High school palang nang nangarap na mag asawa si alexis. Pangarap niyang magkaroon ng sariling pamilya at anak. Mababaw man ang pangarap niyang iyon ay wala na syang pakialam. Gusto nyang magkaroon ng pamilya sa edad na 19 .kahit na nag aaral pa lamang ay yun na ang kanyang gusto. 

Si Ethan naman ay isang

Diary ng isang simpleng college student na naging Presidente ng isang malaking Student  Organization.

Gun-Ho was sitting at the café inside New Otani Hotel. He kept checking the hour by looking at his Omega watch. He felt like time goes very slowly today.
"It's already several minutes past noon. Why is she not here yet?"
Gun-Ho was waiting for Mori Aikko and she hadn't showed up yet.
"Maybe I am not an appropriate sponsor for her since I am a foreigner and I can't even properly communicate with her in any language. It was my fault insisting on being her sponsor just because I have money. She is the most famous geisha in Japan after all. I was being thoughtless."
Gun-Ho regretted to suggest Mori Aikko and Mama-san that he wanted to be Mori Aikko's sponsor.
Gun-Ho felt sorry to Mama-san Segawa Joonkko from the bar and the Korean restaurant owner—Ji-Yeon Choi from Akasaka who tried to help Gun-Ho to become Mori Aikko's sponsor.
"I acted just like a nouveau riche. I used to hate the nouveau riche from Gangnam when I was in Noryangjin studying for the government job exam while working as a factory worker."
Gun-Ho kept thinking that he shouldn't have asked to be Mori Aikko's sponsor in the first place. He felt like an idiot.
 
Gun-Ho looked around the café in the hotel.
He could see a few men in the café, who looked like businessmen wearing suits. He also saw a young lady who was wearing jeans with a blue silk blouse. She looked like a college student, and she entered the café.
"A college student who could afford to have a coffee in a café, located in this expensive hotel… Her parents must be very wealthy."
That college student-looking young lady was looking around the café with her hair blowing. She seemed to be looking for someone.
"She is a very pretty student. She has a gorgeous face, maybe because she is from a wealthy Japanese family."
 
When that young lady saw Gun-Ho, she smiled and walked towards him.
"Koko ni suwatte mo īdesu ka? (Can I sit here)?"
Gun-Ho couldn't understand why this student was talking to him. He looked at her closely.
"Oh! Mori Aikko!"
Gun-Ho had only seen her in Kimono before. He had never expected to see her in jeans with her long hair down like that. He almost couldn't recognize her.
"Hai!"
Gun-Ho gestured for her to sit on a chair at the other side of the table by pointing the chair.
 
"Okuretesumimasen (I'm sorry that I'm late)."
Mori Aikko bowed to Gun-Ho politely before sitting on the chair. Mori Aikko smiled slightly at Gun-Ho.
"She is absolutely gorgeous and bottomlessly cute."
While appreciating Mori Aikko's youth and her beauty, Gun-Ho suddenly became self-conscious about his own appearance. He felt like he was fat and being out of shape. He looked down at his belly while holding a cup of coffee. His belly seemed to have bulged a bit.
"Oh my gosh, what am I doing here? She is only 20 years old and I am a 35 years old man!"
Gun-Ho felt sorry for Mori Aikko.
 
Gun-Ho started talking with Mori Aikko by writing. They both knew how to read and write Chinese characters. Gun-Ho studied in China and Mori Aikko was born and raised in Japan. Chinese characters became the medium for them to communicate with each other.
"Did you have lunch?"
"Imadani (Not yet), Madadesu (Not yet)."
This time, Mori Aikko wrote a Chinese character on a piece of blank paper. When Gun-Ho understood what she wrote, she became so excited and clapped silently. Whenever she laughed, Gun-Ho could see her snaggletooth that was commonly seen among Japanese women. Her snaggletooth was slightly covered by her lips, which only added to her charm. She was very cute with her snaggletooth.
Gun-Ho looked at Mori Aikko's neck, who was laughing. Her fair skin was dazzling.
 
Gun-Ho took her to a steak restaurant located inside the hotel and ordered steak and wine.
Mori Aikko was not good at cutting up the steak.
"I will cut them for you."
Gun-Ho cut her steak into small pieces so she could easily eat.
"Here we go."
Gun-Ho speared a piece of steak with a fork and handed it to Mori Aikko. She chewed the piece of steak that Gun-Ho cut for her. She looked extremely cute.
 
After lunch, they walked out of the hotel building and took a walk at Yoyogi Park.
"Mori Aikko, I will protect you and take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Really?"
Gun-Ho held Mori Aikko's hand; it took Gun-Ho a lot of courage to do so. Gun-Ho's hand was rough with calluses—caused by his previous and prolonged manual work in a factory. On the other hand, Mori Aikko's hand was very tender and silky.
The cherry blossoms were in full bloom in Yoyogi Park. Gun-Ho was walking while holding Mori Aikko's wrist when he thought that the flower would look good on her. Gun-Ho plucked a cherry blossom and put it in her hair.
"Hold on, Gū daitōryō-san (President Goo)."
Mori Aikko pulled out a small hand mirror from her purse and looking at herself in the mirror to see the flower on her hair.
"You don't have to check it. You look beautiful."
Mori Aikko smiled at what Gun-Ho said. Gun-Ho was not sure whether Mori Aikko understood his Korean or not. Mori Aikko was a bit different from other young people of her age. It seemed that she didn't have a chance to properly socialize and learn about society in general since she had stayed mostly in Gion and spent most of her time learning dancing there. She didn't go to school and that made her more pure and innocent. She seemed extremely pure to Gun-Ho.
 
Gun-Ho and Mori Aikko sat by the pond in Yoyogi Park.
"Are you okay? Aren't your legs tired yet?"
Mori Aikko shook her head from side to side while laughing.
They started talking by writing again.
"Mori Aikko, I love you."
"I do like you as well, Gū daitōryō-san. I like the fact that you are a self-made successful man."
Gun-Ho put his arm around her shoulders.
"Can you write down the lyrics of the song you sang last time at the bar?"
Mori Aikko started writing the lyrics. Gun-Ho looked at Mori Aikko who was sitting by the pond while writing something on a paper. He thought that she looked more like a college freshman who was sitting on a college campus, rather than a geisha.
'Whew. She could be a college student at her age. Why did her destiny lead her to the life of a geisha and let her dance until late at night in a bar.'
 
Mori Aikko handed the piece of paper to Gun-Ho. It seemed that she was done writing the lyrics.
Gun-Ho read the lyrics. Gun-Ho could read Katakana and Hiragana in Japanese. He might not fully understand what it means but he could read."
"Can you sing it like the last time you sang?"
Mori Aikko stared at the pond for a moment, and she started singing softly. It was a sad melody just like her sad fate.
 
"Anata no unmei ni meikakuna owari wa arimasenga, anata no kaori o sōzō shite kudasai… (There is no definite end to your destiny, but conceive your scent…)."
 
Gun-Ho started singing along with Mori Aikko while looking at the lyrics that she wrote down for him. Before they realized, they were singing together. Mori Aikko quietly held Gun-Ho's arm.
 
"It's about to rain. Let's get out of here."
Mori Aikko nodded.
The couple walked out of Yoyogi Park and headed to Shibuya. They bought an umbrella on the way and kept walking towards Shibuya.
They felt a bit cold as it was raining. They held each other as they shared one umbrella. Gun-Ho thought he could hear Mori Aikko's heart beating.
"Are you feeling cold?"
"I'm fine."
"Do you want to go somewhere and get some warm food?"
"It's okay. Let's just walk to Koendori."

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.

Just like what Zheng Lingling said, after Qiao Nan rejected the second year student that day, a third-year student came looking for Qiao Nan a few days later, asking her to 'study together' with him. "Qiao Nan, I am in my third year now. I know more than you. If you have any problems in your studies, we can discuss and find a solution together. It may not be good to work on it alone."
The third-year student was smart. He knew that Qiao Nan valued ​​learning, so he tried to appeal to her through learning.
In the past, Qiao Nan did not care for these things. Hence, there were a lot of things that she had ignored.
Ever since Tang Mengran's reminder last time, Qiao Nan had become much more sensitive.
Qiao Nan noticed that when the third year student turned up at their class, many of the people in the class had their eyes on them. Many students were particularly crowding around the doorway of their classroom as if they were in for a good show.
"You are in the third year?" Qiao Nan tapped her pen on the desk.
The third-year student flashed a confident smile, showing his white teeth. "That's right. Like you, I am very interested and confident in my studies. My results have always been good and I have always ranked in the first ten in the level. If we study together, we can have a lot of discussions about the problems that we encounter in our studies."
Tang Mengran patted Zheng Lingling's shoulder. "I have some impression of this senior. His family is very well-to-do. The watch that he wears costs over a thousand dollars. Do you think he will be successful?"
Zheng Lingling gulped. "He will definitely be disappointed. Can't you see that Nan Nan does not have any impression of him? He is just like a passerby. He will not succeed. What I am curious about is how Nan Nan is going to reject him once and for all."
Qiao Nan arched her eyebrows and glanced at the empty seat next to her that belonged to Zhu Baoguo.
After Tang Mengran's reminder last time, Qiao Nan had figured out a pattern.
These boys who asked her to go to the library to 'read books' would usually come when Zhu Baoguo was not in the classroom. "You have come at the right time. I have a mathematics problem that I can't solve. Can senior take a look at it?"
"Sure." The student smiled. He was most worried that Qiao Nan would not give him any response. As long as she was willing to talk to him, he had a way to make her agree to go out with him.
Since the third year student agreed to help, Qiao Nan tore a clean page from her book and wrote said problem on it. She then handed the pen and rough paper to the third year student. "Senior, please help me solve this."
"No problem." The third-year student took the paper with confidence.
He was in the top ten among all the third year students. He had no problem with the third year questions, let alone first year ones. It was child's play to him!
"I will have to trouble senior." Qiao Nan leaned toward Zhu Baoguo's empty seat, leaving enough space for the third year student.
But the third year student soon lost the self-confidence that he had at the beginning. He was full of doubts and looked troubled. He frowned, deep in thought. He never stopped writing, and the rough paper was now covered with workings and calculations. However, he still could not get the answer.
When he realized that there was no more space on the paper, he hesitated before asking, "Can you give me another piece of rough paper?"
"No problem." Qiao Nan generously gave him a stack of rough paper. "Feel free to use them."
With the stack of rough paper, the third year student had lots of paper to work his calculations on.
The third-year student leaned against Qiao Nan's table for a quarter of an hour, writing three pages worth of calculations, but he just could not get the answer. "This question…"
"It's okay if you can't solve it…"
"No, I can solve it. It's just that this is your classroom. This is not the environment that I am familiar with. I am not used to it. Why don't I bring it back with me first? When I solve it, I will come back to show you how to solve it." The third-year student blushed in embarrassment. One could tell that he was just giving excuses.
Not your own classroom? Unfamiliar environment? Could not think clearly?
If this were the case, then the third year student could not possibly sit for the exam or the college entrance examination.
For the college entrance examination, it was common to sit for the exams in different classrooms. Some students even had to go to other schools.
"Sure, no problem." Qiao Nan nodded and agreed readily.
With that, the third-year student left the classroom without another word.
Fang Fang pursed her lips. "Nan Nan, what kind of problem is that? I want to give it a try, can I?"
"Sure." Qiao Nan smiled. "Why don't I write the question on the blackboard? Everyone who is interested can try it. We can discuss as well. This is what schools are for."
After that, Qiao Nan walked up to the blackboard.
Qiao Nan, who rarely wrote on the blackboard, had a piece of chalk in her hand and started writing. Her handwriting was beautiful and neat. It drew the attention of others.
"For goodness sake, Nan Nan, your handwriting on the blackboard is so beautiful! I heard many people may have good handwriting, but since they are not used to writing on the blackboard, their words will not look nice on it." He Yun was amazed. Qiao Nan's handwriting was much more beautiful than the teacher's. They looked as if they were printed onto the blackboard.
"You should have been accustomed to it. Nan Nan is an all-rounder. She outshines us all." Tao Zhenqin ground her teeth in a mixture of admiration and anger.
"Here is the question. Let's give them a try." He Yun picked up the pen and started to work on it. She wanted to know what kind of question could scare a third-year student away.
When most of the students in class one were working on this problem, several students from other classes, and even other levels, copied the question and spread it around.
It seemed that everyone felt that only those who could solve the problem were qualified to go to the library with Qiao Nan.
"Oh, my god! I give up. My brain cells are dying. This question is too difficult. Nan Nan, do you want us dead by coming up with such a question?"
Tang Mengran was the first to give up.
Tang Mengran knew her standard. Given this kind of difficult question, she would not be able to solve it in ten days or even ten years.
She did not believe that this kind of question would come up in the three years of high school.
Tao Zhenqin was the second to give up, and Fang Fang was the last to give up.
Regardless of whoever gave up first, everyone in class one gave up even before the self-study session was over.
Everyone knew their own standard.
They could tell whether they could solve the question or not.
Nobody was able to solve such a difficult question.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Nakagawa Aokiji did not mean literal sacrifice.
"The game that was created by Class 4 of the second grade was a game called [Nonexistent Person]. The rules of the game were straightforward, select a person from the class and ignore him completely. Treat him like an invisible man and pay no attention to whatever he did. In short, treat him like a nonexistent person."
The winter was over, and the spring weather was nice and cool. Even though it was close to dawn, the temperature at night was still freezing.
After listening to what Aokiji just said, a sudden chill came over them as they felt a strong sense of absurdity. It was not because they were frightened, it was because they did not expect that the vast fire incident was all because of a game.
They didn't really understand the details of the incident. They knew that the protagonists of the event were all the students from the fourth class of the second grade, and a transfer student, Ito Shunji.
Indeed. At that time, the students intended to choose the person by drawing lots after they came up with the game.
However, nobody wanted to be the [Nonexistent Person]. So someone suggested that since all of them already knew about the game, it would defeat the purpose of the game, even if they succeeded in choosing someone to be the [Nonexistent Person].
The reason was that the chosen person would have known about this game and that everybody else was just acting. If it were the case, the game would be meaningless and therefore, no fun.
As a result, the students of Class 4 of the second grade racked their brains to think of a way to optimize the game.
Just when they almost wanted to give up, the teacher announced that a student would transfer to their school in a few days.
The students from Class 4 of the second grade were very excited. They had finally found the most suitable person to be the [Nonexistent Person]!
And this was the initial cause of the fire incident in Akichi High School.
"Aokiji, how could we not know about this incident?!" Masato Yamazaki freaked out upon hearing it, but he was not done talking, "You didn't even inform us before coming here."
The others nodded along. Although they did know a little regarding the incident, they were definitely not as well informed as Aokiji.
Aokiji smiled, "I'm telling you guys right now for the sake of intensifying the atmosphere. Wouldn't it be very boring if you knew about it earlier?"
Even though they came to Akichi High School without preparation, Aokiji had already inquired into the incident, mainly to enhance the atmosphere while exploring the high school.
Based on what he could see, it was beneficial.
"But wouldn't the teacher step in?" Chiba Shiori suddenly opened her mouth. She looked at Aokiji and asked, "Normally, when a student transfers to another school, he would have to make a self-introduction… Don't tell me, the game had already started that time?"
Even if the game started and all his classmates treated Ito Shunji as the [Nonexistent Person], he could still talk to the teachers and students from other classes.
If this happened, Class 4 of the second grade would not be able to pull off the game.
Kimura Kazuki glanced at Shiori and nodded. This story was indeed full of flaws from his point of view. Maybe it was just like what Aokiji said, it was only to enhance the atmosphere.
"It was said that even the teachers participated in the game," Aokiji did not ignore Shiori's question and replied directly. "As for the students from other classes, Class 4 of the second grade had told them in advance. The game that was only supposed to be played amongst themselves eventually became a game that was played by the whole school."
Aokiji noticed the doubt on Shiori's face and smiled.
 "At that time, the President of the Student Union of Akichi High School was from Class 4 of the second grade, and he was the biggest delinquent in the school."
"Huh? I thought only those who are good in studies and of excellent moral characters can be the Student Union President?" Suzuki Aichi remarked, "When I was in high school, a senior of that nature held the post of President of the Student Union."
Without waiting for Aokiji to reply, Yasuda Aoi, who was standing next to him, smiled and said, "Aichi, yours was a special case. For the sake of the college entrance examination, the majority of high school students were devoted to learning, both mentally and physically. Along with the addition of club activities, they couldn't serve in the student union."
Aokiji rolled his eyes at Yasuda Aoi, who talked out of turn. He knew that Yasuda wanted to show off in front of Aichi and thus, decided not to say much.
Kazuki nodded quietly, seemingly deep in thought.
One could only do so much. Kazuki could study and hold the positions of the Head of Department of Sword Believers' Club and the President of the Student Union at the same time.
He believed that no one in the school would reject him if he wished to be President.
In spite of that, he did not do so as it would be very tiring. There was a limit to what a man could do, it would be impossible for him to do that.
The person who was serving as the President of the Student Union in Sakura Kyu Academy was one of the members of the Sword Believers' Club, Yanagawa Izumi.
This guy's grades were awful, he did not have the inborn talent for studying. His study plan for the guy was basically useless, which was why Kazuki told him to be the President of the Student Union.
The college entrance examination in Japan was different from those of other countries.
The examination was divided into two sessions. The first session primarily consisted of written exam to examine the capability of mastering knowledge from textbooks. The second session would be either a college interview or a professional assessment, testing one's ability, and also his skill in answering questions.
These two sessions of examination could help in further discovering the students' potentials. They would then enroll the students based on their performance or overall results.
If Yanagawa Izumi fails his written exam, he might still get a chance to further his study, as he was the former President of the Student Union.
"Those female leads in anime, paragons of virtue, serving as the Student Union Presidents and the Head of Department in clubs, bantering flirtatiously with the male lead, are fictitious," Sakai Reiko who was next to him mocked.
Aokiji could not help but smile. The horrifying atmosphere that he rendered just now dissipated after all the interruption.
Contrary to what one might expect, Shiori had been thinking. Unlike Kazuki, she was a real novelist. Even though the sales of her first published work was not very good, at least she had taken the first step to become a novelist.
The editor told her that there were two quick ways to gain popularity.
First, she could write a light novel that was guaranteed to be popular. As long as it was well-liked, manga, cartoon adaptation and popularity would come surging.
Secondly, she could write a non-mainstream light novel, gather some fans first, and make steadfast progress. There was no need to reach for what was beyond her grasp.
Which was why she chose the supernatural genre. And for the sake of writing, today she deliberately came to Akichi High School, a school that was discussed on all paranormal forums and infamous for its supernatural incidents.
"Mr. Nakagawa, how did you know about these?" Shiori realized that she was straightforward and smiled faintly.
"I apologize, I just wanted to know about the incident five years ago as it will help me in my writing."
Aokiji laughed, "There really is nothing to hide. If you investigate thoroughly, you will find out something about the fire incident five years ago. Almost all the students in Class 4, the second grade were taken away. There was actually a sick student who had requested a leave of absence and was resting in the dormitory. He managed to escape death by sheer luck."


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

Chen Feng stood in front of Sun Minghai, but there was a dreadful smile on his face. A smile like that made Sun Minghai secretly gulped his saliva.

Sun Minghai held a teacup and took a sip of tea. He watched Chen Feng strangely and said.

"Chen Feng, what are you doing here?"

Looking at his indifferent expression, Chen Feng resisted himself from hitting him in the face, then he said slowly.

"This morning, why didn't you tell me the gate would close ahead of time?"

Sun Minghai's hand paused in the air, he looked dumbfounded. He remembered that he really forgot to tell him about this matter.

"Ah reh reh...didn't I tell you already? Ah...my memory is not good Hehe..." He avoided Chen Feng's gaze, his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"But didn't I remind you to come to school early? You have no right to blame me for this." He complained in a hurry.

"Ugh! That's true. But but..." Chen Feng wanted to argue but he couldn't.

"So, the rumor student that jump over the gate is...you!?" Sun Minghai remembered what Teacher Li just told him, he pointed his tremble finger at Chen Feng.

"Do I have a choice? If I was late a little, do you think the inspector would allow me to take the exam?" Chen Feng helplessly shrugged his shoulder.

That was true, if he wasted his time writing down the formal form, he would definitely be late for his midterm exam.

"Oh, fortunately, that you think faster." Thinking about it, Sun Minghai sighed a relief. If Chen Feng failed the exam, he also would face the problem.

"I have a request and I hope you can help me." Chen Feng suddenly spoke in a serious face.

"Another one? Okay, talk!" Sun Minghai sipped some more tea and listened to him intensely.

"I want to take the college entrance exam." Chen Feng said.

Pff* 

Cough* Cough*

Sun Minghai choked, he coughed for a while, then he stood up and shouted.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY? COLLEGE ENTRANCE EXAM?"

His sound echoed in the office. Other teachers looked at him in wonder.

"Hah?"

"What happens?"

"What about the college entrance exam?"
.
.
.
Sun Minghai realized his action, he looked around, he quickly bowed his head and apologized.

"I-I am sorry." He said in a panic.

He then looked at Chen Feng stupidity as if seeing a ghost. He said in surprise.

"Are you kidding me? This joke is not funny at all."

Li Linzhu, his deck was near Sun Minghai, so he heard the whole conversation. He couldn't help but frown a little and said.

"Chen Feng, don't overestimate your own strength. Even if the God Student Fu Enron, she doesn't dare to say that she can take the college entrance exam. I encourage you not to jump too high and just study calmly."

"I am not kidding!" Chen Feng glanced at their faces and said in deep voice.

He could understand their feelings. He then explained to them.

"I had mastered all the knowledge in high school and I am sure about my ability to take the college entrance exam."

Suddenly, the principal room opened. An older man who wore formal clothes walked out of the room. He coincidently heard their discussions.

"Ho ho...you have such a wonderful student, principal Hahaha..." That old man laughed.

Principal only smiled and shook his head. Then he pointed to Chen Feng and introduced him to the old man.

"This is the student that I told you about. Not only he is good at sport, he even has a good result in his study."

"Chen Feng come here. This is the head of the education bureau, Chairman Wu." Principal signaled him to greet the old man.

"Hello, Chairman Wu." Chen Feng said that and bowed to him respectively.

"Hahaha...About your speech early, do you mean it?" Chairman Wu looked at Chen Feng up and down, he nodded his head and asked.

"Yes, I am confident in my ability." Chen Feng stood straight up and nodded his head seriously.

"Okay, I give you a chance. In this midterm exam, If your grade can be in the Top 3 Ranker, I will make the exception and register your name in the college entrance exam." Chairman Wu smiled kindly and said.

Suddenly, a voice sounded out from the door.

"Me too, I also want to take this college entrance exam." A figure walked inside the office and her voice made everyone in the room startled.

She was Fu Enron.

"Enron..." Li Linzhu was a little confused. He just mentioned her name a while ago, now she really appeared and asked the same request as Chen Feng.

Chen Feng also unconsciously looked at this cold and beauty girl. Even though she was famous in the school, Chen Feng never really paid attention to her. All he knew about her was that her academic achievements were very good, and she was very beautiful, but not to the extent that she could surpass Fang Yue (In his opinion).

"I also believe in my ability too." Fu Enron said that and she turned her head looked coldly at Chen Feng.

"Good luck to you." Her voice was rather indifferent and dismissive. She had her pride as the top student. How could she lose to the newcomer?

"Thank, you too!" Chen Feng didn't really care about her feeling. He just wanted to graduate from the high school early. There were many ways to gain Achievement Points outside. So this was the chance that was fallen from heaven for him.

Clap Clap Clap*

"Okay, I approve of your request too but in the same condition Hahaha..." 

Chairman Wu clapped his hand and he laughed happily. Looking at the two genius before his eye, he couldn't help but praise them in his heart. The citizens were the strength of the country, especially, the genius youngsters. How could he not delighted when he saw them growing up?

Chen Feng and Fu Enron said goodbye to everyone and they came out of the office together.

Fu Enron didn't say anything. She just walked back to her classroom.

Chen Feng's eyes fell on Enron's body at once, he quietly opened the Hero Extraction System and immediately said.

"System, extract Fu Enron character for me."

>[System Analysis]<

>[Cannot extract. System-level is not high enough to extract the character.]<

"What!? System, what do you mean?" Chen Feng startled and asked in wonder. This was the first time that system replied like this to him.

>[System's currently only at level 1. I can only extract the real character that has ability equal to 1st-level hero.]<

"So you mean that Fu Enron is stronger than 1st-level hero? How is it possible?"

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly stopped his step, he looked at her in disbelief.

"This Fu Enron is really not simple."

-Are you looking down on me? Do you think you are better than me?

Ok, now tell me!

-Study? - I have photographic memory and can speak more than 10 languages.

-Fight? - I have strenght of Hulk in "Marvel"

-Basketball? - I have power of "Slam Dunk". Convince yet? If not, I will get power from "Kuroko no Basket"

-Soccer? -  I will get power from "Captain Tsubasa" and get soccer skill from Ronaldo whenever I want.

Now what? Hey where are you going?
Tch...Dare you to look down on me because I'm fatty?

Ok now I become handsome. Do you convince yet?

See the transformation of Chen Feng because of System.

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Humanity faces complete annihilation after nukes are launched all over the world at the end of WW3. A diety intervenes moments before the bombs explode, preventing the destruction of all life remaining on Earth. This action isn't without a price though, as the diety gives humanity a chance to survive by placing them in a trial of its' own making to prove their worthiness. Thus beginning the Era of Summoning, and everything humanity knew is turned on its' head. Suddenly the world revolves around summons being used to fight monsters hellbent on wiping out humanity.

"Will humanity band together to become stronger and fight off the monster hordes, or will they remain as they were and continue on the path they were previously set on and bring about the complete annihilation of their race?"

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For the upcoming days Tony spends most of his time reviewing the past materials of both his physics and biology notes. Despite his improved memory he couldn't remember much about the classes since he already started getting into drugs at this time. But luckily he still has memory of all the test questions.

Meanwhile he would also be listening to all the rap songs he could find during this period. And he found himself able to remember most of the details after listening to a song a couple times. 

The days pass by very quickly between going to classes, doing class work and writing essays, and reviewing for the upcoming tests. During the period of time he found having the improved processing speed and memory very helpful. 

For example, not only can he remember everything he heard in the lectures. Meanwhile there were also increased focus and concentration despite the chatterings from other students. As though any noises or distractions that enter his senses can be selectively ignored. 

In the past concentration on even writing for a period of time was very hard and even reading more than a chapter from a college degree book was impossible. Now not only is reading a breeze, but he can also speed  read 10 lines per glance. 

This week besides reviewing and getting into rap music, it was mostly about the thesis for english that is going to be due next week. And by quickly searching through his memory there were a few interesting research ideas that quickly came up.

So what would have taken most college students a month and a half to do only took a week by noticing a few similar papers found in the reference area from the recommended books. 

Additionally, writing the thesis on the computers was very easy. Especially the fact that he found his physique a little more stronger than before due to the increased spiritual power. So the typing speed was akin to a top professional typist as a result of faster assimilation of muscle memory. 

After finishing the paper and reviewing through the materials for the exams. The rest of the time he stayed in the university library leafing through many basic mathematical and science materials since after so many years his foundation is a little rusty.

Maybe it's a direct result of the new mindset or increased mental ability but he find much of his past interests in casual sex and getting drunk in parties very much a waste of time. Nonetheless, this also means a stop with hanging out with the old crowd that he did in the past.

Time really passes by super quick when you use it wisely. After turning in the thesis to his English professor, now it is time to put his past review for Physics to test. 

Tony walks through the exam doors of his physics class still with a bit of  anxiety despite his confidence in his newfound abilities. But this is not much in comparison to the students around him who have hazy eyes and ruffled hair as a result of their late night cramming for the hardest physics exam. 

Walking closer to the front of the classroom he chose a seat, placing his backpack near the chair. This experience is all very familiar to him who has gone through the motions again. Picking out a sharp no.2 pencil and reviewing through the formulas inside his head.

After passing back the test paper to the student behind him Tony looks back at his own test. Seeing the first question on the paper suddenly a memory from the notes he reviewed spring to his mind, 'Yep this looks super familiar, too easy!'

Like the speed of a cheetah chasing after his prey, his pencil never stopped and is only going faster. Soon within 15 minutes he finally writes the last bit for the test and looks back at the masterpiece with a gling to satisfaction and stands up to turn his test to the front.

Placing the test on the front desk, the bald professor who's wearing a blue striped button shirt stopped writing and raised his old pair of glasses on his nose and looked at Tony, "Young man...finished?"

Tony nods at the obviousness of the question, and just turns his back to leave as the old professor still looks appalled. The students in the classroom all look at each other and are obviously amazed that a student that they never heard of could finish the hardest test that they know of so fast. 

"I order you to stop talking, you young man. Or I will stop your test on the basis of you cheating!" The professor regained his attention as Tony closed the door and left the room, and slowly looked down on the test copy on his desk.

Slowly nodding as he reads the answer that is written to the first problem. Soon his eyes widen little by little as he reads down. Whispering to himself, "This...is perfect!" Then raises his head slowly at the door where Tony just left, as though wondering a question to himself.

After ending the physics exam, he decided to head back to his dorm to do a bit more reading of some extracular science books and a bit more reviewing for the biology test. 

Another thing besides the enhanced intelligence, memory, and bit of increase in the leanness of his body is that he now needs less sleep. In the past he would need 9-10 hours of sleep but now feels charged after 6 hours everyday.

For the next day the test was very easy and didn't take much effort. Tony was the first person in his class to finish the test, which was way ahead of the others. As for the last week before the mission, time was mostly allotted to listening to different songs and music theories. 

Closing his eyes the voice of the System spoke, 'The user is about to enter into another universe...5%...37%...60%...Complete...Warning: If failure to accomplish mission, the user will be killed.'

Tony died once before in his former life and now he gets the chance to turn back time. 

Returning to when he was 18 when everything was fresh and new. Additionally he gets a system that can increase his Soul Power. 

Traveling to countless movies, anime, and novels:

Tony Stark: "If I'm Iron Man who's that guy flying in that armored suit?"

Madera Uchiha: "What! That thick eyebrow guy broke my susanoo!! Stop what you're doing!"

Harry Potter: "I thought I'm supposed to fight Voldemort. How come Ron just send a spell that burnt Voldemort into a barbecue chicken?"

*This is my first time writing. So feel free to tell me what improvements can be made :)

I am born in a country where kids complain about being forced to become a engineer by their parents but for me it was I myself who fought with my parents who are both teachers to become a diploma student...
some people have delusion that taking admission in diploma won't give a bright future so I am here to prove those that if you are capable then it doesn't matter which path you take you are going to do it coz
YOU CAN DO IT
How does it feel when you get into college???
Is it really what others say that college is a place where you don't have to study??
That here everybody has a boyfriend or girlfriend here?
many questions that used to pop up in my mind I would like to answer them by writing my diary daily (if possible) for consecutive 3 years...

I am just a student and I love to read, watch Korean drama and who is a die heart fan of BTS.
It is indeed hard for someone like me who is very different from other classmate moreover being a fresher in India a great problems..
Since last time I was found while writing my diary by my mother I quit writing it in any book so now i look for a digital platform to write...
This book wold be more like my everyday life at college...
Since I am from India: English is my third language so I apologize even before writing it...
Furthermore If someone wonders that why am I writing it you will understand it after reading my novel

A few days passed and Sylvia dropped Jon off at the academy gate, not to interfere with any of his business unless he asks for help, or another archmage intervenes. That was the deal Jon decided, since he had to work his way to becoming a professor before he could write his own book. If Sylvia intervened on this path, the other archmages of the academy would most definitely raise questions, since familial ties or other relationships cannot affect their progress in the college. This is to be unbiased towards all and prevent people without sufficient expertise to increase their rank.
Walking up to the gate, Jon saw an old man, sitting idly on an old chair. Although he looked senile, the mana fluctuations coming from the man would leave him on par with that royal Grand mage, Merlin.
"Hello mister…" Jon asked politely, waiting for a response. But none came. So he waited, and waited, and waited some more. Just as he was about to give up, a reaction came.
"Hmm. You seem to have good manners young mage. What brings you to the Rowell Magic Academy, also called the college of Descite."
"Yes. I have a transfer letter. I came here to apply to the college. I am sorry for the inconvenience."
Jon clearly knew that this man was very strong, and could crush someone like himself with just one spell. Therefore Jon put up an extremely courteous and polite front to face the old man.
"Ah! So you are the new student. It is astounding that they gave you permission to enter the school, halfway through the year. At first I thought you would be an arrogant brat whose parents have some connection in the college, but it seems like there is some integrity in you still. Go on and go to the first floor and find Tyler. He should help you with your accommodations. Give him my name, Goodwin, and he will manage the rest."
"Oh"
Jon was momentarily stunned by this old man. It seemed like the old man was testing him, to see if he was an 'arrogant brat'. He truly is an old fox who has lived too long. Waiting for 20 minutes just to test someone's manners is a bit too excessive!
"Go on. Get in there"
"Ah yes. Thank you."
With this, Jon was on his way to enter the school and go to the first floor. Upon gaining sight of the school itself, Jon was amazed by its sheer size. How could the tiny college he knew from the game be so extravagant. In the game it was only 2 floors high and covered an area of about 1 km2. But this was the real thing. It was around 5 floors high, with 17 mage towers surrounding it, each with the height of 9 floors or above, signifying that the school had 17 resident Archmages. There was also the one extremely tall 14 floor mage tower in the middle of the school's main building. It was almost as though the school was built around it. Suddenly, Jon remembered that a 13 floor magic tower signified that the mage who had built the tower had the strength of a peak archmage. But a 14 floor tower signified an existence exceeding the archmage realm. It was a heaven rank powerhouse, whose one spell could kill even a peak archmage! What kind of logic was that. That was too strong!
But that tower looked like it hadn't been used by anyone for a really long time, with cobwebs already covering its exterior. With this simple tower, Jon knew that the school was more mysterious than he previously thought.
But now was not the time to explore the school. He first needed to get used to the school life. Remembering his past school life, Jon was slightly apprehensive about the school. He was bullied by some fools back on earth. Similar awful memories and experiences rushed to his head as he saw the school.
"No! This time it will be different. I'm a 3rd rank Mage now! Nobody can do anything to me this easily."
With this self-assurance, Jon entered the school and went to the first floor, and exactly how Goodwin had instructed, a young mage about the age of 25 was waiting at the stairs, furiously writing on a set of papers with a quill and ink.
"Ahem. Are you by any chance mister Tyler?"
Jon approached this Tyler cautiously as well. But to his surprise, he got no response. From what he could see, Tyler was simply a level 1 mage, not qualified to act this arrogant in from of Jon, who was already a 3rd rank mage, at the peak of the mage realm. But that didn't cause Jon to enter into a frenzy.
Instead, Jon just roused the mana in the air and cast several buffs on himself, before crazily absorbing it all. This was naturally Jon's cultivation technique, which was becoming something crazy as time passed. Now, every time he did the cultivation, all the mana in a 5 meter radius around him would be absorbed instantly, and it would take about 5 minutes for the surrounding mana to return to its original state. However, what Jon would get right after he cultivated was a mana depleted zone that would reduce the power of any mage and their spells, excluding his own, since he could see the tiny fragments of mana in the air that he didn't absorb, and could accurately cause his spells to jump from one fragment to another. This depleted zone, what Jon began to call the dead zone would cause mages of a lower rank than High mage to feel suffocated slightly.
And that is exactly what Tyler was feeling at this point, and so he stopped writing and looked up at Jon with a strange expression.
'Did this child just remove the mana in the air?' he thought inwardly. But his thoughts were interrupted by Jon's words.
"Hello. I am Jon from Taberna. Grand Mage Goodwin sent me to find you and ask you to prepare for my accommodations."
"Ah, so you are the transfer student." Said Tyler with a stiff expression.
Suddenly, some mana returned to the air, removing that suffocating pressure from Tyler and he felt as though a heavy burden was lifted.
It was actually Jon who returned some of the mana from his pool to the air, to remove the  pressure. Although Jon didn't want to be bullied in this school and had to show off his strength to prevent that, he also didn't want to create enemies with people on the first day itself.
"Please do follow me, I will lead you to your room sir…"
"Jon, just call me Jon." He said with a gentle smile on his face.
"Yes, yes, of course. This way Jon."
But what Tyler was thinking was something completely different than his words. He was shocked beyond belief. Controlling external mana to this degree was something only high and grand mages could do. However, he could feel that the mage in front of him was only a peak 3rd rank mage. Although he was stronger than himself, the young lad's power shouldn't be this terrifying. He was truly scared of the brat, and he also wrote down in his heart to never provoke this young mage with a smile that covered all expression.

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Sorry to the few viewers. I have given up on this story.

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