"Why are you here again?" she asked while munching the chips. It's been exactly two hours since Jungkook stayed in the house with her and she felt like she's been missing a lot.

Jungkook grinned and munched down the chips top while watching Ironman. He was cheering for Ironman while she was about to cry.

"I miss Jimin already," she suddenly blurted out. Jungkook, on the other hand felt bullets pierced his heart when his brain processed the information.

Suddenly, he felt his mood go down. He didn't have any guts to cheer or watch the movie anymore. His appetite for the chips vanished.

"I'm going to cook some foods," she excused herself. When she got to the kitchen, she immediately slapped her face. She felt the energy of the room drained and she knew why.

It was because of the thing she suddenly said that changed everything. How could she face him now? She blinked three times before jumping up and down three times. She was cursing herself for saying such a stupid remark.

"Do you have any cold drinks?" he suddenly asked. She shrieked before she got a grip on herself.

"shit, why do you have to scare me like that? Oh yeah, there's soft drinks on the second shelf. If you want ice pops or sweets, it's in the bottom shelf," she said while pouring the flour on the bowl. She cracked three eggs and did her thing while he was watching her back.

He was feeling awful about himself. Even after hearing 'I miss Jimin' from her, he couldn't help but to admire her. He was examining her back and his thoughts went overhead. He groaned and walked towards the refrigerator. His eyes glistened when he realized that this refrigerator is full of fluids and foods.

"I must say, you're fricking organized. Did you make those popsicles and juices? You're using washable plastic glasses,"

She laughed and uttered, "what can I do? I have to save the earth,"

It was almost 3 in the afternoon when she went to the living room and brought the pancakes. She took the empty bowls and trays and dropped them on the sink and started washing.

She was eager to go to upstairs and sneaked to their library, Mark's library. Although most of the books there were about laws, business ethics and educational resources, she made sure she stocked novels and other outstanding books.

"you make the most delicious pancakes in the world" he moaned out of delight while eating the incredible pancakes. She laughed and took some and went upstairs.

"where are you going? I'm all alone here,"

She raised her eyebrow. She wanted to say, "is that my problem?" but she knew better, "I'm going to Mark's mini library,"

He thought for a while before he carried the plate and walked ahead of her. She gasped and moved him aside, "excuse me mister, I know the way,"

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He scanned the shelves and tried to find a book that's interesting. He was not a fan of reading but he has couple of books in his room.

"can you suggest a book to read?" he asked while looking at the educational books in front of him. He was, for sure, not going to read medical books.

She chuckled and gave it a thought. "I've read Me Before You and After You by Jojo Moyes. I literally put their genre on each shelves. Find anything that you like. There's romance, adventure, comedy, horror, crime and anything else," she said while grabbing her latest collection, Tracy Madison's books.

Her gaze was intense while she was debating on what to read first. Finally, she decided to read A Taste of Magic first. She sat down on the arm chair that looked like a bookshelf chair. Of course, this was the chair from her father and she truly treasured it.

Time passed by and it was already 6 in the evening. The sky had gone darker and the air was getting colder. She stood up and closed the windows and the curtains. She looked at Jungkook who was peacefully sleeping on the chair. After he finished reading one book, he had no energy to read another one.

He secretly took a book and covered his face and then off to sleep. It was pretty much obvious but she did nothing about it. She wouldn't force people to read books with her. As a matter of fact, she loved reading alone.

She decided to wake him up since it was late already. "Jungkook? It's already late," she softly said. Surprisingly, he woke up and looked at her in the eyes before blinking.

"what time is it?" he breathed out as he placed the books back to the shelves. She rubbed his eyes and yawned.

She chuckled and opened the door, waiting for him to go out. She switched off the light and closed the door behind her before she could answer him." It's already 6 in the evening. I can make a quick dinner. Mark will be back after an hour or so,"

She walked down the aisle and to the stairs, straight to the kitchen. Jungkook sat down on the chair beside the kitchen table and waited for her.

"is vegetable chicken salad fine for you?"

He nodded and said, "I'll eat whatever meal you cook," he wasn't the type of person to reject foods. He wasn't a picky eater. He was taught by his mom to accept the food served in front of him and finish the food on his plate, just like a good child.

After her father's tragic death, she distance herself from everyone, including her mom. She wasn't fully prepared for moving on from the event and now, her mother found another man who'll fulfill her after him.

Jungkook, a player, stone-hearted faced the same event. His mom died when he was little, leaving him and his six other brothers with their dad. He then knew that his father found another woman and would like to marry her which he was so furious about.

What they didn't know was their world was just connected. 
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"I told you to marry that man!" her mom shouted at her, stomping her left foot.

"why would I? This wasn't part of the deal! I let you marry that old man and even let him take the role of my dad yet now, you would force me to marry someone who I don't have feelings with? I can't believe you" she yelled back. She ran away from her mom and went back to her house. 
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"Jungkook, get ready, you're meeting your future wife" his dad said, holding his wife's hand. 

"I don't even like Lisa, let alone be paired with her forever" he hissed and walked out. 
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5 years later. 

"c'mon you're meeting your sister. She had arrived thirty minutes ago and is probably waiting for us, together with her husband." his mom told them while taking her bag and fixed her clothes. 
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She held her tears and looked at the night sky and said, "Jungkook, we can't. As much as I wanted to be with you, we're both married to someone who we don't give a shit."

He took her hands and let her face him and said, "that's my point. If we love each other, then we'll fight for each other, for our love", to her. He kissed her hands and they shared a passionate kiss. 
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"if only I knew that this will happen, then I wouldn't have to do that. Shit, Lei, you make me crazy"he kneeled down, holding her bruised hand. 

"shit happens, kook" she laughed. 
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"we're divorced". They both said at the same time. She jumped on him and he twirled her, tightly holding her waist. 

"does that mean, we have a chance?" he asked her, lost in her galaxy eyes. 

"we do have a chance, we just didn't know how to find that chance" she smiled while pecking his lips. 

"if only I met you before your mom met my dad, then we would have kids by now" 
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"I now pronounce you, husband and wife"

"Have you been waiting long? Terribly sorry for my lateness. The traffic, you understand," the director of administration hurriedly explained himself as he sat down with Hee-bong Yang, a journalist for the Inpyeong Daily newspaper. "Oh, it's no problem," answered Yang, "I just got here as well. Apparently, there's some construction going on. A split pavement, from what I've heard." And so, the two shook hands.

Hee-bong Yang was in charge of the politics section of the regional newspaper, though in a city like Inpyeong, that meant that he took care of practically everything. Considering the fact that welfare services greatly increased the overall quality of life, most regional communities (including Inpyeong) were more than willing to cooperate with organizations. This was especially true in the field of childcare, where favorable liaisons between childcare facilities and regional organizations are a must.

"For example," said the director, "field trips to local museums are mainly to preserve the history and culture of specific regions. We can then expect an increase in interest towards history and its connections to today's society."
"Hmm." reporter Yang answered idly. "I suppose, yes. They do have their value, whether from an educational perspective or a societal one."

Though Yang's reaction had been far from enthusiastic, the director made no mention of it. After all, this topic had been more of an opening statement, a sort of appetizer for the more important discussion to be had. And so, the director continued talking.

"If we were to increase the productivity of regional welfare facilities and advertise more efficient programs, it would help to improve the community's reputation and also bring some profit, since we could obtain funds for expanding our welfare services. But in the case of our current issue… I've found that it's quite different."
"Yes," answered Yang. "it really is. I almost didn't notice myself."
"Ah, so you already knew of this."
Yang lifted his glass to eye-level before speaking again. "Indeed. Actually, there was a small… incident, so to speak, that went almost unnoticed. Normally, our staff would have caught wind of it right away, but they seem to have hidden it well." He observed the swirling amber liquid in his glass, admiring the light as it refracted off the faceted crystal, and downed the whole thing at once.

"Could you elaborate?" asked the director, refilling the reporter's glass. Perhaps it was due to the lighting of the room, but Yang's eyes looked rather sharp. In other words, he looked quite ill-tempered.
"The incident itself wasn't really a big deal. Just another case of embezzlement."
"… Then I suppose it's the people involved that are a big deal. Whether it's the perpetrator or the victim."

Yang swirled his glass, making sure that the liquid and the ice mixed properly. The true flavor of the drink shone when it was cold. Or so he believed. "A relative of the mayor's. Mother's side. He could have just shrugged it off as a distant cousin, but they seem to be quite close, surprisingly. The prosecution apparently found a connection between the two. Well, I guess the whole thing can be summarized as the mayor trying to defend an embezzler."
"Well, but how--"
"'How is this related to the institute,' is it?" Yang smirked. "It's in three weeks, isn't it? Well, the court hearing starts on Monday next month, but they needed a connection to the judge before that. Then you may wonder, why not meet privately? Why the big flashy show? That's because the mayor is running for the next term. So, naturally, he has quite a few reporters following him around. Imagine what would happen if they were to catch him pressuring people here and there to keep things quiet. Not to mention how many eyes and ears there are in restaurants or even places like this. So, he chose to blow things up rather than risk being accused of bribery. It's a thin line between official and casual."
"But, Mr. Yang, how do you--"
"How do I know all this? The mayor's people told me."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, how else would someone like me be able to sit here with someone like you? Thanks to our outstanding lawmakers, none of the important people are allowed to treat me to meals or send me gifts anymore. It's only thanks to the mayor's relative getting into trouble that I'm finally getting my fair share."

The director was speechless, but the reporter went on, regardless.

"Do you understand why I'm telling you all this?"
"To be honest, I do not."
"Director… I heard that you're in Board Director Jeong's faction?"

The director of administration choked on his drink. The reporter calmly offered him a napkin and picked up where he had left off. "Well, Jeong's faction also has some ties with the mayor's. What a close-knit community, huh?"

Close-knit? Community? No, this was nothing more than a messy tangle of webs, all intertwined. The more you struggled to free yourself, the more you'd be ensnared. With each struggle, new webs would be made to replace the broken ones. For now, the director of administration had no idea how much money the relative had embezzled, or how involved the mayor was, or how many people were being pressured by him, or how much money had been spent and how much would be spent. The director had no idea, and he knew it'd be best to remain in the dark.

To make things more confusing, he received a call from Board Director Jeong as soon as he left the meeting with the reporter. The call didn't entail much. He was not to worry about the chairman of the institute, but it was imperative that he cooperated with the court.

Truth always weighed heavy, and surely enough, the phone he had shoved in his pocket began to feel very, very cumbersome.

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Lucid immersed himself in his studies for quite a long time, to the point that he did little else at all. He was constantly reading, not only in class, but also through all his free time. Some teachers even worried that he was developing an addiction. Whenever he had any free time, he would read an encyclopedia. It was a fun read, separated as it was by topics, but most importantly, it helped him with his magic research. It hadn't been long, but he had almost succeeded in forming a figura (image materialization) for four different magics.
However, he hadn't been able to fully materialize any of them, likely due to his lack of knowledge about properties. Attempting to form an image based only on appearance resulted in vague, dark silhouettes. The reason materialization magic was so difficult was exactly due to this issue: one needed extensive knowledge about an object to be able to recreate it. Thinking of it, Pincheno's skill in materializing water signified his prowess as a sorcerer.

"I dedicated my life to it. To this magic." The old man had told Lucid. "And still, I couldn't do it. But one day it came to me. Diapho. That's when I succeeded. It was truly like a miracle."

What Lucid had realized from reading was that if it hadn't been for that sudden moment of awareness, of diapho, he would have never been able to materialize fire as he had. Though he hadn't known the proper terms, he had had a vague understanding of combustion, oxidation, and flammability, and that knowledge had been the source of his success. Now, at least as far as fire was concerned, he knew properties better than anyone else. And through the books he had read, he had learned about combustion as a reaction, about flammability, and even about changes in color due to refractions in the light.

Still, analyzing physical properties was an arduous task, and his ignorance in the field of scientific theories meant that there weren't many objects he could properly form a figura of. Lucid hoped that he would be able to do so soon, as long as he continued to read and fill the gaps in his knowledge. He closed the book he had been reading and stood up.

Monday. The day of the field trip had finally arrived.

The bus sent by the court, big enough to sit 35 people, pulled up to the institute, which was abuzz since early morning. The children got on the bus one by one, all while maintaining an orderly line. One instructor and two supervisors joined them on the bus, while the chairman and the executive secretary decided to follow on their personal vehicles. As for the director of administration, he remained behind to take care of some paperwork. He wouldn't be missing much, as even the chairman would be returning right after taking a few pictures for the press.

"Myeong-su, sit up straight. Jihye, you're a middle schooler now! What will the younger children think of you? Myeong-su is learning all this from you!"

Truth to be told, Myeong-su was doing as he pleased, rather than copying someone else, but there was no need to tell the teacher of this. There wasn't a person on the bus, let alone the institute, who didn't know.

Lucid sat at his seat, perfectly still, and read his book, titled "Physics in Daily Life." He had borrowed it from a middle schooler, but it was so clean and unused that Lucid was a bit nervous to dirty it. Besides (and rather obviously), Lucid had no idea what he was reading half the time. It was much too difficult for him to understand, but he read along anyway, firm in the belief that it would come to help him later. The only reason he had chosen this book was because of Praete. After learning from the encyclopedia that the act of slipping was due to "friction," he had realized that phenomenon magic was deeply tied to physics as a science. However, he lacked the knowledge to fully understand the study, so he just read and read, hoping to at least memorize the contents.

No one interrupted Lucid when he read. Ever since the incident, people had begun to keep their distance from the boy. Children, ever perceptive of their surroundings, had sensed that there was something dangerous about him, while the adults couldn't bring themselves to cheer up the suddenly somber boy, even out of a sense of duty. Truthfully speaking, the prejudice against children raised in institution played a rather big role in Lucid being ignored by surrounding adults.

Still, everything had an exception. And surely enough, Myeong-su stayed by Lucid's side.

"Come on, plaster face. Time to get off! We're here!"

Myeong-su was the first one off the bus, and he stretched his hands out towards the sky dramatically, as if leaving the institute was some sort of great freedom he had obtained. Looking at him, so excited as he was, Lucid couldn't help but smile.

<Crescendo (3)> End

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

This was the last week of June, it was time for the end of the first school semester.
This meant Exams.
The students were already used to their notebooks and pens. It was way better and cleaner than using slateboards and chalk.
Landon had given all the children below ages 15: 4 empty notebooks, 3 eraser pencils and 7 pens (2 blue, 2 black, 2 red and 1 green).
If they needed more, their parents were to buy it for them. And those who were orphans, could take them free of charge from the school canteen.
The adults who took classes were required to buy their own textbooks as well. Afterall, they all worked and the books and pens were cheap.
9 pens cost 5 copper coins, 9 pencils cost 5 copper, while 1 book cost 3 copper coins.
The teachers still used chalk of course.
With these books, the students could go home and revise their lessons.
For those that came to school in the middle of the semester, they would only be given tests on what they know so far.
But within the 1 month break, it was compulsory for them to take make up classes, so as to catch up with the rest for the next semester.
Those that couldn't catch up would repeat their classes on the next semester. While those that passed would move on ahead to the next phase.
All they had been learning so far were language and math. Now, it was time to introduce them into the world of Chemistry.
Of course it wasnt intense chemistry, just the basics.
With the basics, they could go about and have assignments like science projects and so on.
Those that passed and did well, would advance and take Math 3, Language 2 and Chemistry 1.
Today, the little princess Linda, from Yodan empire was taking the final exam for the semester.
Back at Yodan, 9 year old Linda was ignored and bullied most of the time.
Since she wasn't a favoured princess, the maids, servants and even her teachers looked down on her. The only people who cared for her, were her mother Winnie and brother Beri.
She would cry daily and sometimes even feel like she was trapped, with no where to go.
But ever since she came to Baymard, the people were nice and she could finally go to school with other children who were very humble.
And for some reason, the food tasted better here as well.
Landon would come to her school and read amazing stories to her and the other children. She even played on the metal swing and something called a slide.
The little princess was very happy.
She loved everyone, even the funny grandpa Willow. He would always put flowers on her hair and push her on the garden swing (yet, he gave trouble to Landon for plucking Tulips).
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Linda sat in the large classroom nervously.
Although she had math teachers and language teachers back in Yodan, she had realized that Baymard's educational system was different.
It was way better and more detailed. Plus she loved her rainbow painted exercise books, pencils and pens, which were much better and simpler to use.
For the tests, she liked that they were evenly spaced throughout the week, giving her more time to read at home.
The moment of truth had come.
The teacher placed a sheet of paper face-down in front of her.
Today, she was taking her first exam... Math 1.
Once all the papers were shared, Grace signaled for them to start.
Somewhere in another classroom, Linda's mother Winnie, Kim and Lucy, were also giving out the same exam.
Today was meant for math 1. So even if they weren't teaching it, they had to help supervise the exams as well.
All tests had different sections within them. Some of the sections in Math 1 and math 2 were similar to one another, but not actually the same.
Math 1 had 7 seven sections:
•15%: Additions
•15%: Subtractions
•15%: Playing with operations (using + or -)
•10%: Number writing
•15%: Word problems (using only + or -)
•15%: Measuring Length (using only + or -)
•15%: Measuring Time(using only + or -)
Linda looked through the section titled 'Addition' and began.
First question: 145 + 74 =? (show rough work)
She immediately started using her fingers and even showed the carry over process on the paper.
The more she answered, the more confident she became.
Time went on and she arrived at the 'Playing with operations (using only + or -)' part.
>Question: Achieve the result 20, by using the numbers: 2, 6 and 4, as many times as you like.
He looked at the question and her eyes lit up.
'6 plus 4 is 10, 10 plus 4 is 15....no no no!! its 14..' she thought.
Just like that, she completed that section.
Now, it was time for 'word problems'.
Question: There are 67 bird families living near the mountain. If 32 bird families flew away for winter, how many are left near the mountain?
She immediately started writing the main points, as she was taught in class.
'67 bird families.... flew away..... 32 bird families..... ahhh!! this is a subtraction.. this is taking away' she exclaimed inwardly as she immediately did the subtractions.
When she was at the last section, Grace kindly reminded them to drop their pens, pencils and papers.
She was currently in the last section and had 3 questions left to answer. She couldn't help but curse the 6th section for slowing her down.
All in all, she felt like she was going to do very well in the exam.
After the exam, she discussed her answer with some of her friends.
"Did you guys succeed in finishing the exam?"
"Ahh!!! I only had 1 question left, and then they took away for paper"
"Woo woo.... I'm not sure I did well"
"Don't cry, who can say that we will all pass?"
"Yeah plus there's still make up classes during the break."
"Don't forget that if you do well in Math 2 and Pyron 1, you will still advance."
"We have to study hard for the next tests"
"Ahh!!! Question 5 in section 4 was very confusing"
"It was definitely a trap"
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And just like that, the Math 1 exam had officially come to an end.
Two days later, the exam for Math 2 began.
The Exam had 8 sections:
•12%: Multiplication tables
•12%: Multiplication
•12%: Divisions
•12%: Playing with operations (using × or ÷)
•10%: Number writing
•14%: Measuring length (using only × or ÷)
•14%: Measuring Weight (using only × or ÷)
•14%: Measuring Time. (using only × or ÷)
Under, the section titled: Multiplication tables, Linda moved like lighting.
Question: 3 × 7 = ?
And under the Multiplication section, Linda still felt it was easy.
Question: 727 × 4= ?
Moving forward, Linda realised that she had spend too much time with the Section 'number writing'.
Question: Write Nine thousand four hundred and sixty-one, in numbers.
'Thousand..thousand... Ahhh!!.. its 1000.. but since its 9, then its 9000...'
She also spent time doing the measuring length, weight and time sections.
Question: 2 m = ? cm
Question: 20 kg = ? g
Question: 9 hrs 45 min = ? min
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Once again, she was unable to finish her exam on time.
Was it a curse for her to never to finish on time?
She quickly went home and started practicing her pre-tenses, present tenses and so on, for her Pyron exam.
All the people in Pyno spoke 1 language, so the language spoken in Yodan was the same as that in Arcadina.
Another 2 days passed and it was time for her final exam.
Pyron 1 was divided into sections:
•18%: Nouns, verbs, adjectives and pronouns
•18%: All Tenses: Present, past, simple.. etc
•9%:   Writing numbers into words
•15%: Prepositions
•20%: Choose correct/ Incorrect sentences
•20%: Choose complete/Incomplete sentences.
Linda kept seeing questions like;
Question: choose whether the following sentence is a simple or compound sentence.
Question: Which sentence shows the proper use of a noun?
Question: Write 109 in words.
Question: Which is not a complete sentence?
Question: Identify the adverb in the sentence
For her, language was easy compared to math. So for the first time ever, she had successfully finished all the questions for the exam. She even had 10 minutes to spare, so she decided to go over her work once more.
Once the exam papers were collected, she truly felt free as a bird. She had never had this type of feeling before.
She began discussing with her friend on what they would do with this 1 month vacation.
She had been told that the exams would be posted on the 12th day of July.
Also, the next semester was going to start in August.
 So for the entire month of July, she would hopefully have no school.
To be honest, she didn't want to spend the entire July doing makeup classes. That's why she earnestly prayed that her results would be atleast alright to take her to the next stage.
She had been so stressed during this exam period, that she didn't even care how her hair looked like when she left the house early this morning.
Her mom wanted to fix it, but she refused as she needed to use all her time for studying.
She looked at her mom as if saying: 'Mom, my holiday is at stake here and your worried about my hair?'
Right now, she didn't even want to see a single book, atleast until august.
'Finally, No more exams'


Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

  
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Author here, thank you all for tuning in..... english is my second language... so I promise to try my best.

P.S, please dont compare my Novel to others... not all world development novels have to have the same format.

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After giving instructions to Qing, Fu Yan started to improve the game.
His goal was to give the user the freedom they wanted.
Though games are games but many players want the games to be realistic because they want to able to do things, they can't do in reality.
That's what games are for.
They allow players to escape reality.
Though games are very good for entertainment but they are also criticized because players get addicted to them and they waste their time so Fu Yan was trying to create a game that would be widely different from all those other games available.
His main focus was to give freedom to players to allow them to do whatever they wanted to do in-game though there would be some restrictions but mostly they would have the freedom they wanted.
The second point was to make it a widely different game by giving it a genre of educational entertainment.
This was the other task that he gave Qing to solve.
The idea was to add puzzles in the game which after being solved would give players boast or something similar.
Fu Yan was not the first one to think about this idea. Many Top-level game companies also thought of this point but it was very hard to implement because when one person solve the puzzle, he would tell others and they would solve it by the same process and creativity would end there.
But Fu Yan had something that they did not have and that is "AI". 
Qing would be given the task to add puzzles and in-game educational entertainment.
She was currently gathering data from different sources.
The first option is to replace puzzles every day whether they were solved or not and the second one was to monitor the puzzles data. If one puzzle had been solved 5 times, it would become invalid and would be replaced.
Now here came the tricky part. If one wanted to replace puzzles in a game, they had to release patches for that players would become annoyed because they would want to enjoy the game not download updates after updates for it.
So Fu Yan was stuck at this point and this was also the main reason why his game was not finished yet.
He had already finished the game development book and was ready to return it to the library.
"I should ask Old Shun if there was any book related to this problem in the library that I can read with my level."
After thinking that he went to his bed and laid down.
He swiped on his hand and appeared in the great hall of the library.
Old Shun was standing there, smiling as usual.
Fu Yan also smiled upon seeing him and said.
"I have finished this book and I am stuck on a problem while developing a game so I want to know if there is any technology available that I can use at my level."
Old Shun smiled and asked about the problem that he was facing.
Old Shun gave a book after thinking for some time.
The book was unlike other books which were of normal size because this book was heavy and thick.
Its thickness was that of 3 or 4 previous books combined.
Fu Yan was surprised upon seeing the book of this size.
He looked at the title and a look of excitement could be seen on his face upon reading it.
"The Essentials of Cloud Gaming and Computing(beginer+)"
He knew that with this book he would not have to worry about most of the problems that he might face in future because cloud computing was the core of many technology giants and they were still perfecting it and from the standards of the Library, The technology in this book would be more advanced than that of earth.
After giving him this book, Old Shun said.
"As you can see this is a beginer+ book and its content would be a little hard for you to understand but seeing that you are hard-working and giving your all so I am giving a gift. You might have needed 40 to 50 credits to understand the knowledge in this book but with my gift, you won't be needing them."
After saying that he pointed his finger towards Fu Yan's head and he could feel a surge of knowledge entering his brain.
Fu Yan was confused with this behavior of Old Shun so he asked.
"Old why did you gave me a gift?"
Old Shun just smiled and said.
"You will be the last librarian that I have to train and after this, I would be free from this duty so I want you to become a librarian fast."
Fu Yan was even more confused after hearing this.
"What do you mean by you would be free after training me."
Old Shun explained to him.
"You see we guardian or you can call us workers are different from librarians. We enter into a contract with this library after we fail to return the books we borrow in time and don't have compensation to pay so we become workers for the library for a period of time to pay what we owe and my settlement was a huge because I lost the book that I borrowed from the library so I had to enter into a contract to work for the library for 3000 years or help train 10 librarians so though only 2134 years have passed, I have already trained 9 of them and you would be the last that I have to train. Though we lose our freedom but we have some privileges. We can access books in the library easily and improve our knowledge and we also have other perks but everything in this library follow the rule of equal exchange so you can understand what I want to say."
Fu Yan's mind was filled with questions but Old Shun refused to say more, saying he would answer these questions of his at a later time."
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Galactic Technological Library that is the access point for different races of the universe to exchange knowledge, choose an ordinary boy from the earth as its librarian.
How a boy with no ambition would use this chance given to him. He is given the right to access all kinds of technical knowledge which has yet to discover by the earth and interact with different races that come to the Library seeking knowledge.
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Listening to the birds chirping outside, Fei walked alone in the empty—save for the guards—open corridor, heading towards the courtyard to learn this week's new combat technique.


As she looked at the yellowing leaves outside, she thought to herself a verse that her Wing Chun teacher often said while drinking his tea, 'Time goes away, waiting for nobody'.


Her master's birthday was in late summer, and it has only been a month since his departure. Yet the leaves are already showing signs of changing colors, a sign of autumn.


Though she had read many books with grandiose descriptions of this season, this was the first autumn that Fei has seen; and she felt that no description from the books could ever match up to the real deal. She was looking forward to when autumn would be at its peak, a time that she was sure would be aesthetically pleasing.


After Carlos left for camp, Fei hardened her resolve to train harder and to accumulate more knowledge, so that she would be a suitable bodyguard for her master when he returned.


She vowed that she would become the best bodyguard that he's ever seen!


She didn't care about anything else, only whole-heartedly focused on her work. She often read in the library, even after her classes ended, hoping to achieve her goal of reading every book in it before her master came home.


After two weeks, Fei's Language A skills, including reading, speaking, listening, and writing, far surpassed those of regular servants in that lived in the estate. But that was to be expected, after all, she could remember every word that she's seen.


But although Fei's skills were better than servants, that didn't mean that she had completely grasped the language. In fact, saying she was better than servants doesn't isn't much praise.


Two of her worst subjects were writing and understanding. Writing was difficult for Fei because she did not understand how to express her thoughts, even if she could remember the shapes of the letters. 

Adding on, although Fei understood the physical meaning of a word, she could not understand its hidden meaning when placed in context with other words.


For example, that strange book that she read the first time she went to the library called The Odyssey. Every now and then, Fei would go back and reread it; but she still can't understand exactly what it is talking about. The book/poem seems to speak in riddles, and so even while she could read each and every word, Fei couldn't fully understand the point of the book.


One day, Fei realized that The Odyssey is what you would call a 'poem,' and from then on, she would regularly read poems, even though she didn't understand what they meant. She just thought that if she kept reading poems, perhaps one day, she'll know what they mean.


Just like this, Fei spent her time in a relaxed and peaceful way.


There was one thing that Fei was a little disappointed about though:


She never saw her Wing Chun teacher again after the first week of her classes.


Although Fei had expected it as such, she still felt a little down. Perhaps it was because he was the most serene and skillful teacher out of all her other teachers?


Indeed, Fei began to train under many professionals to hone her physical abilities and skills. These classes were mostly just for practice, not educational—since she already learned the general information about those techniques from books.


After Wing Chun, Fei learned other various forms of unarmed combat. Apparently though, learning all those martial arts was not needed in an actual bodyguard training; in fact, according to a book Fei read, it would be enough to receive less than two months of training to be considered a qualified Close Protection Officer.


In the book, it was said that one of the most basic knowledge one needed to know before becoming a bodyguard is first aid. Such knowledge was supposed to be gained before learning the complex skills such as tactical or weapon mastery.


But it seemed as if Fei had skipped the first steps and jumped right into the complex stuff!


Nevertheless, Fei understood that this was to better protect her master, so she didn't feel any enmity towards Mr. Rochester, who planned all of this.


Waking from her thoughts, Fei realized that none of the servants had approached her this morning. Previously, some of them had regularly bombarded her with all sorts of offensive words and phrases. 

They had started this ruse ever since Carlos left, but it was only recently that Fei learned what all those words they used meant. She also came to know that this was called 'verbal bullying.'


As for the reason that garnered such bullying? Well, Fei had absolutely no idea. She always nodded at them as a form of politeness, and when they spoke poorly of her, it wasn't as if she spoke back and did the same to them.


Fei recognized that if she did thrash out at those people, she would be making trouble for her master, something she did not want. Besides, she never had the urge to talk back to those people anyway. Those words they said didn't harm her. Did they think it would?


Fei suddenly shook her head, noticing that her thoughts had gone awry once more. She continued walking once more, wondering how concealed carrying training, the first session that included the use of weapons, would go.

In a world filled with war and horror, she was a tool of slaughter. 

She fought her way emotionlessly through the war for her masters' commands. 

But it isn't until they die that she realizes how much the people she killed meant to her. 

...

People say that being immortal would be an incredible dream come true, but they are liars. 

Immortality is a nightmare. 

People also say that they would rather have no feelings than to feel hurt.

But she would rather feel something than to feel nothing at all; especially when people who care about her die right in front of her, under her own hands. 

She would do anything to become human.

To live, to feel, to die. 

To be in control of her own fate.

Even if it means losing everything.

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On the second floor of a restaurant near Beihong District, a group of young men and girls were seated around two tables. There were more than ten of them.
"Have you heard? Her Majesty wants to set up an educational institution," a tall and strong sixteen-year-old young man said while drinking some wine.
"It is led by that Ren Baqian!" another young man added.
"Humph!"
It was a young girl that snorted. She was roughly seventeen years old and looked pretty and elegant. Following which, she slammed her wine cup on the table.
The rest looked at her and sniggered openly.
This girl was called Liu Yueyao, also known as Yao Zi. She was the girl that got the worst of it during the Great Hunt. She was mocked by Ren Baqian and was eventually chided by everyone.
Subsequently, she received ten strikes of whips and was grounded for a month.
Initially, she wanted to find an opportunity to seek revenge. However, after staying at home for a few days, she heard a news that caused her to be dumbstruck. That glib gigolo was actually chosen by Her Majesty to become her husband.
She could not understand why Her Majesty would fall for that lad.
Not only was Her Majesty the empress of Dayao, she was also the seventh most powerful expert in the world. Moreover, her looks were so beautiful that she could bewitch countless men. Liu Yueyao couldn't believe such a great beauty would choose that kind of man as her husband.
This news almost made her break everything in her room.
As time passed, her hatred for Ren Baqian did not decrease the slightest bit. Instead, she hated him even more now.
Every time she heard news of Ren Baqian, she would be annoyed.
However, the rest did not really care about how she felt. In any case, they were already talking about the educational institution.
"What does one learn in an educational institution?" There were a lot of people that wanted to know the answer to this question. After all, this was the first educational institution in Dayao.
"It should be the same as Great Xia's. Literature, mathematics, art of war, law, etc.!" someone said with confidence.
"Maybe it even teaches Classics too," someone joked.
"That might be possible," someone added.
Classics was the generic term for several doctrines that were passed down from ancient times. These doctrines were mainly focused on teaching one ethics and virtues. They also contained teachings on the relationships between human beings, the society and the nature.
Classics were viewed with great importance in the Yun Nation, the Chen Nation, and Great Xia. However, the aboriginals had all along disliked this field of study, let alone these sons and daughters of court officials.
In Dayao, violence was the solution to everything.
Even though there were laws in place, most people still preferred to use violence.
Everyone dropped this topic after having a short discussion about it. These youngsters spent most of their time practicing their martial arts and playing with their friends. Occasionally, they would meet up to discuss things that happened in Lan City. They at most read only a few books at home.
Actually, none of them really cared about the educational institution. To them, this was just a casual discussion.
Furthermore, they knew they wouldn't be selected to enter the institution.
They understood that only those gifted and extraordinary individuals would be selected.
…
Ren Baqian was sitting in Yangxin Palace Hall, holding a list of names that the empress had just given him. It contained the names of students that were submitted by the court officials.
"Shi Gan… is he the grandson of Great Elder?" Ren Baqian casually asked when he saw the first name.
"It's his youngest son," the empress replied plainly.
"Pfff! Great Elder is really young at heart!" Ren Baqian gasped in surprise.
Great Elder is roughly seventy to eighty years old, right? This list states that Shi Gan is only twelve years old, which means Great Elder had him him when he was roughly sixty to seventy years old! Respect!
Ren Baqian continued to read the list. Then, he saw a familiar name.
Tong Lan, ten years old.
"Huh? That girl is not gifted?" Ren Baqian had a shocked look on his face. This ten-year-old girl made him realize why the flowers were so rosy, how was she not gifted then?
"Tong Lan is rather gifted, at least she is more than her grandfather," the empress said.
"Didn't I request for ungifted good-for-nothings?" Ren Baqian pointed at the name list with doubt.
"Tong Zhenye said that they are still young and they can use the two years inside the institution to find their playmates," the empress said as she threw a grape into her mouth.
Ren Baqian was speechless. Are you treating this place as a kindergarten?
However, after thinking about it, Ren Baqian felt that it was a great chance for him to seek revenge on Tong Lan. After all, he had suffered so much in her hands.
A gentleman would take revenge on anyone, of any age.
The notion of letting off a pretty lolita had never existed in Ren Baqian's mind before.
One isn't a gentleman if he refuses to seek revenge when it's necessary.
A great man has to be ruthless.
I have to keep in mind these words of wisdom.
"Hehe…" Ren Baqian grinned. The empress cast a glance at him and rolled her eyes. She most probably knew what Ren Baqian was thinking.
However, Tong Lan was very shrewd as well.
She might be one that tormented Ren Baqian in the end.
Ren Baqian looked through every name on the list. There was a total of thirty-one students, more or less within his expectations.
He was the only teacher, and he could only teach so many students.
After thinking about it, Ren Baqian started speaking again, "Can we get a few students from the commoners' families? They can become teachers of the institution in the future."
After all, the students they had now were sons and daughters of court officials. In the future, they most likely would become court officials as well.
He couldn't possibly be teaching them forever, right?
"That's a good plan!" the empress nodded her head. "But have you come up with a name for the educational institution?"
"Blue Sky Academy!" Ren Baqian had a serious look on his face.
When the empress began to raise her eyebrows, he quickly corrected himself, "I'm just joking, it's New Eastern Academy."
Upon seeing an aura of death exuding from the empress's eyes, Ren Baqian corrected himself once more, "Actually, I'm joking again, let's call it Black Bamboo Academy. I came up with name because I saw a few black bamboos in the bamboo forest just now."
Upon hearing this name, the empress looked slightly satisfied. She continued eating her grapes and ignored Ren Baqian.
"There's still a month to go before the new year, right? Are there any activities for the new year? We will start the enrolment for the educational institution after new year then," Ren Baqian asked. He still did not know how Dayao celebrated the new year.
"There is lantern grabbing!" The empress replied and explained, "In the past, it was a competition among the members of a stronghold or between two strongholds. It's opened to youngsters below 20 years old, and the victor of the event will be rewarded. Those who have performed well will be able to gain the favor of the girls in the strongholds as well. If you want to participate in it, I will grant you a special permission to do so. If you perform well, I might even give you a reward." A smile appeared upon the empress's face when she mentioned that she was going to give Ren Baqian a reward.
"What are the rules?" Ren Baqian bolted upright upon hearing the empress's words.
"A frame will be set up and a lantern will be hung on top of the frame. Each group will have ten members, and the members can be chosen at will. Whoever gets possession of the lantern first will win." The empress's eyes were smiling.
"Don't tell me the participants are allowed to attack each other?" Ren Baqian laughed dryly.
"Of course they are allowed to do so, this is a great opportunity for everyone to showcase their skills," the empress replied with certainty.
"Forget it then." Ren Baqian immediately turned down the idea of participating in the event. He couldn't even defeat a ten-year-old lolita. He would surely die if he participated in the event.
"Don't you want to hear my reward for you first?" The empress's tone contained a rarely seen tinge of playfulness, causing Ren Baqian's heart to throb.
However, his brain was like a rattle drum that stopped rattling immediately. "A true man will never go back on his words."
Since the empress had put it this way, he knew it was definitely something not good. Only a fool would jump into such a huge pit.
"I can give you a kiss!" The empress's voice suddenly became as soft as a mosquito's. However, Ren Baqian could still hear it loud and clear.
Hearing these words, Ren Baqian raised his head abruptly and looked at the empress. At this moment, her face was slightly blushing. The shy look on her face made Ren Baqian feel as though there was a piledriver in his heart.
Ren Baqian put on a stern look on his face. "I feel that, death befalls us all but some die for a good cause while some die for a bad cause. For Your Majesty, I will die with no regrets."
Following which, he changed his tone and put on a helpless look on his face. "It's not that I'm not willing to participate in this contest. Actually, I have acrophobia and I don't dare climb too high up above the ground. Even though deep down I'm suffering, I have no choice but to give up on participating in this event."
The empress flicked her wrist and flung a plate of fruits at his head.


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

Yesterday was a very bad terrible no good day.

And some days will just be like that I suppose. It's not like I can physically sweep the fear and anxieties away permanently. They were kind of traumatic.

My disappearance most certainly gave grampa a scare though. He'll be heading off to join the rest of the nobles and politicians at the conference but his special personal troops are stationed here. They're not directly staying in the mansion with us but nearby and around the servants quarters.

Not only will they be in charge of protecting us very desirable and ransom worthy children, but they'll also be jump-starting us with weapons training!

Finally!

I've been set up with tutors but not weapons or fighting instructors yet. Though the educational tutors were assigned after it was discovered that I read so much of our family's home library. Did I really now? Who would honestly believe that, besides my own father? I'm beginning to doubt his sanity for taking a toddler so seriously. 

Out of boredom, I kept pestering father to stock more interesting books. No one reads finances, tax records, nor old family trees for fun. As I said before the entertainment of this world is extremely lacking.

I also think that most of those popular adventure books are based on grampa, which then just makes it too awkward to read. Just plain creepy. You try reading tweaked fan fiction about a grandparent of yours!

You know what else is awkward?

Since I woke up Lilyanne has been stuck attached to me and refuses to let go. She's scared I'll disappear for real after yesterday. It was just one day, sheesh let it go.

That's not too unexpected knowing Lilyanne, still as clingy as ever. No the really awkward part is that the stupid prince is in on it too! Is this his way of sticking to Lilyanne and annoying me? It's absolutely disgusting.

The poor stupid rock of a child probably has no idea he's getting engaged to me, otherwise, he wouldn't be so close. Eww.

That future announcement is not one I'll be looking forward to.

While we're lead to the prepared garden area for our first lesson plan I contemplate how Father's doing with the plan. After imagining the mess that is the court, I suppose that staying here even with Lilyanne and the stupid prince in tow isn't as bad.

The guest instructor that will be in charge of us today is part of Grampa's crew of course. 

Uncle Geoff is still back home in our territory managing both his estate and the campgrounds. In the past, he's the one that started our weapons training and I expected that would be the case this time as well.

It must have been my actions, or well lack of them yesterday, that changed things.

Not only that but grampa knows about my consciousness, how I'm not an average toddler. I don't know how but he's proven multiple times that he knows. He may be arranging for my training early in that case. Why not take advantage of the time? Yes, that would be the most reasonable explanation.

Years ago, a lifetime ago, we were first trained in small daggers, subtle safe enough weapons and eventually moved on to fencing. Those were deemed appropriate and fit into the hobbies that a young noblewoman could have or easily conceal. Lessons were dabbling in other 'arts', such as horseback riding or poison making. Those were the ones that Rosalia took best to besides the main weapons we focused on

Again when I say 'we' it actually was just me most of the time.

Lilyanne was excused and absent from so many training sessions she may as well have never attended. I don't think she even knew what to do past the form for holding a saber, even if it was the lightest and thinnest foil.

But that was fine, Lilyanne wouldn't need it. Ever. She had no need knowing how to fight. Not when everyone would always protect her. Even me.

A bitterness wells up in the back of my throat, not unlike vomit bile. I don't even try to deny it's part jealousy. How nice it must be to not ever have to fear for your life, to work for your survival? How luxurious.

It's a luxury I can't afford, not for a long time.

So I take the introduction, any part of training really, seriously. Instead of one instructor, it's a small crew of people, a team currently close to gramps in running dungeons and accompanying him. The majority of the section of troops he took with him is encamped while his closest bodyguards are with him at the conference. But these guys are nothing to mess around with. I recognize a good number of them, the kind of people to stick around the family through the years. The kind of people to keep.

They will introduce us to various easier weapons. We'll get an introduction and feel for them before starting with the popular and classic swordplay of this world.

Before that, we'll be running a set of physical tests. It's P.E essentially, we're going to stretch and run.

Sounds more like summer camp honestly. 

"Lukas, Amar, show them how it goes!"

"We'll be over here supervising and preparing. The kids will learn better around those close in age to them."

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Okay Tamera!"

The kids from yesterday are the youngest ones in this campaign. I remember now how they were also in grampa's training camp back south. Their youthful presence awes Lilyanne and Erik. Kids not much older than them can become warriors? What an amazing concept! The stupid battle crazy prince is already starry-eyed.

"Hey there little squirts, I'm the awesome Lukas. And this here is my not as cool but still good friend Amar."

When asked they tell us that they are only 3 years older than me, at the age of 5. Normally that wouldn't be such a big deal, right? To children, the 3-year difference in maturity and such may seem immense but it's nothing in the eyes adults.

Wrong.

Of course, that's wrong, what 5 year old becomes enlisted in the deadliest training corps in the known world?

Anyone, child or not taken to personally train with grandpa can't be simple. If I know grampa's recruiting style, to get in his circles especially so young, you either have to have vast potential to be powerful or you have a tragic backstory to unlock that. Often they have both, what a combo.

That's why he's so popular with the common people even till now. Grampa is well acquainted with and even helped jump-start many famous heroes and adventurers in their own right. Smiles and glory aside these people are not common, nor did they lead very charmed lives prior to fame.

These kids are dangerous. not just because one of them will be instrumental in my very own death.

What action can I take against them right now?

Do I get rid of them? Recruit them? Just ignore them?

They run us through the P.E exercises with the manner of older kids taking care of their younger siblings. They're so natural and disarming about it that Lilyanne and Eric are already completely comfortable with them. Even calling them 'big brothers".

Can't be helped, they're just children and I'm stuck playing one. 

It's especially surprising how animated Lukas is about it, he doesn't strike me as the type to play baby sitter. While they pay attention and joke around with all of us, with the concentration no normal 5 year old should have may I add, Lukas is especially focused on the stupid little prince.

Ah, I see.

He's my damned cousin Phillip's friend too. So he's a social climber, is he? 

Buddying it up to the prince of a northern country wouldn't be a bad choice. Now that I can look at him carefully without panicking, the boy is most likely Northern himself given his overly pale coloring and straight slim nose. I don't have the patience to bother telling him to give it up, that prince cares for no one. No one but Lilyanne perhaps.

You can try to warm up to him now as a baby but I've seen the robot-like person he grows up into.

"And bend and stretch! Good job you almost got it!"

"I think we're almost done here, sir!"

The stupid prince is still dazzled though, especially by Lukas who gives him extra care and praise. How stupid, in the future plenty of strong people will try to worm their way to you. It strange seeing Erik like this, so unguarded and more excusably stupid than usual. It's even a little amusing.

"You girls did really well too, especially you Rosalia. I hope you're feeling better."

Oh yeah, the kid found me passed out in a bush and carried my crying ass home. A little dopey but he's not an unkind kid I'll give him that. It warrants a polite response, at the very least more than Lukas. I don't remember this one in the crew trying to kill me.

"Yes I'm feeling much better, thank you. I apologize for the unfortunate first impression."

"Ah, that's the most you've said to me so far! Still, don't smile much do you? Still, you're so little but know so many words, you must be very smart!"

"Yep Rosa knows lots!" cheers Lilyanne, aww it almost warms my heart enough to forgive her for being so sticky. Almost, not quite. 

"Thank you for the praise, and again thank you. I must ask and trust though that yesterday's matters be kept quiet."

It's embarrassing, no one further needs to know my shame. Especially Lilyanne, she's oddly worried about me since I came back last night. Which may be why she's been sticking to me, and thus Erik too.

"Okay then, it will be just between us."

"Eh, Rosa I wanna be in tween to. Rosa?"

It's too embarrassing, the less Lilyanne knows the better. In fact the less that anyone knows, the better. I nod to the older boy and keep my mouth shut.

"Alright then kiddos, we'll be having our first demonstration with swords. This is the weapon you probably see the most."

"Mmm! Papa an grandpapa have swords!"

"I have one too!"

The baby stupid prince waves around his wooden toy sword, which appeared from out of nowhere. Where was he even keeping that thing during exercises?

I don't know how useful those things are actually in real combat, just doesn't seem all the feasible to me. But then again I'm from a different time and a different world. When in Rome do as the Romans do.

We're lead through the basics such as holding, stance, and attack types, very Day 1 sort of material. It's adorable how even Lilyanne is giving it a try, though I know it won't stick. There's also how she keeps falling back on her butt? That'....awkward, adorable but awkward. 

Erik though is an arrogant little prat even as a baby. He stomps his feet impatiently and in an attempt to show off waves around the demonstration with his toy sword. Oh, he's definitely showing off since he expectingly looks back at my sister and me right after.

Don't expect any praise here, Lily is too bust trying to get back up and I sure as hell am not going to talk to the baby stupid prince.

"That's all easy stuff! Of course, I already know how to do all of that, I'm the prince!"

I can't believe I was seriously going to marry this kid in the future, even for duty. I died for it but damn, dodged a bullet there.

The instructor, a bulky young man, looks at him with a tired sigh reserved for when dealing with nobles. You know the kind you make at work when handing annoying customers while they're being unreasonable.

"Yes your majesty, but there's a lot to master in the basics. Without the foundations, the following layers you learn will be weak."

"I'm not weak!"

"Hehe, sir Malcolm, can I teach him the lesson?!" a loud boy giggles and waves excitedly, like a cat ready to play with its food. The cat sitter sighed but looked ready since the mouse, aka the stupid prince, was more annoying. 

"*Sigh*....sure Lukas, why not. That's what you're good for I suppose. Just don't bully him too badly."

"Big brother Lukas?!" gasped the stupid prince in both awe and surprise. 

"So squirt, I won't talk much. Just fight me and that will do the talking."

"A duel! My first duel?! I gladly accept and will show you my skill!"

"Show me then you spoiled little squirt."

Now, this is what I'm talking about, Oh this will be amusing to watch, especially if a certain stupid prince gets beat to the ground. Please, Lukas, I'll even up my impression of you if you make that stupid prince eat some dirt!

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You've probably heard this sort of story before.

 

Once upon a time, blah blah blah a boy and a girl fell love and everything was beautiful and perfect, except for this thing called life getting in their way. 

He was this cool foreign prince and she was basically perfect. Really it's a very boring run of the mill story. I'll even spoil it for you, they kill the villainess at the end.

Not the type of story I'd read personally.


So where do I fit into this?

Apparently I'm her older twin sister and the very very lucky fiance to the foreign prince. You know, the dead villainess? Sucks I know. 

Now I get to do it all over again from the beginning.

Curse my life


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After taking a break from that little brat for a day, this mighty Lyra is ready to haul him!!

Since Dad's out in town instead of the castle, this time around, I'll be coming together with Mom.

Fufu, I can't imagine the look of fear in that brat's face when he's facing this mighty Lyra, mwahahahaa!!

W-wait, I sound totally like a villainess here!!

Am I that gifted to be a villainess...?

 

If this is an otome game, I will be the typical villainess who would hinder the heroine, yes?

Furthermore, my affinity matches, so...

Ah.

Nope, this is not the time to remember that thing with my affinity, yes!! I need to gather my mind to assault—I mean, to give a payback to the prince!

To be honest, I have imagined lots of ways to do so, but do I have the courage to act as I imagined, I wonder?

Please don't be frightened by my wild imagination of revenge.

I have read too many angst series in my past life, it seems.

Today, instead of wearing a dress and twin-tailing my hair, I am wearing a simple shirt combined with a short overall, and I only wear a hair pin. This is so I can move freely, anticipating the other day's antics. Besides, today… I will be going all out, for my payback!

 

 

 

Unlike yesterday where I had an audience with the royal family, today I will directly go to the brat---prince's side.

…Or so I thought.

But the prince is still missing in action after he ditched his private lesson this morning. So, I think I will try to look for him myself, as the maids are frantically looking for him.

 

 

 

I can think of a place. That's where we had our "strategy meeting". A secret, small space in the library that's enough for some kids to hide, but not for adult.

And there I found him, intensely reading some book.

"Why are you here, instead of having your private lesson?"

The little boy lifted his gaze from his book, showing that he is upset.

"Oh wait, you can read?!" I intentionally asked that before he can even respond.

"What are you, dumb? Of course, duh!"

"Heee—I didn't expect the boy who did those kinds of pranks and ditched the lessons to be civilized, my bad."

"…you…," he stood up and approached me.

Here it comes, Lyra!

Time to argue!

 

 

 

But then, he proceeded to pinch my cheek!

"Who are you? Are you an imposter? I don't remember having an underling with that kind of personality," he asked as he observed my face.

"Your hair is not twin-tailed and you wear something completely the opposite of what you wore the other day."

Whoa, this kid is sharp for his age! And here I thought he didn't pay me any attention! As expected of the prince!! Even when he seemed to be not paying attention, he actually remembered the details!

"Sooo, what is your objective? Show me your real identity!" He let go of my cheeks.

"How rude! I am Alrescha Lyra Hartmann, the real deal!!" I snapped and raised my voice.

"But your behavior is so different!"

 

 

I want to start lecturing him right away, but I need to scare him---uh, I mean, I need him to learn about the danger that can happen due to his pranks. Yes, baseless payback won't be good. I need to give him an educational payback, just in case the adults or the royal family asked me about it. So, I need to hold back a little and give him my payback in full afterwards.

"…I apologize, I didn't know what has gotten over me. Perhaps a stray ghost possessed me just now. So, what are we gonna do today?"

"Hmm, you need some exorcism? We can arrange that later. Anyway, today, the gardener has dug some holes to plant new trees, so I guess we can use that! It's gonna be exciting!"

…and dangerous.

Alright, perfect time to launch my educational payback!

 

 

 

"Andddd, done!! They really left this place alone, and focused on working the other area! They should have left someone to guard it, hehe!" The little prince grinned.

"So, we are done?"

"Yes~ Anyway, follow me!"

After preparing the trap with covering the holes with the leaves, the prince ordered me to follow him to get us a target.

 

 

Just right at that time…

I purposely placed my feet on the trap, causing the leaves to crumble along with my body. I lightly applied some of my mana to support my back so that the impact from falling won't hurt me that much.

Then, I also did some transformation and illusion~!

After making sure it's perfect, I yelled, "Ouch!"

...did that come out good? Did I properly let out a good yell, and not some weird high-pitched voice?

Oh well...

I can imagine him ridiculing me and saying something like, "What? Falling to our own prepared trap? What a stupid underling you are! Serves you right!"

Serves me right? Haha, yeah!

But, he must change his mind after seeing what I have in store for him!

 

 

 

I can hear the prince yelling in his irritation.

"Ugh, what is it this time, you little—wait, are you inside our trap?!"

He approached me...

"So, what kind of an idiot are yo—"

--and stopped talking.

 

 

 

Yup, I put up my illusion magic and made it as if my hand was bleeding. I took off my hair pin and used it to create the illusion of a nail.

The scenario is that, by chance, a nail was mixed into the soil and my hand got struck by it.

A very possible scenario to happen, right?

There is still a logic in my payback!

 

 

Oh yeah, right!

Time to act, again!

 

 

"It hurts…" I put up my agonizing face. I thought of the impact from the comet that killed me and that recollection made me able to put up a good act.

As a result, he's frozen up there.

Here, you're supposed to freak out and run away from the location. Any kid would react that way, right?

Afterwards, I'd say that I told the maids who patched me up that I got the wound from playing without paying any attention to my surroundings, so it will look as if he owes me one for covering him up~ and that should also teach him on how he should be more careful and consider the worst out of his action—a prank, on top of it.

That will teach him plenty of lesson.

Then, after that, I will give plenty of scolding to him.

Since he felt guilty, he wouldn't be able to argue back that much, haha!

I have secured my absolute chance to lecture him!

 

 

 

 

"Stay right there!"

Yes, scream and run away--

…Huh?!

Did I hear that right?



...What the hell is going to happen? I think this has deviated from the scenario that I've come up with in my mind...

A duke’s daughter wanted nothing in her life but the sweet nothingness of death, as she felt like her life served no purpose. Her wish was granted when she was killed in an unfortunate accident, yet in a sudden turn of events, she was forced to reincarnate.

As fate has it, she was reborn in her original world, but not directly after her death. As she is living her new life, she tries to forget the pain of her old life. But, what exactly is behind her reincarnation? Will she be able to live her new life to the fullest?

This is a slow-paced life journey of a reincarnated girl who's trying to find the meaning behind her past life and reincarnation.

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With a wave of tremble, the Wuling Hong Guang drove up to the sidewalk and stopped in front of the pet shop.
The door opened and Zhang Zian got off the car.　　
The chic ladies glanced at him while they passed by, then covered their noses in disgust and kept a distance from his car.　　
Despite the fact that he didn't specialize in the seafood business, he drove to the beach each day, and often took rare marine creatures, such as fish, shrimp, and crabs, back. He could not wash the containers in the car everyday, so after some time, the car inevitably smelled like fish.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun greeted him, and carried the new marine creatures into the aquarium. They sorted them and put them into different quarantine tanks so that they could adapt to the new environment.　　
Zhang Zian walked into the shop. The cleaning job was almost done, so he didn't have much to do. He took the underwater loudspeaker battery upstairs to charge.　　
He met Old Time Tea on the stairs. He hinted Old Time Tea and asked gently, "How is it?"　　
Old Time Tea smiled gently. "Everything is under your expectations."　　
The man and the cat looked at each other and smiled.　　
"Quack! What are you talking about in secret? What are you hiding from me?" Richard had sharply sensed the unusual atmosphere while it flew by. 　　
"Right. We are discussing you behind your back––specifically plucking your feather and making you into a stew," Zhang Zian threatened. "After you become stew, the world will be quiet."　　
"Quack! My meat is old and dry––it wouldn't taste good in a stew. I suggest you pick another bird!" Richard flew away quickly.　　
Old Time Tea walked downstairs slowly for the television, while Zhang Zian headed upstairs to wash his hands. They carried a fishy smell after they were soaked in the sea. He could still feel some fine, sea salt granules after his hands were dry. 　　
As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Sihwa hide something in a hurry.　　
He pretended not to see it. After turning on the tap, he asked, "Why aren't you broadcasting today?"　　
Sihwa was angry and humiliated after hearing his question. "Today… I'm not in the mood today! I don't want to broadcast!"　　
"Okay. It's nice to take a day off sometimes." Zhang Zian wiped his hands, then left the bathroom.　　
"Wait a moment!" Sihwa shouted behind him.　　
"What is it?" Zhang Zian stopped.　　
"Emm… This… Emm… That…" she stuttered. Her pale face turned red because she needed his help. After stammering for a long time, she took out a book from under a towel. "I can't read. What can I do?" she asked, troubled. "I know a few Korean words, but not any Chinese words…"　　
She could play with the phone, as the phone functions were simple––as long as she remembered the icons. She could make guesses on others, or ask Zhang Zian if it was too hard to guess. However, reading a book full of Chinese characters was mission impossible to her.　　
In fact, she had learned a few Chinese words since she had arrived in China. But she had learned them mechanically; she didn't have any formal, systemic teaching.
"You must be laughing at me, aren't you? You absolutely are!" She pointed at his face in fury before Zhang Zian had even said anything. She was almost embarrassed to tears.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's normal to be illiterate. Nobody is born literate." Zhang Zian shrugged. "Otherwise, they'd be a freak."　　
After hearing his words, Sihwa's mood calmed down a little.　　
"Well… Is there anything you can do to make me literate?" she asked, lowering her head.　　
"Yes. Lend me your phone for a moment." Zhang Zian took her phone and downloaded a few early childhood education apps from the app store. They were all basic-level, but entertaining word learning apps nonetheless; he started with Pinyin, which had real people's voices. The apps were already quite developed, and the functions were complete.　　
He compared a few quickly, then left the most user-friendly one and deleted the rest.　
"Here you are. Follow this. You'll learn them soon." He gave the phone back to her.　　
"Wow! So childish!" She complained as soon as she saw the interface for young kids. "Are there any long-legged Oppas or big-boobed girls teaching the lessons?"　　
"Save it. I'd love to learn if these teachings existed!" Zhang Zian took up her book and flipped through it. The book from Old Time Tea was not suitable.　　
He returned the book to Pi, then found a few fairy tale books with pictures from his childhood book collection. Each character was marked with a Pinyin illustration.　　
"After you learn Pinyin, you can read these books. Just learn the words while reading the stories." He piled the books on the bathroom closet. "Oh, right––books are not waterproof. Dry your hands before you read them. These are books from my childhood. Most of them can't even be found these days."　　
"Books from your childhood?" Sihwa seemed skeptical. "Could there be… Any dirty content in them?"　　
"These are all fairy tales, okay?" Zhang Zian said with frustration. "What kind of person do you think I am? These are the books I read at the age of five or six. What kind of dirty content can there be?"　　
"Fairy tale books? I'm not interested… too childish." She shook her hands. "Let's get something dirty!"　　
Did this fish get contaminated by that bird? What was in her head all day?　　
"You are wrong. In fact, fairy tales are not necessarily childish," Zhang Zian said. "Even adults could interpret content differently sometimes."　　
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Sihwa grew slightly interested.　　
Zhang Zian thought about it, then made an example she could understand. "In fairy tales, you often read stories of Cinderella meeting the prince…"　　
"I know this! It happens a lot in Korean dramas, too!" Sihwa suddenly turned excited, as if she finally found someone with the same interests as her.　　
"Yes, right. That's why people often call Korean dramas 'fairy tales for adults.'" Zhang Zian suddenly changed his tone. "But have you ever given thought to the fact that, in the end of fairy tales and Korean dramas, the story stops where Cinderella marries the prince?"　　
She nodded in agreement.　　
"What about the story after?" Zhang Zian continued to ask.　　
"What story after? It's over!" She didn't understand.　　
"I mean, two people from completely different worlds… Are they really happy after marriage? The prince and Cinderella had completely different educations, family backgrounds, and growing experiences. After marrying the prince, Cinderella must have faced a truckload of royal relatives. Did they really respect and accept her? Did love really defeat all the challenges? Even if it did for a while, what happens after the passion dies out?"　　
Zhang Zian's series of questions made Sihwa astonished.　　
"The boring, everyday life of the world after marriage is never mentioned in fairy tales, nor in Korean dramas. They always end with the line that Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. Although they didn't mention this, you can try to imagine, then tell your audience about your thoughts in the live broadcast. Isn't this great?"　　
Sihwa was drawn in gradually. In the past, she had never used her brain to watch dramas. She either laughed or cried as the story went along. She had never thought about the questions Zhang Zian had brought up.　　
"Would the audience like to hear this?" she asked.　　
"Of course," Zhang Zian said in certainty. "You can also try to make up sequels to fairy tales and tell everyone. You have such lovely voice. I'm sure people will like it."　　
"Really? I have lovely voice?" Her confidence was already shaken from one blow after another. She was no longer as arrogant as before. 　　
"It's absolutely lovely. I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, ask the other elfins," he said, suddenly feeling that his words might have been too mean in the past. 　　
"Oh… okay. But don't lie to me…" she mumbled gently as she picked up the fairy tale books.　　
"What are these?" She browsed through the covers one by one.　　
"They are all classic fairy tales written by great writers all over the world, such as fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm, fairy tales by Hans Christian Andersen, Aesop's Fables, One Thousand and One Nights, Zhang Yuanjie's Fairy Tale Collection, etc. They'll last quite a while," Zhang Zian said, introducing them one by one.　　
"Oh." Her eyes glided through the colorful and entertaining covers. She saw a prince with a sword on a white horse, a grey wolf wearing a pajama hat, a little girl with a match stick in a snowy night, a tin man with big belly, a little duckling staring at the sky, a fox with a broken tail, an ugly toad, a mouse driving a tank… She also saw a little mermaid sitting on a rock, overlooking the sea. 　　
For some reason, the figure seemed so lonely.　　
Under an unrecognizable impulse, she opened up one of the books, even though she didn't know a single character in it.　　
"I can't read it…" she said in disappointment.　　
"It's fine. You'll understand it once you learn the characters." Zhang Zian encouraged her. "Be patient! These fairy tales may seem childish, but in fact, you can find non-childish stuff in it. As long as you read them with your whole heart, you'll surely discover something different… Then, you can share your thoughts boldly with your broadcast audience."　　
"Okay. Let me try." Sihwa looked at the fairy tale covers again. She was more eager to learn now than ever before.　　
She wanted to be able to read the fairy tales. She wanted to do what Zhang Zian described––to write sequels for the finished fairy tales. She was the only one who could do it, and who was qualified to do it.　　
She picked up her phone and entered the child education app, imitating the mouth and sound movements against the image on the screen.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read off while peeping at Zhang Zian's facial expressions; she wanted to confirm that he was not laughing at her. She then continued reading boldly.　　
"It's fine. You can read loudly. Raise your head and straighten your back. Read every word boldly," Zhang Zian encouraged her.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read even louder, like a baby learning to talk.　　


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2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

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