Captain america: " Commander! the roaring commando is in place!"
iron man:"you are my godfather?!"
wolverine:…
underworld, avatar, etc
in a science fiction the world of the movie shuttles, and at the same time quietly changes the real world.
a dark mech slowly landing on the platform.
"boss, the press conference is about to begin

"Watch properly, put this rough end here and carefully insert it into the hole." Xu Yi took a half finished screw bolt and put it on the capping machine, "You have to pay attention to this next part. After you put it in, you must move away from the capping machine and you definitely cannot put your hand in. Otherwise, once the machine starts, it will destroy your entire hand, do you understand?"

Around Xu Yi were the hundred slaves Viscount Leslie had temporarily lent him. They were seriously listening to Xu Yi, nodding to signify they understood.

"Good, next you press down on this switch." Xu Yi reached out to softly press the on button for the capping machine.

The flowing light green and scarlet red light signaling magic flowing lit up and the head of the capping machine fell down.

"Hong——"

The sudden explosive sound caused the surrounding slaves to jump back in fright. Some of the more timid slaves even squatted down as their bodies trembled.

"Don't be afraid, it's not an explosion! Get up and look!" Xu Yi reprimanded, trying his best to regain order among the slaves.

Under the gazes of the slaves, Xu Yi took out the half finished screw from the hole of the capping machine, raising it to show everyone.

"Do you see this? This side of the screw has a cross shaped groove on it, that means that the product is finished. What you need to do now is check to see if the cross shaped groove matches the requirements." Xu Yi took out an iron stick with a cross shaped tip and placed it into the head of the screw bolt, which fit perfectly, "Do you see this? If this stick can fit inside, it means that it meets the requirements and it can be taken to the next part of the process."

The slaves nodded like they understood and didn't understand at the same time.

To people like them who had positions as slaves, magic was not something they could touch at all. Not to mention a machine that seemed this complicated and mysterious. If it were normal times, they wouldn't even have the chance to touch this machine, not to mention operating it.

But since they came here, Heinz under Xu Yi's orders had treated the slaves impartially and was very comprehensive about their living conditions. This filled the hearts of the slaves with gratitude towards Xu Yi and Heinz, therefore when Xu Yi had three slaves come forward to attempt controlling the machine, even if they had hearts filled with fear of the machine, they still obediently came forward to operate it.

Actually, the controls for the capping machine was very simple and these slaves had normal intelligence. Under Xu Yi's personal guidance, they overcame their fear of the machine and quickly learned how to operate it.

Seeing the three slaves he picked out gradually become more proficient, Xu Yi nodded in satisfaction. He had the three of them keep working before bringing the rest of the slaves to another machine.

"Compared to the previous machine, this Magic Thread Rolling Machine is a bit more complicated, so you have to watch properly. You can't make any small mistakes."

Xu Yi picked out five slaves and demonstrated to them how to operate the Magic Thread Rolling Machine. He made sure that they didn't have any problems.

After demonstrating how to use the Magic Thread Rolling Machine, Xu Yi brought the remaining slaves to one final machine.

This was made with a cooperation between Xu Yi and Master Lanus, it was the newly made Miniature Magic Punch Press.

"This machine is relatively simple to operate, but it is much more dangerous than the other two machines. If you don't pay attention, there wouldn't be a problem turning your entire body into a meat patty, so you have to be seriously careful." Since these slaves didn't have any knowledge of how dangerous these magic machines were, Xu Yi had to warn them first. He proposed a set of very strict work guidelines to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"Watch properly, place this iron sheet here first. You have to be careful, this iron sheet has to perfectly fit into the model, there can't be any cracks at all. Next, you close the model and move back a bit before pressing the on switch."

"Peng——"

The Miniature Magic Punch Press's two giant sides crushed together and the lat iron sheet under the giant pressure turned into a half circular Magic Fan outer cover.

This Miniature Magic Punch Press was naturally used to create batches of Magic Fan outer covers.

In this new workshop that had only been built for two days, there were five different kinds of magic machines that were responsible for making the different parts of the second generation Magic Fan.

With the help of these machines, the requirement for human skill was lowered, so Xu Yi could finally give up on those blacksmiths in Banta City. Just based on the slaves Viscount Leslie gave him, he could produce the Magic Fans.

Of course, the Magic Array that was the core of the Magic Fan still required the students to finish.

After he finished teaching these slaves how to operate the machines, Xu Yi had the slaves scatter and he taught them how to assemble a single Magic Fan from the components.

If assembling the complete Magic Fan was a very complicated process, then after separating them into several parts, it became incomparably simple.

One group of slaves only needed to learn how to put together a few pieces, another group needed to learn how to thread iron wire into the same place and form a protective net, and another group had an even more simple job which was to put in the screw bolts…..

These slaves hadn't undergone any learning at all, so their understanding abilities weren't too high, but as long as their intelligence was normal, they could grasp this simple work without any problems.

Xu Yi worked all morning and these slaves began to familiarize themselves with their work. The entire workshop was filled with an intense working environment.

Xu Yi happily looked at his achievement and gave a satisfied nod.

Next, as long as the number of workers were adjusted based on their efficiency, the entire line would proceed much more smoothly.

As for this work, of course it was given to Heinz as the plant manager to handle, it didn't need Xu Yi to personally care about this.

Seeing the slaves become more and more familiar with the controls of the machines, Xu Yi suddenly realized that he seemed to have neglected a superiority he had on the Sines Continent.

Compared to the highly developed industrial system on earth, perhaps there were many things the Sines Continent couldn't compare to.

But there was one superiority where earth lacked far behind the Sines Continent.

That was energy.

Earth's main energy sources are petroleum, coal, water, wind, solar, nuclear energy, and etc…...

Of these energy sources, whether it was using petroleum, coal, or the developing nuclear energy technology, they all had one fatal flaw. That was the fact that they were serious pollutants.

In any industrialized country on earth, the environment would suffer from the pollution and destruction caused by this industrialization. Finally, they would have to spend a large amount of manpower and effort to restore the environment.

As for hydro, wind, and solar power that had few pollutants, because their energy efficiency was low, they couldn't be brought into the mainstream.

Compared to this, the magic machines that Xu Yi was currently researching used Magic Arrays as their driving source. To keep these Magic Arrays working, one needed to use Magic Crystals.

No matter what kind of Magic Array it was, after the Magic Crystal consumed the magic inside, it would become a normal piece of stone. It wouldn't create any pollution at all.

Even the High Grade Magic Crystal, it was completely condensed from magic. So if all the magic inside was consumed, the Magic Crystal would then disappear and wouldn't leave a single trace, so naturally there also wouldn't be any pollution at all.

Other than that, Magic Crystals also had a bigger advantage which was that there was a higher energy efficiency.

Just a very small piece of Magic Crystal was enough to support the Magic Fan for three entire days. If one were to switch it out for a normal electric fan on earth, it would take at least three kilowatts of electricity.

Converting this three kilowatts of energy, according to the standard on earth, one would need to burn one kilogram of coal. At the same time, one would release as high as four kilograms of carbon dioxide emissions.

Based on the energy conversion and the scale of pollution, the Magic Crystal had an unparalleled advantage.

Not to mention that because of the low industrial base of the Sines Continent, the consumption of the Magic Fan Xu Yi made far surpassed the electric fans of earth that had been improved many times.

If this aspect could match the standard of earth, then the Magic Crystal consumption would be even lower.

As for the Magic Crystal? It could be found almost everywhere on the Sines Continent. Just Banta City alone had three large scale Magic Crystal Mines.

Moreover, since the Magic Crystals were very common, other than those high quality Magic Crystal Ores, the normal Magic Crystal Ores were basically ignored by everyone.

"Heinz, go buy some more Magic Crystal Mines." Xu Yi suddenly said to Heinz beside him who had been watching the slaves work.

"Ha? Why are you suddenly buying more Magic Crystal Mines?" Even if he was already accustomed to Xu Yi's sudden and random thought process, Heinz was still stunned, "If you want Magic Crystals, we can just buy them from other companies. If we were mine it ourselves, the cost will probably be even higher."

"No, we must buy some mines. We need to do our best to buy more and more." Xu Yi seriously said, "Remember, for things like energy, there will be less the more we use. No matter what, it's best if we can control it ourselves."

Heinz looked at Xu Yi with narrowed brows, not knowing why he suddenly had this kind of thought.

But he also understood that his foresight couldn't compare to Xu Yi. Since he already made this decision, he must have his own reasoning.

"Alright, I'll go take care of it."

Xu Yi grabbed Heinz's shoulder and urged in a deep voice, "Remember, this matter must be handled quickly and as secretly as possible, understood?"

Heinz couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Secretly? This was something that wasn't worth mentioning, was there a need to keep it a secret?

huH where am I, Tony said with a painful voice, looked around, isn't this the cave????
He got captured and imprisoned in a cave by a terrorist group called the Ten Rings. Yinsen, a fellow captive doctor, implants an electromagnet into my chest to keep the shrapnel shards that wounded him from reaching his heart and killing him. Ten Rings leader Raza offers him freedom in exchange for building a Jericho missile for the group, but he and Yinsen know that Raza will not keep his word.
He and Yinsen secretly build a small, powerful electric generator called an arc reactor to power Stark's electromagnet and a prototype suit of powered armor to aid in their escape. Although they keep the suit hidden almost to completion, the Ten Rings discover their hostages' intentions and attack the workshop. Yinsen sacrifices himself to divert them while the suit fully charges. The armored himself battles his way out of the cave to find the dying Yinsen, then burns the Ten Rings' weapons in anger and flies away, crashing in the desert and destroying the suit. After being rescued by Rhodes, he returns home and announces that his company will cease manufacturing weapons. Obadiah Stane, his father's old partner, and the company's manager advises him that this may ruin Stark Industries and his father's legacy. In his home workshop, he builds a sleeker, more powerful version of his improvised armor suit as well as a more powerful arc reactor for it and his chest. Personal assistant Pepper Potts places the original reactor inside a small glass showcase. Though Stane requests details, a suspicious he decides to keep his work to himself.
At a charity event held by Stark Industries, reporter Christine Everhart informs him that his company's weapons were recently delivered to the Ten Rings and are being used to attack Yinsen's home village, Gulmira. he dons his new armor and flies to Afghanistan, where he saves the villagers. While flying home, he was attacked by two fighter jets. He reveals his secret identity to Rhodes over the phone in an attempt to end the attack. Meanwhile, the Ten Rings gather the pieces of Stark's prototype suit and meet with Stane, who has been trafficking arms to criminals worldwide and has staged a coup to replace Stark as Stark Industries' CEO by hiring the Ten Rings to kill him. He subdues Raza and has the rest of the group killed. Stane has a massive new suit reverse engineered from the wreckage. Seeking to track his company's illegal shipments, Stark sends Potts to hack into its database. She discovers that Stane hired the Ten Rings to kill Stark, but the group reneged when they realized they had a direct route to Stark's weapons. Potts meets with Agent Phil Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D., an intelligence agency, to inform him of Stane's activities.
Stane's scientists cannot duplicate Stark's miniaturized arc reactor, so Stane ambushes Stark at his home and takes the one from his chest. Stark manages to get to his original reactor to replace it. Potts and several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents attempt to arrest Stane, but he dons his suit and attacks them. Stark fights Stane but is outmatched without his new reactor to run his suit at full capacity. The fight carries Stark and Stane to the top of the Stark Industries building, and Stark instructs Potts to overload the large arc reactor powering the building. This unleashes a massive electrical surge that causes Stane and his armor to fall into the exploding reactor, killing him. The next day, at a press conference, Stark defies suggestions from S.H.I.E.L.D. and publicly admits to being "Iron Man."
In the end, S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury visits Stark at home, telling him that Iron Man is not "the only superhero in the world", and explaining that he wants to discuss the "Avenger Initiative".

Tony Stark saved the day in “Avengers: Endgame” by wearing the infinity gauntlet and snapping his fingers. He passed away right after, with a line of blood down his left side. The death scene was almost a lot more gruesome at one point, though.
what if he didn't die goes back to his past with a powerful system where he was in the cave making iron man mark 1.
hahaha, tony laughed like a crazy man that echoed the whole cave.
This time something big is waiting for Thanos, All this time Thanos thought he has everything in control but he would never be expected that tony would go back to his past. Defeating him again but this time is one side slaughtering and an even bigger villain like Galactus will be faced by tony stark

"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)


The horrible pain from losing an arm made Lucien feel extremely dizzy. Every single one of his nerves twitched. However, the painful feeling did not affect his actions. Clenching his teeth tightly, Lucien ran toward the golem at his highest speed. He avoided the huge axe and came right in front of the golem.
Lucien punched the golem in its iron face mask. With a big bang, the black iron mask became sunken. Lucien's right hand thus bled badly.
The golem fiercely wielded the axe again. Lucien squatted quickly and avoided the attack. Once more, he accelerated and quickly ran around the golem, like a shadow. Again and again, Lucien seized every chance to punch in the golem's mask with his right fist.
One time, two times, three times…
The mask was severely damaged. However, Lucien's right hand also had become a mass of bleeding flesh. The sharp pain brought by every punch was beyond horrible.
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time…
Lucien managed to come right in front of the golem's chest. Using its heavy armor as the fulcrum, he turned his waist and punched again with all his strength.
Bang! The bones in Lucien's right hand were instantly revealed. And the iron mask directly broke into countless pieces!
Under the mask, there was a big, pale face imprinted with creepy black patterns, as if it was sewed together by several pieces of face skin. The momentum of Lucien's fist was so great that his punch did not stop when the mask broke, but instead directly hit the disgusting face made of rotten flesh!
Without the protection of the metal mask, the flesh-golem with no intelligence had no way to defend that vital part. The golem's head was its most vulnerable part!
This was Lucien's plan. He did not want to waste too much time on the golem. So, he directly targeted the golem's head!
In the spreading flesh and blood, the broken metal pieces fell onto the floor, as well as the huge axe in the golem's hand. When the golem knelt on the floor, his heavy head lowered. That was the end of it.
Carina's green eyes saw the bright red blood everywhere on the young sorcerer's linen clothes. Blood was still gushing from the cut of Lucien's missing left arm, although the flesh of the cut already started to wriggle and grow. Carina could see the white bones in his right hand, with blood dripping on the floor. However, as if he did not feel the pain, Lucien walked back toward them like a warrior who just went through a bitter war.
She wondered if he was really a sorcerer. Sorcerers did not fight like this.
She saw that Lucien picked up the heavy axe on the floor and walked toward her quickly.
The strong smell of blood rushed into Carina's nose and made her feel a bit dizzy. She saw that Lucien held the axe under his armpit and reached out his right hand to press on the collar on her neck.
The sorcerer started to cast some weird, incomprehensible spell. Now Lucien looked just like a devil from the abyss.
He kept focused. Like a knight using a magic item, Lucien used his willpower instead of spiritual power to activate the spell that was built based on the structure of the collar, and at the same time, the Blessing power in his right hand pierced into the key part of the collar.
Electric sparks burst out, and Carina twitched slightly. However, the collar clicked, and all the pain instantly disappeared.
Seizing the chance, Lucien grabbed the collar and threw it away.
In the air, the collar closed again!
Lucien could only open the collar shortly. He dared not to remove the spiritual imprint left by the old witch, or even in the underground remains she might know that something was not right here.
Carina's spiritual power instantly recovered, as if a barren river was nurtured by the rainy season.
"Thank you… Thank you, Mr. Lucien." Carina was very surprised, as her most precious thing had come back.
"Remember this spell." Lucien directly cut her off, and his voice became a bit hoarse from losing too much blood, "Then, use your spiritual power to stimulate the parts of the collar where the sunflower, Throne Tree, and the constellations patterns are."
Although Lucien could get rid of the collar on his own, the great pain and the dizziness from losing too much blood kept distracting him. Carina was also a sorcerer, so he did not have to take the risk.
Remembering spells quickly was a sorcerer's basic skill. After Lucien repeated the spell for three times, Carina already mastered it.
She focused and started to cast the spell in front of Lucien. Her spiritual power followed as she was casting and the power targeted the collar on Lucien's neck.
Several electric sparks burst out of the collar, but Lucien was already very used to it. After hearing the click, he quickly grabbed the collar with his right hand. His movement were way faster than Carina's!
Lucien felt that, instantly, his spiritual power had all come back. He also realized that both his soul and spiritual power had reached the fifth circle, which was probably not only because of the electric shock Lucien had received, but also some other reason.
Lucien did not have the time to think of the possible reasons. He instantly activated a third-circle necromantic spell, Healing, in his soul.
Since Felipe figured out the connection between the memory of cells and the healing power of grand knights based on the fundamental experiment contributed by Vicente Miranda, known as Thanatos, healing spells were not exclusively owned by the Church anymore. Each level of the school of Necromancy had some healing spells, however, when compared to the divine spells of the same level, necromantic healing spells were less effective, as if there was something important missing. Therefore, necromantic sorcerers sometimes also needed to use healing potions.
The milky white light covered the cut of Lucien's missing arm. The bones started to be repaired and the flesh started to grow. Soon, the horrible cut stopped bleeding and was covered with a thin layer of membrane.
Then, Lucien started to help Adam to get rid of his shackles. Carina copied his method to help Alva and Bullard out.
In Lucien's plan, ideally, he could have at least two assistants. The more assistants he had, the better it was.
As soon as the shackles on Adam's wrists were removed, his body suddenly blended in the darkness in the corner.
"Thanks, man!" Adam felt his power coming back to him after so many years, and he could not help laughing.
Lucien quickly turned to Alva to help him, while Carina helped Bullard out.
While keeping an eye around, Adam looked at the broken arm on the floor and said, "Man, you're really cruel to yourself. You got rid of the restraint at the cost of your arm, and you seem to keep so calm! Like… like this was not even your arm! There's no way I would do this…"
Lucien put on a smile but did not say anything. If it had been Adam, even though he was willing to lose an arm, he would still not be able to open the shackles.
Without understanding the entire structure of the shackles based on one's profound knowledge, one could never seize the chance to get rid of the shackles, even when his or her Blessing power was free for a very short time.
Also, for a knight, losing an arm was a horrible loss. For a long time, the knight would not be able to fight properly from losing his or her balance and speed. However, it was different for Lucien, a sorcerer. Losing a hand would not affect him too much.
After helping Bullard out, Carina turned around and said to Carina sincerely, "Mr. Lucien, thank you so much. We'll find a way for you to get your arm back later."
"We shall go to the energy core right now." Lucien could still feel the sharp pain in his cut, so he did not want to waste even a second. Turning around, he quickly ran toward the witch's lab. According to his observation, the energy core was close to the lab. However, neither Lucien nor Adam knew exactly where it was.
Lucien knew that the Congress was able to help him get his arm back, but he had to survive first. In order to survive, losing an arm was nothing to Lucien!
At the same time, to his surprise, after getting rid of the shackles and collar, Lucien was still not able to enter his spirit library or reach Rhine, as if there was some certain power in this place which blocked everything connected to the outside world.
After taking a few big steps, Lucien suddenly stopped and picked up his broken arm. Hanging the broken arm on his girdle, he continued to run toward the lab holding the huge axe under his armpit, and at the same time, cast defending spells on himself.
Carina and the rest of the adventurers felt what Lucien just did very creepy. However, knowing that they did not have much time to waste and the old witch might come back at any time, they followed Lucien quickly. Adam was the fastest one among them all.
...
The heavy sword in the flesh golem's hands fiercely struck downward, but Adam pounced on the golem directly with his body covered with a thick cluster of dark smoke.
As if the heavy sword just fell onto a pile of cotton, the hacking failed to do any damage. The darkness completely covered the edge.
A second later, when the darkness retreated. The golem's armor, as well as its body, became corroded by the dark smoke. Adam purposefully left the sword intact.
Alva knew that the sword was left for him. He quickly picked up the heavy sword on the ground. Adam probably did not need a weapon as he was very powerful, but Alva must have one.
On their way to the lab, because of Adam, the level five knight, and Lucien, the powerful sorcerer, all the golems guarding the key positions, as well as their leader, a level two flesh golem, had been easily killed by them. The magic item warehouse was not in this direction, so they did not have the time to find their items back first.
Right now they were very close to the core of the magic tower.
"The energy core was one of the forbidden areas in the tower, and it was protected by some very powerful magic circles. It's all on you now, man," Adam said to them cautiously. "If the witch notices what we are doing here, we're basically done."
Lucien slightly nodded. Although the magic tower of every senior-rank mage was more or less unique, their shared foundation was still The Guidebook to the Construction of Magic Towers and a Hundred and Seven Types of Magic Towers. Also, at that moment, the witch, which was the controller of the tower, was not in it, so Lucien was relatively confident that he could break the protecting magic circles, but he had no idea how long this was going to take.
He had to be very careful. One single mistake could alert the enemy or get himself killed by the senior-rank magic circles.
There was only one chance.

When Lucien was about to start, a strong wind blew from the other side.
Adam, in the darkness, instantly rushed in the direction. However, after a sharp cutting sound, Adam's figure appeared in the darkness again, but his face became pale.
In the corner to the right, a golem twice as tall as a man took a step forward with a huge hammer in its hand.
Its eyes were glowing in the red light, and its entire body was built with metal.


"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut."
In this magic world, knowledge is power.

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!

It was much slower going on the treadbike during the day. Between other vehicles, pedestrians and Arlene's occasionally mistaken directions, it was one O'clock before they'd actually arrived at their destination. Of course, it didn't help that they'd stopped for lunch, having both missed dinner and breakfast in the excitement of the escape from Lumiere. 

On arriving then, perhaps they shouldn't have been surprised that they weren't first on the scene. 
The Watch surrounded the door of her father's house, and had roped off the area with cords of hemp painted yellow and black. 
Before Arlene could even dismount and introduce herself, she'd found herself the centre of attention for the members of the Watch on the scene. 
A man bearing the chevrons of a sergeant stepped forward and gave the traditional greeting;

" Allo, allo, allo- what's all this then?" His duty done, he followed up with a more unexpected remark-"Come to turn yerselves in 'ave you now?"
Arlene's mouth opened and closed soundlessly for a moment.
The officer seemed rather surprised as well. 
"Well if you're not 'ere to turn yourselves in, why'd you bandits, immediately after fleeing your raid on the city of Lumiere, arrive at an active crime scene riding upon what appears to be a stolen vehicle?" 
Sometimes, even if you made the most logical deduction, you could still come to the wrong conclusion. 
"We didn't steal anything!" Harper protested, "We're students! Well, I'm going to be, and she was but-"
The officer nodded to the bike. 
"Well then, is that yours then? Bought and paid for it did you?"
"No...."
The officer raised an eyebrow. 
"No it's not yours, or no you didn't pay for it?"
"Neither! When the bandits were in Lumiere we were with a member of the watch, and helped subdue some- but we desperately needed to get across the city in a hurry, so we took one of their bikes!"
"So what you are saying is, that you were with a Watchman, and then he permitted you to commandeer this vehicle, and bring it with you, all the way to Gastielle? Simply because, as you say, you were in a hurry?"
"Well, not in so many words-"

"Young lady, even if the person you took it from had stolen it, that does not magically confer ownership onto you! Why didn't you return it to the watch in Lumiere so they could find the owner?"
Arlene felt the flow of conversation turning against them and so she decided to interject. 
"My father lives here. She insisted we take the bike with us so we could move as fast as possible! There are men after me and we thought he might've been attacked!"
The Watchman was unflappable. 
"And why exactly are there men after you? How did they know where your father lived- and 'ow exactly did they get to him first if you gave them the slip in Lumiere and came straight here?"
"Uh, they want something from me, and I think they thought he had it."
"What do they want? Is it something you stole?" Even though his voice was low and calm, the tension in the atmosphere was visibly rising. Harper could see that several of the Watchmen on the scene had zeroed in on her and were getting ready to try and stun her.
"For heavens sake, this is what they bloody want!" 
Arlene reached into her bag-
"HALT!" 
Arlene looked up. In the half second or so since she'd reached into her bag, no less than three Watchmen had drawn weapons. Heavy revolvers- and the sergeant had a two foot long stun-stick. One of the newer models, which could both electrocute and load non-lethal sprays. These were overkill for a routine investigation and more resembled what one might bring to subdue or kill a craftswoman. 
Arlene froze, anger and resolve draining out of her. If she hadn't done the necessary at the restaurant, she might've found herself in need of a change of trousers. 
"Now. Nice and easy, take your hand, out of the bag. No sudden movements, from either of you."
Arlene removed her hand from the bag, and put the loose Dragon Stone on the ground. 
"That's a rock." The Sergeant observed after a moments pause. 
"Yes."
"I think we'd better continue this down at the station. We'll get the facts straight over a cuppa. Any objections to that?"
The men hadn't holstered their weapons.
Arlene didn't look backwards and simply nodded slowly. 
"Good. I like it when people are reasonable. If your story checks out, you've nothing to fear. And because you've so vigorously championed your innocence, I'm sure you and your friend won't mind if we cuff you for the time being." 
Their preparations had extended to manacles- instead of standard hand-cuffs, they were circuff's. 
Designed with Craftspeople in mind, their chain wasn't particularly strong, but, a set of wires running between the cuffs served to deter individuals from breaking free of them. 
If any of the wires were severed, the inside of the cuff would immediately start delivering powerful electric shocks to the individual wearing them.
The Watch impounded the bike, and temporarily confiscated their bags and the Dragon Stone that Arlene had pulled out- the latter being logged as a potential item of evidence. 

Separated and put into rooms while their story was checked out, Arlene felt that this development was somehow unfair. She hadn't read all that many stories, but, she was pretty sure that after a daring escape came a life changing journey- not getting wrongfully.... well, actually perfectly reasonably arrested. 
If they'd just left that dang bike behind, maybe this wouldn't have happened... If only she'd been a little more firm with Harper. Hopefully their story could be verified before too much time passed. 

At last, after what felt like an eternity, the Sergeant returned, looking rather stiff.
"Arlene De'soto. May I introduce, Ambassador Dawson of Claire Paravel."
Standing behind him was a tall, stern man, with iron-grey hair and a pair of animal ears poking from the top of his head. He looked as if he'd been about to go to a party or something before he'd been called into the station, judging by the finery he was wearing.
Arlene, cautiously broached the important question.
"While, It's nice to meet the Ambassador, uhm, why exactly is he here?"
The ambassador coughed lightly. 
"I'm here because the Watch wished to know if I intended to press charges over the bike. After all, it was technically the property of my government. However, while I do not intend to press charges, I do wish to discuss with you, the circumstances that brought you here."
The watchman looked as if he'd bitten into something sour.
"I'm not unwilling, but do I have to?"
"While I did not intend to press charges, my attitude may change if I find my time has been wasted this evening. I had plans. Before you ask, as the concerned party, I naturally have the right to be here." 
Arlene still hesitated, but, finally laid out the events of the previous day, leaving out what happened on the tether-carriage. 
"So, as you can see, it's a rock, they want it- and I think my father might be in terrible danger because of it!"
Dawson sighed and pulled out a pair of polished spectacles, and a small, black volume. 
"... When I was made ambassador almost twenty years ago now, I was given a short, two sentence message by my predecessor along with this book, the contents of which are better for you not to know. I believe that you are who he was referring to... Ah, I see, it's them. That clears that up."
Without bothering to explain anything, he snapped the book shut. 
The sergeant stared at the volume hungrily, but, refrained from commenting. 
"Young lady, I don't know exactly what the stone does, but, I would like to invite you, and your companion if you so desire, to take shelter from the Ver... those agents, in my home country. I can assure you, every effort will be made to save your father in the meantime."
The sergeant bristled. "She's not taking the stone, that's evidence!" 
"Sergeant Cromwell, I never even mentioned the stone, but, as it so happens, if I drop my charges, I do believe that this young lady has no reason to remain within your custody- and moreover, while the stone is the target of these criminals, it has not as of yet been stolen. Keeping it as evidence, simply because someone desires to steal it, is not unlike the suggestion that the Watch should hold all the gold from a bank-vault as evidence because thieves may intend to steal it. 
Thus, if she does leave, I'm quite certain that you have absolutely no call to stop her from taking it with her, the stone being her grandfather's in the first place."
The ambassador's voice was smooth and even, but it was clear that everything about him rankled the sergeant.
"Well, as it happens Ambassador Dawson, while I no longer need to hold her here on charges, I will need to ask her some questions relating to the disappearance of her father. At the scene of the crime as it happens- and as you are not related to that particular crime, you can take your leave. Now."
The ambassador simply smiled, stood and silently walked out. 
"Arrogant toff... bringing politics into policing. Alright, first off, I cannot in an official capacity give any advice in relation to Ambassador Dawson. I know that just a few hours ago I mistakenly arrested you, which may have reduced your trust in my words. I will say though, that I wouldn't trust that smarmy git as far as I could throw him. Now I would like you to visit the crime scene at your fathers house. Would you like to bring someone with you for... emotional support?" 

And so, at dusk, Arlene and Harper stood together with members of the watch, a few meters away from where they'd been at one O'clock- but now with the fading glow of dusk behind them instead of the bright light of midday overhead.

Harper bit her lip for a moment, before murmuring to Arlene. 

"I think, at this rate, we really are going to run out of time."

An aspiring engineer's destiny changes when men attempt to rob 'the Dragon's Stone' from her- But, she's never even heard of it!

Luck - Hii Moon.  do you love me? 
Moon - Ummm
Luck - I think someone wants electric shock. 
Moon - Yes, yes I love you. 
Luck - Do you want to go shopping mall with me ?
Moon - No 
Luck - "Press button "
Moon - Aaaaaaaaah
Luck - so
Moon -Okkkk
Luck - Don't cry cuteykittybaby
Moon - ok
Luck - I'm sorry , I promise I will never give you electric shock . I love you,  " putting off necklace" Now I will never give you electric shock. 
Moon -" sniff "
Luck - Don't cry, let's go to the mall.
Moon - oh ok
In the shopping mall 
Moon -Luck I need to use washroom.
Luck - Ok,  I'm waiting for you here.
Moon - ok
Moon doesn't use  the washroom actually  he run away from the mall and go to the police station.  To be continue ♥

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.

Whoosh!
In the defense circle, some kind of device shot out purple-red biohazard gas and covered the entire camp. Poisonous gas was the best form of attack for this kind of tiny insects in large numbers. This specially made poisonous gas was very strong—even flying insects that could endure fire would fall to the ground after tens of seconds, then struggle till their death.
This time, thunderous roars appeared, and enormous beasts with an average height of more than ten meters charged forward together with the swarm. The beast wave at the last stage was much more terrifying than the previous stages. These beasts were all species at the top of the food chain in Planet Sunil—Bone Armor War Elephants that stood tens of meters tall, Lava Flying Serpents that breathed scorching fire from their mouths, and many more. It would take a defense team at least twenty seconds of focus fire to kill one beast.
The poisonous gas was everywhere. It was a weapon to kill the swarm, but it was also a double-edged sword. If the armor of a soldier were torn open by the beasts, they would also be affected when they were exposed in the poisonous gas. Even though every soldier's armor was equipped with the antidote, it would only delay the effect of the poison and make it non-lethal. However, it would still paralyze the person affected. The Sunils' technology could not formulate a poisonous gas that was only effective on insects, so they could only use strong biohazard gas.
While the gas was a double-edged sword, it was the only way to deal with these flying bugs. A group of them could suck a Sunil completely dry in half a second, so they absolutely could not let them enter the city or it would be a horrifying disaster. They had to stop it outside the city no matter what. At the last stage of the Catastrophe, everyone had to fight in the poisonous gas—the situation was truly worse.
The two outermost lines of defense were already about half destroyed after the previous two stages, and this was the Sunils' disadvantage as well. The beast wave approached the defense team camp against the cannon and fire.
The ground shook violently, and a Bone Armor War Elephant charged toward B12 Defense Team in an overwhelming form. Even Neville, who had iron will, could not help but be nervous because of the pressure from its enormous size. At this moment, a large stream of light covered in electric sparks descended from the sky, blasting half of the Bone Armor War Elephant's body away, and its flesh splashed onto the ground. Neville looked up—this stream of light had left a distorted mark across the sky, and its ending was connected to the battleship.
The nine battleships in the sky finally fired after doing nothing for half a mouth. Blue light surged in the Electromagnetic Rail Cannons, shooting out bullets covered in electric sparks, picking only enormous beasts as targets, reducing the pressure on the ground immediately.
The battle broke up instantly. Deafening cannon fire and electric spark shone across the battlefield. The beast wave was unending, and the stench and metallic smell of blood were pungent. The defense team fired wildly while firelight illuminated on the corpses of soldiers and carcasses of beasts all over the floor. The losses on both sides were huge!
Clank!
In the B12 Defense Team camp, a more than ten-meter-long pure purple Thunder Leopard moved quickly like a flash of purple lightning, cutting through one of the defense soldiers' armor, slashing the soldier inside in half as well. Neville ignored it and commanded his subordinates to focus fire with a serious face. He only had twelve subordinates left—the loss was more than half.
"Do not be shaken, defend the camp!" Neville ordered coldly and harshly.
Countless bullets shot into the thick hide of the Thunder Leopard, spaying out blood. The Thunder Leopard growled as it pounced around, killing every soldier. Soon, Neville was the last one left. The Thunder Leopard was still very healthy, and the countless fresh vital signs far in the city were extremely luring to this Thunder Leopard, which was bloodthirsty in nature.
Just as the Thunder Leopard was about to cross the line of defense, Neville immediately stood in front of it, firing his machine gun. After seeing the Thunder Leopard killing the soldiers so easily, he knew that he was definitely not a match, but he still tried to stop the Thunder Leopard without any hesitation.
The duty of the Defense Team was carved deep in his bones—not allowing any beast to cross the line of defense he was in charge of!
As long as no order came from above, he would never back off.
The Thunder Leopard growled with anger and pounced toward Neville. Controlling the NCO Class armor, Neville engaged with it, rolling around dodging and leaving wounds on the Thunder Leopard one after another. He slid from below the Thunder Leopard's abdomen and dodged its claws. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt an extreme pain on his left arm; the Thunder Leopard had turned its head around in a very strange way and bitten through his arm armor.
The poisonous gas streamed in from the hole. Neville felt piercing pain from his skin, which quickly turned into the numbness of being poisoned. As he held his breath, the antidote was injected into his wrist, and a sense of burning flew through his body.
"After injecting the antidote, the poison effect will be delayed for about two minutes. If I hold my breath, I should be able to last ten more seconds… I have to kill this beast within this time." Neville's expression was cold. Even though he was poisoned, he still prioritized stopping the enemy; he had put his life aside long ago.
The man and the beast fought each other. Neville abandoned the bulky machine gun, favoring the saw on his wrist and the cannon and rockets embedded into the armor to fight. After dozens of seconds of heated combat, both parties were covered in wounds. Neville started to feel his body getting stiff, and his head was becoming heavy. It seemed that the effect of excessive blood loss and poisoning was starting to get to him.
Neville suddenly stopped moving. The Thunder Leopard pounced over, and he did not dodge, letting the Thunder Leopard press him against the ground and penetrating his chest and abdomen with its claws.
Plop…
Blood spurted out from his mouth, but Neville endured the pain. One of his hands stabbed into the Thunder Leopard's neck and tightly hung onto the Thunder Leopard; his other hand reached into the Thunder Leopard's mouth and fired wildly. He knew his movements were too slow, so he had given up his life and used himself as bait.
The Thunder Leopard twisted itself in agony. It bit off the arm inside its mouth, then slashed its claws down on Neville in a frenzy. Neville was heavily injured, incapable of moving despite the huge claw expanding in his sights.
"This day has finally come for me…" he murmured calmly.
Just as the claw was about to slam down, Neville saw an enormous blinding electric fire descending.
The next moment, Neville and the Thunder Leopard were both covered by the light of the Electromagnetic Rail Cannon.
…
The tragic battle ended. On the first day of the last stage of the Catastrophe, the losses were heavy. Dozens of fighter jets fell, and even the energy shields of two battleships were almost shattered by the countless enormous flying beasts.
"Such a horrifying battle."
"This is the first time I've seen something so large-scale. I'll never accept this kind of job again."
Fear still lingered in the hearts of the mercenaries as they gasped for breath. Many corpses of the other mercenaries lay on the floor.
Han Xiao repaired equipment after equipment. He did not need to take part in the battle directly; after all, in such a dangerous situation, even he was not confident about staying safe, applying for the repairing job was also because he did not want to take the risk. He was there to earn the reward, so it was okay as long as he utilized his abilities and helped; he would not really give his life to other organizations because of money.
During the rare calm period, another group of scouts returned, and all the players came back. The expression on everyone's face was relaxed like they did not carry out a dangerous mission but went sightseeing instead. Being in dangerous areas gave no stress to the players at all—they would revive anyway. Although there was a limit to the number of times, most of these people were pro players. Of course, they knew to monitor their times of death.
They were already at max level, so losing some experience was nothing, and the mission reward would cover that loss anyway. Furthermore, it was more useful to earn the universe currency.
The people of Black Star gathered, and after sizing them up, the mercenaries around immediately realized something shocking.
"It looks like they did not lose anyone!"
"What? Every single one came back alive‽"
The mercenaries were completely shocked and curious. They hastily asked from the other members of the scout team and got the answer that these people would revive. Their expressions quickly turned into envy and fear. In the universe, Supers that would not die were the most difficult enemies, and no one dared to take them lightly.
"This mercenary group is entirely made of Immortals!"
"Wow…"
These mercenaries remembered the name of Black Star Mercenary Group, a mercenary group with all members that could not die. In their professional perspective, this mercenary group would become extremely popular in the near future.
Black Star Mercenary Group's name was reported to the superiors of the military, and they took it very seriously. Immortals were most suitable for reconnaissance, and it could largely reduce the loss of the scout team. Therefore, the military general found Han Xiao personally, talked to him in a very sincere tone, and placed himself lower than Han Xiao, completely different from when he talked to other mercenaries.
What the army expressed was that they hoped the Black Star Mercenary Group would not take shifts and rest. They wanted the group to go scouting ahead once again. Most importantly, they promised to definitely raise the reward—such useful help definitely deserved better treatment. Thus, the army actively requested to raise the reward because they were afraid that the Black Star Mercenary Group would reject the request.
The mission reward increased to 12,000 Enas, a fifty percent increase. Han Xiao accepted it on the spot, and the bitter players started a new round of reconnaissance. According to the time, it was also the last round of reconnaissance.
The corpses from the battlefield were transported back for their family members or friends to claim. Han Xiao realized that Neville was dead and felt a little emotional; after all, this was someone that he knew.
The family member who came to claim him was a woman, wailing loudly. Han Xiao asked the other soldiers and came to know that this woman was Neville's wife. Apparently, Neville also had a young kid at home.
…
In Forest City, most people stayed in front of their televisions and watched the live report of the battlefield situation. In such a crisis, the media did not report any fake information at all; they were all the true situation. In an extremely nervous state, they were still able to barely hold on.
The bar did not open. Herlous sat in the attic, watching the report from the television, and drinking alcohol nonstop. Images of the tragic battlefield flashed one after another. Suddenly feeling inexplicably upset, he placed his bottle down, left the bar, and strolled through the streets.
The streets were quiet—there were no pedestrians.
After walking aimlessly for a while, he heard a faint argument. As a grade B Super, although he had not fought for so many years, his sharp senses had not deteriorated. Out of sudden interest, Herlous followed the sound and came to the outside of a building. It was close to the bar, and the sound of the argument became clearer as he neared.
"I will reach the required age for the army in a few days. I'm joining the army!"
The voice sounded familiar like he heard it from someone before. Herlous was a little curious, so he hid and jumped onto the balcony, peeping inside through the window. He realized that he did know the person talking—it was the person who beat up the drunk man in the bar a few days ago, Lana.
Lana was arguing with his parents. Their clothes were all rather poor—they were civilians in low positions. Lana's parents were very anxious at this moment.
"Joining the army is suicide. I won't allow you to go!"


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

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