She cares for him but hates the way she does.  He is always on her mind since that day. But in contrast, he hated her for that. She wants to make it up to him but he avoids her like dirt. Sometimes he is good, sometimes he is the worsest. She hated how unpredictable he is and how he messes with her life. But she loves him, and she doesn't want to admit it.

That was in the last year of middle school.

Ria wakes up early on her first day of school in junior year. Bringing a nightmare with her she goes to her school and found out Keith and her will be classmates. New sets of problem arises then. But is this going to be a hell of a year for Ria? Or is this going to be a chance to get close with Keith and clear some issues?

"What am I going to eat this morning?"
Deb Oh got up from the carpeted comforter which was her usual sleeping spot by her 2 year computer. She would sleep with her head facing the computer on the cadget grey carpeted floor made from faux wood.

That same comforter was both her bed and covering which was wrapped around her like a swaddled baby.

Waking up about the same time each morning at 7am, Deb Oh took out a frozen hot dog, chopping it together with a small sized onion which she placed into a pot to dry fry on the economy sized electric cooker.

Shortly after she pulled out the last three slices of tortilla soft cream colored  bread, opening the oven door to place them directly on the metal rack.

Many a times she would warm the bread that way even though she knew that it was unsanitary to leave them directly on the oven's  iron rack. Deb Oh looked for excuses as to why she didn't buy an oven pan or an oven tray.

"I'll buy a tray when it's on sale at Hal-Mart....Mublix is too expensive! I don't have a membership at Xmazon I could have gotten free shipping and have it delivered to my doorstep!"

The long list of excuses was starting to grow old, the bottomline was that Deb Oh didn't feel pressured to buy an essential commodity since she lived alone and didn't have to rise to anyone's expectations.

"Tortilla wrap! So Yummy, I need to take the  bottle of Noke that is in the fridge."

Deb Oh had a blank look in her eyes, as the words kept ringing in her head, "I want to live, I want to be happy but why do I want to die?! Why?"

Her mind flashed back to when she got her first car accident which left her vowing never to drive anymore. The shock coupled with the embarrassment of causing the car accident wrecked her world, leaving her with the diagnosis of PTSD, OCD and a moderately severe depressive state.

Adamant against seeking medical treatment, the 21-year old promised to fight her demons alone, but how long will she hold on before succumbing to her inner demons?

Deb Oh must level up or risk losing everything!


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Zhang Zian shook off the snow on his body and went back to the shop, where he found that the elves went upstairs.
Old Time Tea had just turned on the television. It was lying on the electric blanket with its forepaws tucked into the sleeves of its vest, watching the morning news as usual.
Zhang Zian put the certificates of immunization of Famous into the cashier's drawer, planning to visit the local police station today. Since it was snowy today, few people might go there, so he wouldn’t have to wait in any lines. 
Fina jumped from the cat tree, yawning. Instead of landing on the ground, she patted the pad on a tier with her paw and stared at Zhang Zian unhappily, "Where is the heating pad?"
"Here." Zhang Zian really hated Guo Dongyue for adding this design. He put a heating pad into the mezzanine.
"Zian." Old Time Tea greeted him.
"What's going on, Grandpa Tea? I will immediately boil tea for you." He walked quickly and thought Old Time Tea was thirsty.
"There’s no hurry to prepare tea. There is something you have to look at." Old Time Tea gestured to the television screen.
Zhang Zian had no interest in television news, which was nothing more than people who held meetings yesterday, traveled to some places today, and would listen to the feelings of the local people tomorrow. But since it was Old Time Tea who told him to look at the news, he patiently crouched down.
The television set was placed on a low table, almost parallel with the sight of Old Time Tea, making it easy for Old Time Tea to watch, but was strenuous for Zhang Zian, so he needed to squat down.
Old Time Tea was watching the local news channel, where the anchors looked less attractive than the anchors on CCTV, but the news she was announcing had attracted Zhang Zian's attention.
"News from this local news channel. After receiving reports from enthusiastic residents, the commercial, urban management, taxation, consumer association, public security and other departments conducted a joint law enforcement against the dog market in Nancheng District in our city yesterday, focusing on the rectification of undocumented businesses and eliminating prevailing phenomena like frauds and fights. Each member unit dispatched five law enforcement officers, totaling over 20 people, and were divided into two groups to enter from the north and south entrance to the dog market. They conducted a thorough remediation to the chaos that has existed in the dog market for a long time. Please watch the detailed coverage."
The picture on the screen switched from the hostess to the dog market.
A group of officers dressed in uniforms of different departments got out of vehicles labeled "Joint Enforcement" and were directed by a person who seemed to be in the highest position. They blocked the north and south entrances to the dog market, set up warning lines, and ordinary customers could only exit the market. After entering the dog market, the two groups of officers did not run like headless flies — apparently, they had prepared for this mission, for they seized the vendor who sold dyed chicklings and his vehicle near the entrance in no time. 
There were numerous undocumented businesses in the dog market, and many vendors were operating without licenses.
The panic-stricken vendors in the dog market reacted differently. The smart ones just left their belongings behind and pretended they were ordinary consumers and escaped… while some unlucky others were caught by the law enforcement officers. 
The video footage had probably been edited. Soon, the detained vendors bowed their heads down and lined up in front of a large van, while their electric tricycles were hung on a trailer. Larger vehicles that could not be taken away were locked temporarily. The iron cages that shut the pets were moved into a truck.
Zhang Zian recognized a few of the vendors, including Red Dragon, Black Mole, Lao San, and Liu XX in the queue that he had beaten up. 
Finally, the accompanying reporters interviewed the person in charge of the enforcement action, an official from the Consumer Association. He was asked whether this operation had reached the scheduled goal.
The person in charge said that this operation was only just the beginning of a process that would last a whole week. All departments would further strengthen the management of the dog market in the coming days and carry out random inspections from time to time so as to clean up the blind angles. All departments would practically eradicate the chaos in the dog market, and safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of the people.
The picture switched back to the hostess again. She smiled and said,
"In response to residents’ reports, various departments conducted long-term preparations for the joint law enforcement, and the officers had been investigating the dog market in civilian clothes, taking a large amount of evidence through unannounced visits. Eventually, they struck with heavy blows yesterday and finally ended the long-lasting chaos in the dog market! During the operation, eight sets of tricycles and two large vehicles were confiscated, and the vendors were fined a total of over 20,000 Yuan... "
At the same time as her broadcast, the small screen behind her was playing videos of the so-called "unannounced visits by officers."
In order to not interfere with the hostess’s speaking, or for some other unknown reason, the video was silent.
Zhang Zian had found this video familiar, and he actually found himself in it. He thought he looked magnificent… and occasionally there were one or two comments left by audience members that hadn’t been wiped off. 
The hostess quickly moved onto the next news story.
"Next up: last night, it snowed in the city. At six o’clock this morning, the Municipal Meteorological Bureau issued an icy road yellow alert. According to the emergency snow removal plan, more than 1,500 sanitation workers and all large-scale snow removal equipment on standby was fully put into removing the snow on the roads... "
Famous was watching the news side by side with him.
Zhang Zian felt embarrassed, unsure how to explain this situation to it, so he simply said nothing.
He would like to know who the "enthusiastic residents" were and whether they received any bonuses from reporting to the news channel. If there was any bonus, he might have missed his chance to become rich, for he didn’t report these clues to the news station. 
They went to the dog market yesterday morning and left at noon. Obviously, these law enforcement officers went in the afternoon. Regarding the usual efficiency of government agencies, this speed was remarkable!
He remembered Lin Qi — that guy seemed to be an heir to a rich family and had promised that he would follow through with the matter before leaving. Was it true that Lin Qi’s family was so powerful that they could influence the government?
In any case, this was a good thing after all. In the foreseeable days to come, the profiteers in the dog market probably would have rough times, and customers like Deng Jie and Wei Ping wouldn’t be deceived as easily. Most importantly — no sale, no harm, and those innocent pets would suffer less. This trip to the dog market had been worth it. 
"Zian, you did a good job," Old Time Tea praised him.
"I just did some insignificant work that isn’t worth mentioning. Grandpa Tea, wait here and I will go boil some water for your tea." Zhang Zian smiled, stood up, and went to the kitchen upstairs to boil tea.
Yesterday had passed, and he should live in the moment.
Famous turned to look at his back.
Instead of looking at the television picture, it had been staring at Zhang Zian’s face and reading his body language from his pupil contractions and changes in facial muscles.
During the news broadcast, his heart had flashed with many emotions one by one, such as surprise, mockery, confusion, and relief. The one that was incomprehensible to it was the relief at the end.
Why, after all his efforts and credit had been claimed by others, was he still able to demonstrate such relief?
It couldn’t understand.
Old Time Tea pressed the remote control and turned off the TV. It stretched and said to itself, "When you don’t care about what others think, you will see who you really are. When you abandon obsession, your true self will be revealed."
Famous seemed to have been moved by the words of Old Time Tea. Ever since it appeared in the wax museum, it had forgotten who it was and was deeply troubled by this matter. It had the vague feeling that its true identity was covered by heavy things, that in front of it was endless blankness, just like the pile of snow shoved together by Zhang Zian. 
It stared at the shovel in the snow pile, hoping to have one such shovel clear the mystery in its heart.


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

The hole in the reef had already been opened up by the electric eel to 20 meters in diameter and 100 meters in depth. If all the seawater here had been emptied, the experts would definitely think that it was another big hole created by an aerolite. 
After days of putting in effort, the electric eel could already dive to 2,000 meters deep, but it still needed a few more days of training to be able to move around freely for a long period under that pressure range. Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to do anything when it reached Tonga Trench.
Reaching Shimen Trench again, Chen Fan decided that he would only go back after the electric eel was able to not feel any pressure at more than 2,000 meters deep. After that, he would prepare to go straight to Tonga Trench to catch the ghost hair jellyfish.
Arriving under the cliff where it previously found the treasure box, Chen Fan turned the output power of the eel's discharge to the maximum to test the terrain below.
Bang! A sound akin to the vibration of a bowstring transmitted quickly in the surrounding waters, and the dark underwater suddenly sparkled. The thing that consoled Chen Fan was that there were no large cliffs or large cracks on this gentle slope all the way to the end of the electromagnetic induction testing. 
Under pressure and cold, Chen Fan started to dash toward 2,200 meters under water. The electric eel could now manage to withstand a depth of 2,000 meters, but was still some distance away from moving around freely. Enduring the pain and cold, the electric eel slowly crawled along the slope for two minutes before reaching 2,200 meters deep. 
　　　　
Endure for ten minutes this time before leaving! Chen Fan made up his mind. There was only the sound of the eel's deep breathing in the dark and silent underwater. Gritting its teeth and holding on for ten minutes, the electric eel could not take it anymore. Exerting its strong back claws and with the strong counter force, it dashed toward the shallow waters.
　　　
If it had been a diver with the eel's ascending speed, he would definitely suffer from serious decompression sickness, and may even die of it. However, the breathing technique of the electric eel in the deep sea was different from a human being. The electric eel breathed by filtering oxygen directly from seawater, whereas a human being could only rely on an enclosed diving suit and could not expel the cause of decompression sickness, which was nitrogen molecules, out from the diving suit. 
After floating up to the shallow waters, the electric eel stopped at the gentle slope at around 300 meters and rested for half an hour before making another dash. The eel repeated another few rounds of resting and dashing all the way until midnight before it dragged its exhausted body to find fishes and fill its stomach. After strengthening its pituitary gland for half an hour, the eel shut its eyes and rested until dawn.
The next day, Chen Fan did not do anything but straightaway controlled the electric eel to dash toward the deep sea. There was significant improvement today as compared to the day before. The electric eel stayed for a good fifteen minutes at a depth of 2,200 meters before it couldn't take it anymore and rose up.
　　　　　　　　　　　
Three days later, the eel could stay for fifteen minutes at 2,300 meters!
Six days later, it became 2,400 meters!
Ten days later, the eel could stay up to twenty minutes at 2,500 meters. Also, it could stay at around 2,000 meters for half a day without feeling too much pressure and cold.
According to Wang Xingyu, the ghost hair jellyfish was usually active around 2,000 meters! The Tonga Trench located at the center of the southern part of the Pacific Ocean was 4,800 nautical miles away from Zhongyun. With the electric eel's current average speed of 50 knots, it would need ninety-seven hours, which was a little more than four days to arrive. When resting and eating were added in, it would need at least a week. After a week's journey, the electric eel should be able to reach the ability to stay at a depth of 2,500 meters for half a day. In this case, when the eel arrived at Tonga Trench, it would have the endurance and time to hunt the ghost hair jellyfish down!
...
Chen Fan retrieved his thoughts from the electric eel. Since it was going to Tonga Trench, the electric eel definitely could not just kill one ghost hair jellyfish and return to Zhongyun after getting hold of its poison sac. It had to catch at least ten of them to make the trip worthwhile. However, there was another new problem. A live ghost hair jellyfish was poisonous all over and even if the eel electrocuted them to death, it was still difficult for the eel to take out the poison sac inside. It would be terrible if the eel got poisoned!
"I can't possibly kill the ghost hair jellyfish and wait for it to sink to the bottom and rot, and then wait for the poison sac to float up by itself!" Chen Fan twitched the corner of his mouth.
Nonetheless, there's always a solution to all things as long as you rack your brain. After pondering for a long while on the couch, Chen Fan finally thought of an idea which he felt was good!
Taking out his phone, Chen Fan dialed Zhang Xueyang's number.
"Hello Bro Chen, I heard you made a hundred million recently. Are you calling me to buy me drinks?" Zhang Xueyang laughed cheekily on the other end of the phone.
"I'm quite busy these days but I'll definitely treat you to a good one once I have time!" Chen Fan laughed. "Bro Zhang I need help from you this time!"
"What is it? I'll definitely help if I can!"
"I would like to ask for your help to custom-make a thirty-meter long and half-meter diameter round iron bar!" Chen Fan hesitated for a while before saying. 
"That would weigh around forty-six tons. Why do you need such a long iron bar?" Zhang Xueyang was a little curious.
　　　　　
"For use on the large ship!" Chen Fan had no other excuse and could only make up a lie.
　
"Large ship? Are you using it as a watchtower or a flagpole? If it's for that stuff, it doesn't have to be so long. Also, the weight will exceed the limit...just hollow steel is sufficient." Zhang Xueyang said doubtfully. "Moreover, doesn't the ship come with that stuff?"
　
"No, it's not for those. I custom-made a 10,000 ton ship recently…" Chen Fan paused for two seconds to organize his lies. "I intend to connect a long bar at the bottom of the ship, for smuggling purposes."
"Can't you just use metal chain?"
"It would hit the bottom at shallow waters!" Chen Fan said, as if to say "you're a layman". "Just help me make one, why do you need to bother so much?"
"Alright!" Zhang Xueyang readily agreed. It was just making a solid iron bar, not a cannon. He would be more than happy if someone ordered a hundred at one go.
"It would be best if the metal used has high hardness and corrosion resistance, otherwise, a normal iron rod would get corroded very fast underwater." Chen Fan added after thinking.
　　　　　　　
"That's simple, I just need to get the master worker to add in ten percent of titanium alloy. Much diving equipment these days uses this type of material, but the price may be a little expensive!"
"Titanium alloy…" Chen Fan gave it some thought. He was aware of the properties of titanium. This silver-white metal is stronger than steel, but its weight is forty-three percent lighter than steel. Its corrosion resistance is also very good; even aqua regia is not able to corrode it, not to mention seawater. "Add thirty percent of titanium into it then!"
"Thirty percent? Then it will cost 3 million RMB just to make this iron rod!"
　　
"Um, price is not an issue!" Chen Fan stretched himself out on the couch. "Oh one more thing, tell the master to cast one end of the rod into a shape of an anchor one meter in diameter."
"No problem!" Zhang Xueyang replied readily. "But the melting point of titanium is higher, so it will take around four days to get it done!"
"Um! Just get someone to send it to the previous seaside shipyard when it's done!" Chen Fan instructed before hanging up. Chen Fan's idea was very simple. After the electric eel electrocuted the ghost hair jellyfish to death, it would rip through the jellyfish with the pike like candied haws on a stick before bringing it to the shallow waters and torture it slowly. Actually there was another reason behind this. The electric eel did not have a suitable weapon after the meteor hammer was scrapped. 　
Just as Chen Fan was about to get up from the couch to fix some food to fill his stomach, the phone which he had just hung up rang again. He saw that it was from his father and quickly pressed the answer key.
"Hello, Dad, what's up?"
"S-son, how have you been recently? Did...did you take your meals regularly?" Chen Fan's father faltered and stopped.
"I've been eating well, and even put on a few pounds!" Chen Fan was a little puzzled as his father did not usually sound like this. "Dad, what is it?"
"Then...how about the shipping company? Is it making profits or losses?"
"The ship just did a trip to Singapore recently, and made 200,000 RMB!" Chen Fan did not lie about this. After deducting the workers' salary and expenses, he really made 200,000 RMB. "Dad, what is it exactly? Tell me quick. "
"Erm...erm…" Chen Fan's father hemmed and hawed before saying, "Your mom and I went Macau yesterday…"
"And then?" Chen Fan suddenly straightened his body and asked anxiously.
"Then...then we went to the casino and walked one round. Your mom and I couldn't couldn't control ourselves and bought 5,000 RMB worth of chips to play…"
"But...in the end, we continued playing after losing, and after playing the whole night, we...we lost 1.2 million RMB!" Chen Fan's father sounded like a child who had done something wrong, muttering at the end that Chen Fan could not hear what he said. 　　　　　　
　　
"Well…" Chen Fan felt relieved. His parents had always liked gambling, but they only played mahjong and cards at the most, and they had indeed gone a little too far this time. It was fine as long as it was nothing else serious, he could make more money as long as he spent some time.
"So be it then!" Chen Fan put his worries aside. "The company has started to make profits anyway. We can earn back the lost amount after another month!"
"Oh...then...that's good...your mom and I are not going to stay in Macau anymore. We'll take the plane to Dali in Yunnan tomorrow!"
"Take care of yourselves on the way!"
"Um…" After some nagging, Chen Fan hung up the phone.
"Gave me a scare!" Chen Fan placed his hand on his chest and then went to the kitchen downstairs. There was still three more days before he could get the weapon. After filling his stomach, Chen Fan shifted his thoughts onto the electric eel to strengthen its pituitary gland.
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Four days flew by in the blink of an eye. At 5PM in the afternoon, Chen Fan ate some food before driving to the shipyard by the sea. Zhang Xueyang had just called to inform him that the iron rod had been cast and it was now being transported to the shipyard on a semi-trailer.
　　　
When Chen Fan reached the shipyard after making a detour to the bank to transfer 3 million RMB to Zhang Xueyang, there was already a Steyr semi-trailer towing a long iron rod parked at the side with a yellow crane right behind it.
Zhang Xueyang got out of the truck the moment he saw Chen Fan and pointed at the shipyard, looking troubled. "Your shipyard is too low, the crane can't go in!"
"Seems like it!" Chen Fan looked at the shipyard and the crane. The shipyard was twelve meters tall, and the crane was not able to go in with its arm extended.
"Lean it at the entrance in front of the shipyard then, I'll get a lifting vessel to tow it later!" Chen Fan scratched his head and pointed at the waterway in front of the shipyard.
　　　　　
"That works too!" Zhang Xueyang ran to the crane and gestured to the driver. The yellow XCMG crane which could lift up to sixty tons, extended its sword-like arms, and the truck driver jumped off the truck, and attached the hook onto the steel cables wound in the middle of the pike.
Looking at the more than forty-ton pike being lifted high up, Chen Fan, Zhang Xueyang and the driver all covered their heads and ran a distance away, afraid that the shaking pike might drop and mash them up. Thump! The pike got hooked to the front of the shipyard by the crane, with half of it on the beach and the other half in the water.
"I've already transferred the money to your bank card!" Chen Fan turned to Zhang Xueyang after seeing the 'handover ceremony' was completed.
"I've received the notification message!" Zhang Xueyang showed his phone and then patted Chen Fan's shoulder. "I still have things to see to. I'll make a move first. Let's go have fun another day!" 
Chen Fan laughed. "Get going!"
After the two heavy-duty trucks left, Chen Fan ran to the front of the pike which looked like a pillar from heaven. The pike which glowed with a silver-gray metallic luster and had thirty percent titanium alloy mixed in it completely occupied Chen Fan's mind with its thirty meter length and forty ton weight. The tip which had been specially cast into a one-meter diameter spearhead with curved hooks at the two sides fully portrayed its "all-conquering" property!
Chen Fan picked up a ten-kilo rock nearby and threw it at the pike with all his strength. Clang! A huge echo-filled metal sound got into Chen Fan's ears. After Chen Fan wiped away the slags on the surface of the pike, the surface of the metal that he hit still glowed with perfect luster without any scratches.
"Divine weapon! This is absolutely a divine weapon!" Chen Fan danced with excitement. With this pike, even Godzilla would have to beg for mercy.
Chen Fan got back into the car and switched on the in-car theater. He casually found a movie to kill time, and planned to wait till nightfall before getting the electric eel to tow away the pike. After finishing two American movies, the sky outside was already completely dark. Chen Fan got out of the car and stretched himself before opening the main gate of the shipyard. Thereafter, he got into the car again and shifted his thoughts onto the electric eel.
Chen Fan had gotten the eel to drag the submarine to the nearby seabed because he was afraid that Zhang Xueyang would discover the fake submarine in the shipyard. A human being could only use machines to move a forty-ton pike, but it was easy for a sixty-meter long electric eel, especially when it could still make use of the seawater's buoyancy. 　　　
Chen Fan controlled the electric eel to use its front claws to grab the pike and drag it to the seabed a distance away before pushing the submarine back into the shipyard again. Chen Fan closed the main gate of the shipyard and then drove himself home. 　
After getting home, Chen Fan found a comfortable position and laid down before shifting his thoughts onto the electric eel again. Ghost hair jellyfish, your nemesis is coming! 　　


Because of an accident, Chen Fan obtained the power to possess an electric eel!
Of course, being an ambitious guy, Chen Fan just HAD to explore his Electric Eel Avatar thoroughly!
Captains, are the Somali pirates still giving you a headache? Come and hire me online, and I will guarantee that your ship will be even safer than protected by an American aircraft carrier!

Ves made the biggest gamble of his life so far. If he won, he'd be able to produce a stellar mech and sell it for a hefty profit, making more than enough money to meet his impending interest payment. Success danced on a string, and each time Ves stumbled, he risked the whole scheme coming apart.
First, Ves needed to grow accustomed to the Caesar Augustus. Fortunately, a real universe production license also counted as a virtual license in Iron Spirit's terms of service. He only needed to send a copy of the license agreement to the game's support to be able to tinker and sell the model in-game.
As a lastgen mech in today's standard, the CA-1 counted as a 5-star mech in the game. This meant only older, more skilled potentates had the capability to buy the mech. The Caesar Augustus could be sold for a higher price, allowing Ves to earn some actual profits from his sales if he designed a good enough variant.
Iron Spirit's tiered leagues put a cap on how good a mech you could play depending on how well you progressed in the game.
A Bronze Leaguer only had access to 1-star mechs.
A Silver Leaguer had access to 2-star and 3-star mechs, though they could still play around with 1-star mechs if they wanted to have some fun.
A Gold Leaguer had access to both 4-star and 5-star mechs. Most potentates that did not pursue a professional career in piloting mechs languished in this League.
When one reached Platinum League or further, they gained unrestricted access to every mech, even the mythical 10-star mechs. However, the higher the tier, the more expensive the mechs cost to purchase and to repair if it ever got damaged. The fancier mechs even required weeks of in-game time to repair if they got completely destroyed. This meant that a fair number of Platinum and Diamond players still occasionally took a 5-star mech into a match for the purpose of earning some easy gold.
This resulted in 5-star mechs being one of the most profitable tiers in Iron Spirit. High performing models especially attracted attention. However, whether Ves could break into this market was still a question, considering he lacked familiarity and expertise with the Caesar Augustus.
In the 45 days of time before the Young Tigers Exhibition started, Ves needed to produce an extensive and realistic redesign of the CA-1's stock model. He needed to acquire new sub-skills and credits to buy virtual licenses of the components he needed for his redesign.
In the meantime, he had to release a number of mech designs in the game in order to generate even more credits. Much of the money would be used to buy the real universe production licenses of the components he had used in the game.
It sounded terribly complicated, but actually Ves didn't need to change what he had been doing so far. Essentially, Ves only needed to continue to design variants and put them onto the in-game market to sell.
First, Ves contacted Iron Spirit's support in order to receive his virtual license. A production license of a lastgen mech already cost many millions of credits. He'd be damned if he was forced to purchase a 5-star mech's virtual license, which potentially ran into the millions.
While he waited for his application to be approved, Ves shut off all distractions and loaded the CA-1 into the System's Designer program to begin tinkering with it. He wanted to pry apart its shiny armor and see how much of a mess its infamous internals looked like. Besides finding a replacement material for its armor, Ves also needed to optimize the internals in order to turn the CA-1 into a competitive mech.
One look and his hopes were dashed. It really did look like someone took a plate's worth of spaghetti and tried to stuff it in a small cup. It was doable, but it mashed everything together and left far too little slack. Cables, pipes and structural supports all crammed right next to each other, sometimes dangerously so. For example, if a certain cable broke and released electric sparks, it could ignite the gas released from a punctured pipe.
Though Ves knew these linkages could produce a catastrophe, he lacked the skills and resources to fix them. He could only document each fault he came across and come back to the problem later. Ves spent the rest of the day combing over each and every component, to the point of dismantling the engine even if he understood little on how the advanced component worked.
Ves took a deep breath when he finished going over the Caesar Augustus. If he wanted to understand the model deeper, then he needed to fabricate the stock model. He took a minute to log into the in-game market and inspected the model's market conditions.
"Damn, that's expensive!"
An average CA-1 sold for about fifty thousand credits, and that was for an in-game item! 5-star mechs belonged to an entirely different market segment than 1-star mechs. The latter catered to kids while the former was sold to professionals.
The raw materials required to fabricate the mech likely cost tens of thousands of credit as well. Since Ves had set rock bottom prices to his virtual mechs, he hadn't earned even a single credit or gold even after selling over a hundred models.
"I'm earning a decent amount of DP from every sale. If I raise the price, my mechs won't be able to stay competitive in the market. It's better if I don't change the prices."
The Caesar Augustus represented a marvel of its time. In order to solve its many puzzles, Ves required learning many new skills.
But while he needed to save up a lot of DP, he also couldn't go without credits. Ves switched to his mail and was relieved the game's support approved of his request to claim the CA-1's virtual license. After loading the mech's stock model in the in-game workshop, he received an unpleasant bill.
"So it costs about forty thousand credits in raw materials to build the base model. Even if the gold price looks a bit friendlier, it's not like I have a bag of virtual gold either."
The lack of cash on hand stymied Ves' progress in researching the Caesar Augustus. There was only so much he could do to play around with the mech's design in the designer.
Ves had learned one important lesson when designing the Fantasia variants. A passionate mech designer needed to get hands-on with his own creations. Just making a few doodles in a design program didn't turn you into a veteran designer. A real craftsman got his hands dirty, putting each and every part together to see how it works and where any problems might arise.
With only about nine thousand credits on hand, Ves needed to scrounge up at least 31,000 credits from any source he could squeeze. He first checked the System, but couldn't find any option to convert his DP to credits. Perhaps he could buy a few knick knacks from the Shop and sell it for a tidy sum, but that option wasted too much valuable points.
"Should I call Melinda?" Ves wondered out loud.
Family stuck together. If Ves took the time to explain his plans and difficulties to his cousin, he was sure she'd lend him the credits.
"It's not right. It's due to my own poor planning that I'm facing a shortage on credits."
If he cried and went to his family to bail him out, then sure, they might lend him a hand. It would also prove that he'd been in over his head. His aunts and uncles already disapproved of his career path. He wanted to avoid giving them ammunition.
Perhaps sell Lucky's gems? Ves had dug out half-a-dozen of these little shinies, and they all provided minor benefits when installed onto any mech. Any pilot would love them if they realized they could improve their mechs by just installing a single jewel.
Shaking his head, Ves discarded the idea. "Nah, that's a last resort."
If he introduced these gems to the universe, a lot of powerful players would want to know their source. Ves lacked the strength to isolate himself from the connected universe he lived in. It was child's play to track him down once he revealed any oddities.
"Forget about it. I need to figure out something else. What do I have that's valuable but not so much that it can be sold for some quick cash?"
The workshop? Out of the question. The building, 3d printer and assembler constituted the most basic requirements of a mech manufacturer. Ves couldn't part with any of it. He might as well make a deal with the bank about the loan if he gave up on the workshop.
What else did he have? The licenses, for one. Since he had just read through the terms of the Caesar Augustus' production license, he became well aware of what he could do with it. National Aeromotives didn't allow any shenanigans nor did they accept any refunds of a license Ves acquired through a charity grant.
"I still have a number of 1-star virtual licenses. At this stage they're helpful, but not necessary to my plans. I wonder if I'm allowed to refund them. I bought them out of my own pocket after all. Perhaps their terms aren't as restrictive."
Ves searched the galactic net to see whether he could get some money out of the licenses. To his relief, the BSBH Corporation indeed set down a standard policy for returns.
A virtual license could be relinquished within the week at no cost if the purchaser hadn't used it in any of his current models. If the owner possessed the license for more than a year, then the game wouldn't give one credit back.
Ves fell in the situation in between, having bought the licenses for more than a week but much less than a year. Iron Spirit allowed purchasers to get back 75% of their money if the licenses were not in use, and only 50% if they were. These terms only applied to licenses bought personally at normal prices.
Licenses bought at a discount or granted by other institutions didn't count, and unfortunately for Ves, the virtual licenses gifted by the System fell under this category.
Ves' head spun after he combed through all the license agreements, but his work paid off. He knew what he could return and how much money he could claw back from the game. He visited Iron Spirit's support site and submitted a refund application.
[Astoria Experimental Flight System]: 12,500 bright credits
[Fayette ECM Mk. I]: 3,500 bright credits
[Red Eye Assisted Aim Module]: 4,999.50 bright credits
[MTTR Removable Battery Pack]: 1,500 bright credits
[Harconix Light DMR Version 3]: 9,999.50 bright credits
[Mirin-21 Ultralight Armor Plating]: 5,000 bright credits
The total amount of credits Ves expected to get back was 37,499 credits. He left out the Festive Cloud Generator in his refund application because he grew rather fond of it. He intended to incorporate the small, innocuous part in his other designs whenever it fit.
As the support staff already received Ves' personal information when he made his previous licensing request, they worked quickly in processing the refund. An hour later, Ves received a mail and a credit transfer that indicated his refund application met with success.
With about 45,000 credits in spendable cash, Ves was more than ready to start producing the Caesar Augustus, at least in Iron Spirit. Yet before he did so, he hesitated.
The Caesar Augustus was a monstrously complex mech. While many processes had been streamlined in Iron Spirit's virtual crafting environment, it still remained a lifelike simulation. If Ves failed to produce a mech that matched the stock model's specifications, at the very worst he'd end up with an unsellable mech.
A mech that remained stuck in place meant no new cash flow. Without another source of credits, he wouldn't be able to produce another virtual mech to advance his understanding of the model and earn more cash.
All of this meant he couldn't fail at the first step.
"I'm not alone in this." Ves realized as he slapped his forehead. "Just because I can't beg for money from Melinda doesn't mean I can't ask for advice."
He activated his comm and made a call to Bentheim.
Melinda's face popped up. Instead of the casual clothes she wore in her recent visit, this time she appeared in a formal uniform. "Hey Vessie, what's up?"
"I'm good, but I've got a little trouble."
"Okay, tell it to me briefly. I'm technically on shift so I need to get back to work soon."
Ves nodded and described how he received a grant license of the infamous Caesar Augustus. Naturally the charity the System setup looked squeaky clean on paper, so Ves wasn't worried Melinda would dig into it and find anything improper. He emphasized his determination to tackle the challenge of mastering its design.
Frowning, Melinda tutted her disapproval. "They've sure thrown you off the deep end. The CA-1 is a beast of a machine, not something a fresh college graduate should come into contact with. This sounds pretty shady."
"Nevermind that Melinda. Just tell me if you can pry something loose from the Mech Corps or the Bentheim Planetary Guard. Without getting you into trouble, of course."
Melinda furrowed her brow. "I can ask the mechanics for some tips. I'll also see if I can dig something up from the archives. I'll pass anything I can find along to you as long as it's not classified or proprietary knowledge."
"Thanks a lot. I'm sorry for troubling you that much."
"Hey, you're family, Vessie. I'd do anything to help. I gotta go back to work now, so see ya later!"
"Bye!"
With that done, Ves turned to a different issue. With his DP steadily accumulating, he should make a tentative shopping list of sub-skills he needed to rework the CA-1. He opened his Skill Tree and started to comb over the available skills.


Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

--Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server: https://discord.gg/APB5KCU

Although the notification mentioned that Wei Huo had to be tested in the Thunder Pond, he did not see any Thunder Pond.
'F*ck your sister, you should have at least created the main props!'
Wei Huo took a few steps forward and accidentally triggered the system's notification. "You have already entered the Thunder Pond."
Wei Huo was confused. "???"
'When did I even step into the Thunder Pond? Why do I feel nothing?'
A three minutes countdown timer then appeared on Wei Huo's head. However, he had not felt anything. It seemed like that was another BUG.
The game setting was very rigid. For example, one would trigger an incident after arriving at a specific place and after a specific time. Just like what is happening right now in the Dragon Palace, Wei Huo arrived at the Thunder Pond and he would have obtained the scroll after three minutes.
Although the Thunder Pond did not exist now, it would definitely be set up at this location in the future. By listening to the name, it was no doubt that one who entered the pond will be electrocuted. However, the game was not fully developed yet. So…
Wei Huo sat crossed-leg and waited for the countdown to end. However, he did not receive anything even after the countdown ended.
Does that mean the Thunder Variation Scroll was still under development?
Another system notification appeared after that. "Persist for another 10 minutes to obtain the True Thunder Variation Scroll. Spend 100 Magical Stones to purchase a one-off shield if the Player could not persist. The one-off shield's effect only lasts for a minute."
Wei Huo was left speechless. "..."
This God used to work in the Penguin logo company, right?
Wei Huo suddenly imagined how Ma Huateng[1] [1] would have felt after entering this checkpoint. Would he have felt a sense of familiarity?
Wei Huo continued sitting cross-legged in the Thunder Pond. After 10 minutes, the system notification appeared again. "Persist for another 30 minutes and you will be rewarded the Improvised True Thunder Variation Scroll."
Wei Huo was left speechless. "..."
'Let's see what kind of scroll you will give me in the end.'
After 30 minutes, the system notification popped up again. "Persist for another hour and you will be rewarded the God of Thunder scroll."
Wei Huo was dumbstruck. God of Thunder sounded very impressive. The name was a bit too exaggerated for a Qi Cultivation scroll.
Wei Huo did not move and the one-hour countdown began. He reckoned it was impossible for someone to stay in the Thunder Pond for such a long time except for the God of Thunder.
Wei Huo waited patiently for an hour. Suddenly, a flash hit the rugged roof and struck Wei Huo. The next moment, a new skill was added into Wei Huo's Attribute Menu.
'God of Thunder, Level Zero. The highest level is level 20.'
Wei Huo lifted his hand to try out the skill. Suddenly, an electric current spurt out from his fingertip. Right then, Wei Huo felt that the Qi energy in his body reduced slightly. At the same time, his skill proficiency in God of Thunder increased by one percent.
Wei Huo instantly understood that he had the ability to control the thunder and gained proficiency by consuming his Qi. Hence, the ability to control thunder was also considered a Qi Cultivation scroll.
Indeed, God was being very considerate.
Wei Huo decided to leave after he got the scroll. After all, the mentioned gold, crystal, and treasures did not exist at all. The whole Dragon Palace was empty and it looked like a semi-finished house. However, Wei Huo still felt relieved that basic props like the scroll and test still existed.
He left the Dragon Palace and entered the seawater. He suddenly realized that he had not needed to breathe!
Wei Huo was in shock and it was then that he finally noticed there were bubbles all over the surface of his skin. It dawned on him seconds later, 
Electrolysis of water!
Electricity could break down water molecules and split it into hydrogen and oxygen. Oxygen was just what the human body needed.
Wei Huo felt that the Qi in his body was gradually reducing while the skill proficiency of God of Thunder was increasing. At the same time, he felt that he only had to exhale carbon dioxide and need not inhale oxygen. That was because the cells on his skin's surface had begun electrolyzing water, and the oxygen obtained will be provided directly to the cells in his body.
Wei Huo left the tremendous cave. The cave door shut itself the moment he left. The gem was still embedded in the center of the door but it would not open for Wei Huo anymore.
Wei Huo untied the rope on the rock and swam upwards. Raindrops started falling from the sky as Wei Huo popped out of the water. A gush of cool wind blew towards Wei Huo and suddenly, his hair stood up.
Wei Huo touched his hair with his hand and he heard a crackling noise from the static electricity.
Wei Huo was left speechless. "..."
'Is this a natural punk hairstyle?'
Wei Huo knew that it happened because of his improficiency in controlling the electricity. Situations like that would not have happened if he was proficient enough.
Wei Huo went back to his ship and saw that the panda was chewing on a string of iron wire instead of sleeping. It seemed that pandas had a nickname called the Iron Eater[2]…
A brilliant idea suddenly struck Wei Huo's mind as he saw the wire coil.
'Electric Motor Manufacturing!'
Wei Huo had the skill to control electricity now, and he needed the practice to increase his proficiency. Moreover, the destroyed sails had slowed down his ship's speed.
The problems would be easily solved if he manufactured an electric motor.
Wei Huo ran to the hold of the ship. He found some iron coils, magnets, and wire cords which were still in good condition.
He studied those tools attentively, trying to understand the operating principles of each tool and figuring out how to manufacture an electric motor. He was brainstorming the manufacturing methods available and had finally made up his mind...
Wei Huo then opened the 'Electric Motor' blueprint in the system and installed it on the ship. He put the materials inside and the next thing he knew, the electric motor had been automatically manufactured.
'Isn't that fascinating?'
'Well, it's a game. You don't have to be too particular with the details.'
The next step would be the power supply. There was a lot of power supply equipment in the blueprint. That equipment was prepared for the players. Otherwise, things would go wrong if most of the devices were destroyed and the players did not know how to build and repair them after time had recovered.
God would not make such a blunder.
Every player was provided basic manufacturing blueprints. More advanced equipment like the nuclear reactor, spaceship engine, and anti-gravity system cannot be manufactured at that moment. Players would have to collect the blueprints for equipment that required advanced technologies. Collecting these blueprints would probably be a mystifying journey too, for example, the need to scan the equipment using scanners in order to register the blueprints?
The power supply equipment blueprints included Solar Panel, Wind Power Generator, Tidal Energy, Geothermal Energy, Thermal Power, Hydroelectric Power, and so on. On the other hand, the power storage equipment blueprints included a Battery, Lithium Battery, and so on. Unfortunately, Wei Huo did not have the materials, so he could manufacture that equipment.
However, Wei Huo could now solve the fundamental problem of inoperative electrical appliances with the God of Thunder Skill.
Wei Huo became a new electric generator. He could generate electricity as long as he eats and trains his Qi energy.
'Let me show you the Legendary Human Electric Generator.'
Wei Huo grabbed the tip of the electric motor's wire and began to generate electricity. Unfortunately, nothing happened to the electric motor as the electricity generated by Wei Huo was still too weak. It was not enough to start the electric motor.
[1] Initially referred to as 马化腾. He is the founder, chairman, and CEO of Tencent, Asia's most valuable company, one of the largest Internet and technology companies, and the biggest investment, gaming, and entertainment conglomerates in the world. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ma_Huateng
[2] Iron Eater (a more direct translation) which can also be translated to Ailuropoda Melanoleuca was translated from the Chinese term 食铁兽 refers to the scientific name of the giant panda https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giant_panda.


Wei Huo has been ignored and overlooked by almost everyone his entire life, including God. In a bid to transform the world into a more game-like one, God halted time for all humanity except for Wei Huo, leaving him to fend for himself. The teenager has no choice but to strive for survival whilst waiting for the day humanity’s clock to start ticking again. But wait a minute! What if that wait is longer than a person’s lifespan? Follow Wei Huo on his survival journey in a world infested with mutated beasts and carnivorous plants.

<Pet! Petilil! Petilil!>While walking through the frosty forest of route 38, Petilil, a jolly Pokemon leaps around her trainer to beg for something.

"Petilil, is there anything wrong?" Camellia looked down on Petilil. She gave her Pokemon a smile and a nice pat on the head.

<Pet! Pet! Petilil!>Petilil tried her best to communicate with her trainer by using sign languages and body actions. Camellia still had a hard time figuring out what Petilil is begging for.

"Petilil says she wants to evolve," Lucario uttered telepathically towards Camellia's mind with the use of his aura.

"Oh really? Is that true Petilil? Do you really want to evolve?" Camellia questioned with a doubting face.

<Pet! Pet! Petilil!>Petilil nodded her head and leaped with joy. Her eyes sparkled and begged while her cheeks turned slightly red, just like a child begging for candy.

"Why do you want to evolve all of a sudden? Once you evolve, the actions couldn't be undone." Camellia warned and coaxed.

<Petilil! Pet! Pet!>Petilil nodded her head and implored louder.

"Petilil says she wants to evolve so that she could be as tall as Lucario. Right buddy?" Lucario translated to me Petilil's emotion and plead.

<Lucar!>Lucario deadpanned and nodded his head.

"Tall as Lucario? Ah... I see. Alright then, if you want to evolve then all you have to do is to eat a sunstone! Don't worry, I have one right here." Camellia smiled and scrambled her bag for the sunstone.

"Where is it!? Where is it!?" Camellia began to panic as she searched every corner of her bag. Petilil was starting to suspise Camellia of not having the stone in her bag.

"Oh right, I forgot that I sold the stone back in Enju town." Camellia sighed.

<Pet... Pet...>Petilil's eye started to become teary and moist. 

"You sold the stone!? The one which Exploud gave you!?" Glade's tone rose.

"Well, um... they offered me 10,000 Prize money for the stone, so yeah. Hehe." Camellia uttered with an embarrassed and humiliated voice.

"Now you made your Petilil cry. Hey Kalem, can you ask Irys to give us details about where we can find a sunstone?" Glade suggested.

"Sure! Irys, we need your help!" I scrambled my bag for the Pokedex and pressed the power button. Irys started to reload and turn on.

[Good Day Trainers! What may I do for you?]

"Um Irys, can you tell us where we can find a sunstone?" Camellia inquired.

[Sunstones can be found deep in caves or caverns. They can also be bought in markets and department stores, if you want a free sunstone, look for a black market.]

"Black Market!? No way we're buying from that place. I suggest that we find the stone instead." Glade proposed.

"Hmm... Irys, can you give me details about the nearest cave from here?" I queried.

[Sure! The nearest cave from here is no other than Cave Alpha. This cave is said to be rich in evolutionary stones except for dawn and dusk stones which could only be found in Cave Omega.

Here are your chances of finding each stone:
Thunder Stone-12%
Leaf Stone- 14%
Water Stone- 3%
Fire Stone- 32%
Ice Stone- 11%
Moonstone- 88%
Sunstone- 2%]

"A 2% chance of finding a sunstone seems hard, but I'll do whatever I can to find one for my Petilil!" Camellia beamed with certainty while trying to comfort her crying Petilil.

The three of us continued to walk to route thirty-nine. This is the place where Cave Alpha could be found. Cave Alpha is said to be one of the most famous caves in the region for its abundant source of evolution stones. Its brother, Cave Omega, lies on the very tip of the region. It is somewhat called the 'Victory Road' of Laurenburg.

Passing through Cave Omega will lead you to Mount Alympus, the site of things to come and the exhilarating Pokemon League. 

"So... this is the cave?" Glade's voice trembled while looking at the entrance. Camellia tried to shout at the cave, her voice vibrated and echoed.

"Lucario...  I'm scared." Shaymin trembled in fear while hiding behind Lucario's leg.

"It's going to be fine. I detect 590 auras belonging to Pokemons and not humans. We'll be safe." Lucario boasted his power and ability to sense auras while giving Shaymin a grin.

"Well yeah? What kind of Pokemons do the 590 auras belong to?" Shaymin questioned.

Camellia took the first step towards the cave. Her footstep vibrated loudly and echoed throughout the whole cave. What's more terrifying is that the voice belonging to Whismurs vibrated throughout the cave, giving a scary and spooky eerie.

"Heatmor, come out!" Heatmor's Pokeball is tossed up to the cave's ceiling.

<Heat! Heatmor!>Heatmor thought that there was another Pokemon battle, he did his fighting stance while preparing to launch a powerful and fiery attack.

"Heatmor, relax. I'm just going to put this gem on you. It's known as the Poketrans gem, it is used as a symbol of ownership, and can be used to translate your words.

From now one, you're officially mine!" I explained thoroughly while calming Heatmor's excessive determination and passion for battling. Heatmor licked my face after seeing the gem on his neck. He enjoyed and liked the piece of jewelry.

"Kalem! Kalem! Kalem!" Heatmor beamed with gratitude while hugging my body tightly while his long tongue licked my face.

"Heatmor stop! You're tickling me. I need you to light this stick for me." I giggled while trying to remove my grip for Heatmor.

I pointed the stick on Heatmor while fire surrounded his long tongue. Heatmor spewed fire unto the stick, and a luminous light source for us was created.

"Great work Heatmor! You did a great job. Now return to your Pokeball." Heatmor gave a smile and went back to his Pokeball.

For the next hour, we searched and walked around the cave. Irys was right, Moonstones are extremely abundant in this cave. Not a single sunstone could be found... yet. Petilil was starting to lose hope as her eyes continued to sparkle and beg for the stone.


"Petilil, please don't use hope. I'll find the stone I promise." Camellia uttered with certainty while trying to comfort her Petilil.

As we walked through the cave, we saw countless wild Pokemons. One of them was a violet Pokemon with two gems as eyes. This Pokemon is called Sableye, Camellia's Pikachu was able to defeat it right away.

Mienfoo trained with Glade throughout our journey in the cave. He attacked the surrounding Pokemons such as the Zubats, Golbats, and the rarest of them all, a Crobat. 

While walking through the cave, we encountered a chubby man wearing a brown thick vest, has a black beard, and an explorer cap. He held a large bag on his back, filled with lustrous and vibrant evolution stones. His weight couldn't support his legs, that's why a sturdy wooden cane helped him navigate around. Hiker Hanson is his name, a man of adventure and exploration. Camellia's eyes were hooked after seeing a sunstone inside the hiker's bag.

"Hey smarty pants, I thought there were no humans." Shaymin teased sarcastically.

"Um... I guess I was wrong. Hehe..." Lucario uttered with a humiliated and embarrassed face.

"Oh, my! What are a bunch of kids doing in here?" The Hiker questioned.

"Hi there! My name is Camellia, and I was wondering if I could buy that Sunstone." Camellia beamed with relief after seeing a glimpse of the sunstone inside the hiker's bag. 

"Buy? I'm sorry, but this sunstone is not for sale." The hiker apologized and walked passed through me and my friends.

"Wait! Please, I'll pay anything for the stone." Camellia halted and begged.

"Anything you say?" The hiker turned his head backward with interest and attention.

"Yes! Look at my Petilil, she's crying because she wants to evolve. Please, how much for the stone?" Camellia questioned.

"Oh, your Petilil has a cute face. So, I'll give the stone for free!" The Hiker offered.

"Really!? Thank you so much!" Camellia beamed with exuberance and joy.

"...That's if you defeat me in a one on one Pokemon battle. Haha! Geodude, come out now!" The Hiker laughed and bargained with confidence. He sent out a Geodude, with an odd look on its face.

"I see... an Alolan Geodude, Pikachu you're up!" Camellia examined Geodude's features. It has two eyebrows, and an odd color different from the original Geodude.

"So are you from the Alola region Mr.?" Glade questioned.

"Haha! Of course I am, I went here for some little vacation. Let's get this battle started, Geodude use Roll out now!"

"Pikachu, Iron tail!"

*Geodude's Roll out was countered with Iron tail. It pushed Geodude back to the hiker.*

"Pikachu, now follow it up with Quick attack!"

"Geodude, no!" The Hiker panicked and got worried for his Geodude. Quick Attack is a move that is hard to dodge.

"Camellia's way of battling is amazing." I watched Camellia and her Pikachu battle with awe. I complimented her on my mind.

"Pikachu, use Iron Tail one last time!" Camellia instructed.

<Pika! Pikachu!>Pikachu's tail turned into metal as it slams into the foe's head.

"Camellia is fully aware that electric type moves don't do well. She's smarter than you Kalem." Glade teased.

"Geodude return! I guess you truly are an amazing trainer. Tell me, how many badges do you have?" The hiker questioned.

"Me? I don't participate in gym challenges sorry. My friend Kalem is the one who competes." Camellia explained and clarified.

"Ah! I see you should compete someday. You're a trainer with good potential. Anyways, here is your sunstone for your cute Petilil!" The Hiker suggested and tossed the stone to Camellia's hand. Petilil was happy and proud to see the sunstone.

"Petilil I did it! I got the sunstone." Camellia beamed with joy.

<Pet! Petilil!>Petilil's eyes sparkled while trying to reach for the stone.

Camellia smiled and handed the stone to Petilil. She opened her mouth widely and gobbled the stone into pieces. Petilil never felt better, she started to sprout into an elegant flower called Liligant.

Lilligant dons a scarlet flower with white spotted petals upon its head; said flower has golden filaments with red anther, resembling a crown. It possesses dark green, linear leaves under the flower, and light green, linear leaves underneath the darker leaves. One of the light green leaves, on the back of its head, is about as long as its body and resembles hair. Two light green leaves loosely hang down from its head. Its head and abdomen are white and its eyes, which resemble seeds, are a light shade of scarlet. It has dark green, linear leaves for arms, and a golden sepal under its neck. It wears a large, light green, tulip shaped collection of leaves, resembling a dress. There are two long, dark green, linear leaves coming from its back to around the bottom of its "dress". It also possesses another golden, sepal-shaped extension underneath its "dress", resembling feet.

The flower is on Lilligant's head is very difficult to coax into bloom. Once it does bloom, it will wilt if Lilligant is then neglected. The flower emits a sweet-smelling aroma, and it is believed to have a relaxing effect on those exposed to the scent. It is a rare Pokémon that lives in forests. Lilligant is a female-only species with no male counterpart.

"Petilil, you evolved into Liligant!" Camellia beamed with bliss and hugged her newly evolved Pokemon.
"Gck..." Lucario was shocked with Liligant's new appearance. His cheeks turned slightly red while looking at Liligant's elegant manner.
"Lucario! I'm tall as you now." Liligant gushed to Lucario and smiled at him.
"Yeah... um, hehe." Lucario was speechless with his Liligant's look, his cheeks continued to stay slightly red.
Finally, after finding the sunstone and evolving Camellia's Petilil, we can now continue our journey to Glacevelt city. Only one route remains, before we reach the city. Only time will tell what problems we'll encounter on route forthy. As the journey continues...

I am Kalem, I had a common dream, a dream to become a Pokemon master, a dream to travel and adventure out through different regions. But that dream was crushed and destroyed... After hearing the news about the death of my parents, I started to lose interest on becoming a Pokemon Master.

I was adopted by an orphanage, there I met two persons who would soon become my best friend. Them, together with the headmaster helped restored my dream to become a Pokemon Master, and that was when I knew that my Parents were alive.

So me, together with my two friends travelled across the land finding clues and mysteries about my parents. As I travelled to seek for my parents, me and my friends saw something we would never forget...

A prophecy, a prophecy that was about to be full filled, that prophecy had something to do with my parents.

Los Angeles, after all, was the largest metropolitan area in the United States, with more than 13 million residents in the metropolitan area alone and nearly 20 million in the greater Los Angeles area.
 
With such a population, a high number of houses was inevitable. There were millions of houses scattered in the area. Just in the metropolitan area, there were several real estate auctions every day.
 
This business was much bigger than that of warehouse auctions. There was always more real estate than warehouses around.
 
Although the number of warehouses to be auctioned was larger than the number of houses due to the mobility of the population, the auction frequency of real estate was higher. After all, the value of real estate was high, and the number of houses could not be accumulated over time. At most, 20 or 30 houses would be auctioned at a time.
 
The auction was followed by another in the metro area on Monday of the second week of September, when more than two dozen more houses were put up for bidding.
 
Li Du was not daunted by the previous two auctions, and he took the treasure hunters to the auction again.
 
There were more houses up for sale. Meanwhile, more people in the business, and at Logan's urging, the local real estate dealers of Los Angeles, formed a massive alliance against Li Du and his men.
 
Logan with a group of select dealers was there just to follow Li Du's bids. Li Du participated in the auction and met Logan again.
 
They failed again in this auction, and Li Du got nothing. Fortunately, he urged the treasure hunters not to fight with the real estate dealers just for the sake of winning, so they would not fall into a trap and bid at a loss again.
 
Of course, even a person with a good temper will get angry. The real estate dealers attacked them with sarcastic words, and the treasure hunters were hot-tempered men. When they were thus insulted, some of them could not help trying to compete in the bidding.
 
This was the trap. After they made their offer, the tenant would usually stop bidding, and eventually, the houses would fall into the hands of treasure hunters. Most often, these houses were garbage with no transaction value.
 
As he led a group of dejected treasure hunters out of the auction hall, Li Du bumped into Logan, who smiled and said, "It seems I was wrong to look down on you, man. It appears like you have some guts."
 
Li Du said without caring, "It doesn't matter, we have nothing to lose. We are here to open our horizons and gains some experience."
 
Logan said, giving him the thumbs up, "You have a great attitude. I like you, Chinese man, but you are too much of a jerk. I hope you come to real estate auctions more often. I expect your mind will be a lot more open in a few years."
 
Li Du looked at him and said, "Well, I don't just make money on real estate. If you know a little about me, I live in a manor that cost ten million, and I don't care very much about this small profit or loss. I have many ways to make money."
 
Logan scanned the treasure hunters around him with an odd smile. "Of course I know that. You're rich. But what about your men? Not only do they lose money, they don't make any. I want to see what you can do."
 
With these words, he left with his men trailing behind him.
 
Tulis said angrily, "I wish I could smash his teeth in. Listen to that bastard. He thinks he's God."
 
Ollie said helplessly, "He has a point, though. Li, how are we going to make money in the future?"
 
Li Du said, "Don't worry, I have other ways of making money, and so do you. Is it because we have attended too many real estate auctions that you have forgotten our old carrier?"
 
"You mean warehouse auctions?"
 
Li Du nodded. "Go back and rest, there will soon be an auction event in California. I will tell you which warehouse is valuable. These days I have been studying this auction, and I'm telling you this time we have a lot to do!"
 
His determined tone and confident expression set the treasure hunters at ease, and before they got on the subway, Tulis asked, "Big Li, is there anything else we can do before the warehouse auction?"
 
"Of course, rest and regain your energy," Li Du smiled and stepped onto the subway.
 
Two stations later, he walked out of the subway station, and just as he came to the ground, several African American teenagers who had been leaning on railings smoking cigarettes came up to him.
 
Li Du met the teenagers at the entrance of the subway. He already knew that they were the youngsters' gang of Los Angeles. They were very tough and loved to cause trouble even more than normal gangsters.
 
Li Du did not care about them. Whatever happened to these people, it had nothing to do with him. These teenagers would surely spend their lives in prison, and their fate was written.
 
However, this time it was different. As the boys passed by, someone waved, took something out of the bag and threw it at him, Hans, and Brother Wolf.
 
A cloud of white dust suddenly appeared. Li Du and Hans were talking and laughing, and they did not expect such a thing to happen. Because it was too sudden, Li Du did not have time to use the little bug to slow down time, so he did not manage to avoid the dust.
 
However, Brother Wolf kept alert from beginning to end. When the dust fell, he went and pushed Li Du away.
 
Li Du stumbled forward and rushed a few steps away from the dust area, but Brother Wolf and Hans were still inside.
 
As the dust appeared, the African American teenagers pulled out their daggers, electric batons, and baseball bats and dove into the dust.
 
They were familiar with the situation. They were quick and fierce, charging into the dust and brandishing their weapons.
 
Acting together, they rushed into the dust cloud. Li Du managed to escape from their attack. However, Brother Wolf and Hans became the targets.
 
Brother Wolf was ready and kept his wits about him. His vision was destroyed by the dust, but he quickly prepared. A baseball bat hit his back.
 
When Li Du saw the situation was not good, he quickly rushed back.
 
At that time a scream came out from the dust. "F**k you!"
 
The scream came from Hans. Li Du was worried, so he slowly took out the Taser from his black hole, and snapped three shots at the three teenagers.
 
Although the dust affected his vision, the distance was close, and he could distinguish the figure of the three teens. He did not miss, and the three youths fell to the ground.
 
There were four to five teenagers left in the dust. Hans fell to the ground and they whipped him with baseball bats and iron bars. Li Du kicked whomever he could reach and two teenagers fell to the ground. The others quickly fled away when they saw their partners fall.
 
The dust was pungent and caused his eyes to water. Li Du felt hot pain in his eyes because he did not protect himself.
 
He did not care to follow the boys, but took Hans, who was on the ground, and ran out!


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" On the screen showing the live broadcast, the Pig Iron Tyrant King threw his head back and roared towards the sky. His steel-like arms were dancing around wildly. In an instant, his opponent, a feeble-looking young man, was pulverized to pieces.
Although this was only a match in the Meru Realm, the fact that he went berserk made many viewers shudder.
"What the f*ck? The Pig Iron Tyrant King is really crazy!"
"Not just crazy. I heard that he is going ham for the sake of entering District Two and having a placing match with Luo Yunyang!"
"If Luo Yunyang wins another match, he will enter District One!"
"Do you think he can even beat Eldest Senior Brother? It's not just the Pig Iron Tyrant King. Dong Kenu is taking on matches frantically in order to get Luo Yunyang's District Two spot. I can't wait for it!"
"Yea, I hope that the Pig Iron Tyrant King can make a strong comeback."
"Stop watching this. The top-notch finals are about to begin. Yang Shang is participating in the first match!" a loud voice said through the screen displaying the broadcast.
Everyone watching the Pig Iron Tyrant King's match left instantly. Only the Pig Iron Tyrant King remained over there, roaring his head off.
The number of viewers watching this battle in the entire Meru Realm hit 150,000, while the broadcasting platform in the third spiral arm of the Milky Way hit more than 10 million viewers.
There was actually an extremely high fee for viewing the broadcast. One match cost one-tenth of a star dollar!
Luo Yunyang was also watching this match. Although he resided in the Top Blood District, he had never seen Yang Shang before.
Yang Shang had always been in seclusion. Luo Yunyang had also never seen Yang Shang, even when some Galaxy-Grade rulers had been giving lessons.
This was an extremely arrogant person!
When the broadcast turned on, the first person Luo Yunyang saw was a tall, large man with flowing long hair. Blood Disciples wore efficient, sturdy armor, yet this man was dressed in a gray combat robe!
Plus, there weren't even any weapons in his hands.
Ever since the competition had started, practically every Blood Disciple, including telekinesis users and martialists, used weapons in matches.
After all, weapons could amplify a warrior's combat strength. However, this person didn't have a single weapon on his body.
The instant Luo Yunyang saw this man, his first thought was that this was Yang Shang. Yang Shang's opponent was a grim-looking guy with three scars across his face.
The guy was holding a golden spear. When he saw Yang Shang, slight trepidation oozed out of his eyes.
"Yang Shang, it's my honor to have an exchange with you!" The man cupped his hands and spoke with a hoarse voice.
"Too much noise!" Yang Shang said in an indifferent tone. Then, he waved his palms and the vast lightning from the void gathered into a pool of lightning that enveloped his opponent whole.
The guy was terrified. However, as the lightning barrage descended, his spear transformed into a long dragon in the sky.
In terms of exquisiteness, it seemed like this guy's technique might have come out slightly on top. However, as the boundless lightning flames surged towards him, the guy shrieked. In the end, he was turned into nothing.
This battle had been simple, yet fierce. However, victory had been decisive. After triumphing, Yang Shang vanished into the void.
How mystical! This was the first thought Luo Yunyang had after witnessing Yang Shang's battle.
If he had a match with Yang Shang, what would his odds of victory be? Luo Yunyang wondered.
He could not answer this question. Yang Shang had only displayed the tip of the iceberg of his power after all. He had completely relied on his massive strength and control of Lightning-Based Origin Source Law to defeat his opponent.
Luo Yunyang didn't turn off the video after watching Yang Shang's match. Instead, he followed it up with Yun Dongyang's match.
Yun Dongyang was different from Yang Shang. The moment he appeared on the screen, it was very difficult to discern his actual position.
There were 36 illusions that seemed completely real! Only Yun Dongyang's eyes could be seen through the long black robes he wore.
Yun Dongyang's opponent was very tense.
This was a rare female Blood Disciple. Her tall, slender frame made her appear like a tenacious panther.
The lady, who was wielding two crescent blades in her hands, charged frantically at the illusions the moment Yun Dongyang appeared.
Her strategy was clear. Since she couldn't differentiate between the many Yun Dongyangs, she would just destroy them all.
However, when her blade sliced apart one of Yun Dongyang's illusions, she crashed straight to the ground.
Although this was a live broadcast, it was very difficult to know the actual circumstances on sight. Therefore, none of the outsiders knew what exactly had happened.
Yun Dongyang left just like Yang Shang, without waiting for a ruling on his victory.
His 36 illusions disappeared at the exact same time, so it was impossible to determine exactly which body was his.
"That's sick!" stated a comment left on the broadcasting platform by a spectator among the hundreds of empires in the third spiral arm of the Milky Way. 
"I think that even a Nebula-Grade powerhouse might not necessarily be able to beat Yun Dongyang."
Less than a minute after this comment was posted, someone replied, "I am a Nebula 3-Grade powerhouse, and I can say with certainty that if I had been standing there, I would definitely have lost as well."
These discussions made Yun Dongyang's reputation rise. People used the words 'mysterious' and 'powerful' to describe him.
Tie Wudi and Wen Jingxuan were equally breathtaking. Besides the two of them, who were viewed as top-notch powerhouses, other people performed just as brilliantly during their matches.
Even though there was a certain gap, inferior competitors would strive their hardest to obtain victory. Although the superior ones would eventually be victorious, they'd still show their true ability.
"Blood Disciple Luo Yunyang, your match will be starting in one minute. Your arena will be the Dark Mysterious Ocean. The gravity there is 200 times higher than on an ordinary planet, and the temperature is -1,000 degrees!"
As Luo Yunyang was engrossed in watching the battles, a familiar voice rang in his ear.
Luo Yunyang, who wasn't really scared about his battle with Qin Donglai, took a deep breath and entered the Meru Realm with his consciousness.
He appeared on an expanse of ocean. The temperature didn't affect Luo Yunyang much, but he knew that Qin Donglai was most proficient in Water-Based Origin Source Law and combined Water and Lightning-Based Origin Source Law to practise the Electric Water Path. In the ocean, Qin Donglai would definitely act like a fish in the water.
"This is indeed an expanse of ocean. It is plain that the Bloody Massacre Path's upper echelons don't really like this Luo Yunyang fella."
"My guess was spot-on. Ha ha ha! Sit tight and watch Sick Luo get slaughtered!"
"You can do it, Eldest Senior Brother! We believe in you!"
All sorts of messages appeared on the Meru Realm's platform as Luo Yunyang appeared. There were even some people who encouraged this. "Eldest Senior Brother, we want to see an electrocuted fish! We will add one star coin for each additional minute of oppression!"
These clearly provocative words immediately received a lot of support.
The ashamed Pig Iron Tyrant King had come, and so had Dong Kenu. The two of them didn't say anything, but their names on the platform were a clear display of their stance that spoke volumes.
When Luo Yunyang emerged, a figure also appeared about 10 meters away from him. It was a middle-aged man in his 40s. The man, who didn't have a tall frame, had some white strands in his hair.
"You went a little overboard during your previous match with the Pig Iron Tyrant King, Yunyang," said Qin Donglai as soon as he glanced at Luo Yunyang.
Luo Yunyang had never imagined that this man, who had the reputation of an Eldest Senior Brother would actually give him a reprimand right off the bat!
If the Pig Iron Tyrant King hadn't been so unbridled, Luo Yunyang wouldn't have made him sing and dance. However, this was already done. Luo Yunyang had no regrets.
Besides, he had a stubborn personality, so he simply didn't listen to preaching. He felt irritated just listening to Qin Donglai's words of experience.
"You get treated the way you treat others. Today, I will let you experience the humiliation that the Pig Iron Tyrant King felt!" Qin Donglai seemed full of self-confidence as he gazed at Luo Yunyang.
"The Eldest Senior Brother is great indeed. He has the air of an elder brother. I like him!"
"His words are really righteous. You get treated the way you treat others. I believe that this time Sick Luo will suffer!"
"The Elder Senior Brother's Electric Water Path is not just adept in offense. It is also great in defense. Given the Eldest Senior Brother's mind powers, he surpasses ordinary people by far. Luo Yunyang will fall without a doubt!"
"The Eldest Senior Brother is mighty. He will definitely teach Luo Yunyang the lesson he deserves. He he he… How touching!"
"Best to make him suffer for an entire day. Let him see what being trapped in an Electric Net with no escape is like!"
"Everyone, I think that Luo Yunyang wouldn't be able to endure five minutes inside the Electric Net before kneeling and begging for mercy!"
"Five minutes? You are really overestimating him. His Omnipresent Net Technique is already ineffective. Against the Eldest Senior Brother's Electric Water Path, his four blades will be very difficult to control. He will certainly be defeated!"
Although Luo Yunyang couldn't see all these comments, he was still pissed. His heart was raging, yet he still had a pleasant smile on his face.
"He he… You think that I went overboard with the Pig Iron Tyrant King?" he told Qin Donglai teasingly. "He he… What else did I do wrong? Hurry up and say whatever you want. I won't change anyway, but don't let these words stifle you to death!"
Qin Donglai was a little flabbergasted when he heard this. This man was just too shameless!
Luo Yunyang didn't care. Instead, he just drew a blade and brandished it.
His blade was one-meter long!
According to the rules of this competition, every competitor could have 10 types of weapons. However, they were only able to choose one per match.
Although this blade had been placed together with the four short blades, its luster had been overshadowed by the other four.
When Luo Yunyang drew this long blade, a faint look of astonishment flashed across Qin Donglai's eyes. This astonishment suddenly turned into trepidation.
It was clear that he had never imagined that Luo Yunyang would actually use a long blade!
"Cut the crap! Just take my blade!" 


Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids...
When the world experienced a cataclysmic event,the majority of living things died right away. Although humanity survived by hiding in the last safe zones, humans had to face mutated dire beasts and colossal source beasts that could break through the space barrier and enter the earth at any second.
Luo Yunyang, a young man who grew up in those calamitous times, obtained an attribute regulator and set out to walk the path of supremacy!

The huge lecture hall was so silent that even a pin dropping on the ground could be heard clearly.
Many people were still reeling in the bizarre scene. Meanwhile, the young martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two were considering whether they should go up to attend the lecture.
The first few rows in the front had always belonged to Inner Sacred Martial Hall. This hidden rule had been passed down in the Sacred Martial Hall for a very long time. But today, the front row wasn't occupied by the martial artists of inner Sacred Martial Hall. No one could swallow this.
Huang Fengwan looked at Qin Fen, then, he turned his gaze to the batchmates of Building No. One twenty-two before nodding his agreement helplessly. How could he back down timidly in front of so many people?
The martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two, seeing the leader also agreeing, stood up and made their way to the first row under the watchful gazes of the crowd, one after another.
First row! It had always been the domain of Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
At this moment, the martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two were inexplicably excited. Under the watchful gazes of everyone, they could not help but straighten their spines. Even their gait and swinging of their arms were stronger than before. Their blood had started to seethe.
A dazed Sammartino, who was standing by his side, looked at his own body, puzzled. How come my limbs aren't listening to me at all? How could I cower in front of so many people? This is truly disgraceful!
The undefeated Inner Sacred Martial Hall was actually forced to retreat by just a shout from a basic-type Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artist. This was a shameful matter for the entire Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
Watching the Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two coming over, Sammartino's anger that was momentarily smothered for no reason was reignited! Immediately, visible blue electric sparks flickered around the iron fan in his hand, making constant crackling noise like the sound of firewood after it was ignited.
Huang Fengwan looked at Sammartino with vigilance as he sped up his footsteps towards Qin Fen.
One step... two steps... three steps...
Suddenly, Sammartino's muscles pulsated as blue sparks crackled about his body. His eyes, too, flickered with blue sparks. "Outrageous."
Sammartino raised the iron fan as he shouted. His body, which he had regained control of, bent momentarily before the iron fan rushed out like an arrow fired from a bent bow. Immediately after, the iron fan opened completely with a clang like a peacock fanning out its feathers! It started cutting towards the back of Huang Fengwan's head!
Using the sword technique, Peacock Spreads its Feathers, the fan opened faster and its range also became wider. Whether Huang Fengwan jumped left, right, up, or down, he would still be within the range.
Sammartino had lost all his face after having lost control of his body inexplicably. He made a move all in order to regain his lost face. At the same time the iron fan opened, the fan surface was covered in blue electric arcs.
The metallic clang of this move brought back everyone's feelings back to the turbulent age of iron-hooved horses galloping on an ancient battlefield.
Before the martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two could warn Huang Fengwan, they discovered that Sammartino's fan was right behind Huang Fengwan.
Mark secretly praised in his heart after having seen Sammartino's attack. This guy is really powerful. Not only is Sammartino's Azure Electric Drive better than ever, his attack has also reached a whole new level. The fan seems alive. Its every strip is pulsating with the fan's momentum.
It looked like Sammartino wasn't the one controlling the fan. Instead, it moving with him.
So fast! Huang Fengwan screamed in his heart. He had been ready to kick the ground and retreat promptly. In the fact of the sudden onslaught of the fan from all directions, he was unable to dodge in left, right, up, or down directions. More importantly, the nine-star Azure Electric Drive crackling around him was more than what an eight-star martial artist could handle. If he so much as come in contact with any of it, he would be shocked and paralyzed, leading to fatal flaws.
Retreat was the only choice, the best choice.
Huang Fengwan's retreat was fast but Sammartino was faster. The edge of the fan was gaining on Huang Fengwan rapidly. The distance of three meters shrunk to one meter in the blink of an eye.
It's over! Huang Fengwan lamented as he saw the fan arrive before him in the blink of an eye. The gap between the two was simply too big.
The martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two closed their eyes immediately. They could not beat to watch their compatriot cut down by the fan.
Immediately, Qin Fen raised his hand and gasped towards them without even looking back. His fingers swelled to the size of little carrots like balloons, brushing past Huang Fengwan's cheek.
CLANG!
The fan with the Peacock Spread Its Wings was closed shut fiercely. The body of the fan made a crisp metallic sound subsequently! Sammartino felt a burning sensation coming from the palm holding the fan. He felt as if he was holding onto a red-hot piece of iron.
DING... TANG... CLANG...
Several different types of metallic sounds rang instantly. Qin Fen had grabbed ahold of the fan without even looking back. The fan was closed shut forcibly in the blink of an eye. And immediately after, the framework of the fan was twisted as he twisted his wrist along with his fingers before he pulled the fan towards him in the end!
Ren Tiansheng gasped breaths of cold hair repeatedly. To his surprise, Qin Fen had completely scrapped the iron fan shooting electric currents with just one hand in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint. Amazing!
Sammartino's feet suddenly slipped as Qin Fen pulled his arm. He felt as he was being dragged by a train. He simply had no strength to resist.
I have to let go! Sammartino promptly made a decision and let the iron fan in his hand loose. Just as he attempted to adjust his slipping body, he discovered that the big hand that was tightly holding the fan reached out suddenly, grabbing ahold of his wrist.
PA!
Sammartino simply didn't have the time to mount any counterattack or dodge; his wrist had been grabbed ahold of by Qin Fen. Qin Fen's arm trembled fiercely as he grabbed Sammartino's wrist.
Sammartino immediately felt a power gushing into his body like a billowing wave.
Everything happened so fast that Sammartino was unable to respond. All he heard was a series of his bones dislocating, again and again before unbearable bouts of pain raided him from over a hundred different locations.
Sammartino, who was overflowing with killing intent, slumped down like a boneless snake. His figure continuously shook in the air as Qin Fen's arm shook...
Bam... bang...
Sammartino's figure fell heavily on the ground just as the iron fan fell on the ground, raising a cloud of dust up to everyone's head.
"What... what did you do to me?" Sammartino wanted to get up but he found that every part of his body was screaming from pain!
Muscles Separation and Bones Dislocation! An ancient oriental term quickly flashed in Sammartino's mind. He barely raised his only active tibia and stared at Qin Fen's back.
Ren Tiansheng took a long breath of cold air as he stared at Qin Fen with shock and surprise. Muscles Separation and Bones Dislocation! It sure is the Muscles Separation and Bones Dislocation, but this young man had only touched Sammartino's wrist a bit and fiercely shook his arm yet he dislocated all of his bones with just shock, completely achieving Muscles Separation and Bones Dislocation.
What a terrifying technique, what accurate calculation! He sent shock energy into the opponent's body and hit every joint precisely, so precisely that it only dislocated the joint; did not shatter them!
Ren Tiansheng could not help but gulp several times. Talking about just defeating Sammartino, he could have defeated Sammartino faster but if he used shock energy to dislocated Sammartino's entire skeleton, he really couldn't do it.
Separating Muscles and Dislocating Bones... Ren Tiansheng was confident that he could separate Sammartino's joints with a touch but he couldn't tear a human apart by grabbing just a part of the body.
Strong! Too strong! I want to take this kid as my disciple... no! Ren Tiansheng shook his head again and again. Judging by his technique and aura of power, the only obvious difference between us is star-class. I can't have a guy like him as my disciple, I need to communicate with him on equal footing... equal footing...
Ren Tiansheng looked at Qin Fen, feeling a bit unsure. Can I really discuss martial arts with this young man on an equal footing? He is so young, it should be okay, right? It can't go as far as I, a fourteen-star martial artist asking him, a ten-star martial artist for advice, right?
Compared to the expert Ren Tiansheng, who could recognize the artistry, the layman inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artist and the other onlooking martial artists in the vicinity were all stunned.
Insta-win!? No! It's even faster than insta-win! Everyone first glanced at the iron fan on the ground. It had lost all the semblance of an iron fan. It looked more like a scrapped bar of iron.
Then, they turned their gaze at Sammartino, the leader of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall freshman who was currently lying on the ground, groaning.
The young martial artists were unable to understand exactly what just happened. Much to their dismay, something had dislocated Sammartino's bone, causing him to crash on the ground. This kind of fear of the unknown was even more worrying. At this moment, all the astonished eyes were focused on Qin Fen.
What just happened!? Mark asked himself. He looked at Alice beside him, only to discover that even his companion of recruit tournament was oblivious to what just happened.
A stunned Mark stared at Qin Fen. This guy has actually become so strong!? He didn't even bother to look at the nine-star martial artist Sammartino and destroyed his iron fan as well as dislocated all his bones with just a casual grab!? He defeated Sammartino as easily as strangling a chicken...
Mark then turned his attention on Brooks. Then he discovered that none of the opponents he had faced in the recruit tournament back then were astonished by Qin Fen's performance.
Did they also... Mark subconsciously took half a step back and shouted from the bottom of his heart, "Impossible!" I worked so hard! Here I thought that I would have surpassed my previous competitors after training so hard in the Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
But who would have thought that when I encountered them again, it would be me who was so thrown far behind by my competitors?
Staring at that wide back of Qin Fen in a daze, Sammartino felt it grow bigger and wider suddenly as if it was no longer the back of a human but a huge cliff, a magnificent peak!
Qin Fen raised his hand and patted at the stump by his side, "Huang Fengwan, come, sit here."
The martial artists of Building No. One twenty-two came to the first row and sat down, one after another. The young Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists glanced at Qin Fen with hesitation before giving up altogether resentfully.
As a martial artist who was able to enter the Sacred Martial Hall, they still had a basic insight. All of them were clearly aware of how big the gap between them was from a moment ago. If they went up, they would only be bringing shame to themselves.
"Members of Outer Sacred Martial Hall, don't think that the Inner Sacred Martial Hall will let this matter rest here! Let's go!"


"Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven." -KyleChow_
"He is a youth, a gentleman, and a scholar cultivating in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He has the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, producing clouds with a turn of a hand and rain with the other. This is a story about the clash of passions between neo martial arts and paleo martial arts. This is a story about transcending the apex, about forcefully slaughtering one's way into the legends. This is a story about fading into nirvana, about the prideful of heaven!
In this world, cultivating the paleo martial art known as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the pinnacle allows one to possess the enormous strength of ten dragons and ten elephants! In this world, the Nitrogen Freezing Magic can freeze even a volcano on the verge of eruption! In this world, the Magma Art can instantly melt and vaporize a glacier!
This is a heavy undertaking by Skyscrapper back in 2009! This is a story of affection, of love. This is a story never lacking in friendship. This story, overflowing with heated blood, is certain to cause your own passion to surge!
This is a radiant era where hot-blood, friendship, love, and heroes converge, shine, and interweave upon each other.
Click and fall in love with this legend." -Strivon (Translation of original synopsis)


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