The most wanted criminals you'll ever get to meet and their baddest habits you'll ever get to see. 

Will you be able to handle their ill-fortuned lives?

Beware, don't get influenced.

Chapter 6
It had been two months since he came to Madame Samar's mansion, in that time Einstein had been working for his meals and bed, every day.
It was nothing to extreme, it seemed that Madame Samar was selling herbal remedies and required small and nimble hands to process the materials and bottle the final products after she was done making them.
The work days of the servant boys was twelve hours on average with a break in between for meals, in general they where treated pretty well, but whether they where treated well or not was not what was on Einstein's mind, he needed a way into Libra tower and fast, he could not spend the rest of his life working for Madame Samar.
But patience is the mother of opportunity and eventually it presented itself.
Today like any other day Einstein was seated in front of a long table with two baskets beside him, one was filled with herbs to be processed while the other was filled with small empty bottles and a small drum that contained the medicinal liquid that he was going to put in the bottles.
Along this table that spanned the entire hall they where boys of similar age as him, all attending to their own duties. The sound of the door to the hall opening drew all their attention, Benjamin strode into the hall wearing his signature shabby clothing and began to address them.
"You are dismissed from your duties, head to your quarters it is time for lights out" he said to them stepping aside and leaving the doors open.
In a perfectly symmetrical line, they all began to make their way out of the hall into the corridors of the mansion where our meals awaited us in our rooms.
This was Einstein's life for the past two months, a bland hodgepodge of wake, work, eat, sleep and repeat, they where always busy so nobody really spoke much and even if they did it's not like they would speak to Einstein who had his face bound in clothe. Benjamin did not ask why, assuming it was some sort of noble tradition but that didn't stop the other boys from speculating to themselves what was under those rags.
While they where making their way out into the corridors, Einstein noticed a lady who looked to be in her late twenties, fair skinned, flaxen haired and blue eyed, she was the physical reincarnation of a Nordic beauty, a Valkyrie  standing at a generous 5'11 she was very tall for a woman, even taller than Benjamin, who stood beside her in a subservient pose.
There was only one person in this villa that deserved Benjamin's subservience.
Madame Samar.
"That one, prepare him and take him to my chambers" Madame Samar said pointing at one of the boys in the line, not bothering to hide her actions.
The boy in question was shocked followed by terror, everyone knew that Madame Samar was a mage and mages where known for their penchant for experimenting on mortals.
But before he could try and escape, Benjamin appeared by his side with such blinding speed that nobody saw him move. Carrying him under his arm like a sack of rice Benjamin walked of with the boy, kicking and screaming all the way, until they where out of sight.
Silence descended on all the boys as they stopped in place, frozen in terror from witnessing one of them being dragged of to his potential death and definite torture.
"what are you standing around for or would prefer I take two instead of one" Madame Samar said in a cold an indifferent tone, that made it clear how little their lives mattered to her.
They didn't need to be told twice, with a renewed vigour they quickly made their way out of the hall. Benjamin returned a few seconds later.
"all has been prepared my lady" Benjamin said bowing to her
"good, I will attend to him after my nightly meditation" she said before stalking of into the darkness of the night.
Einstein heard this all on his way out of the hall, back in his room after finishing his food, he began to contemplate on how any of this information could be considered useful to him and after browsing through his memories of the night he came to the conclusion that the only useful information he heard this night was unsurprisingly from Madame Samar.
Meditation.
He was aware of the mundane definition of the word and what it was on earth but a mage's time was not to be wasted, so meditation whatever it was, should be important for her to do it on a nightly basis.
Beginning to search the A.I's data banks for information, he came upon the definition of what meditation was in this world. Meditation was a method of cultivation that although was not specific to mages was fundamental for walking their path of magic.
It involved communing with one's consciousness and using the specific method detailed in the cultivation manual to expand it, sadly the A.I had no cultivation manuals for Einstein to use.
But regardless, he got the gist of it and he would not be able to sleep if he didn't at least attempt it. Climbing to his feet from the floor where he ate and sitting on the bed less than one step away from his initial possession, he inspected his tiny room for the umpteenth time since he came here, the room was as long as a full grown man was tall and wide as his extended arms, it's only furniture being his bed and a chamber pot right next to it, it reminded him of Harry potter's room under the stairs but at least it was better than living in his own excretion.
Clearing his mind of stray thoughts he tried to find his consciousness but he was having difficulties.
'how do you find your own mind' Einstein thought, it was nonsensical to the 21st century mind to find your own mind, but after pondering on it for some time he still could not find anything that was of help.
"what is the use of have 40 in intelligence when I can't even figure out the first and most basic step of cultivation?
How do you find your own mind? how do you become aware of your own thoughts and discover your own consciousness?
To be aware......
Awareness of the mind......'
The only form of meditation he knew of was mind fullness, because his mother used to meditate all the time, But how was that useful in this situation.
How can emotional control equate mystical power.
But wait, it could, couldn't it?
He didn't remember much about what he did when he was a God. 
But he did remember a theory he came up with, a theory proven right when he became a God without possessing any cultivation at all.
He had no name for it but the theory stated, that all knowledge when raised to a sufficient level of depth and complexity, became mystical in nature. That means if he tried hard enough and kept increasing his knowledge and skills level, at some point he should at least be able to meditate.
His mind made up and his reasoning now sufficient, Einstein proceeded to focus his mind once more, clear his thoughts and suppress his emotions.
Focusing only on his breathing he tried to end any line of thought as it emerged but this seemed more difficult then he initially expected, sadly this was his only path to improvement so he followed through with it, meditating all night till morning, where work began again.
After that one event of a boy being taken, things returned to normalcy and Einstein's routine began again except with the addition of his own nightly meditation sessions.
Another two months passed with Einstein making no progress in his attempts at meditation, although his emotional control increased exponentially, that was the only benefit to it.
He was starting to feel frustrated at this fruitless endeavour, but out of habit he still sat on his bed and began to meditate despite his mounting frustration that he could not suppress no matter how much he tried.
That was when it occurred to him, what if the key was not suppressing his emotions but experiencing them. Thinking back to when he first woke up in that alley four months ago and had to grieve his losses alone, he felt in that moment where he was experiencing all that pain and suffering that he was most aware of who he truly was, that being able to accept these emotions and keep moving was in itself the highest form of emotional control he had experienced so far.
Feeling his hypothesis held water, he began to relive all the pain he had experienced in his life while trying to maintain a state of inner calm. when his emotions and serenity reached a climax he felt him self suddenly stepping into a new world.
What lay before him was a world of darkness, instinctually Einstein tried to find a way out but as soon as he took his first step he was shocked to realise that he had no legs, in fact he had no body at all ,he was like a Spectre, aware but not being truly present. Einstein panicked for a moment before immediately finding his calm, it seemed all those nights of meditation where paying off.
Scanning this darkness, he found one Light source in the darkness, he began to somehow walk towards it, regardless of his absence of feet to walk with, but that barely registered in his mind, after seeing that light he found himself transfixed unable to pay anything else attention.
Floating toward the light he stretched a piece of his incorporeal existence toward the light and as soon as he made contact his mind was flooded with information and he lost consciousness.
Waking up in his bed, back in reality, Einstein felt a migraine coming on but after inspecting the contents of the data stream he had just received, no amount of pain could stem his joy.
Cultivation methods.
That was what had been imprinted into his mind by the light, it turns out that his bloodlines that have not been of any use till now where only dormant because activating them required a cultivation inheritance.
For creatures with powerful bloodlines most of them where born already possessing a mighty cultivation, and had access to there cultivation techniques immediately after birth but Einstein wasn't born with his bloodlines, so he had no existing cultivation and therefore no access to his mind realm where his cultivation techniques where located till now.
After accessing his cultivation inheritance he received three manuals.
The chaos soul sutra- chaos fairy.
The dream compendium- incubus.
The abyssal dragon form- dragon.
Reaching the initiate level in any one of them will awaken his bloodline for that technique, Einstein could not contain his excitement, immediately reading through the techniques and was immediately met with disappointment. 
Cultivating the abyssal dragon form required copious amounts of nutrition, something he couldn't afford, while cultivating the chaos soul sutra required an in depth knowledge of the elements, which he did not possess.
So his only option was the dream compendium, since the only requirement was having access to your mind world. Reading through the contents of the technique, Einstein's expression became more and more strange the more he read.
Demons.
These where creatures from another plane of existence called the abyss, they where beings of chaos and destruction. Beings who have been corrupted by their own desires making them slaves to their urges, but although they are vile creatures they are also extremely powerful and most of them are born with the strength of an entry level cultivator, completely out classing humans.
But even amongst demons they are those that completely outclassed the others in their cultivation talent, one prime example of that is the incubus. Known for their boundless lust and their willingness to use any means, no matter how unscrupulous to satisfy it, incubi where the cream of the crop when it came to demons and the deplorable acts their vices led them to committing.
But they would never force themselves on a woman. No, that was an insult to their pride, they would rather manipulate their targets, discover their desires and make then submit willingly.
To that purpose the incubus race created the dream compendium, it could not really be referred to as a cultivation technique or manual, it was closer to a guide book on the art of seduction, taken to the absolute limit of knowledge and the peak of world laws.
And amongst these many techniques for seduction and love making, was a meditation method known as the dream wanderer. By creating an astral body with which to wander the astral plane, an incubus is capable of invading the dreams of their targets and fulfilling their deepest and darkest sensual desires while feeding of their pleasure to strengthen their consciousness.
Einstein was young but he wasn't stupid, even before he had an in depth exploration of the topic as a God, he knew what sex was but for all his maturity, the only members of the opposite sex he had ever really interacted with where family members.
So he wasn't really sure how to go about seducing a woman, an act he had to carry out since bedding her in the dream was a requirement for the technique to work.
"no point in hesitating, this is the only technique I have" Einstein thought to himself.
Taking a deep breath and calming himself once more, he began to run through the steps he needed to take to use the technique.
First, he needed to create an astral form and light up his mind realm. You must have a sufficiently powerful consciousness to do this and although his God self sealed a great deal of his soul away so there would not be a repeat of his awakening, he still had a consciousness that was at the peak of what a mortal can possibly possess, so it should be easy enough.
Second, he had to choose a target and for the technique to work the target has to be within a certain physical distance, he only knew one female that was close at hand.
Madame Samar.
It may be a little risky considering she was a mage and most likely had a stronger consciousness than him, but he could not let that stop him.
He had already stagnated here for four months, not to mention that Madame Samar might choose him to be her guinea pig any one of these days. He had to take the risk or spend the rest of his life here.
Focusing his mind, he found the state he was in before and was immediately transported to that world of darkness, except now the light of his blood inheritance was gone, in its place was boundless darkness in all directions.
After inspecting his mind realm and finding nothing out of place, he began mentally reciting the contents of the cultivation methods and began to carry out its content.
First he focused on sensing his own form of existence in the mind realm, a vague shape began to form in his perception, after sometime it was made clear to him. The form he took did not even remotely resemble a humanoide, it was more like a cloud indistinguishable from the darkness of his mind realm.
Now that he had identified his form he had to begin the next step of gathering his consciousness, conveying his intention to that vague cloud, he commanded it to form a whirlpool.
A whirlpool that begin to attract all the pieces of his consciousness and slowly but surely all of his consciousness was gathered at one spot in his mind realm, forming a small concentrated ball of energy, similar to the pinhead of matter at the beginning of the universe that eventually lead to the big bang.
Boom!
The concentrated energy exploded outward from his centre but no consciousness left the sphere only pure light and energy , energy that Einstein manipulated to shape his form.
A mental avatar had to be an exact copy of how the creator viewed himself or they will not last beyond a few moments, Einstein may have gone through a lot but in the end he was still only a little more than seven years old, his self image wasn't that complex it was simply what he looked like at the moment.
The sphere that all the light exploded from remained in the centre of the mind realm, while some of that light congregated together and began to take shape. The light first formed the vague and transparent  form of a young boy, followed by a dark skin tone and black hair dreaded down his exposed back, with a face that would melt the heart of even the coldest of people and golden brown eyes that would stroke their most shady desires.
(Einstein's mental avatar looked liked this because his new body was a seven year old version of his body from his first life)
With all that done Einstein finally possessed a form with which he could explore his mind realm, looking around his now illuminated mind realm, there was not really anything of notice, he floated in the air above an ocean of golden water that represented his mental energy and above him was a golden barrier, which he assumed is what contained his mind in his body.
There was one final step before he could create his astral form, and that was puncturing this barrier, stepping out of his mind realm and surviving being baptised by the world's laws.
Without hesitating he floated upward toward the barrier and decisively ripped a hole through it, he was immediately assailed by a wave of mixed and chaotic energies that shoved him away from the hole for a moment but that did not stop him, struggling his way upward shoved his hand through the rift into the world and was assaulted with the pain of his hand being eroded by the chaotic energy of the world.
In this moment the steel like will power that had already shown itself useful reared it's head once more. Pushing through the pain with no change in expression, Einstein slowly and systematically made his way through the rift and after an indeterminate amount of time his form finally escaped the rift but he still had to survive the baptism of the world energies.
Curling up into the foetal position Einstein reached for that profound state of meditation and let the pain wash over him, slowly his naked form took on a more solid nature than it'd former transparent look as it was washed and tempered by the energy of the world.
Completion
Now that his body had passed the energy baptism he had finally reached the initiate level in the dream wanderer meditation method, now all he had to do was find Madame Samar and seduce her..........
He a seven year old boy was going to seduce a full grown....
This is going t-
[Host has met requirements.
Awakening incubus bloodline........
Due to rare mutation host possesses a rare incubus dragon hybrid bloodline......
Awakening dragon bloodline.........]
'what?' Einstein thought to himself right before he blacked out.

a young genius on earth dies at the hands of an experiment only to wake up in a world were magic exists and monsters roam, where men can take flight on they're own, unhindered. but sadly he was not part of those men instead he was reincarnated into the body of a child of about the same age as he was on his earth, as a slave and forced to watch his mother die again. let us join Einstein the seven year reincarnator as he faces the world and all life has to throw at him

I didn't sleep one bit. I was contemplating all of the possible scenarios of Haruki ruining everything for me. I sat up in my bed with messy hair. I don't even remember the last time I got a haircut. I walked to the bathroom like a Frankenstein monster. Ugh why do I feel so terrible. Oh yeah I didn't sleep at all. Maybe a cup of coffee will do. I got on my clothes and fixed my Albert Einstein shaped hair. After walking outside I realized that I had no clue where I'm going. 
"Hey!" Someone yelled. If this is Haruki I don't know what I'm going to do. I turned around and, of course, it was Haruki. You know, I'll ask him for directions. Haruki ran up to me.
"Do you know where the Cafe is?" I asked while rubbing my eyes.
"Long night huh." He said.
"Didn't sleep a wink."
"Why? You have a big day today."
"Exactly, and if you ruin it I will kill you."
"Haha, nice joke, you're joking, right?"
"Try me. Now where's the Cafe?"
"Go all the way down there, take a right and then you'll see a sign that says Mr. Cafe."
"What an unoriginal name."
"Yeah I wonder who named it that."
"Thanks, bye."
"Yeah, just to be clear you were joking right?" He said as I Jogged away.
"Bye." I waved. Ok, let's see, down here and, take a right here. I looked around. No sign. Ok maybe he meant left. Still no sign. I looked everywhere for it. No sign. I found Haruki again, he was talking to Sakura. He glanced at me and then bolted away. I'm about to kill him. I ran after him.
"COME BACK HERE HARUKI!" I yelled. I passed Sakura. "Hi Sakura."
"Hi" She waved back. I pinned down Haruki.
"Hey, hey, hey we ca-can talk about this." He stuttered.
"Yeah let's talk about, Mr. Cafe."
"OK, ok I can explain, I made it up so I could get you away."
"From who?" He glanced at Sakura.
"YOU DID WHAT!?!?!?"

Kaito Suzuki finds himself in a new world with no memories. Kaito has to pass through a series of tests and train himself to get to the center of The Spirit Tree so he can go home.

"Darkness warshed over the Dude—darker'n a black steer's tookus on a moonless prairie night. There was no bottom." The Stranger in The Big Lebowski 
   One thing no taxi driver wants to do  is  fall asleep behind the wheel while the car he's sitting in is moving. It's  something that Julius What's His Name had done once before. It was around 3:30  on  an  August Wednesday morning.  He was heading back to the garage a little bit early because he was pretty tired. He had actually pulled over  by  Madison Square Park on Madison Avenue where 24th Street would have been if they hadn't put a park there. He got in the backseat after locking  the front doors, curled up  and tried to sleep  without any luck. He got back in the driver's seat  and scooted up to 54th Street where there's an all-night deli.  Julius got himself a large cup of coffee, gulped it down and tried to fall asleep again. He had read somewhere that it takes about 20 minutes for the caffeine to kick in and that this is how big shots recharge in the middle of their work days. Around 20 minutes later he headed up Madison Avenue. All of a sudden he was asleep or having some kind  of  a  seizure  or something. One second he was in the left lane heading north. The next second he had collided with a double parked Uber leaving it in pretty  bad  shape.  The Goober who was  making payments on that car had the  trunk  open  and  was polishing  the  passenger side of the car which is probably  why  he's  still  alive, because the left side of the car, the driver's side, is what took the hit. The cops came, an ambulance came, a firetruck came and they took Julius to Harlem Hospital where they checked him out, even gave him a cat-scan. He had  no  broken  bones, no sign of a concussion.  While he was waiting in the bed in the emergency area the two cops  who had responded to the accident came to see him.  They  wanted  to give him  a  receipt  telling  him where they had towed the car and asked him about the knapsack they found in the taxi.  This is where Julius had  his  cash  and  the Beretta he had bought in Vegas with a few rounds of ammunition.  Julius told them that  he  did  not  know anything  about  any knapsack. Maybe a passenger had left it in the car.  This answer seemed to please the cops very much. 
   Around three years later Julius got a letter giving him three weeks to have a doctor sign off  that he was fit to drive  a vehicle.  Einstein hooked him up with  this  old  old  doctor who had this  smelly  musty  little office  in  this  wooden two family house in a rundown neighborhood up in Yonkers.  The  waiting room was filled to standing room only with immigrants clutching documents from the TLC and DMV.  For ten bucks the  nurse  took  his  blood pressure and temperature, checked the box that said "fit to drive," stamped the DMV form and scrawled the doctor's name above it. (Julius  remembered  this place from when he first got his hack license. This was an office that was listed on one of the pieces of paper he got from the TLC when he first applied.) Julius  mailed the form back to the DMV  and that was the end of that. Only a few months later almost the same thing happened again in almost the exact same place. This time the car veered into a car parked on his left and flipped onto the passenger side. One thing about Julius. Since that first episode he never forgot  his  seatbelt. He  probably  was  the only taxi  driver  in  New York City or Vegas who wore his seatbelt. This no doubt saved him. Odd,  when you realize he's really a self-destructive risk taker. When he woke up he was dangling, held in place by his seat belt.  The cops came. So did a fire truck and an ambulance. The firemen smashed the windshield. One of the firemen climbed into the car and positioned himself so that when the other fireman cut the seat belt Julius, all 270 pounds of him, fell on top of him.  They pushed and pulled him through the front of the car where the windshield  had  been, put him on a stretcher, into the ambulance and once again brought him to Harlem Hospital.  The hospital gave him the same thorough check-up they had given him a few years previously.  This time he had a broken rib and some superficial wounds on his arms that were caused by the jagged glass that had remained of the windshield he had been yanked through.  The letter from the Motor Vehicle Bureau came promptly around a month later with a courtesy copy to the Taxi & Limousine Commission. Up in Yonkers he discovered two days later that the old doctor's office had been raised. Einstein told him that the Taxi and Limousine Commission would not accept any documents signed by the doctors they had once recommended.  Julius would have to find and pay for a legitimate doctor  if the nurse at the clinic would not sign off on the form.  She told him he would have to go to a specialist. Two weeks later  his DMV suspension hit the computer and Einstein would not give him a car.  Julius needed money. He now regretted the Bazooka he had smoked up and the fun he had had with a hooker,  fun  that  had not been for free. He went to Noah to see about starting up the old poker game that Albanian Louie used to run in the shop. He found out that Trump runs the game now.  
   Alejandro Castro  was not amused by the letter from the insurance  company denying his claim for the damage caused by the accident that happened when Julius fell asleep while driving for the second time. Julius had not been lawfully assigned to drive that Taxi. Bazookahead Noah had given him the cab for cash under the table after Julius had got wiped out by Trump during  a  poker  game.  Castro was fit to be tied and he went on a tear. Noah was fired, Castro banned the card game and even put security cameras in the workshop to make sure that the  game was really stopped. This had repercussions for the mechanics who were not accustomed to working under a situation where their every move was being videotaped  and could be reviewed by the boss. So you see Trump didn't lie to the guy from the Las Vegas Coroner's office after all. Louie was not a gambler.  Everyone else in the game including Noah was. Okay so it's Sunday night. Who walks into the room but Julius What's His Name. Wonder why he's back from Vegas looking for Trump. No, I take that back.  I reckon he has more than nine hundred thousand reasons to be back in New York. So it's Donald Trump, Al Chin, Julius What's His Name, Manny Gorkowski and Mamadou at the table. Donald's a little bit  ahead, Julius What's His Name is down a hundred or so  and everyone else is pretty much even. This is how the last hand went. Donald  had the button. That means he was the dealer. To his left is Al Chin. Next is Julius What's His Name, followed by "Gorka" who is followed by Mamadou. Al Chin lays down a twenty and Julius lays down two. Trump deals himself the Jack of Clubs and Five of Hearts.  Then him being dealer for this hand, he deals two cards  to each player going clockwise.  When everyone has his two cards Gorka and Mamdou each put down forty bucks. Donald Trump calls. Now he deals out the flop. Ace of Diamonds, Ace of Clubs and Three of Hearts. Al Chin puts down twenty, Julius checks, Gorka puts down  another  forty. 'Zookahead  Harry  is standing behind Donald. He leaves the room. Mamadou puts down forty. Here comes Trump's bluff. He raises to a hundred dollars. Everyone else folds. Trump takes the $280 that's the pot. Bazookahead Noah the overnight dispatcher shows up to announce quitting time.  Trump was $40 ahead before this last hand so he's made himself $280. Bazookahead Harry gets five for bringing Noah in to close  the game  while Trump is well ahead behind his bluff. Noah gives a car off the books to Gorka. Trump gives  twenty bucks to Noah and calls it a day, heading home to his room in the Bronx. 'Zookahead Harry is not a driver. He hangs around the garage. He hangs around other places too. Harry dumpster dives, begs, steals, opens taxi doors for tips, collects bottles and sleeps in the four and five 138th Street subway station  where workers and even cops have sort of adopted him,  giving  him sandwiches, pizza slices, and stuff like that. Once a cop gave him ten bucks. There are two big benches on the mezzanine level  where hardly anyone ever sits. Sometimes he goes to one of the drop-in centers they have for homeless guys and gets to sleep on a nice soft reclining chair.  He also gets to take a shower  and gets to put his dirty clothes into a washing machine.  He keeps his clothes in a storage locker near the drop in center. It  so  happens.  that Bazookahead Harry came across a Citibike just lying there  underneath  the Metro-North tracks near the subway stop. Harry hopped on the Citibike and pedaled down to Pleasant Avenue. When Trump came out of the card  game Bazookahead Harry was standing in front of him  holding  the handlebars  of a Citibike. Just for a lark Trump gave it a spin.  He pedaled one block north, did a u-turn to come back to the garage when guess what? A cop car pulled up  and two cops emerged with their hands on their holsters. One of them asked Trump if he had rented that bike. Trump motioned towards 'zookahead Harry and said to the cops "it's his bike" which Harry vehemently denied. At the precinct Donald Trump had to wait awhile while paperwork was being done. About three hours after he was brought in he faced the sergeant at the desk who gave him a desk appearance ticket charging him with criminal possession of stolen property. " don't worry guy they won't prosecute you. You don't even need to get  a  lawyer"  was  the advice he was given. This was a poker night for the books.

It took almost a month for Marin to make the whole family get used to taking a shower. This is the hottest time of July, the year. If everyone does not take a bath, God knows what kind of taste will be emitted.

According to Marin's estimate, Charles VIII will enter Italy at the end of August, and the news will be transmitted to Vienna. Then, the Empire Council will argue for a while before it will grind and agree to increase taxes, or simply no results. When the first batch of taxes is collected, at least until November. By that time, Maximilian I, who had money, would have the temper to recruit mercenaries again. However, Marin, who has read history, is more optimistic that the emperor can receive taxes from Austria and Burgundy under his control. In other regions, it is too difficult to receive tax revenue. But even if taxes are received in these two places, it is enough for the emperor to expand on a small scale.

So, in the past few months, Marin plans to reorganize Hoffman Estate. Because, once the emperor began recruiting mercenaries, he would definitely go to Vienna to "get a name" and there would be no time to manage the Hoffman Estate. With limited time, Marin took the time and carried out drastic reforms in the manor. The reason for his reform is the advanced knowledge he learned from the very developed Eastern Empire with his non-existent monk teacher, Einstein. Because of the previous success, although still can not be 100% believed, but the Hoffman couple also learned seven or eight points for the great knowledge Marin learned. So, they held the psychological test, let Marlin let go of the reform experiment in the manor.

After promoting the bathing problem, it is natural to have matching washing clothes. So, the next thing Marin promoted was to wash clothes and change clothes frequently. The reason given by Marin is also very strong - taking a bath and changing clothes frequently can prevent the growth of the disease to a large extent. This theory is actually a modern health theory. However, the reason for putting an end to the disease has greatly shocked others. Therefore, the family is extremely supportive. Anyway, for the Hoffman family, they will not be able to wash their clothes, and they will be able to hire a serf woman in a manor. They will not have to spend money to enjoy the meal. Before that, Mrs. Mary was actually changing her clothes. Only the old masters such as Hoffman and Adler did not change clothes very often. Therefore, this program has no resistance to promotion.

Then, Marin asked the whole family to wash their hands before and after meals, so as not to put dirty things in their mouths and take them with them. In this regard, Mrs. Mary, who loves to clean herself, expressed her support. So, this plan was passed. Before bathing and changing clothes and washing hands, in fact, it is personal hygiene. After solving personal hygiene, Marin began to solve environmental health problems. The main problem of environmental sanitation is actually the concentration of manure, the dumping of garbage, and the problem of cleaning in residential areas. In the Middle Ages, apart from the educated aristocrats, most ordinary people have bad habits of defecation. This also makes the smell of feces floating in the cities of medieval Europe. The main road is okay, and local officials will organize people to clean up. And in those small streets and alleys, there are many people who are urinating and defecating. Therefore, as long as you leave the main street and enter the remote areas of the city, you can smell the smell. And these feces everywhere can also breed flies and mosquitoes, which in turn lead to terrible infectious diseases. 

In the city, Marin was not in control, but when he was hanging out in the manor the day before yesterday, he accidentally stepped on a big dung and made him sick for a long time. Therefore, it is a big problem that Marin urgently needs to solve in order to concentrate on the toilet and refrain from urinating. When Marin proposed a plan to concentrate on the toilet and ban reliving on the spot, there was no objection from the family. Men don't care, they are going to the toilet anyway, and Mrs. Mary is more welcome. After all, she is also resentful of the feces that are everywhere. It is very simple to promote this article in the Hoffman family, but when the serfs in Marin called the manor to announce the promotion, they were protested by many serfs:

"Master Marin, what are you doing so little things? Everyone is like this..."

"Yeah, yeah, other manors are like this, and people in the city are all there to solve it..."

...
Marlin is very angry, and it is reasonable to cope with your urination everywhere. So he issued mandatory measures -

"In the future, If I found that someone was urinating in the territory, grabbed doing it once, will be fined a Finney!"

This measure made the serfs sigh. After all, the serfs were reluctant to accept and were used to being oppressed. But a fine Finney, that's a big deal. At this time in the German region, ordinary helpers, working in the city, only gain two Finney a day. The serfs in the country can only earn one Finney a day. Therefore, a fine Finney is basically to let them work day by day!Although they are very dissatisfied, they can't resist. After all, this is an era of nobility. The status of the serfs is a little better than the slaves. Basically, they have no right to speak. They can only passively accept the rule.

If it's the free citizens with higher status, they may be fiercely rebellious (most of the European uprising and revolutions are made by the citizens), but the serfs do not have any enthusiasm to resist. Therefore, this program has also been implemented smoothly.
In order to cooperate with this plan, Marin organized manpower and built several public toilets in the serf village, which were divided into men and women. As for my own, it is not necessary. Although the knight is the lowest level aristocrat, but the living habits are still close to the nobility, the family originally had a toilet, it does not need new repairs.

Later, Marin planned the garbage dump area and arranged for people to clean the main house of Hoffman's house every day and put the garbage in the dumping area. Then, in the area where the serfs lived, he also set up a garbage dumping area, asking the serfs to pile up the garbage instead of dumping them everywhere. In addition, Marin asked that the manpower of the barn should remove feces every day, and the cow dung and horse manure should be removed every day, and piled up together, and pitted together with human feces.

As for why this is done, it is the problem of Marlin suddenly thinking of gunpowder. Gunpowder requires saltpeter, and saltpeter is the most important component of gunpowder. But there is no saltpeter mine in Europe. In this era, it is either imported from the Middle East or collected from soil nitrate from the feces. However, with the rise of Ottoman Turkey and the blocus of the sea and land trade channel to the East, from this moment, Europeans had to go to the feces to find soil and nitrate to control the saltpeter.Marin heard about the theory and knows the principle of the point, but the specific process is not clear. But this is not a problem. 

Now the price of saltpeter is not cheap. According to Marlin, the price of a pound of gunpowder is as high as 10 Finney. And the price of saltpeter reached 11 Finney per pound. And the saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal required for gunpowder, the most expensive is saltpeter. Because Europeans find saltpeter from the fece pit, the number is really limited, so the price is very high.
The Hoffman Estate has more than a hundred people, plus dozens of animals, and the amount of manure per day is very large. Marin dug a number of long-shaped pits in the remote lower vent of the manor, specifically for collecting the soil. The feces produced by so many people, used to produce the soil, is estimated to be a small income.

After solving the health problem and getting the industry to produce saltpeter, Marin reformed the farm tools in the manor. First of all, stone tools have been eliminated. Later, Marin introduced the iron shovel in the east to facilitate farmers to manually excavate loose soil.

Not only that, Marin also vigorously promoted the techniques of seeding and hole planting. Europeans are currently popular for spreading, shallow sowing, and uneven seed distribution. Some places are not scattered, and the seeds are sparsely distributed. In some places, too many seeds are sprinkled, and the seeds are too dense. When the seeds germinate, it is easy to cause multiple plants to be too close to compete to absorb soil nutrients. Then, each plant did not grow well. The artificially controlled tracing and hole broadcasting have solved this problem well. Originally, Marin was planning to introduce the brakes that were invented during the Han Dynasty. However, Marin had never seen a brake. Therefore, for the time being, he can only promote artificial saltpeter and hole seeding. If there is an opportunity to send someone to the East, he must introduce a brake. Because the sowing efficiency of the brakes is much higher than the manual on-demand.

This story/book is NOT my work, it belong to Top Old Cow, the three first chapter were already traduced by Delta Translations 
I will try to let it be free most of the time ( the other will be costing 1 or 2 power stone max)
P.S. : English is not my main language to it's bound to have some error of grammar, etc.

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SYNOPSIS

Marin found himself in the body of a young wandering knight who was driven out of the house. Forced into the 15th Century, he was armed with only a horse, a breastplate, and a lance.

He was soon caught up in the era of German mercenaries established by Maximilian I. And so he decided to become a mercenary. Relying on his internet, historical and game knowledge, he will establish his own mercenary force. Waging war with French knights and Swiss armies, even Emperors, Kings and Pope will beg for his help.
Marin will also send ships to "tail" the Da Gama fleet, going to India and beginning to participate in the maritime trade and colonial competition ...

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This is the first book of this webnovel the second one is called "The Rise of the European Emperor"

Inside a conference room, an occupied table was in discussion.
Ezekiel looked at the TV, where Romilly presented the 3D generated animations, showing the gravity anomalies with the wormhole, just there, within the Solar System for the past 48 years and the other side leading to another Galaxy.
As the conversation went on about what our mission was, and John continued it with how Plan A & Plan B which he introduced came into work, giving more hope to the people as he also stated the mission failure 10 years ago. While boasting for their bravery, their sacrifice in order to save humanity, Ezekiel knew there was no more to learn about the mission, so he left while they still talked.
Before leaving towards space, he first needed to modify his hand suitcase and add a small lab which could help him analyze simple data, as he already developed the blueprint while Joseph reunited with his daughter, Murphy.
This was the night passed, as Ezekiel used the material and equipment lying around in the storage and made his suitcase a little heavier than before, but more efficient. He also stored some small tools which might come in handy in the future, after all, he can't be going to mechanics or labs…for whatever he needs.
Waking up, Ezekiel like everyone in the facility got ready as their last hope left Earth in search of another home to inhabit. Looking at himself in the spacesuit which never in his wildest guess he ever thought would be wearing one before and slowly calmed down as he knew the journey just began.
Walking towards the rocket, he saw everyone there standing nervously as they all waited to enter inside already.
Amelia: "Good morning" she blurted out, without even herself knowing why.
Ezekiel: "Good morning".
Being told, everyone slowly entered inside and got ready, while Ezekiel sat beside Joseph, who is the main pilot. After all, taking Doyle's position he also replaced his role of the things he has to do. Putting his suitcase below on the ground, he didn't care about being floating or falling back due to gravity, as he had put a small rope connecting it to him.
"5…4…3…2…1…0"
*SHSSSSS*
As the rocket started to go against the Earth's gravity soon enough, it picked its speed.
TARS: "Go for main engine start. T-Minus 10, 09, 08, 07, 06, 05, 04, 03, 02, 01. Booster ignition and…
*SHSSSSS*
TARS: "All engines look good. Beginning roll program".
"Prepare for stage one separation".
|Stage one|
"There is Mach 1"
|Stage 2|
"Separation"
Ezekiel's sight was focused in the window, observing each second off, how they went through the clouds escalating higher above them, finally outside in space where the Endurance waited them. He took the role of docking the Ranger, which is the small ship to the bigger one, though it was his first time doing such, Ezekiel found it easy as thousands of calculations went through his head and he managed to draw a virtual 3D image in his sight facilitating the job.
Everyone slowly entered inside and took their time to prepare themselves to enter hyper-sleep for 2 years, while he was floating in zero gravity, as he experienced this new feeling, and enjoyed one of the fundamental forces of the Universe, Gravity.
Going inside, he couldn't help but think back to the movie where it is revealed that within the black hole, as they reach the singularity lies the answer to the question which has been wondered through decades, the answer to the quantum gravity, which would open up the folder for Ezekiel to further research in the 'Theory of Everything' with the possibility of uniting the general theory of relativity and quantum field, after all the fact that a wormhole, a 5th dimension being which allows one to manipulate the actions through the 4th dimension Tesseract…confirms the existence of the 10 or even 11 dimensions within the Universe.
Looking through the window, he saw for the first time in his life without the use of technology or other means, the similar yet different planet he inhabited, Earth. The detail and clarity he could see due to his eyes, giving him a weird & wonderful emotion, as he once again realized the fact that this big planet yet a speck of dust in the Universe, is of many which contained the qualities needed for life to exist.
Finally looking at the Earth of this Universe for the last time, Ezekiel proceeded to enter hyper-sleep while proceeding to enter his Limbo state…hyper-sleep is one of the many technologies this world has, as those who are using it allows them to slow down the aging of the body & save various resources for long-distance space travel, though consequences always exist as they may end up with muscle damage, or extreme weight loss causing body disorders.
While Ezekiel and Romilly already entered inside their pods, Amelia and Joseph were left as last who discussed on their own. Finally leaving aside TARS & CASE, who is the second robot for both to pilot or lookout for any change while they are asleep. CASE too has been hacked into, as his authority level is highest above all.
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2 Years later.
"Huff, ahhh, huff"
Breathing heavily, Ezekiel sat up from the pod and looked around the place. Calibrating himself, he got out of there as he took the towel from TARS and dried himself.
These 2 years were spent by Ezekiel fabricating and creating countless numbers of hypotheses around the possibilities existing in quantum mechanics, though they are yet to be experimented with, making them stay as a hypothesis until he does make them an established theory.
Putting on the t-shirt from the side, he also proceeded to change his pants and walked out of the chamber where the others too were being woken up and looked through the window the beautiful Saturn, with the wormhole far from it, just there floating in space. Unlike a natural wormhole created when the Big Bang occurred, this was an artificial one.
While he stood there petrified by the beauty of nature, he thought to himself, what if there exist an Infinite Number of Parallel Universes too? After all, string theory seems to be proven right for all Ezekiel can see.
As everyone woke up, they proceeded to look around and make sure everything was alright whether psychologically, physically, or the in ship, before they traveled through the wormhole.
Amelia announced: "Guys, it looks like we will be approaching the wormhole in 3 hours".
Cooper and the others went on to put their spacesuit, while Romilly sat on his bed with earphones as he listened to music to calm his heart in worry from the consequences of, what if…
Joseph returned to the pilot seat to maneuver Endurance. While Ezekiel sat beside him, looking at the celestial stars.
Joseph: "Do we know what we are gonna find out on the other side, hmm?" asked while looking at him.
Ezekiel looked at the ring, and changed his sight towards Joseph, "to navigate yes, for result unknown", as he looked back in-front, "do you think there exists a 5-dimensional being?".
Joseph: "I am not believing anything just yet…who knows ahead".
Ezekiel nodded and didn't say more, as both sat there silent just like outside in space.
Suddenly Romilly appeared from behind, "There, That's it! That's the wormhole" he pointed towards the obvious, while filled with excitement.
Joseph: "Say it, don't spray it, Rom" while he too observed, and couldn't help but point out his doubt, "it's a sphere".
Romilly looked at Joseph, "of course it is. What, you tho-? You thought it would be just a hole?".
Joseph: "No, it's just that all the illustration I have ever seen, they…"
Romilly took a paper from the side and broke it to explain it to him, "the illustrations, they are trying to show you how it works. So, they say you want to go from here to here…" he started explaining while drawing in the paper. Why in the drawings of the book is shown in such way, when in reality just like the planets surrounding us the wormhole too is a 3D structure formed from Spacetime bending, thus a bridge which connects both points.
Though this hypothesis was published by the world-famous Einstein, also known as the father of relativity, who was assisted by Nathan Rosen. And was also denominated as Einstein-Rosen bridge if not for the term of a wormhole.
Everyone soon enough sat down in their seat, while put on their safety belts broaching with a heart full of expectation, and fear for what they are about to experience.
Joseph: "Everyone ready to say goodbye to the Solar System?" asked while slowly changing directions and orbiting the wormhole.
Romilly: "More like the Galaxy".
Ezekiel had already ceased to care for their conversations, as he was completely focused on the presence of his sight and with his 'Eyes of Seeing'.
*THUD, PI, PI, PI*
As we all entered inside, no one spoke as all were lost in this beautiful bridge, apart from the noise the ship was causing. Ezekiel looked how twisted, colorful, and dangerous it is to cross through this, as any mistake in the maneuver might cause the ship to break apart from its gravity.
While they were looking around, suddenly Amelia who was sitting had a hand presented to her right side, which she shook and looked amazed and teary from happiness.
Romilly: "What was that?".
Amelia still motioned her hand, and looked at him with surprise showing her face, "the first handshake, with 'them'". While she and Romilly talked, Ezekiel and Joseph looked at the planets orbiting around this new system, as they already passed through the wormhole.

As the soldier sacrificed his last second, he gained another life where his new journey to the Multiverse just began.
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It started to rain when I drifted to sleep.

I remember it was raining too that day...


6 years ago.


The sound of rain falls heavily on my ears as I put my head out of the window, staying far away from the mad man in the middle of the room.

That mad man is currently cackling loudly in front of the bubbling cauldron in the middle of the room, laughing heartily at the milky white substance bubbling being cooked.

That mad man stopped his laughter and put on a solemn expression, "The key to the preservation of the golden age of humanity is finished."

That comment made me unable to help but yell at him. "The key to the preservation of the golden age of humanity stanks!!! A Lot!!!"

I put my head out of the window again, staying far away from that stinky substance.

That put the crazy laughter back at him and I scowled.

That master of mine has been in a happy mood for a month. And he have every reason too. We found a pre-war dwelling, and by pre-war I mean before the Fallout. It was buried under the dirt for a thousand years now,  and if not for that pest of a giant mole munching too much of our plant that we decide to rid of then we'll never know we built our shack on the top of some treasure.

Or thousand years old junks. Antiques. Whatever you'd like to call them.

I know that people pays a lot for pre-war stuffs. They're very valuable because they remind us of our golden age before we destroy it. But I really don't understand why he's so happy when we saw that bookcase and the books within.

Those books were so old and fragile that I saw some of them crumbling even without a touch.

It was then that the old man become very serious and seal that underground cave. He didn't want to ruin those treasures, he said. And then he sent me to buy some chemical reagents and other stuffs necessary to make that milky white substance that will kept those book from crumbling. Or crumbling too much, I mean they are really really old, and they are really really fragile.

I just didn't think that it will smell so bad.

Master regained his composure and grinned, "What would you know, brat, this smell is the proof that I cook it right."

I scowled at him. "Does it have to smell that bad?"

"Well, you can reduce the smell by adding some stuff, alright, but the preservation effect will be reduced, too. So yes, it have to smell that bad. That other recipe also kept the appearance of the books just a little bit better, but you need to process the book further. It's just not worth it"

I scowled at him. I swear I'll find that other recipe.

Master took the cauldron off from the fire and put it in the corner. "Now that the preservative is done, we'll have to wait tomorrow to process the books. We have to be very careful so that we won't ruining those beauties, won't we?"

There he goes it again. "I really don't understand why you care about the books so much. There are others antiques there that if we didn't seal the cave we'll be able to sell them. Why are they so important?"

The old man grinned, "That's because knowledge is power."

"You've been telling me that. But what kind of power can those books give us? If we sell those antiques we can acquire some money, and with money we can buy food and everything, but what can knowledge in those fragile do to us?"

"Everything! Haven't I taught you how humanity reach the golden age?"

"No, master. I'm pretty sure you haven't."

"Oh, time to rectify my mistake, then."

He walked through the room and reach the window by my side. Looking at the rain outside he asked me. "Tell me what is newtonian holistic?"

"Isn't that what it's called when your knowledge has reached such a level that you've understand the principle behind all the phenomenon of the world?"

"Yes, it was when you've collected known knowledges and theories that they formed a system of knowledge that allows you to explain the principles behind all the phenomenon. A holistic system of knowledge where everything is answerable.

"It was named after the Great Sage Newton who managed to do that back in the 17th century. And so science was able to answer all the question on nature and the laws that govern them.

"That was until Great Sage Einstein's Relativity Theory torn the old newtonian holistic asunder.

"To be fair, Great Sage Einstein pushed the border of science forward with his theories, but the scientific communities received a great shock after their foundation crumbles. There came to be new discoveries, new theories and new experiments. There were new questions, and there were new answers. But most importantly there were questions without answers, especially when the experiments conducted failed to give consistent results. The knowledges and theories of the 20th century to explain all the new discovered phenomenon.

"The lack of ability to answer the questions prompted some sages to believe that there are no answers in the first place for the questions. They gave up. They made up was what is called the Principle of Uncertainty. Basically it says that the results, the answers are unknown by principle. They stopped to seek the answers and embrace ignorance, embrace unknowledgeability into the core of their science. That was the Quantum Physics.

"And then some experiments come out with the same result. It brought out the fact that some laws govern the particles so that if they're treated with the same way they will gave the same result, and unconsistent results before was caused by yet unknown variables.

"But the scientists so enamored by Principle of Uncertainty somehow unable to take the hint from the results that remain the same and to search for the laws that gave out those result, and to search for the variables that prevent other experiments from giving the same result everytime. Instead they announced that those particles must connected, entangled somehow to be able to give same results. They called it "quantum entanglement".

"Great Sage Einstein was angered by that conclusion and called it "voodoo", well, he's basically calling those scientist turned their back from science and making out the answer without sound foundation. They're turning their back from the laws that govern the particles.

"Great Sage Einstein himself never relented in seeking the answers, to find the underlying principles that govern all. He wanted to make a newtonian holistic out of all the new discoveries and theories. He called it the Theory of Everything.

"Unfortunately few scientists share his desire. Most scientist of that era have turn devouts of the half science and half unknowledgeables that is the Quantum Physics. It was convenient. You can turn to science when the answer is knowledgeable and when you can't produce an answer you can turn to the Principle of Uncertainty and says 'It's unknowledgeable after all'.

"So those scientists revel in the weirdness and absurdity of their science, like the quantum entanglement or the "one particle in two places at the same time" of the quantum jump without trying to find out the principles behind those phenomenon.

"Sage Schroedinger tried to show the fallacy in their thoughts by giving out his Schroedinger's Cat thought experiment, but the scientist somehow took fancy in the absurdity of Schroedinger's Cat and instead of proving the fallacy of the unknowledgeabilities, they make the multiverse theory to show that make possible of all results.

"So science remains stagnant, but it can not last since the core of science is to seek knowledge after all. New discoveries emerged, new theories formed. And scientists tried to giving names to all particles they found.

"It was until the 21st century when Sage Otori come out with his Particle Physics.

"Like most people, he figured out from Great Sage Einstein's e=mc2 formula that matter is comprised of energy, but he arrange it further in the way of the atomos theory, which is that atoms are  made of particles, particles are made of quanta and finally quanta are made of energies.

"By making out that particles are made out of quanta, it become possible to explain the matter/wave duality and quantum jump. Drawing the analogy from the solid, liquid and gaseous form of H2O, particles can also have the solid form (matter), liquid form (wave) and the indiscernible gaseous (dark matter) form. In this explanation, matter/wave duality is like how ice turned to water and vice versa, while quantum jump is liken to how this rain was formed, so you can explain this rain as water that jumped from the sea." He grinned widely at this.

"To prove his theory Sage Otori seeks to find the equation for the dark matters that was indiscernible at that time. And since dark matters are the third form of particles other than matter and wave, he did it simply by combining Heidenberg's matrix equation and Schroedinger's wave equation to find the third equation that represent dark matters.

"He succeeded.

"Otori's equation reinvigorate the seeks for the Theory of Everything. Scientist around the world flocks to him when he announced he's researching the structure of particles, similar to the way how atoms were made of protons, neutrons and electrons, he's researching on what quantum forms particles.

"Once again science provide answers for everything, just like the way Great Sage Newton once did.

"And the golden age of humanity started from there."

1000 years after the Fallout, the Earth slowly regain its ecosytems as the Druids terraforms the Nuclear Wastelands into habitable dominions.

Fallout Shelters gained advantage from the legacies of the old world they inherited and used to terraform the nuclear wasteland. But Legacies are everywhere and any Legacy Hunter may find their fortune, hidden beneath the ruins of the old world.

This story begins when a young elf, dreaming to be a druid and terraform a piece of Wasteland into his own land tried to sell the artifact he found to gain the money and the connections he needed so he can study in the cherished University of SimCity.

Only those who have gained a doctoral title may enter the Druid Academy and learned the knowledges the Circles of Druid needed to terraform the Wasteland, and the Universities only allows those with proficient knowledge to further their study there...

Motivational speech on all student and teacher

 Sunday, 1 September 2019

 How to get rid of your old habits

 How to get rid of your old habits!



 There are many habits that you want to give up, but are unable to give up!  Is it so hard to get rid of old habits?  Probably not!  One by one, how can you leave old habits?  Are telling


 First identify which habits you want to change or remove. Write down all the negative things that you want to overcome, so that your life is more successful, when you write all your habits on one page, then turn-  Take one habit in turn and write the positive opposite side of that habit on a new question!

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 Benefits of getting up early in the morning, benefits of getting up early in the morning, how to get up early in the morning
 For example, if you wrote that I could never get up at 5:00 in the morning. The opposite of this habit would be the positive side that I get up at 5:00 am easily and happily, working on one positive habit at a time.  Start early in the morning, choose a habit that you do not want to immediately include in your life, 'Start the maintenance of the general or diary'. Every morning when you get up, you want to develop a positive habit.  Eat it, write it 7 to 10 times. Doing the same exercise at night before going to bed, by doing this, the message of this new habit gets imprinted in the nerves of the brain and helps to develop that habit.



 Negative habit has emotional causes whether we talk of indiscipline in food, alcohol, tobacco, gambling, addiction or irregular sleep!  Sit in the monkey and ask yourself how I feel most of the time!  You should be responsible for your habits. Here you will be able to identify the situations. Every problem is solved. Try to know what you can do to improve your life, at least 15 to 20 minutes every morning.  Sitting in silence, you will start thinking clearly and feel more motivated to change your life.

 Be firm and patient!  Remind yourself that it will take time to make new patterns and learn old habits, it will take time for your mistakes!  Do not 'punish' yourself for your mistakes or use them as an excuse to surrender or give up. When you are working on yourself, it is important to encourage yourself, extreme hatred and criticism never produces any result.  !



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After the news spread many of started to talk  but Li xiolu did not care about it at all.

Other than her new the other new was of the hacker who earned 400,000 in one and half an hour.

Li Xiolu took the skateboard board started going to her class as she entered the class the people who were gossiping about her kept quiet.

Li Xiolu took her seat which was last seat near the window she liked this seat a lot as it was alone quiet place and nobody would disturb her.

She took her headphones from her backpack and started it without listening to what other people were saying. She did not care all she cared was about graduate and work alongside with her gramps. Those who killed her grandma or kept her grandma captive. In her last life she was close to caught the mastermind behind all this and she came to know her grandma was not dead and was alive she did not wanted to say her gramps anything as to get his hope high so she kept quiet and promised to make them meet again.

She just knew the people who kept her had something to do the underworld she wanted to go there as soon as possible and form her own team. She knew if it was her gramps organization she could not do anything other than do the things they needed to do she needs few things which were only available there and no where else but she did not care she would make her own team and she needed three people who she knew in her past life she searched them for her whole life. After finding them in advance in this life she would be powerful nobody could imagine.

"Did you see her she still has nerve to come to the school, she is just shame to the school but see how she acts as if nothing happened" One girl said

"Let it be she is just a shame to the Li family her sister is much better than her" other said

"you are right I sometime think how they both could be sisters. She is sweet, pure and the other is just wild, bad nature. " other said.

"Hm you are right even I think like that" other said

Li Xiolu did not pay heeds to these comments as long as it was not about her gramps she would not care even if the world falls apart as long it has nothing that touches her bottom line she did not care.

But as she picks up her phone and reads the news and gossip sje was shocked she just uses her average normal hacking technique and removed all the post she also made sure that the pics are deleted from everyone phones. She did not like matters to be troubled she even did not wanted others to corrupt her gramps name so she easily dealt it as to avoid the suspicion she used other hackers account. As long as it was her gramps she situation she did not care and   use whatever means she can. She knew her gramps never makes a public opinion and if he knew even he would bring the school upside down she did not care nor her gramps will care so she easily deal with by removing all proof and everything related to them.



After doing such things she puts her head down on the desk and starts closing up her eyes and went to a peaceful sleep last night she had a nightmare and did not have a proper sleep this morning this all gossip were giving her a headaches so she slept without the care of the world

The bell rang she still not wake up.

The form teacher came and started to teach but as soon as he saw Li Xiolu sleeping he went to her seat and banged it.


" Li Xiolu if you want to sleep sleep somewhere else don't disturb the class go outside and stand" he said

At this time xiolu had gotten up and she heard what her form teacher said. She was really sleepy so she asked.

"Sir John if I answer your question then can I sleep" she said her eyes were heavy and sleepiness was still taking over" she asked.


"Okay fine go solve all the problem on the boards if you can do it you are free to do as your will" he said


As he said that Li Xiolu went to the board and saw the question. She was half sleepy and half awake


"What does she think she is given her behavior she could not even solve one sum" a girl said


" She thinks she really Einstein she can solve all the problems just in her half sleep form" The other girl said


" Hmm just showoff after this we will show you how it is to be liked to be an idiot " the other said


As they finished saying LiXiolu put the chalks down and went to her desk to sleep  she did not care she knew her IQ and EQ so she did not care about this at all. She went to her seat without even acknowledge and closing her eyes she fell asleep.


"Wow did you see that her attitude" someone said.

" Hey you all don't see that see the board in which she has solved the problem" A guy who liked to study commented


As he said that even the teacher and the students stared at the boards they found it much easier method to solve and much better to solve.


The teacher looked at the sleeping LiXiolu before sighing and saying.


"Okay lets do it I will explain you all the the solution of this problem, do you all prefer this method or other method" he asked


"Sir please teach us the boards method it looks simple and intresting" one commented


"Okay listen" As he said he started explaining the things he knew Li Xiolu method she was with both high IQ and EQ she did not liked to be in limelight looks like things are going to change.

Emma Wilson betrayed in her previous life by her own husband and her bestfriend and Reborn after the death but became cold- blooded person to outsiders and warm - hearted to family only.

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Kyle Colemen cold hearted and does not believe in love and only loves his family. And a childhood friend.


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This is my second novel hope you all like it and enjoy the mysterious life the FL.

All of a sudden, the woman, who was ready for bed, was turned over.
Her long, silky hair fanned out over the white duvet, looking especially ravishing.
"What's the matter?" she asked in confusion.
"Come on, let's sleep a little later."
"It's already past one o'clock. I'm tired." She protested through clenched teeth.
What does he want again?
"It's getting late. We should really sleep now. I'm feeling sleepy."
Exhaustion filled her face, so he could see it too. He found that murderous expression of hers indescribably adorable.
"Alright. Sleep time then."
His lips curled up into an ambiguous smirk as he pulled her into his arms. He had intended to make her wear and show off the new set of clothes he had prepared for her in front of him. However, her fatigue had made him decide to let her off for the time being.
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At the crack of dawn, Ye Erruo groggily lifted her head to see her husband sprawled all over her. It was no wonder she had felt so uncomfortable in her sleep—there was dead weight pressing on her back!
His sleeping posture was ridiculously poor!
The groggy woman climbed out of bed.
The moment her feet touched the floor, though, her entire body slumped forward and she almost fell flat on her face. Thanks to the man's quick reflexes, he nimbly hugged her in the nick of time and she avoided the fall.
"Where were you going?"
Wide-eyed with shock, she turned around angrily and threw a punch at him. "Scoundrel."
Her grumbling voice, however, was light and fluttery and lacked any force. "Let go of me."
His lips curled up. "Where were you going? And how am I a scoundrel? Am I a scoundrel for helping you out when you nearly toppled over?"
"You're a scoundrel, that's all."
If he had slept properly on his side of the bed, would my body have gone numb? Fancy him being so unruly in his sleep when we've got such a big bed! What a terrible sleeping habit!
The man laughed. "Where were you going then?"
"Bathroom."
Mo Jiangye scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom.
"Out you go!" said the livid woman.
To think that one's sleeping habits could change! He used to be very obedient when he slept. His sleeping posture would remain the same the entire night. Now, she realized that his sleeping habits were becoming so terrible that she could hardly tolerate them.
On a few occasions, she had been accidentally kicked by him in the middle of the night while she was asleep. Only God knew where those sleeping manners of his had gone.
When she came limping out of the bathroom, the man was sitting upright against the bed as he waited for her.
"What are you doing here instead of sleeping?"
Why did he wake up so early?
His biological clock isn't set to wake him up now.
"How can I sleep when you're in this state?"
If it hadn't been for me, she would've crashed to the floor. What would I have done if she had knocked her head against the hard floor?
Her skin was so tender that a small bump was all it took to leave behind an ugly mark on her. Thus, she needed to be constantly cared for.
Still feeling quite sluggish, the woman crashed hard into the bed, preparing to sleep in for a little longer.
"Ow…" Her face scrunched up in pain as she repeated the curse 'darn it!' inwardly over and over again.
As his lips curled up into an evil smirk, Mo Jiangye shifted bit by bit toward her side and leaned over to ask her a question despite already knowing the answer. "What's wrong?"
She paid him no notice and pulled the blanket over her head instead.
He reached out and slowly peeled the blanket off her before eventually scooping her up. "Where are you hurting? Does it hurt that badly?"
"Go to sleep and stop talking to me."


"Ah…" She is so tickled that she is defenseless against his attacks. "You can choose to marry me or to die!" By then you will become the first person in history to die from tickling. "If you dare to reject me, I will make sure to ravish you until you yield to me."
He is the hegemon in the business circles. He is the mysterious big boss that calls the shots. He is cold, ruthless and cruel. He would resort to unscrupulous divisive tactics to achieve his goals, making people tremble with fear.
One day, a group of bachelors asks him with tears in their eyes, "Big boss, what makes sister-in-law fall head over heels for you?" He arches his eyebrow. "I love and pamper her, so that she only has eyes for me."
She turns furious at his reply. "Damn! You are shameless, can't you phrase it in a nicer way?
"I love three things in this Universe. The Sun, the Moon and you. The Sun for the morning, the Moon for the night, and you forever!" 
"…"

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