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Seeing potential in a man whose name she doesn't know. She sets out to find him.

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You can find Abuse of Magic available in print on Amazon and Lulu!  It's also available at a comic book store near my home town called Prairie Dog Comics in Wichita, Kansas.  I'm ordering in some copies with my author discount and signing them for the comic book store to sell, so if you want one signed, they will be there soon!
Be aware, this book is huge!  I was contemplating making it into two books, but that would just be giving the story a disservice, so be aware it's huge!  Any future stories I publish, of that size will be cut into smaller books, just so I don't have this size available again, so get them while they last!

**COMPLETED**
(JOSEPH IS ALMOST SEVEN!  IT’S TIME TO INITIATE ‘HIDDEN SUBROUTINE’.)
William woke confused.  Why would the system say something like that?  He already intended to give his son the system…
In a world filled with corruption and death, a small boy is about to acquire a gift for this important birthday, that will change the entire world.  He will have to persevere through many trials that will change the fate of the entire realm.  Protected from the evils of the world, by the success of his father, Joseph has no idea what he is getting into, but the only way to overcome the trials he will face, is through the abuse of magic!
With the aid of a young girl, that he meets shortly after receiving the system, Joseph learns how horrible the world outside of his protected bubble actually is, and forms a lifelong bond with her, that nothing will ever break.  Through the abuse of magic, they will have to overcome demons and gods, in their quest for Joseph to become the Mage King!
Note: This original story will have daily updates, of a chapter a day.  This is not a standard system story where only the mc has the system.  There is no harem.
My discord: Sdrawkcab#4615
My email: sdrawkcabauthorwriter@gmail.com
My patre*n: Sdrawkcab

Now, an odd party of four are walking towards the towering dungeon. The party consists of A beauty, A big body-builder bodyguard, an emo-tionless looking black-haired youth, and a long white-haired man with bruises on his body and faces.
    
    "So now, are we going to the dungeon?" Kujo said, starting a conversation.
    
    "No, you guys don't even have a weapon in hand," Kuro answered.
    
    "You mean this?" Kuro said while pointing at his sword on his waist.
    
    "You... Got a Zanpakuto!?" Shiro exclaimed.
    
    "Yes... Got that from a lucky draw~" Syura trailed.
    
    ' The 'thing' that could summon us, and made us this carbon-based body... No wonder... 'it' is a terrifying existence indeed... Don't tell me, is Syura a certain protagonist! Just like in the comics!!!
    
    No, that's no way, who the hell would make a protagonist as a trap?' Kuro thought so in his heart while looking at Syura.
    
    Yeah, that's no way indeed!
    
    Jade like white skin, face full of mischief, well-proportioned body... Yup! Just like a tomboy indeed... But his chest...
   
    No! Don't think about it! I'm straight dammit!
    
    Fak! Even though his aura is so subtle, once you got in, it will be like a vortex that sucks you into an abyss! An abyss of no return!
    
    " So your name is Kujo, right? What's your situation?" Kuro said to distract his train of thought.
    
    "Summoned"
    
    "....." 
    
    That sentence immediately concludes his suspicion. After all, with how introvert like Syura is, he won't just get a follower or two, even just to make a few friends, his skill is barely acceptable. After all, he's not like Luffy who can even turn an enemy to become part of his pirate crew, just like in One Piece comic that he just read.
    
    "Ok... Now, what's your specialty?"
    
    "Melee, I use my fist," Kujo said while clenching his fist.
    
    " Shiro, can you summon your sword?"
    
    "I can, but now it's just a faint trace of it left... I think it depends on my energy"
    
    
    "Ok, that means you must get a sword also, well, I know where the best place is..."
    
    ~~~
    
    After a long walk, finally, they arrived at a dusty warehouse, full of weapons, armor, and all. The keeper is a middle-aged man with many scars on his body, you can tell that he's a veteran adventurer at glance.
    
    When The keeper saw Kuro, he nodded at him, as if acknowledging him. All this fell into Syura, Shiro, and Kujo's eyes, but they don't seem to mind it, after all, everyone has their own little 'adventure' in their life.
    
    "Here, there's ten thousand Valis there... Suit yourself..." Kuro said before walking to the middle-aged keeper
    
    "You're back," the middle-aged man said in a hushed whisper.
    
    "Yeah, have you finished it?" 
    
    "Yeah, do you have the next one? I'll give you a 10% discount for them if you give it to me, no 20%!" 
    
    "No, I can only lend it to you"
    
    "Sigh, okay then, but it'll be only 5% discount"
    
    "Sure, here," Kuro said while taking a book from inside his pitch-black robe.
    
    "Sure, thank you for your cooperation." The man said while raising his hand for a handshake.
    
    "Yes, indeed," Kuro said while shaking the middle-aged man's hand.
    
    All this fell to Syura's eyes... 
    
    'One Piece comic! Damn, that guy sure packed his thing up before getting sucked by the black hole!' Syura thought in his heart.
    
    As for others, they're searching for their weapons for the dungeon.

What will you do when you crossed to another world with your house?

Chat with friends?

getting stronger?

go for some adventure?

or become a salted fish in your house?

Well, why not all?

Or is it?


wallp: 室内ガーデニング | ふぃーる＠コミティアそ17a

Chapter 66 – Nursery's Event
47th Winter, Month 3, the Year 3400
Almost half a month had gone by. Pasken Pet Nursery had been receiving more and more customers each day. Everyone who had tried the services once would come again twice and then, they would become the nursery's loyal customer. 
Inside the arena built by Sery in the nursery. The Pasken Pet Nursery's Pet Tournament was ongoing. It was the final that day. The tournament had been going for five days and today was the last day. 
When the nursery announced the tournament, all of their customers were shocked. Not because of the tournament but because of the prizes listed by the nursery. 
1st Prize – 100 000 Peto, 30 hours free Training Service for one pet, Customized 10 cubic meter Storage Ring, 10 Random Stat Breaker Pills, Certificate, Gold Trophy [40 points]
2nd Prize – 50 000 Peto, 15 hours free Training Service for one pet, Customized 7 cubic meter Storage Ring, 5 Random Stat Breaker Pills, Certificate, Silver Trophy [30 points]
3rd Prize – 25 000 Peto, 7 hours free Training Service for one pet, Customized 5 cubic meter Storage Ring, 3 Random Stat Breaker Pills, Certificate, Bronze Trophy [25 points]
Top 5 (4th and 5th) – 10 000 Peto, 4 hours free Training Service for one pet, Customized 3 cubic meter Storage Ring, Certificate [20 points]
Top 10 (6th to 10th) – 5 000 Peto, 2 hours free Training Service for one pet, Customized 1 cubic meter Storage Ring, Certificate [15 points]
Top 50 (11th to 50th) – 2 500 Peto, 1-hour free Training Service for one pet, Certificate [10 points]
Top 100 (51st to 100th) – 1 000 Peto, 70% discount for one session (1 hour) of Training Service for one pet, Certificate [5 points]
Participation – 500 Peto, 20% discount for one session (1 hour) of Training Service for one pet [1 point]
Everyone understood the monetary and training service prize. Moreover, the two prizes were a bit too good for a small tournament like this. 
The first prize got 30 hours of free training service. That meant 30 sessions of training service. One session cost 10 000 Peto and 30 sessions meant 300 000 Peto. Overall, it cost 400 000 Peto. That was a lot for a small tournament. 
Not only the first prizes but all the prizes listed were good. None of the small competitions held in District 24 gave this many prizes. 
However, they were confused about the other prizes. The Storage Ring and Random Stat Breaker Pill. When they asked Katheryn, all of them were shocked. They never thought that that kind of pills existed. 
A pill that could break the maximum limit of someone's stat without affecting the normal limit. It worked on humans and pets. They did not believe it at the beginning but then, they considered how good the services of the nursery were and they started to believe it. 
Moreover, they found out about the Storage Ring too. The Storage Ring was not rare. It was the same as the Space Room. They just cost a lot of money. 
However, when Katheryn said that the Storage Ring was given as the prizes were theft-proof and time-proof, they were stunned. Katheryn explained that no one can steal things inside the ring without the owner's permission and anything stored inside will have their time stopped. 
Katheryn also explained that if the owner lost the ring, they could summon it back. So, they would never lose the ring. All of them were stunned. 
More to that, Katheryn also explained that they could ask for whatever design they wanted for the storage ring. The nursery would make a storage ring based on its design. 
All the prizes offered by the nursery were too good to be true. They thought that Katheryn was lying and she decided to show off her storage ring. Many tried to take things from that storage ring and none succeeded. 
Not only that but they tried to hide the ring and Katheryn easily called it back. They finally believed it. 
As for the authenticity of the Random Stat Breaker Pill, Katheryn refused to show anything. The pill was too valuable to show off to them. 
Even so, they believed that the nursery would not lie to them. They had tried the services offered by the nursery. All the exaggeration mentioned by the nursery was true. None of them was a lie. Due to that, many of the customers registered for the tournament. 
Other than the tournament, the nursery also did Daily Lucky Draw and the soon Year-End Lucky Draw. 
For the Daily Lucky Draw, the prizes were discounted for any of the services in the nursery. It was not that much of a discount, only a 20% discount and there would be only one winner each day. 
As for the Year-End Lucky Draw, the list of prizes was below. 
1st Place – 10 Hours free Training Service, Customized 10 Cubic Meter Storage Ring
2nd Place – 5 Hours free Training Service, Customized 5 Cubic Meter Storage Ring
3rd Place – 2 Hours free Training Service, Customized 2 Cubic Meter Storage Ring
20 Consolation Prizes – 50% Discount Training Service. 
Thanks to the prizes offered by the Nursery, the customers were eager to participate. Thus, the nursery was always packed with people. 
At the Arena inside the nursery. 
In the middle of the arena, two pets stood facing each other filled with fighting spirit. On one side was a mantis with a big blade as his hand instead of a sickle. 
That pet was the Blade Mantis. His tamer was Ross Iterna. The guy Lucas met during the Power Competition. He was scolded a lot by his clan after he damaged the space room during the Power Competition. 
He was grounded for a few days and that was it. Damaging a space room was a big mistake but after the clan found out he had a Blade Mantis with a special skill, they reduced his punishment. 
Pets having special skills was super rare. They decided to help Ross in nurturing the Blade Mantis. It was a special pet and thus, needed special care. 
Ross was glaring at his opponent. He had seen his opponent fight in the tournament and he knew his opponent was strong. 
'I want to win this tournament. The prizes are too good for me to let go of. Even if my opponent is strong, my Blade Mantis is special. We can win this,' Ross thought. 
'Also, I asked earlier and the beautiful auntie said that even if I use the full power of Giga Blade, the space room will be fine,' Ross smiled sinisterly. 
'This nursery deserves all the good praises,' Ross turned serious. 'Don't think that you are beautiful, I will let you win! This is the tournament and I will never let you win!' Ross looked determined.

Petrian used to be a normal modern world when suddenly gates connecting to a dungeon that was filled with monsters appeared. After that, humans discover that they could capture the monsters and use them as pets to defeat other monsters. Since then, Petrian has become a world of pet tamer. 
A thousand years later, a Grade E city was ravaged by a strong monster and many people died. One of them was Lucas’s father. Not only that, Lucas was heavily injured but he miraculously woke up from a coma. 
When he woke up, he found out that he owned the Pet Nursery System. Lucas used the system and wanted to open the best pet nursery in the universe.

Bang! The loud slamming of a door resounded, jolting Wang Jian awake from his deep sleep.
He glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 7:40.
He sighed and slowly put on his clothes before walking into the bathroom.
He was silent as he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, studying his appearance which looked completely unfamiliar to him. 
This 180 centimeter tall, well-proportioned and youthful body seemed to be the only perk of interdimensional travel at the moment.
A month ago, he was still working a triple-shift pipeline job in China. However, when he woke up, he had arrived in New York City in the year 1995, as a 17-year-old Chinese teenager named Wang Jian.
As he searched through the memories of his host body, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
Abandoned by his parents at a young age, he was thrown around several foster homes.
Furthermore, due to a few factors such as his personality and the environment that he was brought up in, he was never able to properly integrate into society. And not too long ago, he was sentenced to 50 days of community service for theft.
During his time in community service, he met his current roommate, Al, a Black kid who had been apparently following some unknown hip-hop artist around the Bronx.
How could he take on the identity of a criminal when he had never even been to a police station in his past life?
And how did he end up in the States?
In his past life, he never paid attention to money-making opportunities in the States.
"Hey, Wang, here's the address of that new restaurant. You should check it out." A skinny Black man with dreadlocks poked his head out and said to Wang Jian, "Just tell them Al sent you."
"Thanks," said Wang Jian, fist bumping Al, "You've been on time, coming back at seven-thirty every morning."
"Can't help it, the big guy I'm following is about to debut," Al said, "Now he's hitting up a bunch of nightclubs to build up his fan base and make connections."
"Okay, I'm going to bed. Still have to go out tonight." Al said waving, before walking towards his bedroom with a yawn.
Wang Jian looked at the note and turned it around in his hand gently.
Being Chinese in a mainly Black and Latino ghetto made him have to pull some strings to get a measly job as a waiter.
If it weren't for the fact that his past parents would still be middle school students in this timeline, he would have wanted to sneak back into his previous life.
Wang Jian pondered over the thought as he walked into the living room.
After hastily snarfing down two slices of bread, he threw on his jacket and walked out of his gloomy apartment.
The April weather in New York was still a bit chilly.
In a vacant lot not far off, some drunkards were drinking booze as they sat on concrete pipes. Last night's leftover booze, or perhaps booze they had bought today.
A few of the homeless were scattered around in small alleyways. They consisted of drug addicts, people with failed marriages, and people who had failed businesses and investments.
They were men mostly, but there were a few women too.
Even the gangsters in the ghetto wouldn't make an effort to rob them, they mostly robbed each other...
Around the curb, there were a couple of Cadillac SUVs. He could hear the sound of a kingpin shouting from one of them inside.
They were the slumlords, the real kingpins.
They were enjoying one of their favourite pastimes, cocaine and gangster rap, as they waited for business.
Wang Jian sped up, wanting to get as far away from those people as possible. He was mentally assessing how long he had before he would finish his community service so he could get away from this place.
Soon, he arrived at a restaurant.
Wang Jian carefully checked the address. He took a deep breath before he pushed the restaurant door open and walked in.
"You are?" An old White man asked.
"I was sent by Al. I'm looking to apply for the waiter position." Wang Jian said quickly.
"Oh, Al sent you." The old man looked a little embarrassed, "I thought he'd send me a Black guy so we could connect with the customers more."
'A Black guy?
'To connect with the customers?'
Wang Jian was an optimist so he asked with a hint of hope, "A Chinese guy can help you guys connect with the customers too, no?"
"Most of the Chinese have gone to Chinatown, the other few have gone to Manhattan. How many of them actually stay in the Bronx?" The boss sneered at him.
As he said that, he pulled three twenties out and handed them to Wang Jian, saying, "Sorry."
Wang Jian didn't want to take the money, but then he thought, 'Why not?'
'After all, I was rejected because of the color of my skin, not because of my work experience.'
All he had to do was record his words, take him to court, sue for racial discrimination and win.
It was perfectly reasonable to accept such compensation.
So he took the money, and without saying anything more, he turned around and left.
On the way back, he began to do some calculations in his head.
There was no way he could leave the Bronx until he completed his community service. 
50 days of community service would mean he would be here for two months.
With the apartment rent at $500 a month and various living expenses cut to the bone would be about $300. So he would need at least $1,600 for the entire community service duration.
He had $2,100 in savings. He would use most of his savings just to survive the entire community service period. So when his community service is finally over and done with, would he only be left with $500?
Would he not be able to fulfil his dream of going to college?
He couldn't even afford to go to the cheapest community college without spending thousands of dollars in tuition.
In the future, would he only be able to work as a waiter or courier or some kind of job along those lines?
Wang Jian's thoughts clouded his mind as he walked back to his apartment.
Sitting on the sofa, he thought of ways he could make a quick buck. Of course, excluding things that broke the law.
After pondering for an eternity, he still hadn't come up with any ideas. Wang Jian sighed helplessly.
'As expected, I was a poor man in my past life. Do I have to be a poor man in this life too?
'With these systemic challenges in place, I'm really stuck, I seriously need to think about this.'
He scratched his head vigorously and decided to take a break. He would figure it out later. 
So, he picked up the manga that Al had put on the table. He heard that this comic was quite popular as of late.
Wang Jian took a glance at the name of the comic.
"Aquaman"?
As he flipped through the first page, he found that the artwork wasn't too bad. He continued reading the rest of the comic.
The comic was about a kid named Arthur Curry, a boy with Atlantean blood, who had various superpowers. His most potent superpowers were all water-related. He used them to fight pirates, whalers and other villains who were armed with state of the art weapons, protecting the world.
Wang Jian finished it in only ten minutes and remained silent.
This comic did not explain the origins of the protagonist and his superpowers as it would in hard science fiction, nor did the protagonist have extraordinary superpowers and the fighting scenes of a Hollywood blockbuster.
It was not the kind of plot that Wang Jian expected, where the protagonist would blend into the crowd because no one knew about his secret superpowers, silently pretending to be just another regular human being.
This comic was all about a protagonist who just declares that he's there to protect them, to protect the entire world. Then, all the humans from across the globe join forces with the protagonist to exterminate the villain. And just like that, the story ends.
That's it?
This is what it took to be famous nowadays?
Wang Jian couldn't help but think of the web novels he used to read in his past life.
Although his mind couldn't remember the specific plots of those web novels, he still knew the general narrative structure of the stories.
Generally, the first chapter would be about a strange encounter.
It was unimportant to explain the origin of the encounter or the reason behind it. What made the story interesting was the entire process of the protagonist painstakingly trying to conceal his identity.
All sorts of scenes could follow the exposition; maybe a fiancée calling off a wedding, or the protagonist becoming a son-in-law, or the protagonist suddenly finding out his daughter lived in a doghouse.
Then, the protagonist would snap, go on a rampage and launch his counter attack.
The story would then unravel the details of how he would reveal his identity to the world and a series of revenge scenes would occur. He would find retribution from those who humiliated and criticised him, regardless of who they were.
That's how an exciting story should be portrayed.
As these thoughts clouded his mind, several rows of long bookshelves suddenly appeared in Wang Jian's mind.
At the bottom of the first shelf, a book slowly took shape.
As his eyes focused, he realized it was an incredibly thick book with a yellow cover.
Wang Jian picked up the book in his mind and saw that there were several large words written on the cover.
"I'm a Grand Master"?


Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head.

Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee.

In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood?

It's comics and web novels!

Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

After bidding farewell to Scheer, Mag made a trip to the largest bookstore in Chaos City, and purchased a bunch of books containing information regarding all of the races on the Norland Continent. Many of these books were about the church, and there were some that were quite suitable for Amy to read as well.
Mag was an avid reader, and this hobby of his became even more prominent after he came to this world. He was able to quickly accumulate knowledge through reading and better his understanding of this world.
This was a world in which wealth didn't necessarily guarantee a good life, so he had to arm himself with more knowledge.
Of course, he also really enjoyed these busy days spent cooking, reading, and engaging in a series of other meaningful activities. At the very least, it was much more engaging and interesting than his uneventful past life.
Mag paid for the books, and also issued an additional delivery fee before providing the address of his restaurant to the bookstore employee. He didn't want to be transporting a massive box of books back with him on his bicycle, so he was getting the bookstore to deliver the books to him at a designated time instead.
After that, Mag paid his ice cream shop a visit. The ice cream was already packed to the rafters with customers, and Yabemiya wore her usual bubbly smile as she offered up one delicious ice cream after another to the eagerly awaiting customers.
All of the customers wore blissful smiles on their faces; not only were they enjoying their delectable ice creams, they were also basking in the atmosphere of this beautiful ice cream shop as well as the bubbly energy that Yabemiya was radiating.
This is probably what natural charisma looks like. Mag stood outside the ice cream shop for a while with a smile of approval on his face. Getting Yabemiya to run the ice cream shop for him was one of the best decisions he'd ever made.
After departing from the ice cream shop, Mag didn't return to his restaurant. Instead, he went to the nearby Ricky's Rotisserie before making his way to the second floor.
The second floor had already been cleaned up by the system, and the area of around 200 square meters was completely empty. However, the room was quite dim due to the lack of windows.
Mag briefly inspected his surroundings before asking internally, "System, how much will it cost me to make half of this floor into three independent rooms?"
"The system is a proper God of Cookery System, not a construction system, so please don't ask the system to complete such trivial tasks," the system replied in a serious manner.
"Didn't you do all of the restaurant renovations?" Mag asked as he pursed his lips.
"Providing the perfect restaurant is part of the system's duty, but what you're asking for now goes beyond that!"
"System, aren't service staff an important part of a restaurant as well?"
"Of course. Exceptional service staff can drastically enhance a customer's dining experience, so they are indeed vital to a good restaurant," the system agreed.
"In that case, in order to ensure the quality of customer service from the restaurant's service staff, I have to do my best to make sure that they can get home safely every day, then have a good night's sleep so they have the energy to turn up to work and provide exemplary customers service. As such, isn't it very important to provide them with comfortable lodging?" Mag asked with a smile.
"If you look at it from that perspective… then it does seem rather necessary…" the system conceded in a conflicted manner.
"A restaurant's employees are an extremely important component of the restaurant, so I expect the highest quality from you. Show me the blueprints before you begin renovations." Mag nodded with a pleased expression before heading downstairs.
"Wait… You…" The system seemed to have suddenly returned to its senses.
However, Mag was not interested in hearing its objections. Instead, he cut off the system, and said, "You can give me a quote now. Of course, if you don't want to take the job, then I can consider hiring another construction team. I heard that the construction team of the city lord's castle is currently looking for business; if I communicate with City Lord Michael, I should be able to get a friendship discount."
"Don't do that! He can offer you a friendship discount, but the system can offer you a relative discount!" the system hurriedly exclaimed.
"So you're admitting that you're my son?"
"…"
"I have no stupid son like you." Mag pursed his lips in a disdainful manner.
"The system can provide the best design plans on the market. The floor-to-ceiling window in the living quarters will directly face the Aden Square, and one would only need to open the curtains every morning to be greeted by the sight of the beautiful square. The system will also be providing furniture of the highest quality to ensure the most comfortable living experience, and the newest air conditioning system will constantly monitor parameters such as the temperature and humidity within the room. On top of that, the system will design a two-person bathtub to be used by the service staff and yourself," the system said with a slightly suggestive tone in its voice.
Mag almost fell down the stairs upon hearing this, and he raised an eyebrow as he asked, "System, have you been looking at weird stuff behind my back? What's this about a two-person bathtub?"
"Research has shown that a larger bathtub contributes to a marked improvement in one's happiness factor derived from taking a bath. Furthermore, more positions will be possible in a larger bathtub compared to a smaller one."
"Alright, we'll do as you say." Mag massaged his brows in a flustered manner. This system was becoming more and more ridiculous by the day. As he continued down the staircase, he said, "I think we can just skip the design and construction fees. As for the other fees, I won't ask for much; I'll only ask for a 50% discount. You can give me a final quote based on that."
"The design and construction processes epitomize the wisdom and efforts of a master designer and super craftsman! How could you just waive those fees?! That's far too unreasonable and inhumane! And a 50% discount is way too much! The system provides only the best of the best at the lowest prices; if you ask for a 50% discount… the system will be incurring a loss!" the system yelled in protest.
Mag furrowed his brows as he countered, "Didn't you say you were offering a relative discount? How could you be so stingy to your own father? When have you ever seen a son charge their father for design and construction fees? You're the worst son I've ever seen!"
"Other people's fathers buy them houses instead[1]…" the system grumbled.
Mag raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. The system had definitely been doing research behind his back; it was becoming more and more difficult to win arguments against it. However, his expression remained unchanged as he shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "If you don't want to do it, then I'll find someone else."
"The system will do it!" the system wailed in despair and fury. "After waiving the design and construction fees, then applying a 50% discount to the rest, that'll be a total of 500,251 copper coins!"
"Just waive the remainder and do 500,250 copper coins." Mag nodded with a pleased expression as he rode his bicycle toward the restaurant.
"But the system already gave a 50% discount!!" the system roared with rage.
"Seeing as I've already learned out to make it, it would be a waste if I didn't broaden these foodies' horizons a little," Mag murmured to himself as he returned to the restaurant. He strode into the kitchen before bringing out a series of tools and utensils.
"Of course, most importantly, I can't be the only one in this world to enjoy that torturous yet blissful feeling!"
[1] In China, it's kind of an unofficial tradition that parents pool funds together for their children leading up the marriage. Basically, the two sets of parents are paying for a home for the newly married couple.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Ding dong… ding dong… 
The ear-piercing chimes of the doorbell rang out incessantly, rousing Ren Suo from his slumber. He muttered something under his breath, rubbed his eyes groggily and turned to his side as he went back to sleep.
The doorbell continued to ring on. At this point, Ren Suo could also feel a faint dampness spreading across his right cheek – his face was touching the drool on his pillow when he turned over. 
A combination of disgust and the frustration from the doorbell chimes finally woke Ren Suo. He rubbed away the offensive secretion from the corners of his eyes, put on his slippers and walked over to slide open the security latch. Opening the door wide, he was greeted by a deliveryman outside, dressed in his red and white uniform. 
"Here's your parcel," said the deliveryman. "Please acknowledge here."
Ren Suo seemed to recall something – his heart instantly leapt in excitement. Hurriedly, he unlocked the security gate, signed the necessary, collected the parcel and brought the large box into his house. Without skipping a beat, he found a small knife and eagerly went about unboxing the parcel! 
"Hehehe…" Ren Suo rubbed his palms as his eyes lit with excitement. He slit the plastic wrapper around the large box and with utmost sincerity, he received his dream bride for the past twenty-two years with utter affection - 
A home cinematic gaming console! 
As a healthy, vigorous young man in the best years of his youth and bursting with boundless energy, Ren Suo was like most others. He yearned above all else to own a gaming console that he could play whenever he wished. 
However, he did not come from a wealthy family growing up. Moreover, his parents had refrained from buying him gaming consoles to ensure that he focused his energy on his studies. 
When he entered university, Ren Suo had to buy a laptop for his studies and internship, leaving him without any spare cash for gaming purchases. What's more, it wasn't convenient to keep a gaming console in his dormitory. 
Now, Ren Suo was a Year Four undergraduate on the cusp of joining the workforce, having found a job and made graduation plans. Furthermore, Ren Suo's eldest uncle was letting out his apartment in the heart of Lianjiang to Ren Suo at a highly-discounted token rate. Looking at it, Ren Suo finally has a place to call his own in Lianjiang. Well, somewhat.
Since there were still a couple of months to go before graduation and work, Ren Suo bought a gaming system, Hell4, off an online shop with the little cash that he had earned during internship. It was time for him to enjoy the exhilaration of the current hottest and most explosive work! 
Yet as Ren Suo unboxed the parcel, what greeted him was not the familiar packaging of Hell4 that he seen time and again on the Internet, but rather… 
A round, black steel container? 
He lifted the circular container cautiously. An icy cool sensation spread across his palms and travelled like a cool current to dissipate the heat of his body. Lianjiang had turned warmer in March; to save on the electricity bills, Ren Suo would time the air-conditioner to turn off after one and a half hours even in these hot summer nights. Each morning, he would be awoken by the sweltering heat. 
This box looked no bigger than the typical Danish butter cookie tins. However, Ren Suo couldn't find the lid on the container; it seemed like a solid circular block. 
But as Ren Suo held it in his hand and felt its weight, he sensed that it wasn't very heavy. It definitely didn't have a solid steel core.
Ren Suo flipped the circular box over and saw that in the middle of the other side was a concave depression that could be turned – just like one of those money-scamming capsule toys. Without a moment's hesitation, Ren Suo turned the knob in the depression. 
A loud snap rang out, scaring the wits out of Ren Suo. He noticed a deep crack that formed along the cross section of the circular box, in the shape of an 'X'. Watts of vapour emitted from the cracks like dry ice, which caused the circular box to disintegrate and reveal the object within. 
Ren Suo held up the circular black steel lid that he turned earlier to inspect it, and saw that on its inside was a mortise and tenon structure that lined the rim. When he turned it earlier, he had released the core mechanism that held the mortise and tenon in place, thereby causing the structure to collapse. 
Although Ren Suo could make some sense out of it, he couldn't understand how a person could have spent so much effort on a mere storage box to create emitting vapour from it. That person must have been dying of boredom! 
Inside that box lay a strange, round machine. It was pure black in colour and its exterior looked like a heap of vinyl records stacked together. 
Ren Suo scraped at the side of the machine, feeling the layers upon layers of metal beneath his fingernails. Indeed, there was a pitifully tiny crack between each layer, which was too small even for his fingernails to dig into. 
"This can't be Hell4, can it?"
Ren Suo was stunned. Swiftly, he took out his phone and found the customer service on the online shopping platform and texted, "Hello."
Customer Service, "Dearest CatMall customer, this is the official customer service for Hell Co. The collector's limited edition Hell4Ever Unparalleled is currently available for pre-order (please click here for more details); 50% off for hot games (please click here for more details); Hell Store web card (please click here for more details); delivery by CatMall – to the furthest areas (may take up to 10 days - to check delivery information, please click here for more details).
Ren Suo, "Are you there?"
Customer Service, "Hi there, yes I am. How may I help you?"
Ren Suo, "The thing is this: I think the Hell4 console that I received is a different model from the one I ordered…" 
Customer Service, "Alright, please hold on a moment. Let me check for you…" 
Thirty seconds later, the customer service personnel replied, "Dear customer, it seems when you bought the Hell4 gaming system, it automatically utilised the 888-off-2000 discount voucher. However, the CatMall platform did not deduct the discount at check-out. When the message was relayed to the back-end service personnel, they mistook it as you having bought the 2888 Hell 4PRO version. That's why the Lianjiang warehouse mailed out the Hell4PRO."
Ren Suo replied, " Huh? So you sent me the Hell 4PRO?"
Customer Service, "That's right. If you're not satisfied with it, you may get in touch with the After-Sales Refund Department in CatMall. However, you'll forfeit the 888-off-2000 discount voucher that you used earlier. As a gesture of good will, however, Hell Co. is willing to offer you a 500-off-2000 discount voucher as compensation."
Ren Suo glanced at the circular gaming system on his desk and hesitated.
"Let me try it out first. If I still don't like it, then I'll return it." 
"Sure, we accept unconditional refunds within seven days. When your refund is successful, you'll automatically receive the discount voucher from Hell Games. If you like the product, please take a picture and leave a five-star review alright? ~"
Ren Suo kept his phone and began to fiddle with his new gaming system. 
Nonetheless, Ren Suo still had his doubts. It's not that he hasn't heard about Hell4PRO; in fact, as the newest gaming system that had launched this year, Hell4PRO was an upgraded version of Hell4 with higher performance levels. Ren Suo had also been deliberating between Hell4 and Hell4PRO when the latter entered the market two days ago in Xuan Nation. But since he was embarrassingly short of money, he had chosen to buy Hell4 in the end. 
But he recalled that Hell4PRO didn't look like this model either! 
"Forget it. I'll try it out for now. Anyway, I can always return it…" With a 'nothing-to-lose' attitude, Ren Suo began to scrutinise the gaming system. 
Very soon, he discovered three troubling problems. 
Firstly, he could not find the power plug nor the power inlet for the gaming system. 
Secondly, he could not find the audio and visual output cables, or any socket in the gaming system itself. 
Thirdly, he could not find the controller.
"What shitty load of crap this is!" Ren Suo was flabbergasted. Just as he was about to complain to the Customer Service, the doorbell rang again. 
He opened the door a deliveryman from CatMall standing outside. 
"Here's your parcel, please acknowledge."
"Another parcel?" Ren Suo was rather baffled. He signed for the parcel and brought it in, before using his knife to swiftly tear it open. 
Three seconds later, he was greeted by the packaging for Hell4PRO.


The extraordinaire has disrupted the silence of the world and ever since then, technology has taken a different path. 
When humans find a path for evolution in the dark, I’ll remove my ribs, burn my heart and burn the midnight oil to become their pioneer. 
This is the process of a gamer manipulating the world.
Mini world of endless fun awaits.

October 9th 2016

The Javitz Center is bursting with energy. The line in the morning went up and down 34th street. It's the last day of this year's New York Comic Con. People dressed as their favorite characters from every conceivable fandom parade around to get comic books signed, pictures taken, attend artist/writer's panels, compare costumes, purchase merchandise and collectibles, as well as hang out and connect with fellow fans of the same work. It's a magical time.

However, this NYCC is a bit different than usual. People dressed as Spider-Man, Thor, Black Widow, and many other beloved Marvel characters can be seen with mixed emotions on their faces, excited, yet also despondent. Looking at them you'd think that someone just told them that their favorite grandmother was about to die but was also leaving them with her entire fortune after she passed away. If asked about it, many would agree with that sentiment, especially those who live in this city that never sleeps.

The reason for this occurred two days ago. It was announced online that this would be a beloved icon's last convention in his birth city of New York. The man who has given all Marvel fans so much of his time and energy, as well as being a co-creator of so many of the more well known characters in the Marvel Universe.  Stan Lee is having his last panel at this location today, this afternoon, in-fact. Right now though, the man every comic book fan adores can be seen chatting and signing autographs from behind a white plastic table with the upcoming Marvel Studios movie poster "Spider-Man: Homecoming" blown up behind him.

One New Yorker can be seen in line to get the man's signature, shuffling in place nervously but gingerly holding a limited edition copy of Fantastic Four #72. His deep green eyes looking over the others ahead of him in order to see how long it'll be until it's his turn. A cough from behind startles him. He turns around to see who wants his attention.

"Hey tall guy, what's got you so impatient? Not like you can make this line move any faster."

Embarrassed, the man scratches the back of his dark brown head of hair as he looks down to acknowledge the older gentleman. He must be around five ten? Five nine? Maybe 70 or 80 years old. And dressed as Thanos, The Mad Titan, of all people, complete with a replica of the infinity gauntlet and purple makeup. It's kind of a odd choice of character for an elderly person to dress as. While keeping up with the rest of the line, the brown haired man responds.

"S-sorry, it's just, I've always wanted to meet him again since the first NYCC I went to and I don't want to miss him. I mean, it's his last one, y'know?"

'Thanos' shows a knowing smile.

"I get it, believe me, but doin' what your doin' ain't gonna help at all. By the way, been meanin' to ask you... who are you cosplaying as?" 'Thanos' asks, gesturing to the man's attire. "You can't be dressed as Peter Parker, you're a bit too bulky for it... Clark Kent? That'd fit, but you don't have the glasses on..."

"Huh?" The man looks down at his plaid button down shirt, white undershirt, and jeans. "Oh! No, sorry, I actually couldn't really afford to make a costume this year. So, I'm just me, unfortunately."

"Ah," 'Thanos' nods. "No worries young man, we've all been there. By the way, name's Jack. And you are?" Jack extends his non-gloved hand out for a handshake.

Taking Jack's hand with the one not holding his most prized comic, the man replies, "Jonathan Stevens, call me Jon, nice to meet you. Nice Thanos costume, by the way."

Jack grins, "Thanks, made it myself. Took a while to get it right, though people keep telling me I'm too old for this stuff. If I had a build like you and maybe twenty or so years younger I'd probably be able to pull it off better."

Now it was Jon's turn to smile, "Nonsense, just say you're a Thanos where Dr. Strange used the Time Stone to accelerate your age and you're good to go!" 

Jack showed a bemused expression and chuckled as the both of them kept walking forward in line. "Yea, that'd work, if I didn't have the Time Stone already in the Infinity Gauntlet that is."

"Ah, I guess you're right. Then how about a Thanos that's an extra few thousand years old?" 

"Again, Infinity Gauntlet. With the stones, Thanos wouldn't need to age like he normally would. Plus, his race's longevity doesn't work like most others, he'd look the same clear up until the day he died."

"Hmm, then say you're a Watcher who is a fan of the Titan?"

"Nope, if there were a Watcher that was a fan of Thanos he'd have his title revoked. Though they're supposed to be neutral, they favor good over evil. The only outlier in the Watchers is that simpleton that watches Deadpool exclusively. And the other Watchers barely tolerate him because Wade Wilson is usually doing good." 

Jon and Jack both continue chatting about comics, how to resolve Jack's cosplay identity, and their favorite characters for a while. All of a sudden a trio of cosplayers dressed as Wonder Woman, Captain Marvel, and Power Girl walk by, distracting Jon for a few seconds while Jack gives the young man a smirk. Though, after a bit it becomes more annoying than funny. So Jack snaps him back to reality.

"Hey now, they're beautiful alright, but there's no need to stare that much. What would your girlfriend think?"

Startled, Jon hastily waves his hand in front of his face. "Eh!? No, no no. I d-don't have a girlfriend. At least, not anymore."

Jack's eyes widen slightly in surprise . "Really? Big guy like you doesn't have a girlfriend? Well, I'm sorry to hear that, what happened?"

"Ah, w-well... after I got out after my last tour I found out she left me, so I moved back home to Queens for a while." Jon shows a self deprecating smile. "She said she couldn't stand me being away all the time and that I wasn't able to give her what she needs. She's married now with a kid on the way..."

"Ah jeez, I'm sorry, shouldn't have brought it up. Wait a minute. Got out? Last tour? You a vet?"

"Hmm, I wouldn't really classify myself as a veteran. It's not like I was in the full 20. But I did a few tours with Kilo Company, 3rd Battalion in Afghanistan. Some of my friends that served with me would say that anyone who deployed and saw the desert is a vet, but personally, I think the guys who stayed in and continued their service after being in that hell are the real veterans. But anyway, after that, well, like I said I got out and came back home."

"So, what're you doing now?"

"Not a whole lot. Living by myself and going to school again to get a degree, G.I. Bill won't use itself, you know? But mostly I'm just reading comics and watching tv and movies."

"Hey, no shame in that. And thank you for your service."

Smiling, Jon appreciated the elderly gentleman's sentiments. Prior Service men and women may not get treated as badly as they used to after Vietnam, but in a city like New York it's a bit rarer to find someone who is grateful for the sacrifices that people like Jon have made in service to the country. So, Jack saying that meant a lot. 

The odd duo made small talk for a while. Soon it was almost time for Jon's turn in line. However, before he could go up to his idol he got stopped by Jack.

"Wait a bit, been meaning to ask you. What's so important about that Fantastic Four comic you have? You seem to treasure it. But from what we've been talking about it doesn't seem like you particularly care for the FF all that much." Jack asks, looking at the comic held carefully in Jon's hand. 

"Oh, this?" Jon brings the 72nd issue up. "Yea, I don't care much about the FF. Susan Storm, Ben Grimm, and Johnny Storm are one thing, but Reed Richards... I don't like much, and those movies are cringe worthy. This issue is special though."

"Oh?" Jack quirks up an eyebrow. "And why's that?"

Jon gets an excited look on his face. "Because, this is one of the few times we meet the One-Above-All. As the Creator you don't hear about him much and the focus is more on Earth and it's protectors. I figured there must be more to him, so I wanted to ask Mr. Lee about him while also asking him to sign the page where the FF meets him. I know this incarnation of the character is more an homage to Jack Kirby, but it still seems appropriate, you know?" 

Jack frowns a bit. "What more to the character do you need? He's omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent. Kind of hard to really put a finger on that sort of being don't you think? Even worse to try and have a story surrounding him, or her."

"Well, uh, it's just there isn't a character in the Marvel Universe that doesn't have a story and I wish I could experience his. Heck, a being like that inside the Marvel Universe? I wish I could BE the One-Above-All." Jon looks back at the line, "Ah, sorry, Jack, I need to go, it's my turn!"

As Jon scampers off giddily, Jack laughs at his young friend's antics. "Indeed, it just might be." 

At this his eyes seem to glow for a split second before being replaced by his normal look. After a few minutes, he walks toward Jon, who's standing in front of Jack's best friend and colleague. 

Jack places his gloved hand on Jon's shoulder as he gets his comic back from Stan, and before he can ask his question says, "Stan, this one."

Jon looks at his new costumed friend curiously. 'Does Jack know Mr. Lee?'

Stan Lee looks up surprised. He takes his trademark aviator sunglasses off and points them at Jon. "You sure Jack?" Jack nods. Stan shrugs, "Alright, but you have to explain it to him." Stan Lee takes out a pencil from his pocket, a worn out, dirty, chewed up pencil. He then reaches under the table and brings up a blank sheet of paper. As he places it on the table, the whole convention center seems to quiet as if someone is turning the volume dial down on a stereo. Once the paper hits the table, it's eerily silent. Jon starts to panic a bit. 'Just what is going on!?' The only thing Jon can hear is his, Jack's, and Mr. Lee's breathing. As the elderly celebrity drops his old pencil down onto the page, a word escapes his lips. 

"Excelsior"

Jon's consciousness fades to black as his body turns into motes of light until it disappears entirely.

"Thanks Stan, as always." Jack Kirby says as he walks away and fades into nothingness.

"See you in a few years, Jack." Says Stan, and life returns to the convention hall.

Hiatus/slow updates.

Fan of Marvel, former US marine MC goes on an adventure. 

Is he OP? Yes. 

Is there a harem? No. Read something else if you just want to get your jollies. 

Will there be r-18 scenes? Probably not. It’s actually incredibly awkward to write those scenes. I’m more a fan of getting a little into it for romance purposes and then fading to the next morning or a few hours later.

So there’ll be romance? Yep. Though it’ll be a slow burn.

Descriptions of violence and gore? We’ll see where the story takes us. 

Read as our MC changes as he grows into newfound power and creates his own multiverse, while enjoying the Marvel multiverse on the side as a sort-of tourist/active participant.

I’ll write up a new/better synopsis later. I’m just making sure people know that I’m updating again, slowly.

Hiro "ah, where is this"                                                                                                                       after opening his eyes, what he saw was only an endless white expanse, suddenly the screen appeared with the message "sorry for killing you, I didn't expect the thunder-san I played when I was tired of killing you, as an apology I'll give isekai service '' after the screen disappears message the word isekai service appears

Hiro "ah basic irresponsible, at least meet me and prostrate! Damn"                                     
mysterious voice "your soul will break if you meet me, at least I have given a gift"                                Hiro "anyway this is the dream of every otaku, I will forgive him for this for now let's press this "
The word service isekai changes after hiro presses it and the choice of transmigration or re-incarnation appears.                                                                                                                              hiro "hmm maybe transmigration, boring to be a baby again" after selecting the shop panel appears

Hiro "hweee a lot of cool things, but I only have 19,735 karma points, 10,000 are prizes from those who killed me, my own karma points are only 9,735 points for 20 years of my life. I only collected this much, if I knew this I would collect as much as possible "
After pondering considering finally Hiro chose
1. System downloaded narutoverse            15,000 points                                                                                 
2. Space element                                         2000 points                                                                         
3. chakra pool ex rank                                 2000 points                                                                         
4. Transmutation                                          735 points (after asking for a discount)

#Purchase completes the process of transmigration, because it does not buy a world card destination randomly determined starting 10 ... 20 .... 40..70 ... 100. selected goal #Douluo dalu 2 # because of not buying a character card, the character is chosen randomly..spin 20 ... 30 ... 60 ... 80 ... 100..chosen character #Huo yuhao # start the process
Hiro "what, I can't choose the place, in the shop there is nothing like that, daaaaammnn"                                          and hiro slowly disappears while cursing his fate

Somewhere the mysterious entity is located                                                                          
mysterious entity "this is what you get after continuing to curse me while asking for a damn kid discount, even though it's my fault for killing you"

A lone Otaku who was struck by lighting and died was given a new opportunity! What kind of adventure will he go through in the world of Douluo Dalu 2?



PS: I looked for the cover on the internet

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