that reason, books are respected. Novels for entertainment and pleasure, on the other hand, are practically unheard of.

"Oh, the travesty!" Lorelei clenched her fist. Despite her missing memories, one thing was undeniable, and that was her allegiance to the art of fiction!

Mercy came back in with a tray of tea, setting it down on the bedside table. Lorelei picked up the hot tea and began to sip, savoring the flavor.

"Mercy, could you bring me a book to read? One that I haven't already?" Lorelei wanted a moment of peace to drink tea and read.

"Sis, you must be joking. What book do we have that you haven't read? Besides, we currently don't have any books in stock!"

Lorelei looked at Mercedes in surprise. "We are a bookstore without books?"

Were they stolen, pillaged or burnt? Is this the classic protagonist revenge instigator in transmigration novels? No, that can't be right. If that were so, Mercedes would at least have a look of indignation on her face.

"Sister, you must've forgotten!" The young girl smiled. "A young noble came in not too long ago and bought out our stock, allowing me to buy your medicine! It's understandable though, considering that you were at the peak of your fever!"

Lorelei sighed in relief. Revenge was way too troublesome.

"Do we have any magic crystals left?"

Magic crystals are the only currency in the Amaryllis Empire. They are the crystallization of magic in it's most pure form and can be used to store magic types for easier cultivation, making them a useful utility as well as currency.

"Yes, we do! Even though your symptoms were bad, the medicine from the Alchemy Tower is rather cheap in comparison!"

Comparison. That was the golden word. Lorelei had little doubt it would've cost all of their inheritance, as well as dug deep into the funds from selling the books.

Mercy rushed out and soon returned with a large sack of gems. They were clear like glass but had structural integrity comparable to stainless steel. They weren't easily damageable without attempting to, yet couldn't be considered tough either.

"Mercy, how many books did we sell previously?"

"Hmm? I'd say upwards of fifty, but no more than sixty!"

Lorelei paused thoughtfully when looking at the large sack.

"According to the System, I should be able to exchange these?"

[Indeed. However, some crystals are purer than others. These crystals have a purity of approximately 10%, making it a ten to one point conversion rate! Would host like to absorb: 1210 crystals, or 121 points?]

"No. Absorb 1000 crystals."

Lorelei still needed some crystals for other uses, and couldn't afford to exchange them all. From what she could see, one crystal was equivalent to a single dollar in her previous world. Going off Mercy's approximation of fifty sold books, that would mean each book would sell for upwards of twenty crystals.

[Exchanging 1000 crystals for 100 points!]

Mercy watched in astonishment as the crystals began to liquefy into a white stream, and pour into Lorelei's body.

"Sis, what's happening?"

"I'm beginning my journey of a lazy yet fulfilling lifestyle as a transmigrator!" The words flew right over the young girl's head, but she nodded anyway. Sis read much more books than her, so she trusted her a lot.

Lorelei didn't feel any form of distrust towards the girl. In every way shape and form, in the core of her soul, Lorelei knew this was her sister. It didn't matter if it was a different world.

"I should start by creating a cultivation technique so I can improve my power and defense capabilities."

That was Lorelei's deepest instinct, not only to protect herself at all costs but also her sister. A safe environment was going to be the cornerstone of a happy life. Her sister would never come to harm again so long as she lived.

Wait, why 'again'?

Lorelei started feeling sick again and had trouble fighting it off. Her body was still fragile from the high fever, but it seemed to have recovered ever since she transmigrated. She felt healthy, so why?

This wasn't a physical sick, but a sick she felt in her spirit.

Luccyan became more and more famous in Wano, either for his looks or for the laws he created for the country himself.

Violence, theft, misery, hunger and poverty, each of which quickly disappeared from Wano.

The streets of the capital of Flores became cleaner, shops, restaurants and inns were born every week.

This was good because it generated more capital, and the economy was spinning at full speed.

Citizens became increasingly wealthy.

With more money in their pocket, people dreamed and started their own businesses.

It must be said that Wano, had a lot of land and a lot of population, which made money have more and more value.

The only thing that hurt them was Kaido barring traders from other islands from entering Wano.

Although this was detrimental to the empire, it was not enough to break them.

Luccyan, knew this would be a problem in the future, so he gave some ideas of trade styles to his citizens.

The first was to build a school and college, what he needed most now, huh Wano was for his people to be people with the least amount of knowledge.

For the base of a strong country was in education.

A few months before the opening of the school and college, Luccyan had purchased several books on economics, trade law, etc. from his system store.

Luccyan had also made a book with his own hands, cultures, islands, races, cultures and everything about One Piece World.

Of course, he also detailed the navy, the pirates and the world government.

As this was his own territory and there was his own people in it, he would not let the world government paint a face of justice in its own lands.

So he did a little brainwashing on the population of Wano.

These books were much simpler to use than normal books.

It was enough to open them for the information to enter the user's mind.

There was also no problem that there was a lot of information to be learned, as this information was unforgettable for people to read.

After buying these general knowledge books, he made several copies of them and distributed them to future "teachers" at the school and university.

Everything went according to plan and the days passed.

The school and university were running at full speed, many children had enrolled for classes.

Many young men who already had basic education, entered university looking for knowledge for their future profession.

As time passed by the newly created Wano empire, it began to take shape.

Its citizens who in more than 80% were illiterate, now already had a solid base on education.

With citizens no longer illiterate and well studied, new professions were appearing.

Carpenters, builders, mechanics, architects, mathematicians, farmers, chefs, administrators, lawyers and more.

These professions added new colors to an underdeveloped population.

The cities, which were small and poorly built, were reformed.

Roads, buildings, sidewalks, walls, squares, parks.  Those that already existed were rebuilt and those that did not exist were created from scratch.

Due to the memory of his previous world, Luccyan had several ideas on how to improve his empire.

Gradually Wano became more like modern Japan, they did not lose their classic buildings while adding new modern and architectural buildings.

These changes also startled in a good way Toki, Kikunojo, Kikuhime and Rouge.

They didn't know where all the knowledge Luccyan was showing them came from.

And as good wives they didn't ask him unless he wanted to tell them.

Of course, his classic excuse was to say that this knowledge I saw and his old homeland.

That answer made them think about what their homeland was like.

"Don't worry, one day I will take you there."

That's what he said when he realized his curiosities.

All this evolution has gone hand in hand with time.

After all, it spared no one.


To be continued...

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