The moment I left the house and beyond my knowledge, Hiko-sama went to my little bedroom and took my 'Shinrai to yujo-ga' down from the wall and wrapped it with a cloth since there was no sheath on it yet.

He carefully wrapped it up and carried it off to the marketplace where he had seen a Blacksmith that had just opened his shop for business for the day.

He entered the shop and was greeted by the Blacksmith. "Irasshaimase, what can I do for you, Samurai-san," the Blacksmith asked.

"Here, I have an odachi but the sheath was destroyed. It had not been used for quite some time and I need the sheath by today."

Hiko-sama unrolled the cloth and presented the odachi to the Blacksmith. He looked at it with full admiration and asked about this.

"Is this a new odachi? Where did you get this from? This is not from anywhere around Kitakata, am I right?"

"As I've said, this odachi was rather new. It had never been used before and was kept in my collection without its sheath. I won't be seen around carrying this without its sheath right? Patrolmen would have surrounded me already."

"Haa...haa...its true. But this odachi seems to emit its own aura by itself when I held it. It seems a bit special, unlike other weapons that I had held in my hands so far. Mind telling me a bit of this piece of history?"

"Well, all I can say that this was handed down to me some time back. I wanted to gift this away."

"Oh... If I offer you, would you like to sell it to me? The way the metal was forged it was definitely from some quality iron. As a Blacksmith, this was forged not from [Ordinary Iron] but was made from [Refined Iron] and this piece here can be considered being made by a Level 5 Blacksmith, at least. "

"I am sorry, but this is not for sale. I intend to gift this away after making a sheath for it."

"Ah... I see. You really don't want to sell it away?"

"I am sorry, as again I've said it, it is not for sale."

"Since this odachi had been with you, would you mind if I give you an example when I said this odachi had been made by [Refined Iron]?"

"Sure, go ahead. But please do not make a scratch on the odachi. I wished to have it the same condition as the way I brought into your honourable shop."

The Blacksmith gave a "Don't worry, I won't hurt your odachi" look at Hiko-sama as he took another katana that he was selling and place it in front of me. He held the odachi in his hands and he slashed down on the katana's blade.

"SHIIIINNGGGG....!!!" as soon as the odachi made contact with the katana that he had experimented on, a loud slicing sound was made and the odachi cleanly cuts through the katana in front of him in 2 pieces.

Omagai...!!!

The odachi effortlessly slices through the katana and this was said the katana was made by [Refined Iron] as well. But the quality of this odachi surpasses the quality of the highest weapon made by this Blacksmith.

Both Hiko-sama and the Blacksmith looked in total shock at the odachi and it surpassed the quality that was appraised by the latter. 

"Look here Samurai-san, I could offer you 100 gold coins for this odachi if you could sell me. I understand that you do not intend to sell this to me, but yet my reputation in my shop will be two-fold if I could display it on my shelf. Surely once I buy this, I would not sell it to anyone else even if they offered me 500 gold coins for this masterpiece."

"Hmm, a 100 gold coins you say. How about this, you make me the sheath for free, and I bring you the person who originally forges this masterpiece to you at a price of 250 gold coins just by meeting him alone. However, I still get to keep the odachi and you will pay once you had met the person and maybe he can show you a piece or two weapons or even armour instead. "

"The price is very steep but it's worth it in my kind of trade. Have you shown it to any other Blacksmith in Kitakata here? I would make the sheath right now if you could wait. It won't take as much as one hour to make the sheath. When would I be able to meet the honourable person?

"Just as soon as you had finished making the sheath, I would go and inform him straight away. I am sure he would be glad to meet you and show you his pieces of work."

"Samurai-San, if I could meet a fellow Blacksmith that could forge this type of weapons, I am highly honoured with his presence in my shop here. I am sure my fellow apprentices in the back would also like to learn a thing or two."

"Sure, Mr Blacksmith, it'll cost you just 250 gold coins just to meet him. As for the weapons or amours, the price would be negotiable with him. I am sure he too, would be honoured to meet you too."

"OK, Samurai-san, take a seat here first. Take this odachi with you first and I prepare the standard sheath here in front of you. Trust is important to establish friendship in this business." the Blacksmith said as he handed the odachi back to Hiko-sama and went back to the shop to get the standard prefabricated sheath that he would work on the length of the odachi.

"Trust and Friendship" that's the name of the odachi that had been named by Himura. Is it a coincidence or he himself knew that this odachi would mean such a thing with a Blacksmith of this calibre.

By the way, I am sure not taking advantage of Himura since meeting this Blacksmith alone would be worth 250 gold coins. If every weapon or pieces of armour was to be made by Himura, then at 100 pieces of gold would definitely surpass the savings that I had. 

This is his luck and the Gods are definitely smiling on him as well. This kid sure has a lot of potentials. I better speak to him during lunch time later when I presented his odachi that had been sheathed by then.

---Meanwhile at Miroku's house---

Washy... Washy... Washy... So much laundry to do... Oro ma! The pile of clothes left by Miroku-sama was definitely more than a week since I had to counter over 4 pieces of kimono, 6 pieces of hakama, 7 pieces of tabi. Since these clothes were not placed in a laundry basket or sorted out, certain dirt that was not supposed to be there was accumulated as well. Luckily his underwear was not included.

This is hard work... Pretty hard work for an 11-year-old kid. I had to wash everything separately which started from his kimono first. Once I had settled the kimono and hung it on the clothesline, I settled his hakama. Somehow Kitakata would make some hangars to hang these clothes not folded instead. Maybe I go and get some weapon parts and make some metal hangers for them instead. If one house is like this, I am sure the rest 3 would be the same.

Phew...! Luckily the soaking part gives me time to rest and breathe awhile. Since it's still in the morning, I should be able to complete the laundry first and then resumed with the kitchenette's unwashed bowls and utensils.

Once I've done that, I'd break for lunch and resume cleaning the interior of the house. I had opened up all the sliding windows and I was wondering when the stale smell of this house would be gone away.

Omagai...!!! This is how an 11-year-old kid has to survive in this world. Ok, better head back to the hakama now and then the tabi would be last. Better catch the morning sun and the laundry would be dry by late afternoon.

The trick to drying clothes faster in the clothesline was to actually flip the clothes a few times to shake off excess water. Rather than wringing it by the hands, flipping the clothes would also yield better results. Once the excess water had been flipped, these clothes would be best sun and wind dried when they were fully stretched on the clothesline. 

If hangers were present then it would be much better and saves a lot of space. Once it's sun and wind dried, the clothes on the hangers could just be stored inside the wardrobe or hanged on the wall. There are no such clothes hook so maybe I forge some in the Realm of Mind.

Alright, it seems the water had been filled and the yellowish stone soap had made enough suds for me to run a few times on the washing board. Whoever made this yellowish stone soap is definitely a genius since the soap does not easily melted or dissolve away in the water. 

Well, back to manual labour I guess. Luckily I am easily adaptable to changes in the environment and don't have to rely on washing machines at all.

Soak... Soak... Soak... Scrub... Scrub... Scrub... Rinse... Rinse... Rinse... And repeat.

---Meanwhile, back at the blacksmith shop---

"Here, Samurai-San. The basics of the sheath are ready. Can I check the Odachi out and see if it fits the length? There should be a slight give for the blade and the sheath, too loose it would be rattling inside and if it is too tight, it would be hard to pull out."

Hiko-sama handed the Odachi to the Blacksmith as he adjusted the depth of the insides of the sheath to fit the Odachi snugly. The length was marked out and later sawn and tapered off. He handed the Odachi back to Hiko-sama and he kept it at his side.

After making sure the sheath was of the exact  'outer protective skin' of the Odachi, he set it and then lacquered it before adding some mother of pearl decorations for it. He took it inside a kind of furnace oven to set the lacquer in and took it out some 15 minutes later.

He handed it to Hiko-sama once it had been air cooled and the wooden sheath would already be set. Hiko-sama inserted the Odachi and when it reaches its oval handguard he heard a slight click. The then withdrew the Odachi out and felt a very slight resistance but does not dampen the overall withdrawing effect of the blade out from its sheath.

The sheath was decorated with Mother of pearl taking shapes of fallen snowflakes and it accentuated very well with the black, shiny sheath. Hiko-sama was satisfied with the end results and he inserted the Odachi back in place.

"I will inform the person who made this Odachi and brings him here during dinner time. What time do you close your business?"

"Thank you, Samurai-san, I am truly honoured. I usually open till late at night since some adventurers would pass by and buy some other goods that I advertise here. I would be anticipating the arrival of the person you mentioned."

"Your welcome, Mr Blacksmith. Thank you for the gift of this sheath. I am sure the new owner would be very delighted by the craftsmanship. Thank you again, I would be taking my leave now and return by dusk."

With that, the Blacksmith bowed deeply to Hiko-sama and he was delighted that Hiko-sama was pleased by the sheath and also anticipated the arrival of the person who made this fine weapon.

Hiko-sama wrapped the Odachi in its new sheath with the cloth that he had brought it in earlier and went home. He dropped by Miroku's house to see how I was doing and I answered Hiko-sama from the bathroom when he called my name. Hiko-sama simply said to remember breaking for lunch and left.

Seems Hiko-sama was in a hurry just to leave a message like that to me. And I have not even gone for 3 hours already and Hiko-sama seemed overly concern towards me.

I sighed as I continue to rinse the hakama and brought it to the clothesline before I flipped it a few times to shake the water off. The floor of the house was intentionally made wet from the laundry because I intend to give it a good wipe afterwards.

Soon, I had completed the whole laundry process and took a breather first. The sun was already midway up in the sky and by the time I finished cleaning the kitchenette, it should be time for lunch already. 

Another similar process for the next 3 houses for the next 3 days would be repetitious and when comes next week, it would be a lesser burden already.

Working as a housekeeper had given me some ideas to work on already. So it's best I need to find someone who would be able to make some moving parts and mechanisms for an idea that had popped up in my mind.

After taking a breather, I decided to clean up the kitchenette then break for lunch. Meanwhile, I was thinking of how to make things life easier for Hiko-sama and his Comrades.

My name is Sam Mulder and I am about to travel through Multiverse Transmigration as I took over the body and soul of significant people from the 19th century right to the present day.

As I transmigrated into their bodies, taking over their past recollection and memories. Reaching a set of goals would successfully made me Leap into the next and into the next, until I finally transmigrated back into my own body.

Travel with me throughout the world, and experience the Roller Coaster Ride of Emotions from being a child right to being an elderly man, as we elaborately narrate in each of these series.

It had been nearly midnight when Song Qingshu had come to the Wang family for help.
To be honest, Mo Immortal Castle had moved quicker than he had expected. He would have just reached the airport at this time, and might have been captured on the spot before he could fly… he was now a little glad for the choice that he had made. With Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and this Senior White Rabbit who possessed an unfathomable realm, he would definitely be completely protected! 
Song Qingshu had given Wang Ling this nickname White Rabbit for the time being.
At this point, the big ancient pendulum clock on the first floor of the Wang family's small villa struck twelve times; it was midnight exactly.
Wang Ling approached the gate in just a pair of pajamas.
The woman in the red cheongsam stopped shouting and sneered as she looked at Song Qingshu behind Wang Ling. "So you finally came out?"
"Miss Ah You, you shouldn't have come…" Song Qingshu came out from behind Wang Ling. Maybe it was because of Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's presence, but his confidence had risen quite a bit.
"You severely injured Ah Zuo and attempted to desert Mo Immortal Castle. This is already a capital offence," Ah You snarled.
At the same time, the bones in her right hand popped and twisted together at a bizarre angle, like a bundle of tough beef tendons, and finally started spinning at a high speed like an electric drill!
This woman had unexpectedly turned her right hand into a magic weapon.
Song Qingshu was well aware in his heart that when it came to realms and overall quality, this Ah You could absolutely seckill[1] him. Their realms were not on the same level; crushing someone of a lower realm than you was as simple as killing a chicken or a dog. In a normal one-on-one situation, it was impossible to kill someone with a higher realm than you.
But he wasn't the slightest bit nervous as he slowly moved into position and stretched out a hand in a beckoning gesture. "Come on then."
Compared with that Ah Zuo, the attack by this Miss Ah You was obviously more violent. Her right hand electric drill was like a supreme magic weapon that could crack open earth and sky. Bathed in a dazzling light, this Miss Ah You straightened her back and lunged forward like a mighty dragon crossing the river as she swiftly launched an attack.
From Ah Zuo's fingers to Ah You's entire right hand, even Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had never heard of this method of turning a body part into a magic weapon. This Ah You's attack was clearly more aggressive than Ah Zuo's; when she was still airborne, she thrust the lightning whirl of her right hand forward.
In the face of this poisonous lightning dragon drill, Song Qingshu didn't use any gaudy tricks, and only crossed his arms in front of his body; he couldn't even see Ah You's attack trajectory.
This was what the gap in realms looked liked; the woman's movements were too fast for him to follow at all with his eyes.
In a flash, she collided with him, and the air around them surged up in a roar.
The poisonous lightning dragon drill was extraordinary; it hit the precise point where Song Qingshu's arms were crossed, and its power was so tremendous that the ground collapsed little by little until Song Qingshu's entire body was pushed down into it like a rivet.
However, when the woman had attacked, his arms had glowed with a golden light.
Boom!
That golden light exploded on the scene, and the woman's right hand was badly mangled as she was directly flung back, light as a scarecrow, to smash through a thick old tree behind her. She flew for several hundred meters more over the ground before she finally stopped.
This scene was familiar… it was the backlash from this golden light before that had caused Ah Zuo to suffer heavy injuries.
Conversely, except for a little ash on him, Song Qingshu wasn't hurt in the least.
He climbed out of the pit, dusted himself off, and couldn't help turning to Wang Ling to give him a thumbs-up and a grateful look. "Senior! Your long underwear is really useful!"
Wang Ling: "…"
Ah You's cheongsam had already been shredded. She slowly climbed up from the ground barefooted on shaky legs. Her entire right arm had turned to pulp, the flesh practically falling off the bone and bleeding profusely. 
The only reason she could still stand was because of her superior realm; an average cultivator in the same situation would have already long died from the unbearable pain.
Song Qingshu swiftly approached the woman, covering a distance of several hundred meters in less than a few microseconds.
Enduring the excruciating pain, Ah You looked at Song Qingshu. "With your realm, there's no way you can have such speed…"
"I used a magic weapon." Song Qingshu pointed to the ground and flexed his big toes a little.
Ah You was stunned when she realized that it was, unexpectedly, a pair of flip-flops…
"I had come to ask Senior Wang for help, and we had a good chat at his house. I didn't expect you to suddenly come here, and I didn't even have time to change out of my house slippers," said Song Qingshu.
This competent assistant of the Lady of the Castle, Ah You, stared disbelievingly at this scene. "… What kind of joke is this?"
As he spoke, Song Qingshu pushed his outerwear aside to reveal a whole set of red long underwear. "Look… these long johns are also from senior's family. It's these two magic treasures that stopped your attack, otherwise I would have died already."
Ah You refused to accept this result and directly spat out blood.
Are you kidding me?!
Song Qingshu said darkly, "Senior Wang is very generous and doesn't want to interfere. But you've been bothering this great person persistently… go back and tell the Lord that Senior Wang has already promised to protect me, and he should be careful — if he wants to live a few more years, it would be best if he didn't simply stir up trouble." 
"…" Wang Ling felt that after Odd Zhuo, he was being coerced again.
"You actually dare to threaten the Lord? Let me tell you, I was already prepared before I came today… I'll kill you even if I can't go back!" The woman stared fiercely at Song Qingshu, but then her expression quickly changed into one of alarm. "Why… why can't I sense your soul brand?"
"Want to kill me with a curse?" Song Qingshu laughed slightly. "Very regretfully, Senior Wang already helped me wash it clean with laundry detergent before you arrived."
"Laundry detergent…" Ah You was dumbfounded.
Reasonably speaking, the soul brand which the Lord of the Castle had marked Song Qingshui with had already reached the point where it could no longer be cleansed. What the hell kind of laundry detergent was this… could it really get rid of ninety-nine kinds of stains? Damn it!
"Do you have any last words?" Song Qingshu asked.
"You have no idea how much trouble you've stirred up! Ah Zuo and I work for the Lady, but we were also hired by her; we don't really belong to Mo Immortal Castle, but to Immortal Mansion! If you dare go up against them, they'll never let you go." The woman sneered as she stared at Song Qingshu. "Besides, even if I'm injured, as long as the other two people don't make a move, do you think a Nascent Soul person like you can kill me?"
Immortal Mansion?
Hearing this, Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Is that all you wanted to say?"
Song Qingshu completely dismissed her words. He had been hunted by Mo Immortal Castle and had been on edge for so long… now, he was delighting in their reversed situations.
In his hand, he had a toothpick which he had taken from the Wang family's small villa.
When he was done speaking, the toothpick flew out, propelled by spirit energy, and directly pierced the woman's forehead.
The woman died resentful. The skull of a cultivator at Soul Formation stage was so tough that there was nothing in the world which they feared at all; the woman completely hadn't expected that in the end, she would die because of a toothpick.
The spirit energy in the toothpick then exploded in the woman's brain, and this tiny toothpick directly blasted a bloody fist-sized hole in her forehead.
Hands shaking, Song Qingshu stared at this hole in the head which he had caused. He couldn't calm down for a long time after that from how excited and carefree he felt.
[1] 'Seckill' or 'second kill' is a literal translation of 秒杀, which originated in online gaming to refer to how a strong player can kill his opponent in seconds.


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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!

Ending a day’s work, Song Bai dragged his fatigued body and returned home. Strangely enough, sitting a whole day in the office was even more exhausting than wandering around on the streets at weekends. When he was about to get off duty, he also declined his colleagues’ invitations to KTV and other social gatherings. He wondered why they were still full of energy after a day’s work. At the entrance of the company, he ran into Zhao Qi, who used to be the most active participant in KTV singing, but had been rushing home to her kitten after work nowadays…of course, now he had also become a cat lover just like her. 
He had never been interested in the fellowship activities among the colleagues after work. Everyone was aware of the high mobility of employees in private enterprises. Tonight, some staff members might join the KTV singing, but tomorrow morning, they might throw their resignation letters into the boss’s face…
As for the social gatherings… well, he heard that they had invited the staff from a hospital. He wondered who had organized this event today. Thinking that they could sit face-to-face with some adorable angels in white, the bachelors in his company were very excited. Even those who already had girlfriends, like Liu Sanlang who was also in the Technical Department, were envious of the participants… Song Bai was not a tall person and he had always felt himself inferior because of his height. Though his financial situation was getting by, he was not an extremely wealthy and attractive guy. Even though he went to the event, no girls would probably lay their eyes on him. The metal itself must be hard to be turned into iron, and he decided that he would consider finding a girlfriend after he had a notable career. 
Song Bai was not lonely. Time passed swiftly when he spent the whole evening in front of his computer, particularly nowadays when Black Flower was accompanying him. 
He pulled out the key to open the door, muttering "freaking cold" and taking off his scarf and hat. 
As the sun went down earlier in winter, right now the apartment was dark, with the only source of dim light transmitted through the balcony window from the opposite apartment. He fumbled to turn on the lights. 
His skateboard was lying on the ground in the living room. People usually just gave balls of wool or scratching boards to their kittens. it was probably rare that a skateboard would be a cat’s toy. 
Hearing the sounds, Black Flower ran from the bedroom and raised its head to look at him. 
"Black Flower, do you feel cold in the house?" He took off his coat and hung it on the hallstand, putting on his slippers. 
It was a pity that Black Flower can’t answer him. 
He bent down to hold Black Flower, went into the bedroom with it, closed the door and turned on the electric heater. Though he wasn’t home the whole day, the bedroom didn’t become messier. He was relieved that at least Black Flower didn’t cause any troubles in his bedroom. 
Song Bai turned on the computer and put Black Flower on his lap, stroking the fur on its back with his hands gently. It suddenly occurred to him that he didn’t know whether Black Flower was afraid of water. How was it going to shower? He heard that a lot of cats was afraid of showering. 
About this matter, he inquired Zhao Qi about it before. She proudly claimed that her Lan Lan was a very quiet and well-behaved cat that seldom went outside, so it was always very clean and only needed to take one shower every a few months. On the contrary, Black Flower was lively and energetic, and it loved exploring in his apartment. He also had taken it outside to play on the skateboard, so the problem of showering would dawn on him soon. 
After the computer finished launching, he inputted his passwords and entered the desktop, accessed the VPN software and logged into his homepage on YouTube. 
He prepared himself by taking a deep breath before he was courageous enough to look at the comments under his vlog Over the Great Wall. 
Within only a few days, the number of views of this vlog had boosted from 357 on the second day to 43,831. Almost every time he refreshed the page, the number was increasing, sometimes by 2-3 views, sometimes by 4-5 views. Also, the numbers of comments, "likes", and "dislikes" were soaring. 
No one would have thought that last night, Song Bai had been frantically pressing on the F5 key for two hours to refresh the page constantly, joyfully witnessing the increase of the numbers on his screen…the views of this vlog had almost surpassed that of all his previous vlogs put together. What’s more, driven by this vlog, the views of his prior vlogs were also increasing, for the audiences who yearned for more videos would search his channel, looking for more similar videos. 
If only Black Flower didn’t jump out from his arms to go to the bathroom, he would have personally known what the buzzword "F5 is broken" meant…
Song Bai had heard that a lot of videos went viral overnight, and he believed that this vlog had the potential to go viral. But when it really happened, he still found it dreamy and incredible. 
When he came to himself, he found that his finger was unconsciously pressing on the F5. He quickly shook his head. He couldn’t waste another two hours tonight. Last night, after pressing F5 for two hours, he forgot to do his laundry or take a shower, and was still tossing and turning on his bed and couldn’t fall into sleep. When he got up this morning, he had gotten two dark circles like that of a panda.
Just as he was ready to view the comments, an e-mail from YouTube popped up in his mailbox.
Song Bai thought it was just advertising mail at the beginning, but when he was going to delete it, he found that the format was different than that of any advertising mail.
Clicking open the email, his body and his mind were completely frozen. The hand holding the mouse stayed still while his palms were sweating nervously. He was still panic-struck, for he almost deleted this email…
The subject of the email was very simple—Your application has been approved. YouTube invites you to join YouTube Partnership.
YouTube Partnership was the famous YouTube advertising incentive program. In other words, receiving this invitation meant that he could earn money through the commercials played on YouTube. 
Song Bai rubbed his eyes. His mouth was dry, and his heart was beating rapidly. This was what he had always wanted, and it even could be called his dream. But how was that possible? The threshold of the YouTube Partnership invitation was very high, and not everyone could make money from YouTube.
According to the rumors heard by Song Bai, YouTube Partnership had two prerequisites—one was that the creator needed to upload at least one video a week, and the other one was that, the videos had to be viewed millions of times in total. He was able to meet the former one, but was far from meeting the latter prerequisite. But if the views could continue growing at this rate…it was only a matter of time before his vlogs were viewed millions of times. It seemed that YouTube was not that rigid. 
"Will you accept this invitation?" Hell, yes!
Song Bai had applied for the YouTube Partnership before, but every time, he had only received replies beginning with "We regret to inform you that…"
In the face of this letter of invitation, his previous frustration of rejection had vanished. Even though YouTube, the mean girl, had made mistakes before, he was going to forgive her now!
Leaving the comments aside, he first followed the steps in the link provided by the letter of invitation to change the account settings, and whenever he encountered words that he was not sure about, he would carefully look up their meanings, for fear that something might go wrong. He was glad that he didn’t attend the KTV singing and social gathering tonight. If he went there, he would inevitably need to drink. And when he came home drunk, he might have accidently deleted this email…
Lying on his lap, Black Flower had felt the trembling of his thigh muscles. It raised its face worriedly, and uttered some meowing sounds, as if asking if he was sick. 
Song Bai restrained his excitement, holding it up with both hands over his head and smiling from ear to ear.
"Black Flower, we are going to be rich!"


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

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.

Mikay's POV




Naiinis na ako.

Inis na inis na inis na. 


E pa'no ba naman kasi 'tong sticky hook na nabili ko sa tabi-tabi, hindi naman pala madikit. Mas madikit pa nga ata kulangot at libag ko dito e! Hindi ko rin tuloy maisabit-sabit yung maruming bra't panty na hinubad ko!

Gigil kong tinapon sa basurahan yung hudas na sticky hook na 'yun at saka ko pabalibag na sinarado 'yung pintuan ng aparador ko. Wala na akong oras ngayon para mag-inarte pa dito dahil may pasok pa ako. 

Padabog kong kinuha yung backpack ko, at padabog ko ring sinarado 'yung pintuan ng unit ko. Wala akong pake kahit kumalampag 'yun. Solo ko naman ang kwarto na 'yon, at saka wala na 'yung mga kapitbahay ko. Nagsipasok na rin ang mga 'yon sa kanya-kanya nilang school at trabaho kanina pa. 

Well, pwera lang kay Susanna. 


Pero ako? Ito, late na naman. Peste kasing sticky hook 'yun, ayaw dumikit-dikit! Mahal-mahal nun e, ta's walang kwenta naman pala? Sayang 19 pesos ko! Sana ibinili ko na lang ng pancit canton 'yun!

Mabilis na lang akong tumakbo at wala pang tatlong minuto ay nakapasok na agad ako sa gate ng school namin na pinakamalapit sa building ko.


Humahangos akong tumakbo papuntang classroom namin. Sobrang dami kong nababangga. May prof, may janitor, naglalampungan na couple sa hallway, nagkacutting na isang grupo, at may ilan na 7:12 am palang e, naglalunch na. Panay sorry na lang ako sa kanila dahil hindi naman ako pwedeng huminto. 

Laking tuwa ko naman nang pagdating ko sa classroom ay wala pa yung prof namin. 

Hehehe. First time 'to ngayong sem ah? Late na ako pero mas late pa si prof? 


Humahagikgik akong nagpunta sa upuan ko pero laking gulat ko nang makita kong may nakaupo na doon. At galit na galit s'yang nakatingin sakin habang kumukuyakoy ang paa n'yang medyo napupuno na ng kulubot.


Ngumit ako nang malawak. "M-maam Katapangtapangan! Hehehe. Good morni—" 

"Ms. Dela Rosa, Maria Mikaela Maghirang! This is really unlikely for a graduating, and a running for laude student like you! How come na palagi ka na lang nale-late sa klase ko? Sa pagkakaalam ko, katabi lang nitong school ang dorm na tinitirhan mo, ha? Pero bakit nalelate ka pa rin?" 

Napangiwi ako bigla. 


"Kasi po, masyadong maaga ang klase n'yo? Dapat palitan po yung 7am ng 7:03am para makaabot ako." 

Nakita kong mas lalong namula ang mukha ni ma'am kaya napalunok ako. Umalis s'ya sa upuan ko at tinuro sakin 'yon. 

"Umupo ka na. Dali, umupo ka na." nagtitimping sabi n'ya kaya sumunod na lang ako. Nakita ko namang nagtawanan 'yung mga kaklase ko. 

Imba naman kasi 'to si ma'am Katapangtapangan e. Paano naging sobrang unlikely 'yun? E 'yung running for laude nga last year sa course namin, na nakita nilang lumabas sa motel kasama yung isang prof namin, grumaduate pa rin with latin honors e! Tapos ako na palagi lang late, sobrang unlikely na agad? Grabe naman! Puro lang s'ya tapang pero wala naman s'yang katarungan! 


Maghapon tuloy akong nakabusangot dahil doon. Hindi dahil sa mismong eksena namin kanina ni ma'am dahil sanay na sanay na ako na ginaganon n'ya ako. Prof ko na s'ya last sem, at ganito rin ang schedule namin sa kanya. 7am. Lagi akong nale-late, tapos lagi n'ya akong sinesermunan. Pero mataas pa rin naman ang grade ko sa kanya. 

'Yun nga lang, naisip ko, paano kapag naisipan n'yang pagtripan ako ngayong sem na 'to? Tirahin n'ya yung grade ko, or ibagsak na n'ya ako nang tuluyan? Pa'no na 'yung latin honors na inaasam ko? 


Haay. Iaadjust ko na lang ulit alarm ko starting bukas. Yung 6am na alarm, gagawin kong 5:58. 

Okay na siguro 'yun. Hehehe. 

Yung maghapong pagkabusangot ng pagmumukha ko ay mas lalo pang nadagdagan dahil sa sobrang daming assignment na pinapagawa sa amin. Bongga, 'diba? 2nd week pa lang ng classes para sa sem na 'to pero meron na agad nagbigay ng pointers to review para sa final exam. Umuwi tuloy akong nakasayad sa lupa 'yung nguso ko. 

Huminto ako sa tapat ng unit ko at kinapa ko 'yung susi sa bulsa. Pero laking gulat ko na lang nang malaman kong 'di ko pala naisara yung pinto non. 

"Nalintikan na. Baka nasalisihan na ako dito at may dumekwat na ng mga gummy worms ko, ah." bahalang bulong ko. 

Dali-dali akong pumasok at dumeretso sa study table ko. Na tambak ng mga papel, folder, envelope, highlighters and pens, gamit na medyas, balat ng napkin, stool sample, curtain rod, erlenmeyer flask, side mirror, electric bike, at jackhammer. 


Oops, joke lang. Hanggang sa balat lang ng napkin ang nakatambak sa table ko ngayon. Na agad ko ring hinawi. Only to find out na tama ang hinala ko.


Pinasok ang unit ko habang wala ako. 

Gigil kong pinagpipindot yung mga langgam na nagsisigapangan na sa tatlong pirasong gummy worm na natira sa table ko. At nang mapatay ko sila, dali-dali kong sinubo, nginuya, at nilunok ang mga gomang uod na 'yon. 


"Hmm.. lasang langgam. Pero pwede na rin!" papasok-pasok pa kasi 'tong mga langgam na 'to para nakawan ako e, ayan tuloy. Nadeads sila. Hmp. 

Kekendeng-kendeng ako habang hinuhubad 'yung medyas na suot ko at matapos ay initsa ko na lang doon sa laundry basket na katabi lang ng aparador ko. 


Aparador ko? Teka, bakit nakabukas 'to? Sa pagkakatanda ko, sinarado ko 'to kanina bago pumasok, ah? Pinasok din ba 'to ng mga langgam?

Mabilis pa ako sa alas kwatro y media na lumapit sa aparador ko para buyangyangin 'yun. At nashookt na lang ako nang sobra nang makita ko 'yung tatlong sticky hook na tinapon ko kanina; na nakadikit na ngayon sa likod ng pinto ng aparador. 

Maingat na sinuri ng mga mata ko 'yung tatlong sticky hook na 'yon. 




At maya-maya pa, napasayaw na lang ulit ako. 

"Oh, yeah baby! Madikit din naman pala 'to e! Pinahirapan pa ako kaninang umaga. Yeah, yeah!" 

Wala na akong pake kung pa'no napunta 'to dito at kung pa'no nadikit ulit. Ang mahalaga, matibay na talaga 'tong nakadikit ngayon at masasabit ko na dito yung bra't panty kong hinubad ko kanina. Wahahahaha! 

Takip-ilong kong sinabit ang mga 'yun doon, at masaya akong humiga sa kama ko para matulog. 

Well, ganito talaga routine ko 'pag kauwi ko galing school. Matutulog tapos bandang before mag midnight, gigising na ako para kumain at para mag-aral. Mas tahimik na ng ganoong oras at wala na talagang istorbo. Kaya mas mapayapa akong nakakapag-aral. 

Kaya, good night na rin talaga, guys. See you later in my channel, bye!


Joke. Charot lang 'yung channel. Remote nga o tv wala ako e. Channel pa kaya?

Kbye!



*Kinabukasan..

7:02 am 



Mabilis akong napabangon sa kama ko at napasigaw. 



"Yeheeeey!! Walang klase kay Ma'am Katapang-tapangan today! Kaya okay lang na tanghali na akong nagising!!" 

Sumayaw-sayaw pa akong pumunta sa study table ko pero nahinto rin agad nang maalala kong 'di nga pala ako nakagising kagabi at hindi ako nakakain. Hindi rin ako nakapag toothbrush, at hindi rin ako nakapag-aral. 

But well, kayang-kaya ko namang maaral lahat ng due for today dahil after lunch pa pasok ko. Hehe. Marami pa akong time. 

Inumpisahan ko na nga lang 'yung mga aralin ko at doon muna ako nagfocus. Almost 11am na nang matapos ako kaya nag-brunch na rin ako. Bumaba ako saglit sa katabing eatery namin at kumain ng malamig na lugaw at makunat na lumpiang toge tapos tumakyat din ulit ako para magprepare pumasok. 

Medyo babanjing-banjing pa ako dahil mahaba pa oras ko. Nagfeeling commercial model pa ako ng tabo habang naliligo pero bigla rin akong nainis nang makita kong ubos na pala yung supply ko ng shampoo. 


"Hmmm, pwede na rin siguro 'tong feminine wash. Bubula naman 'to saka hindi naman siguro ako makakalbo." 


Pakanta-kanta pa ako habang tinatapos lahat ng seremonyas ko sa pagligo. Pero hindi ko naman kinalimutang magtawas para 'di ako mamutok kapag pinawisan ako sa school. 



"Got to believe in magic, tell me how two people find each other.. In a world~~" hinagis ko sa laundry basket 'yung bra't panty na hinubad ko pero natigilan agad ako nang may mapansin ako.


Maingat kong nilapitan yung laundry basket ko. Takip-ilong kong hinawi yung bra't panty na hinubad ko kanina at napaupo na lang ako sa gulat nang dahil sa tumambad sakin. 

Mabilis din naman akong nakabawi sa pagkagulat na 'yon at nilapitan ko ulit yung laundry basket ko para hawiin ulit 'yung mga salawal na hinubad ko kanina. Para na rin makita ko 'yung natatakpan non. Nang makumpirma kong tama nga ang hinala ko, takip-ilong kong inangat sa ere yung bra't panty. 

Na kahapon ko pa hinubad.


"P-paano nangyari 'to? Tandang-tanda ko, sinabit ko 'to sa loob ng aparador ko. Doon sa sticky hook." 


Sticky hook? Oo nga, 'yung sticky hook!

Dali-dali kong binuksan 'yung aparador ko at napa-gasp na lang ako nang makita ko doon yung tatlong sticky hook.


"Whoa, matibay nga talaga 'to! Pero teka teka, e bakit hindi na dito nakasabit yung mga salawal na hinubad ko kahapon? Paano napunta 'yun sa laundry basket ko?"


Binalot ako nang matinding takot at ang sumunod na lang na nalaman ko ay mabilis na akong nakapagbihis ng damit na pamasok. Mabilis din akong kumaripas ng takbo palabas ng unit ko at nakita ko na lang ang mga paa ko na dinadala ako papunta sa unit ng nag-iisang kapitbahay ko na kaclose ko. 


"Susanna! Susanna! Tulungan mo 'ko. Magpatawas tayo! Haunted 'yung mga sticky hook na nabili ko!" paulit-ulit na sigaw ko.












*to be continued.. 




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Ano kaya ang mangyayari kung ang isang palpak na genie ay itutulak ng tadhana papunta sa isang balahurang babae para maging master n'ya? Matulungan kaya nila ang isa't-isa? O baka naman, parehas lang nilang mapalala ang kahinaan ng isa't-isa? Mayroon kayang mabuo sa pagitan nila? O baka naman, may masira pa? 



First Ever RomCom Novel of yours truly, hoarderelle. 

And a KathNiel fanfiction. 



All Rights Reserved 2019

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)


"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!

Qin Wushuang's strategy caused Bao Bao and the Purple Flame Electric Beast to feel their blood start to boil as both voiced their approval. Qin Wushuang said: "Let's not drag it out, we'll start immediately. Bao Bao, remember, this strategy should not lead to an all-out battle, but a surprise attack. You must constantly remain on the move, changing your position. You must never allow them to find their footing."
Bao Bao laughed: "Don't worry, Boss. Previously, when we were dealing with the Nine Palace Faction, didn't we also target each of their strongholds and defeat them? I will not be stupid enough to confront them head on and let them set up their formations."
The team divided into two as Bao Bao headed to his destination and Qin Wushuang along the Purple Flame Electric Beast headed towards the other direction. They promised that both parties would regroup near the Monkey King Mountain in half a month.
Bao Bao traveled quickly towards the headquarters of the Red Maple Human Clan, while Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Electric Beast headed towards the home of the Deep Abyss Barbarian Tribe by following Bao Bao's accurate directions.
Currently, regardless of the Red Maple Human Clan or the Deep Abyss Barbarian Tribe, their headquarters were rather empty. The elite warriors of each clan had already left for the Monkey King Mountain in preparation of taking down the mountain in one breath.
In less than two days of traveling, Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Electric Beast arrived outside the underground deep abyss. The underground abyss was located at a low-lying terrain. From all directions, endless swamp surrounded it and provided the Barbarian Tribe a layer of natural defense.
For this swamp, as long as you did take even one misstep, it would be possible for you disappear into the mud forever. The engulfing power of this quagmire was at least ten times stronger than an ordinary quagmire. Even if you were an elite warrior of the martial art world, if you were careless enough to step in, unless someone next to you could help you immediately, you would also get swallowed.
This quagmire extended for a few hundred miles. It appeared barren and uninhabited. Only the short shrubbery could cover one's movements to some extent.
If one were to come to this swamp in the daylight, unless they could become invisible or grow wings, they would be unable to pass through it safely without getting discovered. Otherwise, it would only be possible to travel during the night as to avoid being discovered.
After discussing for a moment outside the swamp, Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Electric Beast still decided to enter during night time. To elite warriors at their level, the few hundred miles of swamp was not too difficult to traverse. They would only need to spend a bit of extra spiritual energy and could cross this swamp area like walking on a flat land.
 "Boss, what kind of demonic place does this Barbarian clan live in? Why are they living in this swamp?" The Purple Flame Electric Beast had a bellyful of complaints.
 "They don't live in the swamp, they live in the underground deep abyss. Only, the entrance and exit of that deep abyss is surrounded by this swamp."
 "Boss, when we go in, do we just set it on fire? No tearing people up?" The Purple Flame Electric Beast rubbed his paws. He felt that killing people and committing arson was one process with two segments. It would only be exciting if these two things were to happen at the same time. Just setting the place ablaze, and not killing people was not stimulating enough.
However, Qin Wushuang said: "It will depend on the timing. If the fire goes smoothly, we will not kill people unless necessary. If the Barbarian Tribe keeps pestering us, we shouldn't let them keep hitting us, right? When it's necessary to kill, there will be no hesitation."
The Purple Flame Electric Beast laughed and did not speak a word.
When nightfall arrived, both Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Electric Beast jumped out. Qin Wushuang said: "Be careful, let's go!"
Although this swamp appeared uneven, overall, it was rather smooth. Thus, it did not give them many places to hide. This way, it more or less affected their movements and caused them to move slower when crossing it.
It took them until the second half of the night when finally, they had reached the deeper part of the swamp. A man and a beast concealed themselves behind a thick bush. Qin Wushuang said in a whisper: "Do you see those piles of stones to the east and west? That is the entrance to the Barbarian Tribe. When we move, it will be impossible for us to evade all eyes and ears. Thus, I will be in charge of drawing their attention, and you will set the fire. You can do that, right?"
The Purple Flame Electric Beast said in a happy tone: "Boss, setting things on fire is my natural job, how could I not be able to do it?"
Qin Wushuang laughed: "Then I will lure all the guards away and you will go in to set the place on fire. Remember, don't burn the wrong place. You have to burn their holy temple of worship and burn all of their instruments used for worship, if you can."
The Purple Flame Electric Beast laughed willfully: "Got you!"
Qin Wushuang also did not have a good impression of the Barbarian Tribe. Previously, when he had gone to the Monkey King Mountain for the Spiritual Infant Fruits, he had been encircled by the three Barbarian Chiefs. Those three guys had been persistent and unreasonable. Now, since the Barbarian Tribe planned to declare war on the Monkey Clan, as a friend to the Monkey Clan, he would pursue justice without a second thought.
In this world, it was impossible to live peacefully with everyone. The Barbarian Tribe, as an example, were destined to be enemies. Thus, there was no need to be courteous or hold back.
With a light whistle, Qin Wushuang extended his arms and vaulted into the sky like the wind. Along the way, he kept making a light shrill noise that spread towards the surrounding of the Barbarian Tribe.
This light shrill had immediately caught the attention of the hidden sentries of the Barbarian Tribe. They responded with their own whistles to signal the alarm.
While Qin Wushuang kept whistling, he kept calling out: "Listen well, Barbarians, your five great Tribal Chiefs have been annihilated completely during their expedition to the Monkey King Mountain. If you know the situation, come out and surrender. We will take this underground abyss!"
His words exploded like a heavy cannonball across the Barbarian Tribe. Many of them could understand human language. All of them were shocked as they scrambled out from the deep abyss in an attempt to see the situation for themselves.
Qin Wushuang knew that the underground abyss Barbarian Tribe had a large population. This swamp area was only the main base of the Barbarian Tribe. And the other branches of the tribe was spread across many places in the Dispersed Praying Mountain.
However, this time, as long as they took down the headquarters of the Barbarian Clan. Those Tribal Chieftains would be forced to rush back to defend!
"Who's there?"
 "It's bullshit, our Barbarian Tribal Chiefs are that strong, how could all of them get killed? This person must be a spy."
 "Yes, everyone, let's catch the spy!"
 "Yes, for sure he is not up to something good coming into our deep abyss, catch him!"
Qin Wushuang laughed and unleashed all of his aura from his entire body. He purposefully continued to bait the Barbarians by letting out his aura and stirring the area around the surrounding hundred miles.
In a moment, one after another, those remaining elite warriors of the Barbarian Clan started to chase after Qin Wushuang. Apparently, they could sense that this one was a superior warrior, based on his aura!
Instantly, a dozen figures followed behind Qin Wushuang. And the ones that went after him were all the Barbarian Elders that had stayed behind. Each of the elder's strength was at the Advanced Stage.
Only, the current Qin Wushuang would not put these elders in his eyes. He kept circling across this swamp area and suddenly, Qin Wushuang stopped in an open area and stood there with his spear.
With a jeer, he turned around abruptly and looked at these Barbarian Elders that had caught up. A teasing smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Inwardly, those Barbarian Chiefs had all become somewhat alarmed when they saw despite being alone, Qin Wushuang still remained calm. One of the Elders with an eye-patch used his one eye to size Qin Wushuang up and asked coldly: "Who are you, do you know what this place is?"
Qin Wushuang laughed: "I am Zhang San, disciple of the Red Maple Human Clan. It's my pleasure to meet with you all, Elders!"
 "Red Maple Human Clan?" Those Barbarian Tribal Chiefs looked at each other in confusion.
 "Impossible! No one among the youths of the Red Maple Human Clan has such skill. You are from the Xuan Yuan Mound!"
 "Us in the Barbarian Tribe has never interacted with the sect of the Xuan Yuan Mound. What exactly do you want, coming here uninvited?"
Qin Wushuang smacked his tongue: "I am from the Red Maple Human Clan, I am afraid that you guys don't know, right? The Red Maple Human Clan had already made a promise with the Monkey King Mountain to deal with the Barbarian Tribe altogether. In order to lure your elite warriors away, they pretended to form an alliance. Then, they would break through your clan all at once! At this moment, I am sure that your five great Tribal Chiefs are being attacked without a moment of rest. I have come with orders from the higher-ups to make an announcement to your deep abyss Barbarian Clan. Those who surrender, we will not kill. Those who resist, we will kill without mercy."
His words had been spoken with seriousness and caused those Barbarian Elders to look at each other with dismay. For a time, they were unclear whether he was telling the truth or not. One of the Elders shouted: "This kid is talking bullshit. Regardless of truth or lies, for sure he did not come here with good intentions. Let's just kill him, and make plans after!"
All of these Elders regained their thoughts as they heard these words. Indeed, the Barbarian Tribe stayed true to their name as all of them took out their weapons and encircled Qin Wushuang.
As soon as the circle closed in on him, Qin Wushuang immediately felt that the speed of these dozens of Elders had increased tremendously. They kept circling around him nonstop.
Qin Wushuang stuck out his ancestral spear and locked onto that Elder who had hooted. Since this guy dared to hoot, then he would use him to create instill terror in the rest!
With a layer of cold light covering his face, he shook the long spear and suddenly, his body charged to the sky like a sinuous ray of light. The momentum from this dashing force appeared like the rising sun surging out before daybreak!
"Eighth, watch out!"
Almost at the same time, Qin Wushuang's shocking spear move had already arrived before him.
Subconsciously, that Barbarian Elder raised the iron fork to defend against the attack. He wanted to block Qin Wushuang's fierce attack.
Qin Wushuang shook the tip of the spearhead. And as if the body of the spear had increased by another length, it stabbed forward abruptly. At the same time, a ray of violent light shot out from the head of the spear.
"Go!"
Qin Wushuang gave a loud shout and urged all his power forward with his arm. The body of the spear touched the tip of the iron fork. The momentum of the spear pressed down on that iron fork and forced it to bend halfway in, like the inside of a bow.
The entire body of that Elder was dripping sweat. Just this little exchange of moves had made him feel as if a mountain was dropping down on him. His two arms felt as if it was suppressed by ten thousand pounds of force. It was almost on the verge of losing its function due to the extreme numbness. Both of his feet kept sliding back towards the swamp area as he was retreated using the momentum.
Beneath his feet, there were two deep trails as if a cow had plowed through the mud.
With a cold jeer, Qin Wushuang waved his arms and raised the spear to the sky. Next, he shouted loudly and increased the power again. Suddenly, as if he was using a stick, he smashed it down.
 "Go down!"
Letting out a harsh shout, Qin Wushuang smashed down his spear. Suddenly, the firm and upright arms of that Elder curved. His entire body had been smashed down by a giant hammer with his body being the iron nail.
With his feet collapsing underneath him, instantly, a gigantic absorption power emerged from the quagmire as he sunk down to his waist in the mud! He was terror-stricken, as a person from the Barbarian Tribe, this elder clearly knew better than anyone the devouring power of this quagmire. Even for him, it would be a death sentence if the quagmire were to reach up to his chest!


In China’s modern martial arts society, Wu Xinghe was history’s youngest grandmaster of martial arts. He was invincible. Because of a strange incident, he was reincarnated as Qin Wushuang, a poor aristocratic boy in an entirely different world with its own set of rules. With his strong will and passion, he began his journey to pursue the highest peak of martial arts!

The main character’s beliefs are:

Never comply with the aristocrats or the rich people, regardless of any situation. To only depend on your own strength because, eventually, you will have the power to be invincible.

Rise! Soar through the Galaxia! 

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